Event | Landfall | Bresilyk | Aihsohlow

[ironwood]

Characters: Any and all!
Date: December 3 - 11, 2013
Location: Aihsohlow, Bresilyk (landfall)
Situation: Tu Vishan makes landfall at the winterbound republic of Bresilyk!
Warnings/Rating: Please include warnings in comment subject lines

OOC Post | Approved Items | Special Gifts
Aihsohlow | Phorezton | Markutte | Countryside

The starting point of landfall and the smallest port of importance in all the republic. All visitors will have a fish mark stamped on their tin visa if they are granted access here. The homes here are sturdy and built to withstand the harsh sea winds, though the dome has rendered their sturdiness largely irrelevant as the years pass. Fish represent the primary theme of food, with preserved and smoked renditions a commodity often sent for trade to others towns. Local authorities will ask for the tin card visa of each visitor upon first sight, verifying the information with some scrutiny before handing it back and allowing them to continue onwards. There are some auctions held here, with the items obtained often showing signs of recovery from the ocean floor by diving parties in search of fish to net.

Customs | Settlement | Auctions | Harvest Haul | Other

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OTHER

[ironwood]

Few stray animals are seen wandering the streets, but there are dozens of different fish species and other marine life in the waters, each and every one adapted to the low temperatures. Older residents are often seen scattering dried seaweed off the edge of the pier and holding the occasional one-sided conversation with the schools that surface for the feeding. Aihsohlow itself is mostly clean, but there is a fishy smell that permeates everything here.

Jack Frost > OTA

[wintershepherd]

Jack has come in from the chilly winter wonderland between the domes, preferring Aihsohlow for its nearness to the sea, for the cooler temperature than Markutte and the openness over Phorezton where the wind had mildly complained. He's pleased to have run into many of the kedan he's become well acquainted with and delighted when one of his younglings, the small girl named Corele, begs her parents to be allowed to hang out with the winter spirit for a few hours while they trade their wares.

Now they're sitting on the pier, legs dangling over the edge as they watch the fisherman and the boats. Jack's acquired them a picnic basket and they nibble on slices of fruit, savoury smoked fish and nibs of cheese. Baby Tooth has rejoined them after her exploratory flight around the dome and Corele is sitting in Jack's lap, chattering on about her upcoming birthday and showing off her new shade of blue hair she's just learned how to shift.

[backwordscompatible]

Okay, that was just too cute.

Big Brother!Jack was easily the most adorable of all Jacks. Even Zatanna had to smile, despite her wariness when it came to small children. There was no signs of wariness now, however, as she hung back for a few and watched the little girl in his lap tell him all the stories. She couldn't hear what they were actually saying, but it didn't matter.

"Aren't you going to introduce me to the newest girl in your life, Jack?" With a wink, she eventually came over to sit beside him, offering the tiny kedan a warm smile in greeting. "What's your name, sweetie?"

[wintershepherd]

"I thought I'd at least wait until the honeymoon was over," the spirit teased in response to Zatanna's question. Jack smiled, picking up the paring knife to cut into a new melon so he could offer Zatanna some as well as he watched.

"I'm Coree," the girl said, giving her nickname. "My hair is blue today! And I maded ripplies on my skin!" she turned to show off her cheek which did indeed bear a pretty pattern, like the bottom of a swimming pool in the sunlight.

[backwordscompatible]

She accepted the melon with a gracious smile, popping it into her mouth as she watched Coree demonstrate both her colorful hair decisions as well as the unique designs to her skin. Strangely enough, she found herself much more at ease when discussing her more supernatural habits than if this had been talk about the weather.

"Very cool." It wasn't patronizing, either. "You pull both looks off better than I ever could."

[wintershepherd]

Jack snorted a little in amusement at Zatanna's choice of words, but Corele saw nothing wrong with the compliment and pinked with a little giggle. The winter teen smiled indulgently, cutting another slice for the girl and a much smaller one for Baby Tooth, who also chirped greeting.

"Corele's mom and dad had some selling to do," he explained. "So she's hanging out with Baby Tooth and I today."

[backwordscompatible]

In return, Zatanna gave him a not-so-discreet nudge of her shoulder while simultaneously pretending to ignore him. She'd gotten quite good at that particular skill over the last year.

"You have no idea how hard it is to book this guy, with how popular he is around here. Forget about one-on-one time. You're a lucky girl today, Coree. I'm almost a little jealous."

Baby Tooth fluttered over to her, in between nibbling on her own treat. Zatanna glanced up, offering the tiny fairae a small pat on the head.

"You too."

[cantbewalled]

Prussia had been keeping to himself more lately, but despite that, he couldn't not check out the domes on land and what they had to offer. Last time they had docked, lots of weird things had happened but this place reminds him a bit too much of certain overgrown eastern European countries during the old days.

