♪ Our house ♪ in middle of this tree ♪ our house

[npcsofmana]

Who: Everyone
What: The first morning of an adventure begins.
Where: Home
When: Day 1
Other: Be courteous and warn for any of the usuals in your thread subject title if it gets to that point.




You wake up to a serene and idyllic morning.

Outside, a pleasant glow from the sun fills the room including the small crannies in which the beds are tucked. All windows have been latched close, but it's easy to see a gentle breeze ruffling the leaves of branches which loom overhead. Faintly, bird song can be heard from outside. In this place, it'd be a simple matter to close your eyes again and drift back to sleep.

There's simply one problem: this is not where you last went to sleep.

Waking up properly will display not only how the picturesque and cozy little room stands out in stark contrast to where you should be, but that you are sharing this space with someone else. Depending on things, they might be very mundane or very... unusual. Either way, they seem just as bewildered as you are. The good news is that at least all the things you immediately had on you at the time are right nearby the foot of your bed along with what seems like a small gift- a small pouch of some sort of coin. (500 Lucre, although that might not be immediately realized anytime soon.)

Exploring the rest of the house shows it to be otherwise quite empty, except for some writing utensils and paper in what appears to be the study along with basic kitchen tools in, well, the kitchen. There's no food, however, and no decoration. Venturing outside onto the grounds reveals an expansive but not particularly well tended estate including another building that is fairly run down. Attempting to venture down the path from the front door out into the world reveals... well. Nothing. It's a fruitless endeavor.

However, not for long.

Hajime Iwaizumi will be the one to find what appear to be a few discarded children's toy blocks. The Colorblocks immediately seem off in some way, strange even as they should seem inconspicuous. Something about them will compel him to pick them up. The nature of this apparent toy will not be obvious until he ventures near the edge of Home himself. A sound, almost like distant bellchimes, will start to emit from the Colorblocks.

When exposed to the air, suddenly they emit a glow and shoot off into the sky with all the brilliance of a falling star. Its trail is both noticeable and easy to follow, curving an arc through the sky until it falls some distance away... and its impact bursts an aurora of colors through the distant and dimmer sky, encircling the site. As the whirlwind of color fades, what appears to be a town can be just made out...

That is the town of Domina.


Some OOC notes:
➸ Prior to the activation of the Colorblocks, the only books which will be filled out in the Study will be "Artifacts" and "Visitors".
➸ After Domina has been unlocked and some characters have explored the town, "People" and "Locations" will be filled out in the Study as well.
➸ To see who your character is initially rooming with, check the Home page. These rooming assignments are not permanent or mandatory by any means, and characters can change them whenever. Officially letting me know will be present and explained in the next mod post coming in a week's time, but for now we can play it relaxed and loose. Just don't burn down the tree in the meantime.

Comments

[orbislife]

Zenyatta hums in thought. It seems he has met a kindred spirit.

"I am in agreement. I have not been able to channel energy or pass into the Iris since I awoke here. Both are abilities I can readily do where I am from. But a past injury of mine has also been repaired. It is fortunate for I would not have been able to leave my bed without it."

Not without incredible and embarrassing difficulty. The first thing he did trying to leave the bed was fall to the floor. "Do the whispers sound friendly?" Perhaps they are responsible some of the changes.

[green_jesus]

"Hmm... I see."

Thinking about the whispers, Thrall listened for a brief moment before nodding. "They seem... curious, to why we are here, if I can so readily surmise. This world seems wild, unformed, but..."

He made a thoughtful face. "Perhaps I am overthinking it. Not all whispers of the elements are so readily interpreted."

[orbislife]

"It could be something worth investigating, and I would like the spirits to be at ease with our presence."

If they are not responsible for bringing them to this place, maybe they may know of entities who could. And Zenyatta is one for being nice to others in general. He would like to be friends if possible.

"Have you been to the study yet? Not all the books are blank."

[green_jesus]

"As would I," said Thrall with a agreeable nod.

"I have not yet, but I will go there after I dine. It seems like the next place to go after all. May I also ask a question? I have naught seen a race like yours before, outside the Gnomish inventions or the creations of the Titans. Would you be so kind to enlighten me?"

[orbislife]

Zenyatta was going to mention the book with sentences about everyone who has arrived thus far, but hearing a familiar name in a difference context and the question changes Zenyatta's mind. Thrall will discover that in time.

"So you have Titans as well... though I think the Titans I know differ." The Titans are giant mechas that had their peaceful purpose turned to warfare during the Omnic Crisis. However, they were not created by gnomes. Swedish Dwarves on the other hand... They are more like very big tools and not very big beings.

"But returning to your question, I am an Omnic."

[green_jesus]

"We have them after a fashion. They were said to have created Azeroth, the land I was born in," explained Thrall.

"An Omnic. I see, quite the name for such a interesting sounding species," said Thrall with a nod. "Well then, you have a friend, Zenyatta, in Thrall."

[orbislife]

There is another similarity between the two, but that confirms that they are different than machines from world. If Zenyatta could smile, he would be, but hopefully his voice will make up for the lack of expressions.

