Odyssey Investigations: AEAEA - Chapter 1 - The Case of the Spirit-Painted Exhibition

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TRANSMISSION ONE RECEIVED. KEY ACCEPTED.
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MY
IT HAS BEEN A WHILE
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WE WERE ONCE
SO DELIGHTED
TO MEET YOU
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OUR PATHS HAVE CROSSED
MANY TIMES
MANY TIMES
TOO MANY TIMES
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AEAEA
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WE SHALL START AGAIN
THERE
AT THE BEGINNING
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About Aeaea:
Odyssey Investigations: Aeaea follows the success of Rose's Investigations format in a slightly more serious tone, and is set in the world of Awards Killing Game: Odyssey. This will be an interim game that will serve as a narrative prelude to Winter Living Game. I have been encouraged to pursue this angle before jumping into a full-fledged, months long pursuit, and unintentionally ended up with another full-fledged, months long pursuit. Fortunately.... I don't need to do much more for this one to occur.

If you are unfamiliar with either AKGO or Investigations, I encourage you to read some of the game threads, found in the Awards Archives and Mindless Junk, respectively.

The Investigations format involves a group of people shitposting roughly in tandem to try and solve a loosely-improvised murder mystery with NPCs, and a map. It functions similar to a KG Day phase, particularly the Day 0 structure, without any formal action submission (except at the end of the game). Players investigate rooms on the map in the thread, and talk with NPCs in-character to solve the mystery afoot, all the while sometimes causing untold destruction. Hopefully there will be less of that!

I intend to build upon this format and add some new mechanics, ultimately allowing the story of Odyssey to progress further prior to Winter Living Game.

There will be a chat for the game, in the AKGO Discord Server. If you require a link, ask myself or one of the other hosts for one.

Schedule/Session One Mechanics:

• Investigations is a collaborative game that allows a closed group of players to solve mysteries together through in-character investigations of a scenario.
• If you are not a chosen player, please scroll to the Spectators section. You can still participate in other ways.
• This game will roughly have two game "sessions", of length similar to a KG day phase.
• In Session One, once the game thread is opened, "Chapter 0" will occur, wherein all players are introduced in-character to the setting formally.
  • In this phase, players explore the map and interact with NPCs prior to any mystery occurring, similar to a KG day phase.
  • Characters can familiarize themselves with the game world naturally, build rapport, or potentially find clues or other lore that may become relevant later.
  • Chapter 0 will last for roughly 24 hours, or sooner if the players will it. In the narrative, the time elapsed will be much shorter.
• After Chapter 0 ends, important events occur that set the mystery into motion officially. You will all be tasked with solving this mystery until the session ends.
• Other mechanics:
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  • In the game's server, as well as a channel for group discussion, all players will be given access to a private channel for 1-on-1 host communication, as well as joint private channels (wherein you can add anyone from the game) upon request.
  • Spectators will be allowed to view and discuss the game in their own channel, similar to KG's Ghost Chat. See below for more details.
• The overall goal of this game is to solve every mystery you encounter, and above all, have fun with it. There are some side goals detailed in the next session that may compel you to do your best or go out of your way to explore certain things.

New Mechanics:
As stated above, I intend to flesh out the investigations format slightly.

• Session Zero:
  • A Session Zero was used to coordinate RPs and Roles, prior to the game beginning.
• Roles:
  • Each person's RP will have a role that reflects their natural abilities and can be used to assist with the mystery. These roles are simple, delegated to bullet points, and may be used once per session and submission. These roles match your RPs, and balance the mystery I've written around them.
  • Each person's RP will also have one Primary Objective and 2-3 Secondary Objectives that gel with their chosen character. You can give me a rough guideline for what your character might want to do, but ultimately, you will not know what your objectives are until you receive your role.
    • All players must complete their role's Primary Objective to achieve the best "ending". These objectives do not conflict with each other. Revealing them is up to you, but can only occur after the game has formally begun.
    • These objectives will not benefarious or murderous, but that doesn't mean each player's goals will be entirely aligned, outside of mystery solving. Similar to a KG role, the point of these objectives is to provide slightly more direction for each character in the story.
      • An example objective may be "Ensure the Art Exhibition is experienced by all VIPs, no matter what".
    • Completing Secondary Objectives is optional, but doing so may enhance your character's experience or motivations, and they might grant you bonus hints, special NPC interactions, or other lore.
      • Secondary Objectives may conflict with other players'. For instance, if two people have a "win the scavenger hunt" objective, then only one can reasonably achieve this. The other person's will be marked as "completed", but they will not receive the bonus it grants.
      • The number of Secondary Objectives completed will enhance a certain aspect of Winter Living Game for all of its future players, so its advised to complete these as much as you can!
• While Investigations had submissions, they were mostly to deal with a finale-type ending. In this game, there will be a submission period between the first and second sessions. You will be able to submit minor actions, like a KG night phase, to both accomplish your objectives and influence what you see in testimony for the second session.
• As mentioned, there will be two sessions. The story will directly continue from the first session with your actions from it, and your submission, in mind. You do not have to solve the first mystery in the first session. However, by the end of both sessions, all mysteries should be solved to achieve a "good" ending.

Players/Spectators:

• If you are not @Fun With Despair, @Lin Beifong, @Koyanskaya, @Lakituthequick, @Nathan Fielder, @Roserade, @Turboo, or myself, please do not post here until the game concludes. Please use the discord server for discussion.
• Spectators may use the spectator channel in that server to discuss the game. Please avoid sharing theories with the players participating. This may result in a kick or ban.
• For fun, Spectators will be able to vote on who they believe is behind each case. This will not have any tangible effect on the game, but you can brag about it afterward.

Session One will begin Apr 11, 2025 at 7:00 PM .
All transmissions have been decoded. Please wait warmly.

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Periodically, this post will be updated with important profiles. Please see the Glossary in the #aeaea-conference channel for additional information.

