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kaisou2022-12-04 02:42 am
gwaynestanding) wrote in kaisou2022-12-04 02:42 am
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[Open] Got Ourselves Another Lost One
WHO: Gwayne and everyone!
WHERE: Gwayne's Labyrinth and other places in Kaisou
WHEN: December 4th
WHAT: There's a new and lost arrival from Eorzea.
WARNINGS: May be Endwalker spoilers, but they'll be marked if they come up!
A: Rumor Has It
[Going from the bustling city of Radz-at-Han to somewhere else entirely makes for a highly jarring experience, especially when it's somewhere so empty. Gwayne looks around, immediately tense and wary of any hostile threats within the vicinity. After a few seconds, hand on the hilt of his sword, he determines there's nothing immediate and begins to walk. As he does, he takes a closer look at the place he's ended up, and feels his body grow ice cold in realization.
He's... home. But it's wrong. The small, desert town is completely empty of people, and it's twisted and warped itself into a maze. Certain buildings repeat and create dead ends where there shouldn't be. As Gwayne gets deeper into the maze, whispers from no discernable source hit his ears. Whispers that simultaneously make him feel hot with shame and cold with dread.
"No better than his father, that one." "The years truly haven't changed him, have they?"
"Poor Svetozar and Vairemont. They must be heartbroken over what their son has become."
"What did any of us expect? 'E came from bad stock, ain't nothin' can change that."
Gwayne tries his best to ignore them, no matter how hard of a slap to the face some of them are. Though, all thoughts leave his mind when he sees a very familiar house. His house. He can't help himself from running over to the door, hesitating before trying to open it.
Locked. Or, at the very least, it simply won't budge. He bites his lip as a myriad of emotions well up in his heart, and takes a few steadying breaths. Gwayne squares his shoulders, putting his worry and homesickness away for the time being. He needs to find a way out of this accursed place. Preferably before something else finds him.]
B: Out in the Cold
[After getting out of the Labyrinth and spending probably too much time figuring out this new technology the book calls a "phone," Gwayne gets to exploring. He's an adventurer for a reason, and his curiosity is insatiable. Even if he doesn't know where in the hell he is, that doesn't mean he can't go poking around a new city or world.
One place he finds is the Last Stand, which is extremely weird to suddenly find a piece of Sharlayan here. Gwayne is looking at it in abject bafflement, hilariously juxtaposed by how very out-of-place he looks in his outfit. At least it's warm for the weather. This city isn't anywhere near as cold as Ishgard, but it's still cold.
Gwayne can be found almost anywhere in Kaisou, poking his nose into anything interesting, but he'll avoid the sketchier areas for now. The last thing he needs right now is to get mugged or hurt someone.]
{OOC: I'll match prose or brackets!}
WHERE: Gwayne's Labyrinth and other places in Kaisou
WHEN: December 4th
WHAT: There's a new and lost arrival from Eorzea.
WARNINGS: May be Endwalker spoilers, but they'll be marked if they come up!
A: Rumor Has It
[Going from the bustling city of Radz-at-Han to somewhere else entirely makes for a highly jarring experience, especially when it's somewhere so empty. Gwayne looks around, immediately tense and wary of any hostile threats within the vicinity. After a few seconds, hand on the hilt of his sword, he determines there's nothing immediate and begins to walk. As he does, he takes a closer look at the place he's ended up, and feels his body grow ice cold in realization.
He's... home. But it's wrong. The small, desert town is completely empty of people, and it's twisted and warped itself into a maze. Certain buildings repeat and create dead ends where there shouldn't be. As Gwayne gets deeper into the maze, whispers from no discernable source hit his ears. Whispers that simultaneously make him feel hot with shame and cold with dread.
"No better than his father, that one." "The years truly haven't changed him, have they?"
"Poor Svetozar and Vairemont. They must be heartbroken over what their son has become."
"What did any of us expect? 'E came from bad stock, ain't nothin' can change that."
Gwayne tries his best to ignore them, no matter how hard of a slap to the face some of them are. Though, all thoughts leave his mind when he sees a very familiar house. His house. He can't help himself from running over to the door, hesitating before trying to open it.
Locked. Or, at the very least, it simply won't budge. He bites his lip as a myriad of emotions well up in his heart, and takes a few steadying breaths. Gwayne squares his shoulders, putting his worry and homesickness away for the time being. He needs to find a way out of this accursed place. Preferably before something else finds him.]
B: Out in the Cold
[After getting out of the Labyrinth and spending probably too much time figuring out this new technology the book calls a "phone," Gwayne gets to exploring. He's an adventurer for a reason, and his curiosity is insatiable. Even if he doesn't know where in the hell he is, that doesn't mean he can't go poking around a new city or world.
One place he finds is the Last Stand, which is extremely weird to suddenly find a piece of Sharlayan here. Gwayne is looking at it in abject bafflement, hilariously juxtaposed by how very out-of-place he looks in his outfit. At least it's warm for the weather. This city isn't anywhere near as cold as Ishgard, but it's still cold.
Gwayne can be found almost anywhere in Kaisou, poking his nose into anything interesting, but he'll avoid the sketchier areas for now. The last thing he needs right now is to get mugged or hurt someone.]
{OOC: I'll match prose or brackets!}
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This will be my first day here. I was told that this is an entirely different star. Kaisou, I think she called it?
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Indeed, this realm is known as Kaisou. [There's another pause, not just for word choice but working up the nerve to ask.] Might I assume you have come from... Eorzea?
[Sticking with a common place rather than Etheirys as few know the name. It's a game of dancing around the subjects.]
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Aye, specifically Thanalan is where I was born and raised. Though, I've since explored more than Eorzea since embarking on a journey as an adventurer.
[That's a fucking understatement.]
I'm Gwayne Bellveil. 'Tis a pleasure to meet you!
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If I may, how much has been shared with you thus far? I've not been here as long as others, but I am glad to answer what remaining questions you may have.
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'Tis of no worry. I appreciate the offer of help getting settled.
[That being said... He gives Takame a curious look.]
I'm aware that there are six Warriors of Light here, including myself. Rhel was kind enough to inform me.
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Still, there's a brief pause from Takame. If Gwayne knew that much and was a Warrior of Light himself, that made things easier. He could drop the feigned ignorance and relax a bit. Not his ever stiff posture, but his returning naturally waving tail.]
I see. She was correct, I am one of them in fact.
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Excellent! Well, insofar as I can stop dancing around certain subjects. 'Tis admittedly quite tiresome after a while.
[Doing that on the First had been stressful enough, thanks.]
I notice that my current garb is... unusual for these parts. Is there aught I should know of where to procure something more, ah, acceptable?