*This event is only open to those that have previously signed up for it.*
The Exposition:
Welcome! This is the Lavender grove event! There is a few thing that will happen in the event. I will try to keep it simple as possible, but at the same time allow for some individual character development and story for those that are interested or want to have some interaction. However to keep things going and simple, responses from the guides (my player characters) will be limited and general to the tower climb. PLEASE at least read the prompts, there is no need to interact with them, all that is asked in each post is to roll when prompted to. (Remember, the proxy will be in effect in 12 hours after each prompt post)
When prompted to roll, the 'winner' will be determined by the user with the highest number. However, that user will no longer be able to continue in the climb and will be considered 'Whited out' by the '???'. The user/b'alam will no longer be able to continue the climb.
What they win is the '???' (A special Pokemon cosplay ghost type b'alam' that has been previously determined by a hidden roll.) Which will be revealed at the end of the event. Just to keep things a mystery and spoopy
Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2018 4:40 pm
The large hooded Tah has brought the 13 that had answered his request to a large opening in a secluded forest, at its center stood a massive and hallowed oak, it's base blanketed and cuddled by lavender brush.The large old tree towered ominously over the other trees that surrounded the grove. It's trunk's birth and base was wide enough for a family of b'alam to live comfortably in side it and surprisingly seemed to have multiple levels. Strangely enough, It looked to have been constructed mindfully with the help of vines, and rock. It was as if someb'alam that had control of the earth itself; and was mindful and guiding in it's own massive growth. In mention, The hooded Tah explained in guiding, that its growth was rumored to have been raised up by a set of earth b'alam as a memorial to their fallen kin, and was once known to be a place of mourning.....
At the base of the tower-like tree a lone ebony Tah waited, his crimson silent gaze looked upon the approaching crowd ominously. Resting at his forepaws was a golden mask....
'Is this all of them....?' The dark Tah, whispered softly. His wispy tail gave a condemning flick. 'We must hurry. There isn't much time, before another ghost joins roots of this old tree.' He warned once more.
'They -do- know why they are here, right?' The shadowy winged b'alam narrowed his eyes at the larger light b'alam and his motley crew.
The hooded Tah had explained that there was an allusive earth b'alam that had harmed and kidnapped others, that was wanted by the Dark Tribe.
Time was crucial, they were on a rescue mission.
'Yes, I have warned them. No permanent harm will come to them, I will assure that.' The scared hooded tah spoke calmly unfazed by the crimson narrowed gaze of the earth Tah.
The large magus assured/warned the others before hand though there might be strife, no harm would come to them-as he was there to protect them as they made their way up the tower. He needed their numbers however....
'And you are only to guide them, as agreed upon. Insidious.' The broken horned Magus firmly reminded the dark pelted earth b'alam.
'Very well.' Insidious hissed his words and looked to the large crowd protectively behind the hooded tah.
'Follow me.....'
Turning himself, the ebony Tah took up his golden mask and lead the group into the large oak. The Light Tah stood guard at the entrance of large grove tower, he would take up the rear and make sure that everyone was accounted for and protected....
As the group enters the first level of the tower they would feel a ominous gaze watching them, and sense a heavy foreboding presence.
The great tree was indeed curious and rather sinister Dusk noted. The masked chronicler had been called to record the rescue. She remained quiety in the back observing as the black tah addressed victor and the rest of them. Victor was among the first She'd noticed when they began to gather. She'd met the young tah lord on her first days in the dark tribe by chance. Her phen Chaucer had also met the tah. It was quite something. However, at this moment not a word would slip past her white skulled muzzle as she scribbled on the paper taking note of each rescue participants. Her mask was on and so nothing would distract her from the task at hand. She was but a shadow herself amongst the others. Though she remained at the back of the group keeping her crimson eyes on the group. As Dusk entered the tree she could feel heavy ominous eyes on them all as a strange form appeared before the group she readied her pen and scrolls. Dusk shook the weighted and uneasy feeling off sounlessly though it still lingered in her bones.
(At work so sorry it's not great didn't get a chance to fully read)
Moon Shine watched the two Tah exchange words, listening to everything she could catch with twitching ears. She already knew she was here to help some B'alam out, but this was far more than she anticipated. The Tah spoke in hushed whispers, and the tree before them was absolutely massive! Berry shifted uncertainly between Moon Shine's feet, making her hush him with a gentle pat to his head with a paw. Gently, she nudged the Wotter, signaling that he could climb on her back as they followed the mysterious Tah into the massive tree.
