Where: Mists: Ward 16, Plot 31 (Mateus)
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Where: Mists: Ward 16, Plot 31 (Mateus)
For more information please visit: https://www.blackgardencompany.com/serverevents
Hope to see you there!
@blackgarden-fc @junakagane @katalinhunter @creiyah
Every End...
It was just past dawn as Rose slipped out of C’reiyah’s home and quietly closed the door behind her, her bare feet walking through the dew laden grass as she walked through the yard. She pulled the throw blanket she had lifted from the couch a little tighter around her shoulders, using it like a shawl to ward off the morning chill.
So much had changed in such a short period of time, but it was a change that was needed and one for which she was thankful for. She had received word that the musical instruments and such had been moved from the ship, Murdock and his people getting things to storage in his usual efficient manner. She lifted her face to the cool morning breeze as it sifted through the beds, her eyes closing as she inhaled. She was grateful that it was something she needn’t worry over.
Sleep was hard to come by in the last week, nightmares from retrieving Jun plaguing her at least once a night. Mirrors were still hard to look into and she had to fight down an impulse not to cringe every time someone said ‘hello’ or ‘goodbye’. Saphyra hadn’t left her side the first night, the Raen a silent companion in the room and had watched over her.
The winds of change were beginning to blow...and no longer were they beholden to the Black Garden. There were a few she would miss, like Kayne and Katalin. It was always a joy to work with them, knowing that they would always have her back. Those two and her family were bright spots in her time with the company...but, if she were honest, she had been unhappy for quite some time. Her morals and ethics hadn’t fit with them, not since it seemed like things had taken a darker turn.
After a few incidents, she had come to distrust several on the Rocinante...but she stayed to guard her family’s back and tried to keep them safe. It had nearly cost her life on more than one occasion and Rosette had grown tired of bleeding for nothing. Her tired gaze drifted over the gardens and the rooftops of the Beds, her eyes half-lidded with weariness. It was over and passed, now it was the future she had to look to -- however uncertain or rocky it may be.
She crossed her arms as the sun began to peek over the eastern horizon, the light sifting through the boughs and branches, the light dappling across her wane face and shadowed eyes. She took a deep breath and the corners of her lips lifted in a faint smile.
...Marks a New Beginning.
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OOC: My time with the Black Garden Company has come to a close. It was a bittersweet end to a chapter in Rosette’s story...but I am really excited to see where our new path takes us! There are many that I miss already from BG and the crazy shenanigans in VC, crazy traditions with map runs, and the adventures that we all went on. I’m sure I’ll see you all around in game and in RP.
The Aetherwatch Society is still largely in concept, but the crew and I are brainstorming like crazy and preparing wonderful adventures. My posts may be slightly more infrequent with work hitting our busy season, Shadowbringers dropping, and working with Emeline, Catherina, and friends to create our new home. Stay tuned for more shenanigans!
A commission set done for @rosettevaleria!
featuring @oroete @healeremeline and Arik!
Jun’s Journal - Week I
Emeline gave this to me, as part of my recovery process. Simply reading is not inherently productive; I must put out my thoughts on paper, and form a hypothesis on them. So, in accordance with standard procedure, I will do just that. To those who read this, please ensure you are familiar with the latest version of Tahl Formatting.
THEOREM: Assuming evil acts are performed throughout one’s lifetime, would a lifetime of good servitude be enough to balance the moral scales?
HYPOTHESIS 1: No: the damage committed by a true atrocity are irreversible. Those who commit them will never find true happiness, knowing they must live with themselves for the rest of their lives.
HYPOTHESIS 2: Yes, and no. Hypothesis 1 remains true, but is assumed under the condition that he who has committed said evil act can do nothing to better anything. Hypothesis 2 assumes the scope of the hypothesis outside the initial impact of the atrocity, and assumes that good can be done elsewhere.
So then, which of these two hypotheses is correct? My answer, a month ago, would have been the first. My answer now is the second. Hypothesis 2 assumes that one need not spread further evil after committing a single atrocity. Instead, one may spend their life bringing good elsewhere. This does not mean they need be forgiven, but it does show intention.
This past week has shown me much to support this theory. Emeline and I, after encountering the puppet my father sent, have been talking... and at Balor’s Valentione’s Day party, we slowly came out to the crew. There was no teasing, no jabbing: just acceptance. I wondered, at first, why this was their reaction.