"And you have a friend in me."

[green_jesus]

Thrall chuckled a little as he nodded. "A good thing then. So, what is your world like, might I ask?"

[orbislife]

"My world is full of wonder and sadness. Tensions between humans and Omnics have risen again, and others try to either profit from or encourage violence."

Without knowing what Thrall's world is like, this seems like an explanation that could be grasped easier. Zenyatta has answered enough questions about what he is to know that there are huge gaps in technology among those present.

"But there are still those who strive to make the world better."

[green_jesus]

"I see." Thrall said, with a nod and a thoughtful folding of his arms.

"My world is similar. So many undiscovered wonders, the echos of great beings resound in my world. And tensions flare between the Alliance and Horde at great cost." He explained.

"But like your world, there are champions, heroes, who rise up to defend the world from its troubles. Champions of the Alliance and the Horde, and both strive to save Azeroth time and time again."

[orbislife]

More things they have in common. The universe is a mysterious place, but patterns may exist among the differences. Zenyatta wishes that not everyone shares this kind of conflict in their worlds.

"It saddens me that there is so much conflict in both worlds, but I am glad that there is also hope. I believe the connections we make with one another are what will truly bring peace and understanding in the end. 'Just as ripples spread out when a single pebble is dropped into water, the actions of individuals can have far-reaching effects.'"

[green_jesus]

"What a peaceful statement, and yet one with such empathy behind it," said Thrall thoughtfully. "You are a very thoughtful person, Zenyatta."

He smiled. "The Pandaren have a similar saying too, that the smallest stone can shine the most majestic of the fish."

[orbislife]

"A wise man once said that, but I feel the sentiment is eternal. As does yours, even if I do not fully understand the reference. Do stones cause fish to shine in your world?"

Zenyatta wonders if he is being too literal with the saying or if there is something lost in translation. Translation, what an interesting thought. He understands more than one language, but what are the chances all these different worlds speak the same language? They can understand each other without difficulty. How mysterious.

[green_jesus]

"Perhaps in time, yes. There are tales of shining fish in Outlands at least," said Thrall with a smile.

"Perhaps our worlds are more similar in many regards?"

[orbislife]

Zenyatta laughs, not at Thrall, but at the realization that Zenyatta once had the same reaction to one of Mondatta's more figurative sayings. He had understood he intention of the saying, but he tried to pick apart the words too much and ended up befuddling the meaning. Although... he also half suspected Mondatta was trying to make fun of him at the time.

"Perhaps so." Zenyatta looks up to the tree they sit by. "Have you ever seen a tree of this size? I do not think one large enough to house us all exists in my world. Not a natural one."

[green_jesus]

"I have seen something similar, some time ago." said Thrall, looking up to Home for a long moment.

"While not a home, there lays a tree called Nordrassil, grown by Illidan Stormrage thousands of years ago. Over it rests a magic pool of water that was drawn from the Well of Eternity. Nordrassil, as well as its sister world tree Teldrassil, are both Night Elf trees in a sense. Teldrassil would be the closest thing to this tree, as it is big enough to host an entire city in the branches, so overgrown the canopy is that whole temples to Elune are built."

[orbislife]

"A tree large enough to hold a city... That is amazing." Zenyatta tries to imagine the Nepalese village at the base of the Shambali temple being supported by a tree instead of a mountain. It stretches his imagination, and that is only a village, not a city. Still, he would love to watch the sunrise and see the light filter through the leaves. The view must be wonderful.

He mulls over the names Thrall gives for the trees. "Is there a tree called 'Yggdrasil?'" The name is similar to the others.

[green_jesus]

"Unfortunately not," said Thrall, shaking his head. "But there were many other world trees before some were destroyed, or left alone."

[orbislife]

"There are old stories about a tree named 'Yggdrasil.' I thought perhaps there was another similarity between our worlds." Zenyatta does not sound disappointed. It was just curiosity. "But they do sound alike."

[green_jesus]

"It very well may be that Night Elf Culture is inspired by the same stories about your own tree," said Thrall thoughtfully.

"It would be interesting to read up on."

[orbislife]

Zenyatta nods slightly and adds, "It would be difficult to do so here. Most of the books in the library are full of blank pages. It is very curious."

[green_jesus]

"Mm. The books may be enchanted to open up knowledge after completing tasks then," said Thrall. "There are magically ensorelled books in my world, which reveal their contents after some event is completed. And the Discs of Norgannon are but one of these kinds of artifacts."

[orbislife]

"How interesting. It may be worth checking as time goes by."

It is something that Zenyatta would volunteer to do if such tasks do occur. He does not have the same needs as others do, so he has more time for things such as this. And checking all the books does take a lot of time.

[green_jesus]

"It would be."

Chuckling, Thrall added, "And it gives us more reason to explore this world in its entirety."

[orbislife]

"I will have to let others start that journey. I have practice I must do beforehand." Zenyatta wiggles a foot to imply that he needs to work more on walking instead of floating. He does not want to be a liability should there be danger.