#faeruneevent05

[sirihemmings-littlewolf]

Siri relished in the cool, clear water. The sun was merciless today. Without a moments hesitation, she had stripped down to her boxers and sports bra before leaping into the lake. She wasn't sure what kind of celebration was going on but the crowds milling about made her uneasy.

She sank to hide from the buzzing world above. The water was clear enough to see the crystals creeping along the bottom of the lake. Siri watched as the bubbles floated lazily to the surface. Her lungs burned as she drifted deeper. She squinted against the rippling silhouette dancing along the waters edge. She could hear a muffled voice calling out.

She looked back longingly towards the crystals. She was so close. With a huff of bubbles, she swam back towards the surface.

"Ever heard of the myth of Diana and Actaeon? Spyin' on women in lakes never did anyone any good."

Her words were mostly gurgled as she spewed water and wiped at her eyes. She moved closer to the bank, her feet barely brushing the bottom.

"Can I help you?"

[julian-brekker]

Founder’s Day. Even Julian couldn’t bail out on the best party of the year. He had dawned his swim trunks, slides, and an unbottoned floral shirt and made his way to the nearest boat with a bar. Once he had a whiskey in his hand he settled on a barstool and took in his surroundings. Pretty much everyone was vibing on a good level and it set him at ease, social anxiety calmed to manageable. Grinning over at the person grabbing their drink next to him, Julian asked, “What’s the most interesting thing you’ve found so far?” Asking advice on where he should head to next.

@faerunestarters​

[overlashing]

Emmet had been drinking most of the day so he was definitely feeling it by the time he spotted someone out of the corner of his eye. He didn’t know who it was but he wanted to say something to her so he decided to go over and talk to her. “Sorry to bother, I just wanted to say I really like your style.”

@lizzievelnias​

[stressball]

“Son of a bitch,” Zeke watched as someone rode in on his bike that was stolen a bit ago. He got over heading to anyone who he was familiar with at that moment and it just so happened to be Ray. “Ray, I need you to arrest that dickhead over there. They’re the ones who stole my bike and they had the audacity to ride it here.”

@detectivegoldstein​

[nash-mcnaughton]

Natasha had no plan of getting in the water, that sounded like a death trap. The whole party sounded liked a death trap but one that she didn’t really want to miss. She loved Rainbow Lake and any chance to be out on a boat had her signed on to be there. After making it through security she wasn’t entirely sure where she was going, there were so many options. Catching sight of a familiar figure, Nash quickened her pace. As she caught up, she smiled, “Hey, wanna grab some food?”

@faerunestarters​

[to-paint-the-starrs]

(tw: implied animal death)

The arrival of the “new queen” had shot a plethora of emotions through Adonis. Rage, shock, distaste, a morbid awe, but most of all, concern.

With the so-called queen’s arrival came a wall of crystals, stretching out across the border of town as far as the eye could see. They created a barricade, miles high, that stretched through lakes and woodland, barely missing houses in some cases and impaling a few shops here and there upon their emergence. 

However, in cutting through the woods, Adonis realized those he considered family-- the wildlife outside of his home-- were in danger. He allowed his anger to boil inside of him, for now (it’d do him no good to have an outburst so publicly), and rushed home, darting out of current conversations without so much as a goodbye.

Now, it was dusk. Adonis stood in the woods alongside his home, staring down at a matt of torn fur and blood that stained the crystal wall a good mile or so from his home. He was numb. He wasn’t sure how long he’d been out here, but this was all too much to take in. He didn’t even notice anyone approaching him.

[quietxonxset]

Other than one small incident things were going well. After the casino night attack Des had been especially hard on the precinct, and when the council came to him about securing the lake Des took the request seriously. In the off chance something did happen they would be prepared. Des knew how it felt to be ambushed — caught by surprise and forced to suffer the grave consequences for it. Not again.

Best case scenario: nothing would go wrong.

He waited in the tent for Ray to return, leaning against the folding table they had set up, hands folded neatly. “Now, Goldstein…” he ran a hand over his chin in thought, “Tell me: just what is wrong here?” Des motioned around the empty tent. Even with his glamour gold freckles glittered in the afternoon sun, “I’ll give you a hint: there are not one but three things missing. Two of whom were meant to be under your watch.” Des pushed away from the table. “My patience is one. Make an educated guess about the other two.”

@detectivegoldstein

[sidneyxrowe]

Sidney really hadn’t meant to bump into the man; he was officially tipsy and was only trying to get back to his own beach towel.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry...” He paused, “-- Hold on. I know you.” Sidney squinted at the man before taking off his sunglasses and pushing them to the top of his head. “Why do I know you? You frequent The Red Poppy? Shrinking Violet?” He listed, “You don’t seem like the type...”

This was going to bother him.

@edgarwayne​