JANUARY MINGLE

[stellafortunamods]

January Mingle: A Ballad in Goblets
Welcome to Teyvat - a vast magical world of adventure.
You open your eyes to an unfamiliar sight. A cool breeze flits through rustic buildings and sunny streets, carrying the smell of flowers and wine. The very air itself seems charged with mana, the warm pulse of the land palpable beneath your feet. This is a new world, a world where the elements compose all of reality. Before you is a bubbling fountain, and a key is entwined between your fingers. And that weight on your hip? A sparkling bauble that you've never seen before, yet it feels natural, as if it had always been there.

Asking around nets you the name of this world - Teyvat - and the name of this city - Mondstadt, blessed by the Anemo Archon, Barbatos. Your new home is accessible with the key placed in your hands, though this also brings to mind another question. How will you get money? Food isn't free, after all.

Luckily for you, there's plenty of jobs available for the enterprising Traveler. Be it taking requests from the Adventurers' Guild, or working part-time at one of Mondstadt's many food establishments, Mora is to be had when hard work is involved. The cuisine of Mondstadt is best paired with its wine, served at bars or enjoyed in private with a few friends.

And about that shining gem. locals will tell you that it is a Vision, a sign of favour from Teyvat's elemental gods. With the Vision on hand, you find yourself capable of commanding one of the seven elements. What will you do with this newfound blessing? Use it for good... or for evil?

Mondstadt's liveliness doesn't diminish when night falls. Bards sing through the wee hours of the night, and the lights of the city help keep most evildoers at bay. All seems peaceful, a pastoral idyll of a life that seems more at home in a storybook. Yet for those Travelers who venture out beyond the city's walls and into the ruins dotting the landscape, they may discover hints of a bloodier past now forgotten.

Glancing at any of the calendars in the city will tell you the current date. August 10th was the day you arrived. As soon as the last minute of August 16th slips away, the world around you changes. A blink, and time itself rewinds by seven days. Looking outside, the mown lawns have regrown, the windmill needs fixing again, and the well is once again full. Just what is happening here? It seems only you, Traveler, remembers the week that never was.

State of the World

For the first two weeks of the game, IC time will be looping from August 10th to August 16th. It's currently late summer in Mondstadt, and the trees are just beginning to turn out their autumn colours. The weather is cool and pleasant, with light showers on Tuesday (11th) and Friday (14th). It's also a good time to go out gathering berries and nature's bounty from Mondstadt's forests and valleys.

These two weeks will let us trial out our commissions and regains system and craft improvements for February onwards. There will be no activity requirements for January, so all threads started during this time period can be used for regains!

For all questions regarding January's mingle and events, please head over to our OOC post.

Comments

[extinctive]

[ he would've killed it on the spot, but he's already shown too much of his true colors here. the abyss mage probably would spit out a weak ass mana stone too if they were back in his world, so there's not even a point in eating it... :/

he looks over at sandalphon, ruminating over his words with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. ]

Are you perhaps speaking from experience, then? In that case, I am fortunate that I'm partnered up with you. I don't think anyone else would understand why I had to do that, and I did spare its life in the end, didn't I?

[ Hopefully that'll teach it a lesson about getting up to no good next time. see? isn't he merciful? such a good doctor, this figaro guy. ]

And for the record, I have been living with humans for quite a while now. It's just that a huge majority of them would just fade away like raindrops on windowpanes, and that's barely my fault. [ ... ] Anyway, let's call it a day. Miss Adeline must be worried sick by now.

[unnecessities]

[What Sandalphon wants to say is that taking out his frustrations with the pain that comes with a long life on other things isn't helpful.

But he's not sure that's what he'd want to hear if he were in that situation, even if it's true. More than anyone else, he knows that there's a time and a place to drop difficult truths.]

...Of course.

[Sandalphon's grip on the chicken is gentle but firm as they leave the domain.]

...Just be wary. One or two raindrops knowing something unpleasant isn't a problem, but too many raindrops is a puddle. And a big enough puddle is a lake.

[There's an ocean's worth of humans out there who will never see Sandalphon as anything but a villain, no matter what he does—it's no less than he deserves, but it's wretched. He'd prefer it if Figaro doesn't have to deal with that, too.]

You don't need to worry about me saying anything, though. Because I understand where the feeling comes from.