[sub][@PaulHaynek] [@Enkryption] [@The Irish Tree] [@Silverstein] [@Frozen0Titan] [@Rezod92] [@shylarah] [@Crusader Lord] [@Bacon][/sub] The lingering distortions of heat, frost, wind, and spectral residue were gradually siphoned away by sigils embedded deep within the stonework, their glow dimming as they stabilized. Hairline fractures along the courtyard floor sealed themselves with a low, resonant hum. The air—once sharp with ozone, ash, and miasma—slowly evened out, leaving behind only the faintest trace of what had nearly spilled over. The Eon staff that had gathered to meet with the new recruits watched as some of them wandered to orbiting areas around the courtyard, some of the staff even joined them. After a little while, they all gathered back to the central area. Lapis and the crimson scaled Kalos seemed to be getting along, the latter carrying her on her back. A voice made itself known among the group of magus. [color=662d91]”Happy Late Morning, everyone!”[/color] The group would turn to see a man had suddenly appeared behind them. He…seemed to be floating above the grass below with his legs crossed. One arm was resting on his thigh with the other raised in a gesture of greetings. He had a rather cheerful demeanor about him, which was in complete contrast to the professionalism presented by the earlier staff. His long violet hair hung past his back, and his robes suggested he himself was also a magus. Several gradient orbs of various colors floated and emanated around him, they appeared to be some sort of fanfare and hummed with a distinct tune. [color=fff79a]”Oh, ho-hum, a man your age shouldn’t be acting so fatuous.”[/color] Another, clearly more feminine voice could be heard coming from the stairs in front of everyone. The source was a young looking woman with distinct ivory hair that seemed to glimmer in the sunlight. Her eyes were of a deep auburn hue and seemed to shine just as brightly. Her elegant dress was complimented with blue ends and gold adornments. She turned to the group with a warm smile. [color=fff79a]”Please excuse him. You’d think the administrator of this tower would take himself more seriously…”[/color] [color=662d91]”I felt it necessary to ease a little of the tension!”[/color] Replied the violet haired man. The ivory haired woman's statement may have given pause to some of the newcomers: [i]The Administrator of this tower…[/i] Arteus cleared his throat, now standing on the ground, fanfare waved away in a swift motion. [color=662d91]”Seems like everyone's made it to the tower with no issues, both recruits and vets alike. Nice~”[/color] He mused. Brun’s lips curved into a faint, almost apologetic smile. [color=fff79a]”You’ve certainly made an impression,”[/color] she added. [color=fff79a]”On the Tower, if nothing else.”[/color] Her eyes seemed to pass between the four girls who arrived together via teleportation. Arteus folded his arms, sizing up the crowd for a moment. [color=662d91]“My, this is certainly a varied group, if not one easily excited.”[/color] he continued. [color=662d91]“Thankfully, nothing of actual importance was damaged, ‘course I’m fully confident in the structural integrity of this tower. Although, my wish is that you [b]not[/b] test that.”[/color] He said with a small chuckle. He cleared his throat, holding up a fist to his mouth. [color=662d91]“It’s only right that I give a formal introduction. I am Arteus Narrave Irvin, the creator and administrator of Eon Tower - the wonderful establishment you all stand in currently. Some of you I’ve already met in person before, some only through signals and letters. Regardless, it’s a pleasure to see you all here, and you have my gratitude for coming!”[/color] Arteus then looked at the silver haired woman, who walked closer to the group and stood with him. [color=fff79a]”Happy Late Morning. My name is Brunhyldia Amelia Selini. Alongside our eccentric leader here, I will be serving as a manager for Eon, acting as a “Chief of Staff” so to speak. It is a pleasure to meet you, and welcome. ”[/color] She gestured with a polite bow. Some of the recruits who held a decent amount of knowledge with them might’ve heard that surname before. She was the Witch of Chaos, another S-rank who’s magical prowess was known far and wide. The young magus Evelyn excitedly waived at the silver haired woman, apparently pleased at her appearance. [color=662d91]”Alright! Now then, on to brass tacks. You know the “where”, now onto the “what” and “why”. Eon Tower is not a military installation,” [/color] he said. [color=662d91]“Nor is it a sanctuary that shields you from consequence. What defines Eon is that it’s an “arcology” that acts as its own entity separate from the Magus Association. Rather than having to struggle to provide results for researching funding, gaining recognition to receive contracts, access to knowledge, or even access to structured training techniques, we’d like for you to think of Eon as a way to nurture your respective talents at your own pace. In addition to being your home away from home!”[/color] Brun stepped forward slightly. [color=fff79a]“What we expect of you,”[/color] she said gently, [color=fff79a]“is honesty about your limits. Cooperation when it matters. And the wisdom to step back when something is no longer productive.” [/color] Her gaze lingered briefly on the fractured ground before returning to the group. [color=fff79a]“This is not a place that demands heroics at every turn.”[/color] Arteus allowed the silence to settle before continuing. [color=662d91]“Now,”[/color] he said, [color=662d91]“practical matters.”