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Jan 31, 2023 21:35:42 GMT -6
Post by Silver on Jan 31, 2023 21:35:42 GMT -6
Silver figured that meant the team was ready to go, so they headed toward the large building in the middle of the garden. If they were correct and this was the back of the mansion, then they were sure that they’d be able to find a door somewhere to get inside.
As they walked, a flurry of little glowing wisps floated out of the unusual grass. Each one lit up and floated away, disappearing completely before it even reached eye level. Silver thought this was very interesting, so they leaned down to investigate. They went to rub the grass with their hand before they froze stiff. No, better not be putting their hands on the ground under unusual circumstances again. They quickly learned their lesson about that one.
“We’ll just let that be a mystery, then,” they said quietly, as if they were trying to convince themselves not to investigate any further.
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Jan 31, 2023 21:36:03 GMT -6
Post by Silver on Jan 31, 2023 21:36:03 GMT -6
Viking sniffed at the ground but his ethereal form didn’t have the same effect on the grass. As he left no footprints or marks on the ground at all, there was no way for him to interact with the odd glow. Silver thought that was for the best, for as weirded out as they were, they could only imagine how much worse it would be if one of their creatures was harmed in some way.
Just as they had predicted, the back of the mansion had a door off to one side. It was just as intricately decorated as the rest of the place with the weird harsh style. The decorations sure had a lot of flair, but they weren’t sure that they really liked it. It was fine for a spooky old mansion in the outskirts of the city, but they weren’t about to do up their house in that style. They were sure their friend Ashe would, though. For all they knew, he probably already did.
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Jan 31, 2023 21:36:55 GMT -6
Post by Silver on Jan 31, 2023 21:36:55 GMT -6
Silver reached for the handle and clunked it down. They were pleasantly surprised that it was that easy before they tried to push it open and it didn’t budge. Because they were expecting it to open when they turned the handle, they crashed right into the door with a thud.
“Oi,” they said, recoiling and trying to figure out what went wrong. Viking walked right past them and through the door as if it weren’t even there. It was like he was saying it was easy.
“Show off,” Silver muttered under their breath. They didn’t have the patience to think it was funny at that moment. They were too busy being sore about the fact that they literally walked into a door.
“Here, let me see if…” they said, tapping on the handle to see if it would clunk loose. No such luck. Silver wondered why that would be. It didn't feel like a door that was locked.
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Jan 31, 2023 21:40:47 GMT -6
Post by Silver on Jan 31, 2023 21:40:47 GMT -6
It must be cold, they thought. Frozen shut. Who ever used a back door, anyway? They wondered how they could warm it up. Silver took a step back and plopped their bag on the ground. They searched through it for a torch or even a candle, but they didn't find anything of use. If only they had a creature who could breathe fire with them to just melt it down.
While they were contemplating their dilemma, Viking poked his head back out through the door. Silver wanted to laugh, as his head poking through the door reminded them of those old door knockers with the lion's head and a big brass ring.
"Wait, that's it!" they said cheerfully. They figured it out. What if they had to knock before coming inside? It seemed like a silly conclusion, but they had been exploring the mansion long enough to know that the weird solutions often worked.
"Here goes nothing," they said, knocking on the door with a few solid thuds. Just like that, the door creaked open all on its own...
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Feb 1, 2023 19:46:28 GMT -6
Post by Jack on Feb 1, 2023 19:46:28 GMT -6
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May 31, 2023 22:20:58 GMT -6
Post by Silver on May 31, 2023 22:20:58 GMT -6
The Day of Dreaming was a beautiful and unusual time that was heavily steeped in mystery. Silver’s curiosity got the better of them once again, so they headed down into the mansion to see what they could discover. At the very least, they would probably pick up a few valuable little trinkets, as they often did when they visited the old abandoned mansion. It was impossible to tell just what they would see and find there - perhaps that’s what kept them coming back moon after moon to explore.
“Here we are, Mistra,” Silver said, gently resting their hand into the feline creature’s mane. “Stay close, alright?”
Silver didn’t know Mistra that well yet, so they wanted her to stay close and out of trouble. They just couldn’t be sure if she would be safe if she wandered off on her own. She looked up at them when they spoke, but it wasn’t clear that she had any idea what they were saying. That was fine, they would just keep an eye on her to make sure she stayed out of trouble.
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May 31, 2023 22:21:15 GMT -6
Post by Silver on May 31, 2023 22:21:15 GMT -6
“Well, where do you think we should start?” they asked. They often felt overwhelmed by the vast mansion grounds and the huge building itself. It was as if ten thousand pathways all opened up at once, and they suddenly had to choose the best one with little information.
Mistra’s scaled snout pointed in the direction of a wooded area just to the right of the gate. Her nose twitched as she sampled the air there. This whole trip had been filled with unusual smells and even more unusual sounds. She looked back up at Silver for comfort in these uncertain moments.
“You think so?” Silver asked, knowing she wouldn’t answer. The choice of where to go was absolutely paralyzing for them, but for a creature like Mistra, the choice seemed simple if not even obvious. She just followed her nose without a worry for where it would take her. Silver was always envious of such a simple vision of the world, though they knew it wasn’t quite as easy as they were making it out to be in their mind.
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May 31, 2023 22:21:36 GMT -6
Post by Silver on May 31, 2023 22:21:36 GMT -6
Trying not to overthink the possibilities, Silver headed for the forest, and signaled Mistra to follow them. She didn’t know anyone or anything else around here, so she decided that sticking with them was the safest option. Despite Silver’s imagination that she was a carefree creature, she was indeed very skittish and worried constantly for her own safety. Conversely, she was also deeply curious and often rushed into situations she would quickly lose control of. Such was the duality of a feline - especially one with the blood of the pseudo dragons known as Lingling.