Dr. Soleil Baskerforge Aldrich Ethos Cassia Lonicera Valerie Knotweed CYMK Moh Dhurvakt Otto Dazmuna Storm DeMorge

• Dr. Soleil Baskerforge. Astronomy. The doctor of the island, a Stellaric/Telluric physician who believes time can heal most wounds, so she simply borrows a bit more to speed things up. Her bright and sunny attitude can cheer up anyone, but her tired smile lacks a little warmth of its own.

• Aldrich Ethos Engineering/Archaeology. The concierge of Cascade Resort who controls a small cohort of Aquatic Golems that are animated with arcane masks. He thinks everyone else he's ever hired is incompetent, and has all but supplanted the hotel staff with his team of golems. He's been around a while. As a magical engineer, he is highly adept at artifact (and sticker) analysis, and regularly deals with curators in the field.

• Cassia Lonicera Agriculture. A renowned herbalist chef with a noble background who runs her own business: Cassia's Stellar Cakes. She accompanies her signature herbal tea blends with complimentary magical cakes and breads. She has Telluric propogation powers and can swiftly extend vines of various herbs from her arms. Much unlike her tea, she can be quick to boil.

• Valerie Knotweed Engineering. Valerie has scuttled to the top of the world's most renowned ecologists, focusing her studies and wildlife excursions on invasive species, such as the Findelo-native terrichinoderm, a parasite that feeds off a person's energy. While shy and socially inept with people, she excels in animal communication and her own magical trap engineering, and can ensnare any creature, big or small. Has lost one of her recent catches.

• CYMK Art Exhibition. A modest deinos artist from Findelo. Specialises in graffiti art under his tag CYMK, but when he's not traveling with his crew and being commissioned for public street art, he's been trying to make it big in other professional art spaces. He takes no credit for his gallery work, owing it all to spirits he resonates with. Having partnered with a few galleries before, CYMK's exhibition won out as the "art feature" of this year's conference, and he's been invited to AEAEA to display his most recent work, alongside some of his others, and the hotel's artifacts. He can see the primary color of someone's "spirit".

• Moh Dhurvakt Astronomy/Energy. A silent mountain who hails from the land of Noktmathi, the nation above the clouds. Was once the chief astronomist researching Sargasso Vermelha, prior to its disappearance. His stoic attitude is lost when he talks passionately about the stars and the Astral Plane. Like many in Noktmathi, chooses to identify with Somatic, rather than Stellaric or Thallassic resonance powers.

• Otto Dazmuna Energy. A reclusive energy tycoon raised who can never chill out. Storm refers to him as his "Uncle", after a fateful encounter a few years ago warmed his cold heart, and now he has a substantial stake in Storm's business. Rumors of him being an underworld "fixer" have never quite been resolved. Having revolutionized long-term arcana storage, he grows increasingly paranoid. He spends most of his time ordering services to his room and in the Ramura Wing Penthouse. His "staff" is a revolver that fires bullets of ice.

• Storm DeMorge Agriculture. Returning from AKGO with a new outlook on life and a company of his own, called Storm's Brewing. After his father's estate was dispersed, he ended up a lot less well off than expected, and changed his name formally, no longer anyone's Jr. After a few years of running a bar in Pysgydia, continuing to build up his own tastes and establish connections, he was eventually able to partner with international distilleries, allowing him to carefully craft his own range of non-magical beers, ciders, and mixers. He's hired Garett as his personal assistant, their shared fates as failed KG hosts tying them together once more.

 

[GBA]

Narrative Overview (many words)

This story will take place three years after the conclusion of Awards Killing Game: Odyssey.

Following the disappearance of the otherworldly comet Sargasso Vermelha and subsequent international investigation into Solomon DeMorge and the Fallen Lotus' dealings, the sphere of magecraft continues to quietly decline in the world of Naos.

Once Solomon's demise became public knowledge, Starline Cruises went into administration, sending all of its former workers into different directions. Some of DeMorge's loyalists remain in hiding, or have vanished mysteriously, while others have publicly denounced him in a bid for power or influence. Aside from disappearances of key suspects known only to intelligence agencies, no incidents directly linked to the Fallen Lotus have reported occurring in the time since, and investigations into their dealings have ceased as their influence has ever-shrunken.

Unfortunately, to defy fate and pronounce truth, one must disperse countless falsehoods.
Despite all that has occurred, conspiracies and misinformation surrounding the incident and Maseon as a whole yet run rampant.

However, for nearly all survivors involved in the incident, the once turbulent waters of destiny have settled for about two years, and life has proceeded.

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Once more, in the paradise of Findelo, the biannual Astronomy, Energy, Agriculture, Engineering and Archeaology conference, or AEAEA, is occurring in the late winter months. Despite being an archipelago of various tropical islands in the Nospsific Ocean, the weather in this season is far more temperate. And, following the last few years of magical controversy, the mood is poised to match.

As a magic trade exposition, the AEAEA conference showcases the latest developments in magical goods and services, artifact curation, hybridised science and technology, and more. Exhibition Booths relating to the five pillars of the conference are dotted around Cascade Resort Findelo, displaying all that is "in" for mages and non-mages alike. Ferries run to and from the lone resort on its artificial island, carrying hundreds of people back and forth at a time. Additional, smaller experiences in tandem with the expo, such as an art exhibition by a legendary local artist, are being held simultaneously in the same venue.

Only those with VIP passes are permitted to roam the event freely, and stay in the resort for its duration, including on the first few days, reserved for insiders and other VIPs. Usually, these passes are given to those with expositions, or friends of important figures.

The overall theme of the event is a delightfully sanitized "AEAEA: Charting A New Course For The Future".

- ✦ ✦ ✦ -

While no longer the parade of wonder it once was, some influential figures in the industry of magecraft and beyond are expected to attend AEAEA from around the globe, with a few acting as keynote speakers for private social events on later days.
One of whom is Storm DeMorge.
His appearance draws controversy, but he is still determined to end his father's legacy of subterfuge, and forge a path of his own.

