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likeits1999

[ Kevin's been keeping an eye on the mirrors since being stuck back in the brugh, trying not to worry too much about how his new friends are all venturing into the unknown. It's probably for the best if he just doesn't talk about it, that worries people. No sense in making that worse, right?

It was just a matter of time before someone decided to record some of the updrafts with a mirror, though, and now?

Now he has something to say. ]

You guys, you ever get this feeling that God is like... punishing you for something? Cause that's me.

[ Kevin leans forward, his expression haunted. ]

I don't think anybody understands how bad I wanna go jump off one of those rock things right now.

unsealthecatbox

[When you have to plan ahead, you need to information. Ange knows she'd like to be told about dangers and stuff when there was still time to prepare, so she decides to share what she found out, in case someone wants to make sure they're in top shape to face danger, or to prepare spells, or anything else they want to do.

Ange places the mirror against a pile of books in the library and once she practiced a bit how to talk quietly and carefully so she doesn't disturb everyone, she clears her throat and starts talking]

So I took the time to find out what kind of danger we're going to stumble into once we're out of here. It'll be a while before we have to leave, but I thought some of would be interested, in case you want to make preparations. Take a look at this map.

[She shows it, remembering everything Tiffany had said]

Unless one of us can make a snow plower appear out of thin air, the mountain pass may not be an option. It's blocked with snow. I'm not saying it would be impossible, but it'd be bothersome, that much is guaranteed.

[Ange examines the map. Mine pass, mine pass, where's the mine pass...dang, she can't find the mines, oh well]

There are some mines somewhere under the mountains. It's filled with murderous orcs, and frankly getting eaten isn't one of my goals in life, so...it'd be unadvisable to go in there. That means the odds we'll have to go in there are not low. [Hero journeys always involve peril, Ange thinks. Whether she's right or not is something that remains to be seen]

Finally, there's a fire demon...somewhere. Can't say exactly where it is, I'm not aware of that detail.

[Ange puts down the map]

I'm researching a bit on useful spells, so if you have magic you think could be useful, please come to me. This weaving spells trick can come rather useful, but that'll require some cooperation from two of you.

That's all.

ofnovalue

-Ovelia presents herself well enough for the mirror. A queen is always a queen, after all, and must look her best before addressing any public, even informally. The Elves have been kind enough to provide her with a new gown, made from delicate white material with silver embroidery about the collar. Even with her knowledge, she could barely tell you a thing about the textiles involved, or the sewing techniques used to construct it. Either way, it was lovely, and complimented the bright smile, the brightest anyone there had likely ever seen, given how dark Ovelia's mood often was prior.-

Greetings to all. It gladdens my heart to know that we've finally found some peace in our journey, even if only for the moment. Gratitude to our hosts, and blessings be to those who are still recovering.

As for why I present myself to you all this evening, ah... -She stops for a moment, eyes drifting from the mirror and raising a hand to her cheek, letting it linger for a moment before she laughs softly, humming...-

Silly though it may seem, there are some matters no book or study may properly prepare one for. Courtly manners are a matter of practice, but this...

Well. Anyways.

I would like to hear thoughts and knowledge from lived experiences, ah... about "love"

The romantic sort. -Now she was definitely blushing.-

likeits1999

...So, uh. Got some things I should probably tell you guys.

[ Kevin seems a little nervous, he has trouble doing "eye contact" with the mirror. ]

I guess like... first of all, I'm Kevin? I'm from New York? I skate? I've met some of you but not everybody so...

[ He shrugs. ]

You ever known somebody who... uh, has a personal problem? But it turns out that if you know 'em and are around 'em all the time it kinda winds up to be their crap ends up being everybody's shit to deal with?

It's kinda like that.

[ Everything about trying to explain this is awful. Everything. ]

The thing with me is... well..

I'm... kind of a vampire?

[ There. He said it. Getting that part out helps him square up and face it a little better, his gaze steadies straight on the mirror. ]

Actually, not "kind of" at all. I'm definitely a vampire. I drink people's blood. I have to. Been doing this shit a good while, too. The Green's got my back with the whole sunlight deal, but I still ain't exactly keeping down regular grindage if you know what I'm saying.

[ Kevin winces a little. He tried. ]

So... here's the deal: I need to drink blood sometimes. Otherwise I get hungry, and when I get hungry I stop... being able to be a person so good? It's bad. Trust me.

[ Please, please trust the self-described vampire. ]

It's not a lot all the time, I can go a bit if I'm full up, and I can stretch it on animals and junk like that, but it's... yeah, dog.

[ He makes his lungs pull in air and breathe it back out in a long hwoo. ]

The other thing is it's probably... if I'm gonna be real with allay'all, I don't want to put my teeth in you? I mean, I got 'em.

[ He takes a second to drop fangs and show the mirror before pulling them back in, which probably does a whole lot of good for his image with the team. ]

It does stuff to people, though? And I don't want to be like that if we're gonna be doing this Lord of the Rings shit together, alright? If we're gonna be real, I'm gonna be real.

[ Kevin's shoulders sink a little as this sudden surge of confidence falters. ]

I don't know what I'm supposed to do about this, but I'm not lying about it and I'm not gonna sneak around. And I mean.... if y'all wanna run me off into the woods, cool, but I'm gonna end up stuck comin' back like any of the rest of us.

If I could just go find someplace else to be, I mean...

[ He smiles weakly. ]

You wouldn't be hearing this.

konman

Okay, so those bird dudes weren't lying about the different paths. I found the crossroads they're talking about.

[Kon really shouldn't be tromping around alone like this so much but he's used to being nigh on invincible. It's going to take a while for him to get used to the idea that he's not.]

[The road was all overgrown but there is a road through the woods - and it leads here, to a place where the line of the forest breaks into wide fields of golden grasses. Kon sets up his mirror to expand to its largest side and leaves it to float. There's a crossroads here with a battered wooden sign. The wood is so faded and weathered that words can no longer be read on it.]

[The path splits off into three paths. Down the left-most path, the unlabeled path leads down a dark and dreary road towards some hills. One hill can be seen all the way in the distance, standing out above the others. Rising a thousand feet above the rest of the land around it, it's covered in battered ruins that offer at least some shelter from the elements and cover from potential enemies.]

[Down the center path, the path clearly leads to a sinister-looking wild forest, a dark and dreary wood that seems filled with endless shadows. The path disappears into the woods and the tangled branches make it impossible to see into the forest's depths, especially at this distance.]

[Down the right-most path, there's candy. No joke. Dirt and normal plants start to give way to cobblestones made of hard candy and sugar-spun delicate trees. Gummdrops line the side of the road. The other two paths are grim, with even the hilly path dim from cloudy skies, but this path seems to have clear skies and constant sun.]

[Kon stands in front of the mirror, so that the paths are behind him.]

So our choices are: the Land of the Hill Trolls, Mirkwood, and Candyland.

[He narrows his eyes.]

I don't trust Candyland. [He gestures vaguely at it.] The other two roads have the good graces to be creepy from the get-go, but that looks deceptively nice. It's trying way too hard to be cheerful and sunshine-ey.

[ooc: See the OOC Post here.]

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