The Bardsong DMs (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
dm_screen) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
mundane_realms2020-10-11 08:37 am
dm_screen) wrote in mundane_realms2020-10-11 08:37 am
Entry tags:
Bardsong's First Test-Drive Meme!
How to Use:
It all began when you fell from the skies above, wreathed in flame. When you landed, you learned that you weren't alone: So many others, each from worlds entirely different from yours, have found themselves in his predicament, and know about as much as you do! The locals greet you with a cautious friendliness, welcoming you to the town of Concord. They tell you that the world was broken apart mysteriously not long ago, and are trying to devise ways to step far beyond the town borders to find where the rest of the globe went, get to the bottom of things.
But your arrival is nothing short of a blessing. Perhaps you, the Starfallen, are the answer to their prayers. They explain how live presently works in Concord, they give you that tour of their guilds, and even give you a place to stay at Concord Crossing, where you're randomly assigned roommates. You hope your roommates are amicable...
In the days following, after shaking off the shock of your current situation, you find yourself beginning to integrate into Concord life. But while you await word from the local researchers among the many guilds dotted through town, each looking for new members to bestow their teachings, you need to fill your pockets with precious, precious sol. You'd also heard that there was to be a celebration very soon, and everyone is invited. A little partying never hurt anyone, right? Besides, free food!
Now, where to begin...?
I. More Than This Provincial Life
Concord, the large city that it is, hosts many opportunities for work. Between the multiple quarters and their specialties, just about anyone can find a job. With the isolation from the rest of the world, employers eagerly welcome the Starfallen with part time or temporary work (Apparently, all full time positions are taken and employers conspicuously nudge people out the door if they spend too much time on the clock) to coincide with the life of an adventurer. For those who wish for something to do and a source of income outside of quests, there's always an honest day's wage to be made! With the exception of a few tasks the South Quarter may have to offer, but those aren't the kind of jobs spoken of too loudly.
I-A. Magicka Cleanup Detail
The Concord Magic Academy, between bright-eyed students trying their best and young nobles whose admission was paid in cash, sees quite a few accidents in its halls. Alchemy experiments, wayward fireballs, testing theories given by their Occultist friends, anything can come up and make a mess of a lab or a classroom. As such, the academy welcomes the brave and the patient to the field of custodial engineering, especially those with strong stomachs and combat experience. It wouldn't be the first time stains fight back or gravity ceased to be, so on top of keeping to their own personal hygiene standards, employees are expected to be thorough in their cleaning and expect the unexpected.
I-B. Amazing Paperboy Deliveries
The Concord Truthogram is dedicated to bringing the truth right to the doors of paying customers as soon as the next issue is ready. They're looking for delivery workers and runners equally dedicated to I bringing the truth to subscribers! Runners will need to deliver newspapers all across Concord before dawn breaks. Subscribers are all throughout the city, so runners are encouraged to find an optimal route and coordinate with their co-workers to bring the truth the world in a timely and orderly manner! This job favors the agile, as early Concord mornings are filled with people bustling through the streets and occasional hazards to trip up the distracted runner. Try not to make too many mistakes, as unsatisfied customers will unsubscribe and deny themselves the gift of the Concord Truthogram. Watch out for stray dogs and the occasional grim reaper.
II. O Valley Of Plenty, Whoa-oh-oh!
Working at a coffee shop or helping to organize a wizard's dusty study isn't for everyone, and the people of Concord understand. Every world runs on some currency, and here, it's known as the 'sol'. For those looking to do a 'dirtier' work, the citizenry helpfully direct the Starfallen to the Men-At-Arms Guild, your source of monster-busting work!
Lit by the glow of lanterns, the following work is looking for takers, posted on a large board outside the guild:
II-A. Rabites!
"We need someone to handle the Rabite problem! A couple that chooses not to be named found a pair and decided to raise them as pets, but they have since bred out of control into feral, very bitey colonies. They may look cute and cuddly, but you may need to bring a friend to be on the safe side."
Reward: 50 sol per pelt
II-B. Bumps in the Night!
"We need graveyard shift relief for the town guard posted along the outskirts of Concord. Lately, the guards have been reporting strange noises through the night, and have seen an influx of ghoul sightings coming down from the nearby hills. Take care care not to get bitten; it won't make you like them, but it will make you sluggish and leave you as easy prey."
Reward: 800 sol a night + 100 sol per head
III. Like One of Those Music Videos
While typically only those following the paths of their departed founders and enduring Masters of the Manor are granted entry to the Glistering Estate, the Guild of Steel and Lace nonetheless occasionally open the gates to outsiders. Oftentimes, this is simply to showcase a performance at the theatre, or to offer a chance for newcomers to join their ranks; today, however, is a special occasion: the anniversary of the Estate's groundbreaking. For the evening, the entire Estate grounds have been made available to the residents of Concord, and an exquisite buffet has been prepared for all who would raise a glass to their Founders. Many who come may be tempted by the lavish wealth on display, but aspiring thieves and troublemakers must be warned: Behind the gold and silk lies a house packed to the brim with the likes of veteran Paladins and entrapping illusionists.
III-A. Black Tie...?
Before one is permitted entry to the Estate proper, they must be willing to show a modicum of due deference and wear the proper attire. For an open-door event such as this, simple and tasteful formalwear will suffice; a collared dress shirt or modest blouse, at the very least. Fortunately for those who cannot afford- or, as is sometimes the case, simply forgot- such fineries, the Guild of Steel and Lace happily provides attire of the sort worn by their own members on the estate grounds, and their stocks accommodates all shapes and sizes. Unfortunately, their standard attire inevitably takes the form of service attire such as maid outfits and butler uniforms. They have even provided booths to change in private, so please, don't make a scene.