A week before AEAEA occurs, in an unusual occurrence for the season, severe thunderstorm warnings threaten the cancellation of the event, but it nonetheless proceeds.

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The seven chosen stars will arrive at AEAEA soon.​

 

[GBA]

[Some time in the future...]

Garett, darling. Come, take a seat. You have to tell me everything. Kleidi is being... herself.

Ohohoh, I guess you did see what she was like firsthand mmh?

That, darling, is what I have to deal with every other week.



M-Miss Vicia. It's been a while since we last met.

[The young man is exhausted, but puts his coat over a bar stool, then pauses to observe the empty cocktail bar before him. It's a quiet, but secret getaway in the capital of Fabafa, and owned by the woman slightly slumped over the bar across from his seat, where she headlines every few weeks.]



[The clearly tipsy Fabafan woman once again reaches across the counter, and grabs another expensive bottle of champagne. One of Porcini's finest.]

[She reaches for two glasses, then puts one back when she remembers who her guest is]

How was Acedia's flight?



Fabulous. Grand. Exceptional, even. She'll be back again in the winter.



I heard there were delays?

Yes, yes, the gates were overwhelmed and I pulled some strings to reroute her. Honestly!

She only had to wait a tiiiiiiny [pouring her glass to the brim] ....bit longer.



Now, boy, tell me more.

Please don't call me that.



Oh... you really have grown. Well. Indulge me, then, Garett. You do owe me a favor, after all.

...

Storm DeMorge. As his assistant? For the last few years?



...

...yes. Storm's Brewing was invited to AEAEA on Ms. Kleidi's word. The "why" was a little...

...contrived?

Well. At first, we appreciated the exposure.



Quite. Ah, how relieved I am my publicity days are behind me.

[The woman swirls her drink around the glass absent-mindedly, then swigs, before continuing.]



First, there was that incident with the exhibition.

Yes, yes, it was all over my feed, you know.

Now tell me, darling.

What really happened?​

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All transmissions decoded. The game will begin shortly.

 

[GBA]

The map has been revealed.
Chapter 0 will now begin.

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Well, this sure is fancy.
As nearly each one of you push through the front revolving doors, your pores are opened with a light spray of refreshing mist, cascading from two waterfalls on either side of the landing you entered on, giving each of you a grand, but slightly wet, welcome.
In a way, it's enchanting. Relaxing.
Time almost stands still, having finally made it to paradise.

But soon, the gears turn again, and an eccentric figure catches you in the foyer with a smile.​

...[sigh]... here we go. Nerves... calm... hoo...

Spoiler: Praise The Sundial - Soleil's Theme

My, this is a big party! Welcome to AEAEA! I don't believe any of us have met, so introductions are in order.

I'm Dr. Soleil Baskerforge, arcane physician by day... still, an arcane physician by night, but astronomy is technically my field. Not agriculture!!! I get that often!

I normally work in the Medama Lodge as the hotel's emergency doctor, so if you slip and fall on a stray puddle, it's me and my special sundial staff's job to make sure you're healed in no time, and noooooo messy paperwork!

​

I usually also take this opportunity to remind our guests: DON'T RUN NEAR THE POOLS, PLEASE!

There are some rituals which call on the power of multiple spirits to heal, restore, mend, and repair. When he's around, I usually just call on the big guy down the road like I'm borrowing a cup of energy. Just to speed things up a little. Welcome to parasite. Paradise!!!!! PARADISE. Oh my star.

Hah... I've certainly rambled enough. AEAEA hosts dozens of bigwigs each year, but you lot are certainly a colorful bunch. While Aldrich sculks his way up here to begin the check-in and VIP pass verifying process, feel free to introduce yourselves.

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You've met Dr. Soleil Baskerforge. The Persons of Interest file will be updated shortly.
You are now exploring the Main Foyer. Shortly, you will be allowed to investigate the Cascade Main Building.

 

[Roserade]

...ENA!
ENA!
Are you dilly-dallying again?
Quit your daydreaming and listen to me!

Well?! Can you hear me?!​

...Loud and clear.

Good! We've got WORK to do, so pay attention!
This is a very, very important job!
This might finally be our opportunity to put that dead meat in its place!
And I won't have you goofing off along the way!​

When have I been known to not put my best foot forward?

That's the spirit! You're the ENA I need!
Now wake up! Up, up! Get those dreams out of your eyes!
Here's everything you'll need to know...​

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Some time later...


Oh my.

Now this is a luxury locale! I hardly feel dressed for the occasion.

Pardon me, everyone. Hope you don't mind, but could you tell me... a little more about yourselves? My name is ENA, if you must know.

 

[Lakituthequick]

A familiar face comes in from beyond the foyer gates, as Garett Tarlow enters the scene...

Why, hello! It's good to see some familiar faces again. How were your travels?

I must admit, I didn't expect this to be a reunion to this degree. Fate has seemingly tied us together tightly.

Regardless, I also welcome you to the AEAEA conference. I've seen a few of the booths in build-up, you'll definitely enjoy your visit here. And who knows, maybe something will stick with you.
​

 

[Lin Beifong]

Ah, my. You have quite the fascinating irrigation system set up in this lobby.

I'd usually call it wasteful, but I suppose there is moisture to spare in the tropics.

Dr. Baskerville, was it? Strange. That name seems to ring a bell.

I am Dr. Buxbaum, assistant, apprentice, and junior partner of the legendary Herlock Sholmes. Pleased to make your acquaintance.

Please excuse the tardiness of my esteemed colleague by the way. Unfortunately there has been some trouble and he got held back at the airport.
Something about a purple-haired imbecile trying to cross the security checkpoint with a briefcase full of potato peelers.

I've been sent ahead to make sure our reservations are in order. I'm sure he will be with us soon.

​

 

[Garth Marenghi]

Spoiler

Greetings, friends. I'm Garth Marenghi: author... dreamweaver... visionary. Ex-ghost. Current status: Alive, and - besides a dodgy hip - well.