Later, during two consecutive missions, I obtained the injuries I have now. I am to be confined to bed for at least a few days, likely a week. However, much of my (excellent) care has come from Emeline. And I realized, with the relationship we have now, and the ways we treat each other, that none of this is a subconscious act. I worried, for a while, that I had simply been running; using charisma to falsify someone’s feelings for me. But now...
I do not know if I could be happier. I am sure there are parts of my life I could improve... parts of my family. But I have no desire to get into that issue right now. Mafrea, having talked with me a few days ago, even gave me express permission to... well, it’s too early for that, though Emeline seemed pleased by the idea. He and I talked of other topics, like her scrape with the void demon, and the horrifying scene she bore witness to. But all I could do was offer help where I can, and to convey feelings I felt they could not.
What is this leading to? I do not know. I feel neither hypothesis is fully correct. Hypothesis 2 leads one to believe that atrocities should simply be ignored by the committer if they intend to do good. But I do not want to forget... I feel I should remember it, every day for as long as I live. At least, until the day I see him again.
Until then, I will stay here, on the Rocinante. I’ll stay with the crew, with all of their wonderful, colorful characters, and... with Emeline. I’ll stay with Emeline, I think, for a long, long time.
@healeremeline @oroete @blackgarden-fc
[A Formal Entry]
We had a training exercise. We used “paint balloons” as our weapons, which is what it sounds like -- balloons filled with colourful paint to attack one other. Some people had artillery weapons filled with the paint, others just carried the balloons around to counterattack with. If you got hit with three you “died”, and had to get “resurrected”.
It was a bit funny, after the whole incident. But while we were running through the training ground that was set up, I had to keep telling myself “it’s just a game”. It was strange… my heart kept jumping and I felt myself going into that state of mind when I am actually in combat… I kept seeing strange things. The sky kept going dark in my vision and… I don’t know what it means. But when Emeline fell the first time (poor Eme kept getting “knocked out”) I felt a surge of emotion, like I was choking on something, and my chest got really, really tight.
After that I focused on “it’s just a game” in my head over and over. I was able to relax after a little bit. Especially with watching the whole team go! Katalin and Snarls did an awesome job, so did Ashe with the shield she grabbed and rush forward with. Snarls kept us focused.
Kayne did a great job keeping us moving forward. We ran into a few checkpoints where healers worked on restoring us, and we found special equipment to help us, like smoke bombs. No one really seemed like they wanted to grab the smoke bombs and it caused us to get stuck at the first checkpoint for a while. Eventually Kayne and I grabbed one, as did Ashe (I think it was Ashe? My memory is foggy. I mostly remember her with the shield). After that, the team seemed to get better at not getting stuck at checkpoints.
Oh! Arik was just on the sideline, taking notes. That was part of the exercise, is we did not have him as an instructor. I think we managed pretty well, but we definitely have some stuff to work on. Like… Kayne, Ashe, and I should not be the ones to throw grenades. I did not know you’re supposed to pull the pin out in order to set it off, so we ended up getting hit by the final trap…
But I think I did really good! I hit the shadow with one of the paint ballons! She is super sneaky and was playing a strike “assassin” along with Cor’sair. I managed to find her through all the chaos and paint, and my balloon landed a hit! It was a really lucky shot, but I feel really proud of myself. Aifread is super talented. I was also the only one that did not get hit by the final trap of gold paint. Even though Eme gave me a big hug after the training, so I still got paint on my new jacket that Eme found for me.
It was nice to get that bit of paint though. Everyone covered in colours like they were… it felt… nice. We were all together. Kayne looked like he wanted to jump into the ocean to clean off the paint though… he ended up going back to the ship instead. I agree though. The ocean would have been a nice place to wash off.
While I am still warming up to the crew… it was nice. I would love to talk to Katalin, Ashe, Snarls, Aifread -- okay I am going to list everyone honestly. But I would love to talk to everyone more. I am feeling better… I even formally introduced myself to Aifread and talked to her and Snarls for little, before I had to head off to bed. These are the memories I am so happy to make.
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Pic Credits: @sleepy-mage @healeremeline @blackmagesol
Aster’s Funeral Shots. Pic Credits to @blackmagesol @healeremeline @sleepy-mage.
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May 16th, 8-11pm EST Where: Mists: Ward 16, Plot 31 Come have wounds treated and illnesses cured by a dedicated medical staff aboard the Rocinante. We invite all Limsans and visitors to seek aid, free of cost. We will be accepting patients up until 11pm EST. Please leave your weapons at the door and check in with our Triage Liaison before partaking of refreshments and company. @blackgarden-fc @junakagane