III-B. Upper, Upper Class High Society!
Once inside, the guests have freedom to enjoy the manor's full facilities; the Guild of Steel and Lace have spared no expense in setting up food options from their in-house chefs ranging from terrestrial crab legs and tropical fruits to... erm... unfamiliar flora or fauna that are unidentifiable, but thoroughly delicious. At least, to the locals who have already acquired the taste. Additionally, The theatre is hosting an ongoing series of performances from the Guild's bards, though they're not above letting the Starfallen have their turns at the microphone. Nonetheless, from ballroom to gardens to bathhouse, the entire estate is open to visitors, so why not have a look around...?
no subject
Her eyes light up when she mentions his wife. "You're married? That's so wonderful! Is she joining us tonight?" The question escapes her lips just as she realizes why Kanji suddenly looks so glum, and her own face falls. No, of course she wouldn't be joining them. "Oh. I'm sorry, that was...stupid of me to say. I'm so, so sorry."
no subject
But Kanji shook his head. The woman looked down, too, and he hadn't meant to drag down the mood just because he'd started to feel a little lonely.
"Ya didn't know, don't sweat it. At least I know she went back home, y'know? That and she ain't a fan of big, fancy parties."
no subject
"Can I ask how long you two have been together?" She asks, curiously. Romance in general has long been an interest to her, not having many chances at experiencing it herself so far, save in the pages of the many romance novels that had seemed to find their way into the Northern Fortress' library over the years (she suspected Camilla's hand in that since Xander and Leo seemed mostly uninterested or clueless on the subject, and given how the novels had, *ahem*, aged up in content with Corrin as she had grown, that rather ruled Elise out as well, or at least Corrin hoped it did.)
no subject
"Two years...? We'd known each other about five. Met in high school when she was in the area, a junior detective called down to look into weird shit goin' on in my home town. I, uh... totally misread her interest in me as somethin' other than professional, and when we became friends, it was hard to be honest with her about how I felt."
He rubbed the back of his head.
"I grew the balls and told her the truth eventually. I'm... still workin' on callin' her 'wife' since we only married about a couple months ago. I wonder... I wonder if it gets easier, or if my heart will ever stop tryn'a beat outta my chest. The latter's somethin' I don't ever wanna stop."
no subject
It must be hard for him, to have married her and yet have been parted so soon, especially when they don't know when (or even if, though she prefers not to think about that) they'll be able to go home. But that must be something he knows all too well, so Corrin doesn't linger on it. Instead, she shakes her head. "I don't have an answer for you, I'm afraid. But I hope it doesn't, for both of you." Love should be ever-green, as far as Corrin's concerned. "It must be an exhilarating feeling."
no subject
"Ah, but that don't mean dick if she ain't here. I ain't gonna be some lovesick puppy, 'specially when there's work that needs doin' here. How's a world just... break, anyway? At least it ain't some energy crisis like the last place I was in."
Kanji paused, then offered a hand.
"Actually... sorry if this is weird, but grab on for a sec? I wanna test somethin'."
no subject
Like islands floating sideways in a void of sky you can only reach through a magic tunnel in the water? That voice in her head asks. But she can't speak of that aloud; Azura had warned her it wasn't safe and she wasn't about to test the curse, even in a different world.
She regards Kanji's hand for a moment, slightly confused. Energy crisis? But, it seems harmless enough. It's not like Corrin's ever been shy about hand-holding. "Sure, I guess." She nods, and takes his hand, gingerly, in her own. She notes the rather pleasant warmth.
"What's supposed to happen?"
no subject
Their hands met. His heart fluttered, waiting for that rushing feeling, that growing warmth through his body he'd been accustomed to for years. Chroma gave life, buzzed through every pore of every being, and when he shared a bed it was akin to melding into one being. All that was his was hers, just as all that was hers was his.
But now? Holding Corrin's hand was like a day at the park, back home in Inaba. Nothing changed, other than the fact that his hand was full of hers.
Kanji sighed, released his hold. "Sorry... uh, wanted to see if Chroma was a thing here. When people touch, it makes energy. More if they sleep together. Looks like we're pretty far from Prismatica."
no subject
Beneath the endless stars, huddled under her cape together, purple silk against her bare shoulder, and the smell of lilac and something else she still can't place.
That didn't feel like it generated any kind of energy...didn't it? Her blush deepens.
"O-Oh, but you said that was a property of this Prismatica place so of course there wouldn't have been any w-when we were...held hands. Just now, I mean." Corrin finishes, correcting herself quickly and trying (and mostly failing) to banish thoughts of her trip out to the Sea of Stars from her mind. She puts a hand to her forehead. "I'm sorry, I'm making a complete fool of myself." She apologizes. "I just wasn't quite expecting that answer, you know?" Yeah, that's all it is. She's still new to her own world, for the most part. That's all it is.
...Isn't it?
no subject
"Anyway, I'm Kanji." Yes. Yes, he managed the introduction thing before being caught by surprise! Still, he had to figure more than a few things out about this place before he could start working out how to fix it. The whole werewolf thing could be put on a back burner, anyways, especially since he was now increasingly confident that he wasn't going to turn into anything.
But, he... should... keep an eye out on the moon cycle, if anything to keep himself sharp.