When I was asked to attend the AEAEA Conference as a V.I.P., my first question was, why hadn't I been asked before? My second question was, what was the 'AEAEA Conference'? Luckily, that second question was answered for me, and here I stand before you thusly.

A while ago, I suffered what many would call, 'death of the author'. That's when you're an author and someone ganks you. But miraculously, this was a non-fatal ganking. When I came to, I was on a beautiful tropical island. I ate a pineapple. And then we all got on a big plane and left.

Since I got off that island, I've been having a really deep think. I learnt all about the three arcana, and I realised my strong connection to the Thalassic - which, naturally I've always known about, but never fully realised. Then I did a personality quiz I found on Google and it all just fell into place. The darkest reaches of the soul... that which cannot be perceived by the naked eye (not even with contacts in)... I immerse myself in this world and then put mind to pen to paper. And the results don't lie. I'll be doing a reading from my newest hardback - Garth Marenghi's Thalassophobia - at some point, if you want to witness for yourself. Also, Shit Beach is still on Max until June, if there's a free TV.

I've also been asked by the organisers to document the events of the conference. Think of it as a blend of a documentary and a mockumentary - a sort of "documockumentary" - so don't be alarmed if I shove a camera in your face and feed you a few lines.

 

[Fun With Despair]

Spoiler: Music

Aha! Sorry for the delay, but... well, airport security is taking care of her now. I've cleaned my hands of the issue.

Here we are, Reginald. Findelo, at long last!

I thought I'd never see the day, myself. Not after our previous venture, at the least. I was of half a mind to skip out on this particular instance myself, what with tropical islands and the swaying of wayward ships still fresh in my mind after all these years. As fortune would have it, however - my more adventurous half won out in the end, and thus, here I am.

...Of course, staying behind was never truly an option anyway, but I digress.

Regardless, I find myself rather grateful for the far less... turbulent journey this time around - and for the existence of air travel in general! Quite the facility we have here, I can only imagine what could've transpired had we arrived as intended back then. Truly, it could've been a vacation for the ages.

Well, no use lamenting our lost time, is there? It's the dawn of a new day, and if I'm not mistaken, there'll be plenty more to see and do with the conference ongoing than there would've been during an otherwise unremarkable summertime.

Ah, but where are my manners? It's a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Baskerforge. Your name rings a bell, yet simultaneously, rings none at all. You're right, Reginald, it's rather curious, isn't it?

Of courset's good to see you again as well, Mr. Tarlow. Fancy us meeting here again, indeed it appear that fate's grasping tendrils haven't quite freed our vessel from their embrace yet. Especially curious, considering our particular, familiar patron as well.

But! I suppose there's time to catch up later. Allow me to introduce myself - for the benefit of your own self and my unaffiliated fellow guests: I am Herlock Sholmes, just a simple detective hailing from London. As Reginald's implied, I've built somewhat of a reputation for myself - but I assure you, I'm simply here on personal business.

I'm sure this conference will go off without a hitch.

Especially with an adept Mage like yourself at the wheel, eh? And a follower of Sterwegianism as well, if I'm not mistaken. Needless to say, while I don't expect I'll be finding myself running along any poolsides myself, it's always important to consider health, safety, and general wellbeing.

And, in saying such...

Is that a Cepheus on this brochure!? Just to the left... it has to be! I haven't seen a Cepheus since the Circinus - they don't have them in London - or all of Pysgydia for that matter! Please, allow me to stop in there for a bite while we wait, I've been saving my funds to buy Iris a particularly noteworthy souvenir of a scientific nature, and I haven't eaten in two days! The airline food was far too expensive and that's not even speaking of the airport food and-

...I simply think it would be worth a thorough investigation.

​

 

[Lin Beifong]

Aha! Yes! Quite! Food is very important.
Excuse us while I have a quick word with my colleague about this conundrum.

.....

(Mr. Sholmes, I don't know if we can trust this woman.

It is barely perceptible, but she appears to have decapitated a sunflower
and then decorated her hat with its carcass like some kind of blood fiend.

It's perverse. We might be dealing with a proper lunatic here. )​

 

[GBA]

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Ah, my. You have quite the fascinating irrigation system set up in this lobby.

I'd usually call it wasteful, but I suppose there is moisture to spare in the tropics.

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Dr. Baskerville, was it? Strange. That name seems to ring a bell.

I am Dr. Buxbaum, assistant, apprentice, and junior partner of the legendary Herlock Sholmes. Pleased to make your acquaintance.

Please excuse the tardiness of my esteemed colleague by the way. Unfortunately there has been some trouble and he got held back at the airport.
Something about a purple-haired imbecile trying to cross the security checkpoint with a briefcase full of potato peelers.

I've been sent ahead to make sure our reservations are in order. I'm sure he will be with us soon.

​

Spoiler: Music

Aha! Sorry for the delay, but... well, airport security is taking care of her now. I've cleaned my hands of the issue.

Here we are, Reginald. Findelo, at long last!

I thought I'd never see the day, myself. Not after our previous venture, at the least. I was of half a mind to skip out on this particular instance myself, what with tropical islands and the swaying of wayward ships still fresh in my mind after all these years. As fortune would have it, however - my more adventurous half won out in the end, and thus, here I am.

...Of course, staying behind was never truly an option anyway, but I digress.

Regardless, I find myself rather grateful for the far less... turbulent journey this time around - and for the existence of air travel in general! Quite the facility we have here, I can only imagine what could've transpired had we arrived as intended back then. Truly, it could've been a vacation for the ages.

Well, no use lamenting our lost time, is there? It's the dawn of a new day, and if I'm not mistaken, there'll be plenty more to see and do with the conference ongoing than there would've been during an otherwise unremarkable summertime.

Ah, but where are my manners? It's a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Baskerforge. Your name rings a bell, yet simultaneously, rings none at all. You're right, Reginald, it's rather curious, isn't it?

Of courset's good to see you again as well, Mr. Tarlow. Fancy us meeting here again, indeed it appear that fate's grasping tendrils haven't quite freed our vessel from their embrace yet. Especially curious, considering our particular, familiar patron as well.

