NOVEMBER MINGLE.

[lasteden]

STARS WHICH FALL FROM THE SKIES... WHO. Everyone. WHERE. Inside the White Moon. WHEN. November 1 - 15. WHAT. Mingling and exploration. WARNINGS. None for now. FOR THE NEWLY AWAKENED. You are asleep. The dreamscape ripples, resolves into a vision of a foreign land, and then a world of pure white. There is the sensation of rising through deep water, and then you find yourself in a room of white marble. Your items may be set on the floor around you, or you could have arrived bare-handed - whichever it is, you'll soon be addressed by a couple of tired-looking people in white coats. It seems they're as confused as you are. Upon receiving an introduction to the White Moon and choosing your faction, you will be allowed to leave the Sanctum - but there will also be an announcement made later on in the afternoon to all of the Moon's foreigners. Will you attend? COLLECT AND RENEW. Those who do attend will be ushered into one of the Sanctum's meeting halls, where Lucius waits with a woman in green by his side. The Empress and Wintersmith have arrived as well, taking their places to the side of the room - one austere, the other radiating a chill that befits his name. "Good afternoon, everyone. Thanks to your help, we've been able to assess the condition of the terminal. In the best interests for the Moon, it will be decommissioned permanently. We need to retrieve the crystals still inside it, and transport it back here." Now, the Wintersmith speaks: "Crystals are a unique type of substance in this world. They have the capability to store a great deal of energy within themselves, so they were chosen to power the environmental systems here. They are however a limited resource, so we need to conserve as much as we can. Understood?" The Empress shoots him a glance, though her manner remains placid as ever. "I will assist all that I can. If you have any queries, we are here to answer." What will you do? ADMIN. Welcome to Last Eden's November monthly mingle! It is intended as a catch-all for threads that are not put in log posts. New characters are encouraged to use this post as an 'intro log' of sorts, for prompts both in the Sanctum and around the Moon. Please direct any questions about this log to the OOC post here. The faction leaders (or their stand-ins, for Blood and Light) will be available to interact with upon arrival. To thread with them, tag in to the NPC toplevel and mention who you would wish to thread with. If you wish to have your character meet them later on in the month, please submit this to either the interaction turn-in on the OOC post, or contact the mods to arrange it.

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[lasteden]

"The source of your own power, and what you can do. In exchange, I will tell the same."

Sounds fair, right?

[whatsina_name]

It would be completely fair, if a.) Phillip knew where the hell his powers came from, because the how and why of this whole reincarnation shit is really confusing and b.) his powers were not kind of terrifying to a lot of people. He doesn't really want to lie, but... if he leaves out powers he never uses that should be fine, right?

"Alright," he says, nodding. ....He doesn't really want to start, but he will if she asks for it.

[lasteden]

Rinzen waves a hand, and their surroundings seem to suddenly dim - a safeguard of sorts, to prevent them from being listened in.

"Magic in this world comes at a price, that of energy of one's life force. The Blood faction circumvents this by borrowing their power from deities. The spirits borrow theirs from crystals. But for us, we draw it from within our own bodies and our surroundings. We are able to pay this price through various means. Without a contract to bind us, we do as we please."

She tilts her head, eyeing him with a piercing emerald gaze.

"Theoretically, you should be able to afford using our magic. You are one harbouring great power; thus the people here do not disturb you. What are you, exactly?"

[whatsina_name]

Life force, huh? That shouldn't be a problem for him (though it does seem kind of ironic given what he is), but he imagines it can have more... severe consequences for most people who use it, if they don't get enough from their surroundings to balance it out with however that works. But hey, he can totally understand why that still might be preferable to a contract for many people.

Phillip looks back at her, not sure whether maintaining eye contact here is a good or bad idea- keeping up a staring contest usually lets people know pretty quickly just how powerful he is but she already seems to have an idea of that. "Good question," he says evenly, "In my world, we didn't even have magic, at least not that we knew of, until about six years ago or something like. And then people just... started randomly getting it. Different types of magic with different rules for different people. It's been a mess trying to make any sense of it."

[lasteden]

He needn't worry about it - for various reasons, Rinzen is special. She is the exception, not the rule.

"You mean you have little knowledge of it yourself?"

[whatsina_name]

"More or less. We can guess at the origin, since usually some kind of dreams come along with it, but we also don't get anything all at once. Dreams can come in any order, and you'll get a power one day and it might take you weeks to figure out how to use it or what it does." Phillip shrugs. "We kind of come up with guesses to keep ourselves sane, but we don't have a good handle on why it's happening in the first place."

[lasteden]

The woman puts a hand to her chin, thoughtful.

"There is one of our number who is adept at discerning things. I could enlist that help for you, on the condition that you repay the favour at a later date in some other form."

[whatsina_name]

...Oh, that might be the exact opposite of what he wants. He doesn't want to get information he already has and then owe something for it. "Discerning how, and... what kind of favor?" If it's not likely to be much, maybe he'll do it. Or maybe he can put this off.