[/color] With a subtle gesture, a section of the wall illuminated as a request board came to life—several notices already affixed, each marked with varying sigils denoting scope, urgency, and risk. [color=662d91]“Eon operates on a request system,”[/color] Arteus explained. [color=662d91]“Some tasks are mundane. Some are… not. You may accept requests alone or in groups. You may decline them entirely. There is no penalty for choosing discretion.”[/color] Childes snorted. [color=a36209]“Plenty of penalties for choosing stupid, though.”[/color] Brun nodded in agreement. [color=fff79a]“You are also not required to act immediately. Rest is permitted. Exploration is permitted. Asking questions is encouraged.”[/color] Elaine added, [color=82ca9d]“For those unfamiliar with Morgenröte, staff can provide directions or escorts. The Tower itself is open to you, save for restricted wings—which are clearly marked. Please don’t test that.”[/color] Kiff raised his hand lazily.[color=2e3192] “And if anyone’s wondering—yes, the rooms are real. Beds included. No, they don’t bite.”[/color] Arteus’s gaze swept the group one last time. [color=662d91]“You have arrived at a crossroads,”[/color] he said. [color=662d91]“Not a trial. Not a judgment. A choice.”[/color] He stepped aside, opening the space rather than closing it. [color=662d91]“Take a request. Tour the city. Familiarize yourselves with the Tower. Speak with one another—or with us. Decide what kind of presence you intend to be here.”[/color] Brun smiled softly. [color=fff79a]“We’ll be nearby.”[/color] As the sun dipped lower and the Tower settled into its evening rhythm, the tension did not vanish—but it changed. The storm had passed. Now came the decisions. [hr] [hr] [center][h3] Current Available Requests [/h3][/center] [hider=The Bad Boy Boars] [color=Dimgray][CENTER] [img]https://i.imgur.com/a3IURWW.png[/img][/CENTER] [table][row][/row][row][cell][center] [hider=Pigs of Culture][img]https://i.imgur.com/njEAUMF.png[/img][/hider] [color=Dimgray][sup]_______________________________________________[/sup][/color][/center] [indent][b]Difficulty[/b]: ⭐ [b]Reward[/b]: 1000G [b]Assigned Reavers[/b] [sup] -- NPC(s):[/sup] [b]Inventory[/b]: None [/indent] [/cell][cell][b]Description[/b] [color=Dimgray][indent] The west back alleyways of The Republic are known to the locals and law enforcement as being the stomping grounds of a certain group of renegade Belua gang. They usually engage in common thievery, strong-arming the locals into their hair-brained schemes, and being general nuisances to the public. The local authorities would usually have no trouble in dealing with them, but because they’re so many of them it’s hard to stamp out their presence entirely. The local authorities have asked for assistance from Eon specifically to deal with them. Of note, the Belua that make up this gang all have characteristics similar to those of wild boars. [/indent][/color] [color=fff79a][b]Brun’s Notes[/b][/color] [color=fff79a][indent] "I’ve heard of this gang of cronies a few times. I’ve never paid any attention to them, only seeing them as a bunch of idiots with too much freetime on their hands. [b]I[/b] personally feel that they should just take up jobs as construction workers or delivery men, just something that would make use of their brawny qualities as a means of contributing to society. Also, it’s obvious that the local authorities have more interests in other cases and are just dumping this on us so that they don’t have to deal with it. Hmph! After all, it’s not like the Association would entertain such nonsense! " [/indent][/color] [/cell][/row][/table][/COLOR] [/hider] [hider=Lost Children] [color=Dodgerblue][CENTER] [img]https://i.imgur.com/FyAjhOF.png[/img][/CENTER] [table][row][/row][row][cell][center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/2KtgaGA.png[/img] [color=Dodgerblue][sup]_______________________________________________[/sup][/color][/center] [indent][b]Difficulty[/b]: ⭐⭐ [b]Reward[/b]: 2000G [b]Assigned Reavers[/b] [sup] -- NPC(s):[/sup] [b]Inventory[/b]: None [/indent] [/cell][cell][b]Description[/b] [color=Dimgray][indent] A couple of the local folk are reporting that their children have gone missing in the underground waterways below Morgenröte. Enough time hasn’t actually passed for the police to conduct a missing person search, but due to the concern of strange creatures being known to appear the parents are insisting that something be done to find the kids as soon as possible. The police state that the creatures that have appeared usually aren’t that dangerous to the populace, attempting to calm the concerns of the folk, but it hasn’t done much to persuade them. Hence, Eon has been requested. A photo of the kids has been provided. [img]https://i.imgur.com/V1bIZoP.jpg[/img] [/indent][/color] [color=fff79a][b]Brun’s Notes[/b][/color] [color=fff79a][indent] "I admit, I had some friends who used to play in that old waterway back when I was little. You’d think they take better care in placing prohibitions from allowing youngsters to play there in the first place. I’ve never heard of anyone running into anything too dangerous down there that I can recall. Then again, I could still use magic even back then, and I presume these kids can’t since it wasn’t mentioned in the report. So, I’d say we should attend this one as soon as possible if we’ve the manpower to spare. Especially since the so-called authorities don’t wish to be of help…" [/indent][/color] [/cell][/row][/table][/COLOR] [/hider]