But! I suppose there's time to catch up later. Allow me to introduce myself - for the benefit of your own self and my unaffiliated fellow guests: I am Herlock Sholmes, just a simple detective hailing from London. As Reginald's implied, I've built somewhat of a reputation for myself - but I assure you, I'm simply here on personal business.

I'm sure this conference will go off without a hitch.

Especially with an adept Mage like yourself at the wheel, eh? And a follower of Sterwegianism as well, if I'm not mistaken. Needless to say, while I don't expect I'll be finding myself running along any poolsides myself, it's always important to consider health, safety, and general wellbeing.

And, in saying such...

Is that a Cepheus on this brochure!? Just to the left... it has to be! I haven't seen a Cepheus since the Circinus - they don't have them in London - or all of Pysgydia for that matter! Please, allow me to stop in there for a bite while we wait, I've been saving my funds to buy Iris a particularly noteworthy souvenir of a scientific nature, and I haven't eaten in two days! The airline food was far too expensive and that's not even speaking of the airport food and-

...I simply think it would be worth a thorough investigation.

​

Ahehe... thank you for the correction Mr. Sholmes, but it doesn't matter. Soleil will do. My family were proud sterwegenists, but I'm a little less religious. One star is enough for me.

Aldrich would certainly take your comments about the hotel's water management to heart. He was one of the chief engineers of the waterworks back when the hotel was being built, but now, he serves as its concierge, manager, well... everything, with his engineered workforce. It's incredible! He's far more qualified to speak about its wonders than I, but I believe he should be here to authorise your passes soon!

(Did I hear something about my hat...)​

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While you're unable to leave the main foyer until your passes pass the initial pass authorisation pass, you quickly glance your eyes across the hall and into Cepheus. The renowned teppanyaki chain is quite popular in this part of the world, a restaurant fit to cater the resort's high-end patrons, and for a hotel adaptation, features a small buffet laden with all-you-can-eat trays of heated food. The trays have recently been set out for the afternoon's lunch, though given the small number of people at the resort, there are only small amounts. Signature to its licensing, there is a central flat grill designed for entertaining on request. As always, reservations are important!

Even in the lobby, surrounded by rushing water, You can hear a bit of noise coming from the kitchen inside.

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A familiar face comes in from beyond the foyer gates, as Garett Tarlow enters the scene...

Why, hello! It's good to see some familiar faces again. How were your travels?

I must admit, I didn't expect this to be a reunion to this degree. Fate has seemingly tied us together tightly.

Regardless, I also welcome you to the AEAEA conference. I've seen a few of the booths in build-up, you'll definitely enjoy your visit here. And who knows, maybe something will stick with you.
​

Ah! Garett! I didn't see you there. Is Storm okay? He asked me for a bandage while working on his booth downstairs. He must have dropped a bottle or something. I offered to heal his cut, but he rejected my help.

I understand he's passionate, but he needs to be a little more careful!

What brings you to the foyer? Aside from a... reunion!? Do you all know each other?​

 

[Lin Beifong]

I'd like to take a look at the Reception. Do they have some kind of program outline? Table of booths on the premises? List of guest speakers? Conferences? I'm not going to read it yet, but I'd like to pocket one for now, or make a note of all the key info in case there's nothing portable..

 

[Fun With Despair]

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Aha! Yes! Quite! Food is very important.
Excuse us while I have a quick word with my colleague about this conundrum.

.....

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(Mr. Sholmes, I don't know if we can trust this woman.

It is barely perceptible, but she appears to have decapitated a sunflower
and then decorated her hat with its carcass like some kind of blood fiend.

It's perverse. We might be dealing with a proper lunatic here. )​

(Hm, yes... You do raise a valid concern - though I'd suggest we perhaps take some time to inspect as yo whether her... decor is of the recently decapitated variety after all or simply a fabricated accessory before we get ahead of ourselves on this one.

Don't misunderstand, however - I harbor a measure of caution towards the woman myself.)

(Namely, she's made mention of her magic being cast by means of a special staff rather than the inherent abilities expressed by the likes of Mr. Tarlow or indeed, the fiend who invaded my dreams those months ago.

Far be it for the likes of myself to call someone's magical abilities into question, but the notion of a staff of that sort as a magical tool is rather reminiscent of a certain someone from back then.)

(Of course, that doesn't imply any level of malice on its own, just a curious observation, that's all.)​

Ahehe... thank you for the correction Mr. Sholmes, but it doesn't matter. Soleil will do. My family were proud sterwegenists, but I'm a little less religious. One star is enough for me.

Aldrich would certainly take your comments about the hotel's water management to heart. He was one of the chief engineers of the waterworks back when the hotel was being built, but now, he serves as its concierge, manager, well... everything, with his engineered workforce. It's incredible! He's far more qualified to speak about its wonders than I, but I believe he should be here to authorise your passes soon!

(Did I hear something about my hat...)​

---

While you're unable to leave the main foyer until your passes pass the initial pass authorisation pass, you quickly glance your eyes across the hall and into Cepheus. The renowned teppanyaki chain is quite popular in this part of the world, a restaurant fit to cater the resort's high-end patrons, and for a hotel adaptation, features a small buffet laden with all-you-can-eat trays of heated food. The trays have recently been set out for the afternoon's lunch, though given the small number of people at the resort, there are only small amounts. Signature to its licensing, there is a central flat grill designed for entertaining on request. As always, reservations are important!

Even in the lobby, surrounded by rushing water, You can hear a bit of noise coming from the kitchen inside.

(Ah, the Cepheus... Now that brings back memories. I can almost smell the food from here - though hopefully we can dine without the threat of wayward sanitizer.)

Ah, yes - I suppose it would be best to get our paperwork in order first before we venture off to the corners of this resort. I eagerly await the arrival of the man behind such an extravagant event.