[lasteden]

Smart boy.

"He is able to perceive magic most keenly due to his attunement with the flow of reality itself. But before that - I neglected to give you a name for us. We are the mystics, and our foremost goal is in the preservation of this ship. Not quite in alignment with yours, but I would think that you have interest in making sure this place stays in one piece. That favour we ask would be in assistance of that."

[whatsina_name]

That might actually be useful, depending on what the guy can find. After all, even though Phillip knows more than he's telling, a lot of it is still only guesswork. He doesn't know that it's reincarnation, it's just the only explanation that makes sense that they've been able to come up with. And he sure as hell doesn't have a clue where a god's power comes from. So if he can get any answers about that, that might be worth. And even if he can't, that doesn't sound like so bad of a price.

"I certainly don't have any interest in it falling apart," he agrees, "so... I think I can work with you on that."

[lasteden]

Rinzen nods.

"Very well. I shall tell you one of the key principles to our magic. The crux of how magic works here is in the rewriting or forcing of reality to conform to the intended effect of the caster. Most humans here are unable to do this because their body would burn up from the force needed to exert a simple spell. We mystics have a workaround with that. Before I assess whether you can learn it, you need to tell me how your own magic is powered. Is it from your body or some other dimension?"

[whatsina_name]

First of all: that is awesome. Maybe the idea of rewriting reality shouldn't give Phillip as much of a thrill as it does, but it does so fuck it. He is now even more interested in learning this.

"I'm pretty sure it's from my body," he says, though... again, he can't be positive, "If it helps, I've been able to learn magic that I didn't just wake up with back home, and I've been able to use my powers here." Phillip's pretty confident that he should be able to pick this up.

[lasteden]

"Hmm. I can tell you harbour a strong power. Cast something and let me see."

There should be no problems, she just needs to make sure.

[whatsina_name]

Phillip does a quick mental run through of the spells he knows. He doesn't want to show off what he can do too much, but he also wants to prove he can do it. He settles with a spell he did actually have to learn, taking his hat off and changing the color from orange to a deep blue and back again. "Does that work?"

[lasteden]

Rinzen looks thoughtful, frowning a little as she glances up and down.

"In a way. You can draw upon your power in the same way as you just did. I need only to impart you with the knowledge of our spells."

How best to do it, though?

"Is your soul attached to your body?"

[whatsina_name]

You know, that's the kind of question that you think you know the answer to, and then you think about it and start to wonder why it's being asked and if you should worry about it.

"As far as I know, yeah." He hopes it is.

[lasteden]

"Very well. Hold still, try not to panic, et cetera."

Rinzen holds out a hand, green eyes brightening to a glowing jewel-like luster. At first, nothing happens - but a few moments later their environment dims further, as if colour had been bleached out of it. Philip may feel a slight discomfort or strangeness in his chest, but it passes in a blink.

[ Philip will now be able to affect a small sphere of space around him in certain ways, such as changing the temperature, teleporting small objects around (by modifying their position), as well as willing simple items that he is familiar with into existence. Examples are apples, pencils, things that he's used very frequently. Creativity is encouraged! However, this will tire him out and cannot be used too frequently. ]

[whatsina_name]

...Was that supposed to panic him? She's clearly doing magic, though he's not quite sure what kind of magic it was. If it affected him, then maybe-- "What did that do?" He could feel it, after all. Does their magic have to be learned that way?

[lasteden]

"I tried to impart to you the method we used to change reality. It's different for each person, how they tap into their pathways. Try it."

Maybe it'll work, maybe it wouldn't. But it's worth a try.

[whatsina_name]

That seems like a kind of odd way to impart information, but... sure. He'll take it.

He has to concentrate for a moment, both to figure out what would qualify and then to actually try to do it. His hat was still in his hands, and a moment later it's back on his head though his hands never moved. "...Holy shit."

Yeah, that's awesome.

[lasteden]

Rinzen smiles, though it's in a way that shows her slightly sharpened teeth.

"Good, you have aptitude. I'd say to not go around flaunting it, because it attracts attention, but your power is strong enough to avoid questions from lackeys. Don't over use it, you might burn yourself up."

[whatsina_name]

Eh, she's got pointy teeth, he's got a gaze that makes people want to cry because they're staring down Death. She seems like a cool person he would be fine hanging out with.

Phillip reaches up, adjusting his hat very slightly. "Is it the kind of thing that gets easier with practice?" Because then he will practice all the time, just not when people are looking.

[lasteden]

Death is but an inconvenience to a mystic, but those are.... details. Yes, details.

"Correct. Some of us have been practicing the art for centuries. You'll need time to be able to perform great magic."

[whatsina_name]

"Centuries, huh...?" There's a story in there, but he's not sure he's going to get it. "Well, I'll definitely be practicing, then." Because seriously this is so cool. He's dying to see what else he can mess with, even if it's all small for right now.

[lasteden]

Rinzen nods.

"I've upheld my end of our deal. We are not people out to trick you foreigners. So, I hope you will work with us in the future."