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We begin with Chetney, Imogen, Fearne, and FCG in the Crystalsands Tundra. They can see the leylines and the auroras, but neither moon.

Sending from Imogen to Laudna: "Where are you? Are you still there? What happened? I don't know where we are, it's snowing. Please tell me you're okay." Laura rolls a 98 on a d100, spends the spell, takes psychic damage, and the message doesn't go through.

Sending from FCG to Orym: "Orym. We're in some sort of an icy tundra. Where are you? Are you okay? Are you seeing this shit?" Sam rolls a 51 on a d100. No damage, but the spell fails.

Both of them hear loud static and feel the spell unravel. Other magic works, though.

Oh, Chetney is flustered. That's what this is. He's disarmed. Not afraid, I don't think, but... something like it.

Another sending from Imogen to Laudna: "Where are you? Are you alright? We're in Uthodurn, I guess—" Laura rolls an 11 on a d100. No damage, but the spell is scattered and lost.

Sending to Dorian from FCG: "Dorian? A cataclysmic event has happened, and we are—" Sam rolls a 3. They figure out that sending will never work — the d100 is just to determine how much damage the caster takes.

Which is interesting. Because sending is unique — it's magic that gets drawn to the caster and then sent back along the leylines to the receiver. Other magic is just drawn from the leylines, it never has to travel back through them, so it should work.

The party finds a little cave to hide in on the side of a mountain.

Combat! Already! Woah!

Sounds like it's one of those ice lizards that the Mighty Nein fought in Aeor. And it deals 42 points of cold damage

"It's about this time, Chetney, that you see more movement. Two shapes, running from the mouth of the cavern, joining up behind this creature... these are smaller, though."

AABRIA!!! CHRISTIAN!!! (aka bi panic)

Christian is playing F.R.I.D.A., a rosegold-plated Aeormaton with a green cloak. They're feminine in appearance, muscular, and use they/them pronouns. They're a gunslinger fighter with a blunderbuss for an arm. They also have a level or two in both rogue and cleric.

Aabria is playing Deanna, a gnomish light-domain cleric in heavy plate armor, with a massive symbol of Pelor on her belt, wrapped in a colorful sweater and wearing Uggs. She's one of the people Chetney saw in the flashback Imogen gave him — she's Chetney's ex.

A day or so ago, Deanna "felt less of [the Dawnfather], like he was... leaning away."

Frida casts cure wounds on FCG. They're also a cleric multiclass, and have a symbol of the Dawnfather etched into their arm.

this is gonna be a biiiiig lore dump so

On Deanna: She and Chetney were a fling years and years ago. Chetney was the one who broke it off and left. Shortly after, Deanna was attacked and killed at a festival in the Greying Wildlands; her husband became an adventurer, and he found a cleric of the Dawnfather who resurrected her almost 200 years later. She was in the afterlife, "wherever you go next," with the gods — she was happy. And then she was back on Exandria. "Life is like being a snowflake, and when you die, you land in the ocean. For a while, you're a snowflake on the ocean, but eventually, you become that ocean. It's hard to come back from that." (Frida adds a note— "you shouldn't come back from that.")

On Frida: 2 years ago, they woke up in the Greying Wildlands, and made it to Uthodurn. Lost, alone, confused. They spent time watching, learning, and then heard Deanna's laugh. They realized that their primary function was probably to record, they have recordings of the laugh of every person they've ever met — Deanna's was familiar. They remembered that their function was to protect, and so they protect her, because she feels like home. Like Deanna, Frida was gone, asleep, for a long time, and then they were woken up by D. Wherever they were while they were asleep, they were happy — or, at least, there was the absence of sadness. They were ripped from that to serve something else, and "that was selfish. It seems like the gods like to play games with our lives." They're grateful that the Dawnfather brought Deanna to them, and so they multiclassed into cleric.

F.R.I.D.A. stands for "Far-Ranging Integrated Defense Aeormaton," which is inscribed on the inside of their faceplate. They know someone who knows a lot about Aeorian history — Jackabee Morcel. They live in Uthodurn.

With an insight check, Frida can't tell whether Deanna wants to kill or fuck Chetney, but can tell that she's freaking the fuck out.

"You take care of each other. You love each other. Is that not purpose enough?" y'all someone is finally calling FCG on their mentality.

"Do you know how we... power down? I think the gods are kind of like Aeormatons. We charge them. And I have this innate feeling, I suppose, that, after millennia, they want to sleep."

Catha is high in the sky, but neither Imogen nor Frida (who rolled a 26 perception) can see Ruidus.

