Day 1 - Morning

[wizardseason]

Morning: 06:00am - 12:00noon

[ IRL Timeframe: February 18th - February 25th, 2019 ]

The day begins quietly, with no indications that anything strange could occur today. The Princess and the Knights have all arrived on the island. Maybe you arrived a few days ago or maybe you just got off your red-eye flight before the sun came up. Everyone's on Harsen Island and so is the Wizard.

Things start simpler for Luka Eutychia, Olivia Walkyr, and Rory Honeycomb. The instant they set foot on the island, Olivia and Rory will both get an image of Luka in their heads and realize that they are the good-allured knights and he's the Princess. Luka, meanwhile, will see both Olivia and Rory in his thoughts and realize they're the good allured knights.

The Weather

• Sunny.


• 72°F / 22°C


• Slightly breezy, makes the trees wave.

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Prompts:

• 6:00am: It's the early morning celebration van! In all three towns, someone's driving around a vehicle playing blaring music and shouting "Let's go Knights! Let's go Princess! Beat that Wizard!". Seems like someone wants the heroes to succeed, hopefully your characters weren't sleeping. If you confront them, maybe they'll have something to say?



• 8:00am: Far Haven: All Knights and the Princess are invited to a big breakfast banquet. Come one, come all! Maybe meet some of the locals? Maybe chat with your fellow heroes? All knights are given lanyards, but the princess gets a lanyard and a crown if he's here, and they're all seated at the big hero table.



• 9:30am: Bamborough: All Knights and the Princess are invited to an oceanside brunch! Wether they live in Bamborough or they live elsewhere and visited here, they're welcome to eat the brunch and participate in waterfront games. Thank the resort owner for this welcome! Or chat it up with your fellow heroes by the water. By now everyone should be full.



• 11:00am: Craydon: Craydon's welcome is much more modest, the locals have invited the Princess and his knights to the local Multipurpose Center. They've set out a spread of light appetizers, chips and dips, vegetables and spreads, fresh breads and cheeses, modest drinks. It's the least extravagant of the welcomes but the locals are still here to meet and greet everyone. With a smile and a handshake they wish everyone the best of luck. How are you and your fellow heroes holding up with all this attention? Did you skip all these events? Attend all of them?



• 11:30am: The Wizard (Year 40 She/Her/Hers) strides in to the Craydon Multipurpose Center with her hands in her pockets and casually looks around the room with a gentle smile on her face and huge bags under her eyes. Her eyes are black with cyan sparkles in them, looking very much like outer space itself as she scans the room and everyone in it. Good luck for anyone here, they get first dibs on seeing the Wizard. She'll be shuffling around the multipurpose center in her light blue pajamas and bunny slippers, occasionally adjusting her tiny glasses as she looks around. At least she's got her wizard hat on so no one could miss what she looks like this year. It's a shocking difference from the big muscled dude (Year 39 He/Him/His) she was last year or the slick suit-wearing smooth talker (Year 38 They/Them/Theirs) they were the year before but it's still absolutely the same wizard.

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Procedure::

Reply to the appropriate toplevel comments for events below. Indicate if a post is a private conversation with "Private" in the subject otherwise all threads should be open to interaction with others. Plan OOCly how you'd like to toss everyone around. Several simultaneous wizard conversations can exist in the replies, she's going to stick around to talk to everyone. Feel free to OOCly decide what order they spoke in or leave it a mystery.

Comments

[tropicalstorm]

She applies her eyeliner real quick, she's fuckin' PRO at it by now, then heads back into the main room and fishes around in her duffel bag for a minute before pulling out a granola bar.

"I know there's 'sposed to be all those breakfast events today, but damn if I ain't hungry now." Almost comically, her stomach takes that exact moment to growl; she shrugs and devours it in about three bites. As she chews, she looks at Fumicq, deep in thought.

"So. I'm on the island. Seems like I should be gettin' my powers any minute now, yeah?"

[wizardseason]

If Fumicq wore or had any skill with eyeliner they'd be impressed by Haizea's skills. For now, they're just impressed by the voraciousness on display as the granola bar gets utterly annihilated.

"Yes. You have them. You should dedicate some time to practicing them." They comment, though they take up their characteristic stoicness following the statement. Which unfortunately clearly implies that they don't really have any advice on that front, every knight practiced their abilities differently.

[tropicalstorm]

"You got any idea what they are? Or am I just 'sposed to wave my hands around and say some nonsense 'til somethin' happens?" And she does wave her hands around, even goes 'bang', 'bam', 'whoosh' in accompaniment.

As she's looking at Fumicq, she doesn't quite notice that on that last 'whoosh', a breeze seems to suddenly catch in the curtains of the window. Might just be the weather?

[wizardseason]

Fumicq picks up on the breeze but says nothing, they're not going to stop their knight from making progress towards excellence. They also have the smallest doubt that the breeze wasn't Haizea's doing, but that wasn't the point.

"Some of my knights have done that, though I would advise against being indoors to try." They respond more or less matter-of-factly. Don't accidentally blow up your house like year 34 did.

[tropicalstorm]

"Hm, that's a good point. Alright then," she says and stands up, tossing the granola bar wrapper in the wastebasket across the room, "I'm going to the roof! I got an hour or so before that breakfast in Far Haven, guess I'll spend my time making dumb noises outside and see what happens." And she's heading for the door, grabbing her jacket on the way out.

[wizardseason]

Fumicq makes the assumption that Haizea's going to report in on her progress afterwards. They don't follow her out the door but instead choose to idly float out into the air of the town and observe from afar. Hope Haizea isn't distracted by a dragon casually floating through the air and watching from afar.

[tropicalstorm]

By now, Haizea is used to Fumicq to the point where if she notices them watching from afar, they don’t distract her. Once she gets to the roof of the hotel, she takes a minute to appreciate the view, then turns her attention to the task at hand. She thinks for a minute, before closing her eyes, clenching her fists and thinking about the last person she fought seriously. When she opens her eyes again, she starts retracing her movements in that last fight, jabbing at the air when she had thrown punches before, bouncing on her toes and redoing her footwork from when she had run circles around them previously.

Haizea never learned proper martial arts forms, her skill in fighting is almost entirely self taught. She’s done this many times before, as she’s found that by learning from previous fights, she can teach her body to repeat the moves that worked and fix the moves that didn’t. She’s hoping that whatever her powers are, they’re something that will respond to this physical stimulation and that suddenly she’ll know how to use them as well as she knows how to knock a fool out.