The great tree before them instilled a sense of wonder and awe in Pyrrha as her eyes traced the graceful lines and form upward towards the sky. Clearly not natural, no, but natural work of those with the skills to guide it. Amazing. Though she would have loved to appreciate the beauty more, the general atmosphere was sombre. The story they had been told, though brief, was alarming and the tension could be felt in the very air around them.
The exchange between the two Tahs wasn't helping.
Unconsciously, the Nan's ears laid back closer to her skull, betraying some of her unease. Something felt...off. Yet, she had promised to try to help. Perhaps she had done so a bit too quickly and without proper thought...but it was too late to take it back now. She wouldn't go back on her word. She had too much pride. She'd answered the call for help and now she would see this through to the end.
Crimson eyes followed their new guide and soon her paws followed behind. With a deep breath and a shake of her shoulders, she squared her stance and set forth towards the great tree.
Having been woven without her sight, Oracle didn't feel any more ill at ease when it was night or day. Yet this place here was different. She could feel that it was dark here and that there was something lurking in the shadows. She was under the impression that she had been brought here, with the others, to perform some task or lend a paw to others who might need it. She was happy to oblige, but she had little notion to what this task she might be asked to do was.
Straining her ears forward, she could just detect what the two Tahs ahead were speaking of. She was going to move forward and inquire further, when she heard the rest of the group moving forward. It appeared, they were entering something hollow, by the way their paws sounded. Taking a deep breath, Oracle followed them and noticed that the shadows seemed to close around the group. What could they be heading towards? She wondered, her tail flicking from side to side, uncertain. Maybe she would search for comfort in one of her traveling companions...
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2018 9:39 pm
Liu hummed softly, looking up at the old tree before them, gazing into the hollow opening that betrayed a bit of the multiple tiers within. The emerald light b'alam explained quietly, elaborating on the reason behind the naturally un-natural growth. Curious. The pale dark b'alam flicked her tail from side to side uneasily. She was all for helping, and the dark didn't much bother her, but the eerie heavy feeling around them... and ghosts... the Nan shivered a bit, tail flicking once or twice more before curling neatly around her hind legs. Nothing permanent could mean quite a few things.
But, she had offered to help. She wanted to help, someone was in need and she certainly had a soft heart for such things. Liu glanced around at her traveling companions a moment, tucking her wings in closer to herself so as not to crowd anyone inadvertently and following along as the group began to move... Eyes on the back of her neck, her fur rose, tail fluffing out in unease at the feeling and beginning that agitated twitch back and forth, back and forth... what was that?!
(apparently the quote wasn't working, just found this, hope im not too late to roll this round, will edit in rp reply in a little while)
Fire Tribe or not, Gervu was a wanderer and willing to help where she could. Often, it involved spying on other Balam or whatnot, she wasn't ashamed of it, she wasn't hurting anyone, any info she gathered, she kept to herself until she decided it wasn't going to hurt another Balam and she was good at what she did. Compared to her parents brighter colours, Gervu was suited to the night or the shadows, her dark form easily slipping past unseen, she was fairly small too, unlike the rest of her family, yet another bonus. When the call came that there was some spooky place that needed investigating, Gervu was only too willing to go, this would be different, perhaps even rather exciting. She took note of the other Balam gathered, all tribes so far represented here and it made her smile.
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The great tree was indeed curious and rather sinister Dusk noted. The masked chronicler had been called to record the rescue. She remained quiety in the back observing as the black tah addressed victor and the rest of them. Victor was among the first She'd noticed when they began to gather. She'd met the young tah lord on her first days in the dark tribe by chance. Her phen Chaucer had also met the tah. It was quite something. However, at this moment not a word would slip past her white skulled muzzle as she scribbled on the paper taking note of each rescue participants. Her mask was on and so nothing would distract her from the task at hand. She was but a shadow herself amongst the others. Though she remained at the back of the group keeping her crimson eyes on the group. As Dusk entered the tree she could feel heavy ominous eyes on them all as a strange form appeared before the group she readied her pen and scrolls. Dusk shook the weighted and uneasy feeling off sounlessly though it still lingered in her bones. 