Imogen notices that the markings on her arms have grown, they're nearly halfway up her upper arm, and the purplish coloration at the tips of her fingers has started to turn red.

To be fair, Frida has an excellent point, and I will add onto it by saying that the gods are not going to just lie down and die. They were able to seal Predathos away once, but we don't know how long that took. That fight could have taken decades, centuries. So even if Predathos is free, and even if it will eventually destroy Exandria if left unchecked, we — and the Bells Hells — don't know how long it will take. They could have all the time in the world, or no time at all. We have no way of knowing.

awwwww Deanna sneakily casts death ward on Chetney while he's sleeping.

Sending from Deanna to Orym: there are no words. Deanna remembers when she was the ocean, the interconnectedness, the odd absence of self, and reaches out toward the people who have loved Orym, who have known him, to reach toward him and knock on a door. She is met with static, and the spell fails.

oh my god Aabria has dice in her own handwriting?? that's so fucking cool. if anyone knows where she got those please DM me lmao

Imogen takes off the circlet and tries to extend her mind. The surface thoughts of her companions fill her mind, but below it all, there's this simmering blanket of static.

Frida having 9 charisma is the most unbelievable thing in this episode so far

Recording people's laughter is something that Frida does unconsciously, autonomously. Replaying it is a conscious decision, but recording it is an instinct. They believe that laughter is insight to the soul.

Frida has the same dream, over and over. It expands each time they experience it, just a little, but the more they dream, the more "whole" the picture becomes.

Deanna's children were young when she died. Her husband left their children with his sister when that happened to go adventuring, and eventually, her children left Uthodurn. By the time Deanna was resurrected, they had families of their own. Even though she wasn't in Uthodurn for very long, it feels like home to her, and she keeps coming back to it.

Chetney and Oltgar were good partners, made a lot of good things. But someone else came into the equation, Chetney stabbed them in the knee, the Glassblades chased him out of Uthodurn, he hid in the Savalirwood, and we know (most of) the rest.

"Not to make it weird, but.. you're kind of the first thing from my life before that doesn't hurt to see."

Chetney fails a random-ass wisdom saving throw, and he feels Catha rise, and with it the wolf. So he runs out into the night to transform instead of sticking around in the cave.

this just in: lightning titties and applebee solstice

"Forgive me, does he... grow? When he...?" "Yes." "All over." "That wasn't necessary." "I just smirk in monsterfucker." aabria.

When all that energy was syphoning out of the Ruidusborn, it "felt for a moment like you were connected to something that had been missing your entire life. It felt... fateful. Not good, but like the satisfaction when something fits just where it's supposed to, when you're organizing and something fits perfectly."

"Our relationship to the gods, it's not that of a parent and a child. We are not their children. We are their batteries... and the Matron just guides us to a place that existed before her and that will exist after her." The afterlife and the gods are more removed from each other than most people think; the afterlife existed before the gods, and it will exist after them.

Frida believes that the gods want to rest after thousands, thousands of years of being awake because of the faith of their creations. And maybe they're right. But what Ludinus wants for the gods is not sleep, it's destruction.

"I thought [the Dawnfather] was just leaning away... but maybe what I felt was fear. Dread. I didn't know they could feel that."

For the second night in a row, they can't see Ruidus in the sky, and Frida and Deanna — who use Ruidus to navigate — find that very strange. The leylines are still very much active, though.

Imogen goes into a dream with FCG and Fearne, focusing on Laudna.

Her consciousness is carried, pulled, torn through the leylines, dragged across Exandria at an immense speed, until everything goes red. They arrive at the singular nexus of all magic in Exandria, the column of red energy that still pierces upward into the locked, unmoving moon of Ruidus.

With a perception check, she notices that while there is energy being thrown upward, there is also energy being pulled down. She also sees a weave of golden thread that is beginning to separate, to break apart, and there is a red storm beginning to cycle in the middle of the Hellcatch. Imogen swears she can see a hundred or so people down there — not people, not how she knows them. Red-skinned. Railora. With a failed save, Fearne is thrown out of the dream.

Imogen is being pulled towards it, she feels like she's being pulled apart, a voice in the back of her head says to let go and give in to the pull towards Ruidus. With a successful wisdom check, FCG becomes an anchor, and holds Imogen in place.

Fearne shouts and slaps her, and with a 19 WIS save (which, might I add, barely succeeded), Imogen and FCG are pulled out of the dream.

y'all what the FUCK. Ruidus is tethered directly to the Malleus Key, so it's now spinning at the same speed as Exandria rather than Exandria rotating underneath it. is it gonna slam into Catha? is it affected at all from now moving at 1000mph?