His little bird flew off and toward the docks while he was deciding if he wanted to buy some food, so he followed after him, wondering what had gotten into the fluffy thing this time. He didn't expect to see a familiar white head sitting on the dock with a little kid in his lap. He doesn't talk--he can't, and nothing he's done has fixed that--but his footsteps should be loud enough to be heard. The little bird is heading right for the little girl's head and Prussia would like to grab him before he startles her.

[wintershepherd]

It's actually Baby Tooth who intercepts the bird, sun catching off her bright feathers as she darts into the air, wings spread like a opalescent barrier, holding up both hands in a "whoa stop" motion to the incoming avian, chirping emphatically.

Jack looked up at the footsteps and gave a smile and a half wave, the other arm keeping Corele from leaning too far over the edge of the pier. "Hey Gilbert."

[cantbewalled]

The bird just happened to like the blue hair--he'll nest in just about anything--but he stops short, flapping his wings in surprise at the little Tooth. He chirps back at her, wanting to know what she stopped him.

Prussia just raises a hand in a wave of his own before reaching out and scooping the bird out of the air into his palm. The yellow bird chirps, Prussia glares, and then sits him back on his head, effectively grounding him. The little yellow bird is not pleased but doesn't move, his chirping sounding much less cheery.

That handled, Prussia turns his attention back to Jack and motions with his hands toward the dock and then to the sea. There's a kind of question in his movements.

[wintershepherd]

Baby Tooth flies over and lands lightly on Prussia's other shoulder, her wings fluttering and soon the two winged ones have something of a conversation going on.

Jack glances out to the sea and then back again, with a smile. "Just enjoying the view. Tu Vishan may be a turtle but there's something nice about seeing the ocean like this."

Arthur Curry | OTA

[relentlesstide]

[If anyone seems to feel at home here in this little port town, it's one Arthur Curry, who seems to be in better spirits than he has been lately since his wife's disappearance. He's bare-chested in the nippy weather; the cold has never bothered him any, and really, the briskness is almost nice, reminding him of Atlantis at the bottom of the ocean and snowy Alaska all at once.

He takes to the pier right away, bringing a handful of dried seaweed with him after watching some of the older people doing it, and he can be found kneeling there and scattering seaweed crumbs for the fish, conversing with them like some of the natives - except his conversations aren't so one-sided. Occasionally he'll take a larger chunk of the seaweed and chew on it himself.] I see why you all like this stuff. Ah? Maybe I will go for a swim...

I couldn't resist

[bludhavenknight]

[Dick has been... everywhere, really. And he just keeps on exploring. He didn't want to go out this far, to see what was on the pier, but he didn't want to end up regretting not going to see everything there was to see.

He's bundled up, though. It's freezing, here, and he can't imagine what it's like underwater. Still, he wasn't too surprised to see Mr. Curry...Aquaman...Arthur... also here. He was a little. Okay, a little weird, but he could talk to fish, so it was normal.]

I can see why people could get the impression that you were a little nuts. [He walks a little closer, but also keeping a respectful distance.]

[relentlesstide]

[He dips his feet into the water as he hears Dick approach, scattering the last of his handful of seaweed. The little fish gather around him in a swarm to snatch up bits of it, unafraid of and unbothered by the man talking with them.]

Just because you can't hear them doesn't mean they don't have voices. [He points out mildly, dipping his fingers in the water and letting a couple of the baby fish nibble at them.] What have you been up to?

[bludhavenknight]

[He waits another moment, and then walks out. He didn't want to scare the fish away, so he takes off his shoes and socks (holy freezing feet Batman!), and cautiously dips his feet into the water.

He won't be able to do it for long, but the fish could probably use some variety.]

You're right, I spoke too soon on it. [He gives a nod, a small smile on his face.] I've gone sledding and checking out auctions, mostly. But most of the time, I'm dealing with little dramas happening with people I know, with other people I know.

[relentlesstide]

[He looks mildly amused as Dick starts to take off his shoes and dips his feet into the water. The cold doesn't bother an Atlantean at all, but Dick isn't Atlantean. Still, the fish gather around to check out the new person and nibble at his toes curiously.] Don't give yourself frostbite. Take it from someone who knows, it's not fun to lose one of your limbs. [Even if he occasionally misses the harpoon.]

Ah? What sorts of drama?

[apologiesmyking]

[Kaldur stands back for a minute or two watching Arthur as he converses with the fish. It's refreshing to be in a place this cold. Snow is not something Atlantis has, but the chill is always more comfortable to him than the warmth of the summer months in the United States.

He steps closer finally, chuckling as he listens to Arthur.] They enjoy your company as always.

[relentlesstide]

[It is refreshing; Arthur is enjoying the cold as well, more at home in it than the heat. Nothing will be ever be Atlantis but this is a little bit closer. When he hears Kaldur, he glances up and smiles a little, motioning for him to join him on the pier.] They enjoy the company of any two-fin who comes bearing food. [He offers him a piece of the dried seaweed to feed to the gathered fish below if he wants.]

[apologiesmyking]

I am sure there is more to it than that. [But he does accept the dried seaweed and kneels down at the edge of the docks besides Arthur. He tears a piece and crumbles it in his hand to toss into the ocean beneath them.]

