In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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Whimsy set the extra trinkets on the brick half-wall at the edge of the little stairwell. "It looks like they might be a minute." The portal needed Xion and Aqua to activate it. Who knew how long it would take? Who knew how much they'd have to go through just to get it online? So what would the rest of them do while they waited? There was valuable time here...
His gaze flicked to the left. Then to the right. "!" He had an idea. It wasn't much, but it was better than nothing. "The Moogles will supply you for your adventure, kupo-ku! I'll be right back!" His bobble flickered with satisfaction at this idea, and off he flew! This way, that way, and eventually down the street.
It hadn't been very long before Whimsy had returned with a friend. Both of the moogles were up to their poms with their hands full. Several other blanket balls full of items floated magically around them. They divvied up the slew of items into different areas. The blanket clusters floated weightlessly to the floor, opening up to reveal all sorts of stuff inside: some of it with varying uses.
Stiltzkin waved his hand and flicked his pom and the items began to rearrange themselves into order. The different blankets all laid out along the ground were sorted in minutes. One blanket had some medical supplies, another some containers of water and some small rations (they didn't have a lot of food since the Nightfall.) Another, some strange odds and ends that Stiltzkin picked up along his many adventures.
Once the items had all settled into place, Stiltzkin would turn, shifting his weight onto one foot, then the other as he made a half-circle to face the humanoid adventurers. "Please, take what you can use, kupo! The Moogles are grateful that ones more powerful than us can face the darkness and take care of the nitty-gritty to get the worlds back together. We hope it helps, kupo!"
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Last Edit: Feb 17, 2019 16:45:31 GMT -4 by Stiltzkin
Post by Shaizen Latross on Feb 17, 2019 19:59:14 GMT -4
Shaizen walked along the streets of the Marketplace, his head hung a little as he made his way towards the location he had been told he would find the crystal which apparently allowed one to go to other worlds. The thought of such an item intrigued him, though he figured that not just anyone would be able to use it. That would open certain risk for those who had little ability to protect themselves. Still, even if it were usable by just anyone, he doubted that such an artifact would remain unguarded. There was more than likely someone there who would make sure it was used wisely.
As he walked, he could feel his swords on his back moving with him, occasionally catching a glimpse of them as he stepped forward. It was rather strange for him to see the blades strapped with their blades pointing down, the hilts set so that he would have to reach over his shoulder to unsheathe them. Certain realizations from someone he had only recently met made him realize that keeping them strapped the way they were before was more risk within this world.
He lifted his head a little to look forward as he approached his destination, spotting a couple of Moogles set off to the side with what looked like provisions and items set up for use. He hadn’t seen them before in the area, and realized they must be helping to prepare for the quest through the Crystal that Marmadue had told him about. He decided to check it out as he himself, though he had yet to be invited, had decided to join those that would be going through the to wherever it went.
As he approached the Moogles, he would look at some of the items they had laying about. It looked like a smaller version of what the Phoenix Guild would do before an attack on a major Heartless. Interested, he would look up to speak to the floating creatures before him.
“Are these for the those going through the Crystal? I plan to join them myself, and might have need for a potion or two. How much would I owe?”
He would pull his bag off of his shoulders and open it, rummaging around inside to find some munny. He hoped he had enough for at least one, as venturing through the Crystal would mean going somewhere that he had no knowledge of. Even with a group, it would be better to be prepared.