I will however, if you don't mind, join Reginald and inspect the Lobby while I wait.​

 

[Theobald Leonhart]

Spoiler: Music

Cascade Resort Findelo...Yup, this is the one. Of all the ostentatious resorts around here, this one takes the cake. Won't complain as long as my lodging's paid for.

Huh? A crowd? Looks like a buncha old pals...guess that makes me the odd man out. Feh, it's probly better this way. Makes it easier to-...wait, are they doing introductions? Are they looking this way? Shit, okay, uh...hold on. Where'd the brat go-
​

So many new friends...hello, I'm Efi!!! I'm here with my papa, the scary-looking guy who's coming this way right n-

*bonk*

WAH...papa hit me?!

I'm not your "papa", my name is..."Leo". Yeah, that'll do here. This brat next to me is my traveling companion, Efina. Please excuse her manners; she's excited to be on "vacation"...I must remind her that we are here on business - for the conference, like you lot. Ah, I'm not anyone special though. I'm here on behalf of a client who couldn't attend in person; certainly not a VIP myself, nor am I familiar with this "Starline incident" of yours beyond what I've gleaned through the grapevine. Pay me no mind, have fun with your reunion.

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​

...Mister, are you a dragon???

 

[Turboo]

There's an individual skulking around the lobby...

...or, at the very least, looking at the map.

Spoiler: music

---

"Hmm... hmmmm... 'fusion bar'? Fusing what, exactly...?
...well, Cepheus is there if I can't decide. Ahh, what a pain... we're landlocked, at least, but every time I see one..."

"Oh! Other guests!
Mr. Tarlow, it's been forever! And Mr. Sholmes, and Miss ENA, and Mr...
...Bushbomb? And a new face too!"

"-Ah, wait! Wait wait wait!
M-Mr. Marenghi?! My favorite author is here?!
Slicer 4, the Blade is Back! "Blood, blood, blood, and bits of sick..."
Jeez, if I knew you'd be here, I'd have dressed nicer! Put on a black suit jacket and all.

Ahaha, I digress. The name's Rei Hoshizora... I am... or, I was... coworkers with Mr. Tarlow, to cut the story short. We all go back quite a few years.
It's nostalgic, you know? Everyone together again... all in one building... it makes you wonder what the stars have in store, right?"

"...say, Mr. Boxboom, when you say 'purple-haired imbecile,' surely it isn't..."

 

[GBA]

I'd like to take a look at the Reception. Do they have some kind of program outline? Table of booths on the premises? List of guest speakers? Conferences? I'm not going to read it yet, but I'd like to pocket one for now, or make a note of all the key info in case there's nothing portable..

You examine the Reception area. A studiously maintained bench, kept clean and tidy, connects to a small enclave you cannot access. Many water pipes for delivery coalesce here, and following their path up the wall, there must be unimaginably precise waterworks embedded within the building to ensure they all work. There are small amounts of luggage present, presumably waiting to be taken to their rooms by bellhops. The desk features brochures and advertisements of local Findelan tourist attractions, and arcane sights and sounds that simply "must" be experienced. Perhaps magic tourism is a bigger industry than anticipated.

The person manning it must be very particular, with not a thing out of place. That makes the strange object sitting on the other side of the bench all the more peculiar.

You grab a brochure and stuff it into your pocket for later viewing.

I will however, if you don't mind, join Reginald and [/COLOR]inspect the Lobby while I wait.[/CENTER]

You examine the Main Foyer. A grand entrance to a grand resort, you note the overhead glass ceiling proudly displays the Cascade Resort insignia, with clear pipes filled with flowing water dancing and mingling, sparkling in the sunlight. Pendants depicting AEAEA iconography are displayed. Tall pillars connect floor to ceiling, but the building itself isn't as tall as the two lodges you can see towering on either side. It seems then, this building was constructed before the others. This building is slightly more classical, owing to its age, but maintains a modern feel.

At the entrance, a small landing flanked either end by large waterfalls pouring from the ceiling fills into a central pond, where guests are greeted in aquatic luxury. There are a few comfortable chaisse lounges set about for waiting or just enjoying the atmosphere in. A billboard set up for "AEAEA: Charting a Course for the Future" showcases some of the expected highlights of this year's event. You note there is an exhibition by renowned Findelan artist CYMK, and some other talks scheduled on later nights. Storm DeMorge appears to be mentioned.

Befitting the nautical theme of the event, some strings of flags appear to be hanging from the ceiling along with the pendants. They resemble maritime communication flags.

A large guest book sits on a table reserved for guests to fill out paperwork, along with a pen.

 

[Lin Beifong]

​

...Mister, are you a dragon???

Uhm! HELLO SMALL HUMAN!
(I don't know how to talk to children!! Nobody told me I would have to!!
This is a luxury resort, I thought there would be a pen for them or something!)

Say, do you see that thing sitting on the bench in there? What do you make of it?
​

 

[GBA]

Spoiler: Cascading Abyss - Aldrich's Theme

Behind the Concierge desk sits a lone mask, its vague appearance manifesting upon investigation. It appears to be carved from a natural material. It seems to be... crying... or no, it's just wet.

However, as you lean over the counter to look at it, the stream of water around the eyes begins to grow. Water spouts from both holes of the mask, as if a hose just burst. The water pools around it gradually, first slowly, then faster and faster, accumulating mass and size... yet not losing much water and form, until...

...
...
...

A shambling mass of water towers before you. Its eyes glow, and it stares at you without seeing.

...

...is this Aldrich?

Enough of that! Stand down, please.

From the left entrance to the foyer emerges a man with a portentous aura and a loud fingersnap. His eyes glow faintly, and he sizes up the newly formed aquatic golem.

.....please step back. You are dripping on my desk. Humph!

Pay them no mind, and do accept my apologies for not being present. I was attending to another guest, who has been the bane of my runes. You must have been surprised by my colleague here, manning the concierge desk in my absence, but be not alarmed. All of my subordinates are like gentle undercurrents on the ocean floor.

Aldrich Ethos, at your eternal service. I humbly welcome you to Cascade Resort Findelo.