You care. It is not just food, but the sense of security that animals can feel from their allies. They trust you to treat them with respect.

[relentlesstide]

[The fish scramble for the bits of seaweed, one even leaping out of the water and splashing back down into it. Arthur just laughs at them and sprinkles in a bit more of his seaweed.] That one, at least, is all about the food.

They seem to like you too. [The little fish don't seem to show any fear of people as they gather around; they've been fed on these piers for a while by the older natives.]

Seaside, closed to Eren

[strategisch]

The day Asti made port at Bresilyk, Armin regained his sight.

That was a momentous occasion on its own. For awhile, the light was almost as blinding as the darkness, and it took some getting used to again. But he was too overjoyed to be irritated. He took Eren around the house, finally able to properly explain all the devices in their suite to him. Then he took him out to the wood sector, and introduced him to everything there too.

That's when he began to hear, in chatter amongst the Kedan, that they had made landfall. Curious, he questioned a few of them about it. He had learned in passing that Tu Vishan did occasionally meet with the continent, but he didn't know that actual people (at least, other sentient beings) lived there and thrived. And they were allowed to visit?

Ir took a full day to convince Eren to go with him, but it was worth the badgering. All he had to do was agree to wear full gear if they went, which he would have done regardless. They procured a gift, and left the next morning.

There was a gate open in the walls that surrounded the shell of the Turtle where people were now gathering to come and go. For the first time, he was able to see the rim of it's shell, and one of it's gargantuan flippers... By the Walls, they really were floating about in the ocean on the back of some giant creature.

Armin was so flabbergasted by the sight that he had to pause on the docks, before they even reached customs.

[andallbite]

And good thing Armin finally had regained his sight; for Eren, only a few days had passed, but the more time went on, the more he was beginning to feel awful for him. It was only by Armin's insistence that he didn't go out and try to do anything about it—if he were to ever figure out what to do about it. Could there have been anything? Honestly, he had no idea. Fortunately, that what-if didn't matter anymore—he was just happy to see his friend back to normal again.

... Only for something new to crop up, it seemed. Truth be hold, Eren was already feeling perplexed by just about everything around him. The more Armin explained to him, the more lost he was; everything was so new, so foreign, he felt out of his element and wondered if there was ever any hope of getting accustomed to anything. So, this "landfall"—what was that supposed to mean?

Armin insisted on going, and in the end, Eren wasn't going to let him head on alone. Maybe... it would be worth checking out, in the end.

And so, Eren follows behind him as they head out, both decked out in their gear (because who knew what was out there, anyway). Once they began to reach the edge of Keeliai, Eren begins to focus even more on their surroundings in awe and wonder; all of this, was... well, in its own way, kind of amazing.

It was even more so the moment they passed through the gate.

"What the..." Eren murmurs his shock aloud, pausing for only a few moments behind Armin before taking slow, tentative steps forward again. "What is all this?"

[strategisch]

"It's Asti," Armin replies, low and somewhat reverently, "the land that we live on, on the back of a giant turtle. Surely you've heard people mention it."

Yet he doesn't sound like he was entirely sure himself. Now though, there's nothing to deny. He walks to the edge of he dock, and kneels down, staring curiously at the white-capped water lapping at the supports, covered in barnacles, algae and seaweed. It's very clear due to how cold it is, and he can see small fish dart about and multicolored crabs scuttle around on the sandy floor. The briny smell is overwhelming.

Looking to either side, the coast goes on forever. On nearby beaches the tide rolls in lazily on sluggish waves. Armin pauses, then grins nervously as he gets to his feet and breaks into a run. Screw the boarder police-- they'll get to them later. He wasn't interested in the port quite yet. He wanted to see the ocean.

[andallbite]

He slowly nods halfheartedly, but who's to say he truly understands? It's pretty easy to brush that off as a bunch of bullshit—it still is, if anything, because who's to say this wasn't just beyond this wall the whole time?

There's so much to take in at once—it felt almost impossible to try to figure out where to start. This "Asti" thing, the prominent smell of salt, the crystal clear waters that stretch as far as the eye could see... Eren was so engrossed in the scenery before them that he almost didn't notice Armin bolt it.

"—Armin?" Eren snaps his head back in his direction, but he's already run off too far. Not wanting to be left behind, he starts in a run after him. "Hey, Armin! Wait up!"

[strategisch]

"Well, hurry up then!"

How often was it that it was Eren chasing down Armin, and not the other way around? It was like a reversal of their childhood. He leapt down from the docks and into the sand, losing his footing for a moment in the wet muck.

The water lapped at his boots, and he could feel how icy-cold it was through them. How positively odd! All around him were little-- rocks? But they were strangely shaped and colored. He'd look at them more closely in a second, but first, he had to...

He knelt down again, carefully on the balls of his feet so he wouldn't get his clothes wet and freeze to death, and cupped some numbingly-cold water into his hands to drink.

Which he promptly spat out. Dramatically.

"That's terrible!"