As soon as Silver stepped into the forest, their vision was immediately obscured by a swirling metallic mist, like they had stepped into a portal and ended up in another realm of existence. They could feel their heart racing as a mild panic flooded their body. They took a few deep breaths, reminding themselves that they would be safe only if they remained calm.
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May 31, 2023 22:22:03 GMT -6
Post by Silver on May 31, 2023 22:22:03 GMT -6
Instinctively, Silver reached down to stroke Mistra’s bronze colored mane. If they were feeling startled by the sudden change of scenery, surely she was as well. Though as a creature that relied more on smell than sight, perhaps she didn’t even mind. It was always interesting to think about how different beings experienced the world.
Mistra could tell that Silver was acting a bit strangely, so she flicked her tail and pressed her head into their side for comfort. The gesture proved that she felt safe with them as well as letting them know that she was there if they needed her. Not that she could really change the situation in any meaningful way.
“Ah, thanks,” they said, scratching behind her feathered cheeks. It was nice to have a creature with them in this mysterious magical place, as it continued to ground them in reality. Whether or not they knew it, it was one of the reasons they always brought a creature with them when they went to explore.
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May 31, 2023 22:26:41 GMT -6
Post by Silver on May 31, 2023 22:26:41 GMT -6
Somewhere deep down in their soul, they were afraid that without something to tie them to this world, the magic would grab hold of them and whisk them away forever. Would that even be such a bad thing? Silver felt Mistra bump their hand with her head again, snapping them out of the spiral, just as they had intended from the start. They shook their head as if to shake out the strange thoughts, and took a tentative step forward.
"The mist looks less... angry in this direction," they suggested. It was unclear which way to go, and they could hardly see in front of them. They figured that any way was as good as another, though they choose the way that felt the safest to their instincts. Not that that meant anything.
Mistra folded her wings back and hung low, as if stalking an unseen prey. Silver noted her shift in stance but didn't dare to disturb her.
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Jun 5, 2023 20:17:51 GMT -6
Post by Jack on Jun 5, 2023 20:17:51 GMT -6
Two tiny little golems lumber into view. How... odd?
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Jul 31, 2023 0:31:23 GMT -6
Post by Silver on Jul 31, 2023 0:31:23 GMT -6
It was the time of flooding, and the mansion was inundated by the tide of an ethereal ocean. Though it was far from any shore, the grounds were filled with fish and other aquatic life, and the unusual building at its heart was made entirely of driftwood. As if the regular mansion had been washed away by the waves, leaving in its place a strange homage to the sea. Strange as the phenomenon might be, it did make a great backdrop to explore with creatures more suited to life in the water. Normally, they would be exempt from visiting the mansion.. Today’s guest was a peculiar Salaves with a fluked tail and a row of pointed fins down her spine. Salaves were sometimes able to swim, especially the older Hydro breed, but Silver didn’t know of any others that had fins. It must be a quirk she inherited from her parents. Her other rare quirk was the budding ability to speak aloud. Between the two, she turned out to be truly unique indeed. 1[149.45 0.2]
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Jul 31, 2023 0:31:40 GMT -6
Post by Silver on Jul 31, 2023 0:31:40 GMT -6
Unlike her more outgoing brother, Sine was reserved and cautious. She followed Silver closely all the way to the mansion grounds, hardly looking up to investigate her surroundings. She trusted them at least enough to follow them here, but she was stiff and uncertain. It would take some time for the two of them to really bond and get used to one another. That was what this trip was for, after all.
As curious as they were about the mansion and its wealth of magic and trinkets, the real purpose of their short adventures there was to spend time bonding with their various creatures. The exciting and often unpredictable backdrop merely made it easier to facilitate. After all, one could learn a lot more about someone running away from a rogue bolder than they ever would sitting in a peaceful park all afternoon. That was the plan, anyway. Most of the time, it worked out just fine.
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Jul 31, 2023 0:32:24 GMT -6
Post by Silver on Jul 31, 2023 0:32:24 GMT -6
Silver stepped through the front gate and into the patch of sand where the front lawn usually was. They squinted as the harsh sun flooded their vision. The gleaming fine white sand and sun bleached driftwood castle at the center of the grounds both reflected the already unfiltered sun, amplifying it into something painful to look at.
Sine slipped into Silver’s shadow so that it at least covered her face and protected her eyes from the bright light. It surprised her that she had barely moved but the environment changed so much around her. It made her feel uneasy. She kept looking at Silver, since they were the only familiar thing to her here. Would they lead her astray? She hoped not.
“Ay,” Silver used their hand to shield their eyes from the bright light. They quickly glanced behind them to see Sine hiding in their shadow. At least she was okay, they thought. She didn’t have a hand or anything to shield her face with, so she would have to use their body for now.
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Jul 31, 2023 0:32:50 GMT -6
Post by Silver on Jul 31, 2023 0:32:50 GMT -6
“Let’s head inside,” they suggested. For all they knew, there could still be sun inside the building, but they assumed that the driftwood spire would block some of the light and allow them to see properly again.
“Stay close,” they instructed. Not that they needed to tell her that. She seemed keen on sticking very close to them regardless. She didn’t like being exposed, and even less so in the harsh light and blinding white sand. She much preferred the darkness where she could blend in and not be seen.
Each step through the deep sand felt weighty, as if it was dragging them down. The fine grains practically melted under their boots, making it difficult to get secure footing. Pushing back off the sand to take the next step was difficult enough to be noticeable, slightly impeding their progress. It was strange how something so minor as stepping from concrete onto sand could change the way walking felt. Probably why they didn’t make sidewalks out of sand, they thought.
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