Aside from Soleil, I am this establishment's only other employee for the VIP portion of AEAEA. Permit me to ramble, but this hotel is a feat of Thallassic engineering, the best plumbers and engineers of their time forming a grand monument to water circulation in service of history's finest. Like many before me, I offer my powers to ensure its continuous upkeep. Its systems cycle all water both fresh and non, and redistribute it to where it is needed most. We use this to give our clientele the most convenient, refreshing and magical experience possible, unrivaled around the world.

​

Hmph.... yes. I do not recognise many of you, but as VIPs, I will strive to ensure you are accommodated personally. Mr. Sholmes's reputation precedes him. Mr. Hoshizora... yes... yes...

I will handle your paperwork right away and get your passes authorized for the lodging and conference downstairs. Should you need any request, I will make it my duty to ensure it is fulfilled by one of my subordinates swiftly. Naturally, I am the only one capable of doing so.

Except if you break a leg and need a healer!

...hmph.

We've kept our reputation as a luxury resort largely due to our consistent partnership with AEAEA, and I intend to keep it that way. Any troublemakers will be handled my staff faster than a burst water main can flood your living room.

While I authorize your passes, you are free to roam the main building in the meanwhile, but for my convenience: please indicate which of the two hotel wings you wish to stay in. Soleil, I ask you to keep your eye on them while they explore our amenities.

Forgive me, but while we've hosted many VIPs in our years of service...
...your group sends ripples through my spine already.

---

I said step back, not step close, you overinflated water balloon!

You are now exploring the Cascade Main Building.
If you haven't already, please indicate which of the two lodges you wish to stay in, either in this thread or in the server.

 

[Flygon64]

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,sowwy

 

[Lin Beifong]

Well, I believe since we're going to eat here, I better inspect the freshness
of the ingredients in the bar stora...oooOOoOOPS!!​

Waiting for an opportune moment, Dr. Buxbaum pretends to trip over Rei and vaults himself into the garbage chute. There, encouraged by the cruel mistresses of gravity and inertia, he proceeds to tumble downwards and forwards, the percussive cacophony of limbs hitting against metal only accompanied by his screams. The things we do for science.

Ah, someone call the Soleil doctor please,
I know I'm green but I seem to be in a bit of a pickle.
​

 

[Fun With Despair]

There's an individual skulking around the lobby...

...or, at the very least, looking at the map.

Spoiler: music

---

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"Hmm... hmmmm... 'fusion bar'? Fusing what, exactly...?
...well, Cepheus is there if I can't decide. Ahh, what a pain... we're landlocked, at least, but every time I see one..."

"Oh! Other guests!
Mr. Tarlow, it's been forever! And Mr. Sholmes, and Miss ENA, and Mr...
...Bushbomb? And a new face too!"

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"-Ah, wait! Wait wait wait!
M-Mr. Marenghi?! My favorite author is here?!
Slicer 4, the Blade is Back! "Blood, blood, blood, and bits of sick..."
Jeez, if I knew you'd be here, I'd have dressed nicer! Put on a black suit jacket and all.

Ahaha, I digress. The name's Rei Hoshizora... I am... or, I was... coworkers with Mr. Tarlow, to cut the story short. We all go back quite a few years.
It's nostalgic, you know? Everyone together again... all in one building... it makes you wonder what the stars have in store, right?"

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"...say, Mr. Boxboom, when you say 'purple-haired imbecile,' surely it isn't..."

...Say, I remember you. From back then, yes, - you WERE aboard the Circinus, weren't you? I'd thought you'd simply perished for some time - you disappeared without much of a trace, though I suppose fate's winds merely carried you in a different direction instead, for better or worse.

Unfortunately, that very same imbecile is indeed the one you suspect. Currently somewhere in the backrooms of the Findelo International Airport, I presume. How she managed to bring approximately fifty potato peelers onto the plane to begin with is a mystery even I won't address, but she didn't exactly go quietly when they apprehended her on the way off.​

...Do take care not to frighten off Mr. Marenghi though. He's a rather esteemed author - and I quite look forward to seeing what he does with Slicer V. I've heard whispers of the traumatic events that inspired the fourth book, a true method writer if I've ever seen one. I mean, a man inadvertently impaling himself on his own metal crossbow bolts utilizing an MRI in hopes of irradiating them?

A masterful murder, with all the gruesome details as accurate as could be. Just don't scare him off, I've yet to get myself an auto-​

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Well, I believe since we're going to eat here, I better inspect the freshness
of the ingredients in the bar stora...oooOOoOOPS!!​

Waiting for an opportune moment, Dr. Buxbaum pretends to trip over Rei and vaults himself into the garbage chute. There, encouraged by the cruel mistresses of gravity and inertia, he proceeds to tumble downwards and forwards, the percussive cacophony of limbs hitting against metal only accompanied by his screams. The things we do for science.

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Ah, someone call the Soleil doctor please,
I know I'm green but I seem to be in a bit of a pickle.
​

Gah! Reginald, are you alright? My god.... We need a doctor over here, as soon as possible. This man's arm is broken, dammit!

...And I believe I'll keep watch over the process, just to ensure he heals properly.​

 

[Roserade]

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Mr. Tarlow, it's been forever! And Mr. Sholmes, and Miss ENA, and Mr...
...Bushbomb? And a new face too!"

...My apologies, have we... met before? You speak of me with familiarity...

In fact, I don't believe I know anybody here... Well, besides one fellow, of course! Who couldn't know the famed Detective Sholmes? Your escapades are quite remarkable, sir! You can consider me acquainted with your work.

Now, what's that I spy with my little eye? Something boutique? Who might this Madame Medama be?

 

[GBA]

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Well, I believe since we're going to eat here, I better inspect the freshness
of the ingredients in the bar stora...oooOOoOOPS!!​

Waiting for an opportune moment, Dr. Buxbaum pretends to trip over Rei and vaults himself into the garbage chute. There, encouraged by the cruel mistresses of gravity and inertia, he proceeds to tumble downwards and forwards, the percussive cacophony of limbs hitting against metal only accompanied by his screams. The things we do for science.

