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MAY MINGLE

May Mingle: Entombed City
Welcome to Teyvat - a vast magical world of adventure.
Everyone's hard work resulted in the gate to upper Dragonspine opening. These ruins have not been traversed in years, if not centuries - everything within has been lost to time and living memory. An entire city has been buried in the snow.

Traces of technology can be found in the city - golden boxes that contain crystals capable of recording and playing back holograms. One of the boxes introduces this place as Vindagnyr; a land once full of greenery and life. Just what happened to these people? What caused the eternal winter?

The city's inhabitants worshipped Celestia. Why then were they left to die?
State of the World
On October 1st, the entombed city of Vindagnyr becomes open for exploration. Travelers can choose to look for clues or try to scavenge the city for ancient materials or tools. Recording boxes all around the city tell stories of Vindagnyr's greener past, and of the days when winter suddenly arrived. This is the cruelty of Celestia that Forneus wished you to see.
For all questions regarding May's mingle and events, please head over to our OOC post.
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If this happened instantly there would be bodies in the streets. They had at least enough time to get into their homes.
[He says calmly. Shirou steps inside the house and makes sure there's room for her to enter too.]
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[Especially because it seems, if nothing else, like a lot of work. Perhaps Rose is just biased.]
If that’s so, the state of their homes should tell us something about the sort of calamity they faced. What did they reach for in their last moments?
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He can’t see what the bodies were reaching for but if he had to guess.] Each other.
They had time for what was happening to sink in. [He says in the crisp professional tones he has used time and time again when acting as a consultant.]
...I can’t understand it either. Even if one gains power like that...it’s better for all involved to use it only when necessary.
writing a tag to hit me in the honey nut feelsios, don’t mind me
[As a mortal herself, especially one who constantly finds herself flirting with death, it’s a feeling she understands all too well. She can just as easily imagine herself reaching for Alisaie and Alphinaud in her last moments. Perhaps, in another timeline, she did just that.]
[Her normal facade is dropped, and there’s a look of sadness in her eyes as she kneels down next to Shirou. She reaches for a flower to put on top of the mound.]
Especially if one could use it to prevent this. I wonder, do you think Celestia was the downfall of this civilization? Or something else, perhaps.
Dont mind 1000+ years of grief here
And too late.
Only the whispers of the dead and a bloody ruin that had once been home.
Whispers that he had listened to for eons now silent in this other world.] I don’t know.
All we can do is chase the answers and give the dead their justice when the time comes. [He slowly rises to his feet and traces the edge of one wall. This was a tragedy. Why it happened he would find out. Forneus wanted them to see it and he got the message.]
...and protect the living so such things don’t happen again. [He heads for the door with eyes gone sharp and turns slightly to look back at her.] Let’s check the others in this section. There has to be a clue somewhere.
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[She shudders as she speaks. As much as she claims otherwise, more than once she's sought justice herself. For Haurchefant. For Ysayle. But the truth has weight beyond justice, and it appears that Shirou's very much aware of that.]
But the living are another matter. If this is Celestia's doing, I don't doubt it could happen again. You're correct--there's an answer somewhere here and we need to find it. Where do you suppose we start?
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He steps out into the street and glances around. Then he pauses and looks directly at her.]
...the dead care more about justice than most think they do. [Then he turns and heads for the house across the street.]
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[It's not an accusation, merely a statement. Still, there's work to do, be it for the dead or for the living. Rose turns to keep pace with Shirou, heading to the same house. What will they find here?]
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[But he doesn't offer anything else. He still can't hear the souls of his brethren. It bothers him as he opens the house and steps inside. A lone covered body. What might once have been shelves stuffed with books are broken down by time and the weather.
He can't find the signs of anyone else. It's more of the same. No struggle. No battle. Just time and the cold.]
It's about the same here as the last house.