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.

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.

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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

It takes Joanna a moment for her smile to falter. She's used to hearing criticism and complaints about the wizard, because fair enough. It's understandable, living with the annual threat of apocalypse hanging over their heads is stressful. People from the church go to some lengths to be more enlightened and thoughtful about it, to look beyond the fear to the opportunity the wizard's granting them... But from the rest of the world, Joanna expects various flavors of resentment.

Those older than her seem angrier on behalf of the younger generations than anything, for never living without the fear. The very young don't seem to really believe there was a time before all this, now that certain changes in society are entrenched and unlikely to change. And those a little younger than her, like Garrot, seem to have heard enough of before to idealize it.

But Garrot sounds a little more... intensely angry about it, than the usual, and it takes her back. She hesitates a moment, and ventures a question. "Ah, um... You wouldn't be content if she simply... left?"

"Of course not." There's no hesitation, and the words carry a sizable force. Garrot sees that the smile is gone, and he just crosses his arms. They're in gloomy country now.

"For forty years, she's been threatening the world. Killing people. Destroying families." Garrot allows himself a muted sigh to relieve some of the tension, but both hands are balled up into fists now and he can't stop them. "Families like mine." His father. His kids' birth parents. But he doesn't stop there. Instead, he turns to face Joanna and looks her right in the eyes.

"If she just leaves then she can come back and hurt more people." The fists tighten. Garrot is absolutely not a fan of that. "I want her to be punished for four decades of crimes against this planet." Granted, he has no idea what that would look like, since she has a different body every year and can warp reality with her magic.

But she deserves something nasty.

Joanna only manages to meet Garrot's eye contact for a second or so, before glancing away and biting her lip. This is so much more emphatic, sincere, and... almost hateful a sentiment than she expected of such a kindly man. But, of course, it's rooted in pain. She has to be patient.

There's so much she needs to not say, here, and she folds her hands together to help her remember. Stay small, stay quiet, and - because it's so important to not isolate oneself - stay helpful. Modest service and politely expressing appreciation for the 'good fortune' that worldwide war hasn't returned are things that... usually never go awry.

"W-Well. I suppose that's all true," Joanna finally concedes, glancing up towards Garrot before looking towards the beachfront buildings. She isn't sure what her face is showing, but she's trying to smile positively. "All the more important for us to be getting back, then, and preparing for our part in bringing her down this year. And, maybe, along the way, we'll find something the other years... haven't."

She hopes not, unless it's something to change the nature of people enough that none of them continue killing people.

Garrot finds himself sighing when Joanna immediately drops eye contact. Of course the Wizard's a touchy subject! They were just talking about how they don't know a damn thing about their powers, and here he is going on about how the world could punish a highly powerful magical being. It's a lot.

But when he sees that smile and hears that they ought to be getting back, Garrot just pulls out his phone for a moment to check the time. A second later, he chuckles, and just shakes his head. "Y-yeah, you're right. We'll be fine." His smile is back, a more aggressively positive reflection of her own. Gotta keep their spirits up! "You don't think they'll leave us behind if we're late, do you?"

And then Garrot starts to walk, though he's sure to keep pace with Joanna. Not only would ditching her be rude, but he'd much rather be able to catch her if she lost her footing (hoofing?) in the sand.

Day 1 - Morning

Morning: 06:00am - 12:00noon

The Weather

Prompts:

Procedure::

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/wrapping up: progress/

and done!