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Ah, someone call the Soleil doctor please,
I know I'm green but I seem to be in a bit of a pickle.
​

........................................................................It seems Aldrich's intuition was right. [sigh]. There are never any normal VIPs. This is why they hire me.

R-right away! Don't worry! Calm down, this is what I'm here for. My staff is a catalyst that helps channel my innate Stellaric abilities for healing. You'll be right as rays in a bit, Dr. Buxbaum.

[With a whispered chant, Soleil's staff begins to glow, and a small shadow is cast from one of its tips, looking similar to a sundial. Between a beam of warm sunlight, this shadow lifts Bushroot out of the shaft, and back to safety. His arm completely healed, as if he never jumped down the shaft in the first place.]

Why, Mr. Sholmes, were you watching me? Yes, healing is a ritual that can be performed by a variety of mages, both Stellaric and Thallassic. Not to worry, your friend is alright. I use a bit of temporal magic to mitigate injuries, and this staff is a family heirloom that helps me amplify the power of my bloodline. Speeding up a person's time to assist their body's innate healing abilities, or for total emergencies like someone tripping and falling down a steel shaft, I can undo a grave mistake by turning back the dial just a bit. Only while the sun is out, though!

You know how many mages are actually stronger at night? For me... it's the opposite. Many stars are like spirits, offering their powers to those who resonate with them. My family has worshiped our closest star for generations. Its life-giving warmth, its temporal power...

The stars are incredible, don't you agree? As one who studies their movements, I can give you a fate reading, if you like.

 

[Lakituthequick]

Ah! Garett! I didn't see you there. Is Storm okay? He asked me for a bandage while working on his booth downstairs. He must have dropped a bottle or something. I offered to heal his cut, but he rejected my help.

I understand he's passionate, but he needs to be a little more careful!​

Eh..oh.. is he being impatient again... Well, I'm sure he's okay, but being here puts at least some pressure on him, y'know?
​

What brings you to the foyer? Aside from a... reunion!? Do you all know each other?​

N-not everyone, no, but several of these people and I were involved in the Starline incident a few years ago, which I'm sure you've heard about. In particular, Mr. Sholmes and Dr. Buxbaum have been invited here by Storm.

Speaking of, Mr. Sholmes, it's good to see you two have arrived! In style, as always. If you want to meet up with Storm after your... pickle... he should be downstairs setting up his space in the conference rooms.
​

 

[Theobald Leonhart]

Spoiler: Cascading Abyss - Aldrich's Theme

Behind the Concierge desk sits a lone mask, its vague appearance manifesting upon investigation. It appears to be carved from a natural material. It seems to be... crying... or no, it's just wet.

However, as you lean over the counter to look at it, the stream of water around the eyes begins to grow. Water spouts from both holes of the mask, as if a hose just burst. The water pools around it gradually, first slowly, then faster and faster, accumulating mass and size... yet not losing much water and form, until...

...
...
...

A shambling mass of water towers before you. Its eyes glow, and it stares at you without seeing.

...

...is this Aldrich?

Enough of that! Stand down, please.

From the left entrance to the foyer emerges a man with a portentous aura and a loud fingersnap. His eyes glow faintly, and he sizes up the newly formed aquatic golem.

.....please step back. You are dripping on my desk. Humph!

Pay them no mind, and do accept my apologies for not being present. I was attending to another guest, who has been the bane of my runes. You must have been surprised by my colleague here, manning the concierge desk in my absence, but be not alarmed. All of my subordinates are like gentle undercurrents on the ocean floor.

Aldrich Ethos, at your eternal service. I humbly welcome you to Cascade Resort Findelo.

Aside from Soleil, I am this establishment's only other employee for the VIP portion of AEAEA. Permit me to ramble, but this hotel is a feat of Thallassic engineering, the best plumbers and engineers of their time forming a grand monument to water circulation in service of history's finest. Like many before me, I offer my powers to ensure its continuous upkeep. Its systems cycle all water both fresh and non, and redistribute it to where it is needed most. We use this to give our clientele the most convenient, refreshing and magical experience possible, unrivaled around the world.

​

Hmph.... yes. I do not recognise many of you, but as VIPs, I will strive to ensure you are accommodated personally. Mr. Sholmes's reputation precedes him. Mr. Hoshizora... yes... yes...

I will handle your paperwork right away and get your passes authorized for the lodging and conference downstairs. Should you need any request, I will make it my duty to ensure it is fulfilled by one of my subordinates swiftly. Naturally, I am the only one capable of doing so.

Except if you break a leg and need a healer!

...hmph.

We've kept our reputation as a luxury resort largely due to our consistent partnership with AEAEA, and I intend to keep it that way. Any troublemakers will be handled my staff faster than a burst water main can flood your living room.

While I authorize your passes, you are free to roam the main building in the meanwhile, but for my convenience: please indicate which of the two hotel wings you wish to stay in. Soleil, I ask you to keep your eye on them while they explore our amenities.

Forgive me, but while we've hosted many VIPs in our years of service...
...your group sends ripples through my spine already.

---

I said step back, not step close, you overinflated water balloon!

You are now exploring the Cascade Main Building.
If you haven't already, please indicate which of the two lodges you wish to stay in, either in this thread or in the server.

Aldrich, is it? Appreciate the hospitality. The lady over there says you had a hand in building this place? Impressive work. I take it you've been employed here since the foundations were laid then, huh? That's equally impressive, considering what I've heard about the rest of the staff here. Nobody seems to last more than a year - any clue why that might be?

Well, looks like you've got things around here covered with your familiars, though. Sure seem a lot more reliable than mine anyway.

Meanie...Dummy...

Right right, the lodging...Obviously, we're picking Ramura. The sauna sounds nice...and there's a pool for the runt to play around in.

Papa just wants to look at women in bikinis-

I'll give you a snack if you shut up now.