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Hey, there. Myst here, as you've probably guessed. Can't exactly write in other people's bios, can you? But, you're probably reading this for a reason, so I'll get to it.

I prefer high-Casual and Advanced games, in a medieval, fantasy or sci-fi setting, because that's the sort of nerd I am.

I'm a thinker - I've thought a lot on certain things, and am firm in my beliefs. So you could ask me what I thought about a good few things and I could give a well-reasoned answer. Or a less reasoned answer based on my morals.

TheCharactersOfMyst - This is my storage for past and present characters, and where I might occasionally go for nostalgia and/or recycling a character I've used before.

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I’ve spoken to Drake; I know what he’s doing. I’m going to work that into my next post.
So, for future reference; if I end a post in a variation of ‘What would you like to do?’ or ‘Is there something you’d like to do?’, etcetera, this is an indication to please let me know in the OOC first. I won’t expressly say no to anything unless it defies all logic (i.e., I stab Sebastian), in which case you... need to explain to me why you’re gonna stab one of the characters that you are going to be paid for keeping him alive. You can do so in private messages or in OOC, just explain. Or else I’ll veto it. If you’re going to be murder hobos, at least be deep murder hobos.

The reason behind this is that whatever you do could provoke an immediate response from another character, be it NPCs, or your fellow players. In future, a chain of these might just result in us using google docs or something to write a collab.
Party Members
Caw | Rogue 1 | 9/9 +3
Vaal Storm-Touched | Sorcerer 1 | 7/7 +3
Magdar Ironheart | Cleric 1 | 12/12 +3
Norixius Surina | Barbarian 1 | 14/14 +3
Rhaeyla Voll | Monk 1 | 10/10 +3

Sebastian N. | NPC Fighter 1 | 11/11 +3
Cassandra N. | NPC Druid 1 | 9/9
Lucian | Horse, Riding | Healthy
Sylvana | Horse, Riding | Healthy


“Do you also sing?”

Cassandra doesn’t respond, for a time - not until she realises that she’s the one being addressed. She shakes her head and sighs, though she smiles slightly. “Not for many years, and certainly not with Sebastian’s skill. My brother has always possessed much more musical talent than I.” She glances over at him, and then lowers her voice, even as she switches to Celestial, so that the rest of your party cannot hear. “𝑰𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆, 𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝑩𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒔, 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓-”

She cuts herself off, eyes widened and lips pressed together tightly. She had come close, there - close to letting on one of the many things that she and Sebastian had tried so hard to conceal. Instead, she looks to the other side of her horse, her cheeks flushed, and occupies herself with unbraiding and then braiding her hair. That conversation was over.



“Look, Caw. I heard one of the farmers in our village say they saw the most beautiful orchard here, and that there were flower fields right next to it. Wouldn’t that be lovely to see?”

Sebastian looks over his shoulder. “An orchard? Was this farmer perhaps referring to the orchards of Emilia Honeydew? Her skill with plants and herbs is second to none - save perhaps the Archdruids’. Some say she has been blessed - and certainly, the wines she produces are deserving of the gods… you needn’t worry about diverting our path. This road will take us straight through Madam Honeydew’s lands. We’ll be there in a few hours.”



Time passes…
• Due to your slow pacing, no rest is needed. Sebastian presses you onward, though he dismounts so that one person may ride on his stead; in favour of Rhaeyla or Caw, but anyone can climb up.
• Cassandra remains on her mount, though any Small creature could also climb on without causing Sylvanna discomfort.
Vaal’s Mage Armour shimmers, fizzles, and fades away… 8 hours have passed.



Some time in the late afternoon, you pass through a small wood, the road cutting through it like a scar. The autumn air, though it had warmed up during the day, begins to cool once again as the sun descends towards the west; a pleasant golden glow, beckoning you onward. Truly, it seems like even mature wishes to celebrate the end of your journey. Or perhaps it celebrates the beginning?

You emerge from the trees, and before you all is a wondrous sight. Rows upon rows of trees and bushes and vines, each branch heavy with fruits of every kind - apples, oranges, grapes, even a few you can’t identify at a glance. Scattered around you, and equally abundant, are flowers from climates that are vastly different from this one - how are they even growing here? Even the twins seem taken aback by this; their eyes dart about, drinking in the view. And, in the distance, a shapeless grey and brown mix tells you that you have almost arrived at your destination. Greenrest is within reach.

Is there anything you would like to do?
@Tangletail No comment.
Imma writing something for that. Don’t worry, I’ve got a work around.
@Tangletail Appreciated but unnecessary. If I can find somewhere to sit then I’ll (probably) be able you get something for y’all.
Good to know, Vertigo!

I do have a bit of bad news for you guys; my laptop’s internet connection has quite literally broken; so... I’m gonna be limited for the next few days. I’m expecting a new PC soon, so hopefully I won’t be out of commission for too long; I’ll try to keep things going, but I’m limited to my iPhone rn.
Hey, @Vertigo, everything alright? Or are you still working on a post?
Yo, @Eleven, how'd you get that font? I might want to steal it.
Also, if you guys want to claim 'marching order' points, please do.

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