Back to Frida, who's tracking Chetney. They use recordings of Fearne's voice to lure Chetney out, then a repeating recording of Deanna saying "you're the first thing from my past life that didn't hurt to see." Chetney finds Frida and isn't pouncing yet.

They kneel, hold their hand out, and echo Deanna's words. "I know you're in there, Pock o'pea. My friend needs you now. Please come back."

Deanna's scent isn't there, but neither is the scent of blood. Chetney gets to their hand, rears up, looks into their eyes and tries to resist the bloodlust. With a shit persuasion roll from Frida, we roll initiative.

Robot! Versus! Werewolf!

Frida shoots into the air, which Deanna knows is a signal, and takes off running back toward the camp.

They play Deanna's laughter again which gives Chetney another saving throw to break away from the frenzy. The quarry is wrong, the blood tastes wrong, the hunt is wrong, and the laughter is familiar. "You did this. You did this. You hurt a friend. You lost control. Other friends are coming. Shame hits you, deep shame." He takes off into the woods, and Imogen and Fearne follow while Deanna tends to Frida. Chetney escapes and runs into the woods.

Frida (presumably, with a 10) fails a CON save against lycanthropy, since Chetney bit them.

"He's in there—" "No, no—" "No, it's fine, it's fine, he's in there!" "Fine, I'll get him out the old fashioned way!" "...are you gonna fuck him?" never change, Laura Bailey. never change.

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Elliot Scofield from Callisto

Only Son of Helia and Morgan Scofield

Eldest Child of Helia and Morgan Scofield

Activist In The Making

-Elliot is the eldest child and only son of Helia and Morgan.

-He’s about 15/16 when we first meet him and is a sophomore at the Callisto Artistry Academy. (Elliot’s more passionate about his art, even if he’s slightly more into digital arts than his parents.)

-Elliot’s birthday is September 25. He’s a Libra by Earth Standards and a Nereid by the Magical Dimension’s.

-He has long dark hair like his father, and bright amber eyes like his mother. And he has slightly pointed ears, also like his mother. Tends to keep his hair done up in elven braids or a ponytail.

-He has his ears pierced too. Helps him to alleviate some tension.

-Elliot has a younger sister. He both loves her and wants to trade her in for a new camera. (Not really, but she does have a tendency to get on his nerves.)

-He’s an activist and most of his art/videography is about the causes he tries to fight for. (Climate change on certain realms, animal rights, racism and magicism.)

-(Yes, there is racism in the Magical Dimension. There are a few realms that feel like certain people from other realms aren’t safe. And there are still people who think certain types of magic are bad/evil.)

-Elliot is vegan and enjoys sharing recipes with his cousin Lily.

-He loves making his own food and coming up with new dishes to try for his family. So far, he’s pretty good with making meals, but his younger sister still likes to critique him or one-up him with her own. (Usually in the quick snack/dessert departments.)

-Elliot is a ‘go with the flow’ type when he’s with his friends. Typically this means he gets involved in their shenanigans, but he figures someone needs to keep the others in line.

-He loves cinematography and videography. Both have their reasons for existing and capture different essences, and he wants to learn how to incorporate both into his art.

-Some of his favorite subjects are the animals in the Wildlands and his fairy friends in flight. There’s just something elegant and real about it.

-(Though he has come up with stories as well. Artemis and Apollo love helping out with his more dramatic material.)

-Elliot has a touch of a daredevil/adventurous side too, something he gets from his mother. He just loves life and wants to experience as much of it as possible.

-There’s so much to love about the Magical Dimension, I mean come on! The food, the cultures, the artworks, the magic, the lore. And it all somehow fits together in this little universe. How could you not want to experience it?! (Or document it and try to save as much as possible for the next gen?)

-Elliot is a registered bi-disaster. Or a bi-terror. Basically he could hook anyone he wants, and while he knows it, he can’t think too hard about it or he’ll lose whatever “mojo” he had.

-He’s also not entirely sure what he wants in a relationship just yet. All he knows is he wants someone who’s willing to fight “the powers that be” when they start getting greedy/dirty. After all, he wants to change things for the better, and while he’s willing to do that alone, he doesn’t want to have to.

-Elliot does some yoga/meditation classes with Layla and Nabu’s children as well as his cousin Lily. It helps him keep things clear in his mind’s eye and stay focused on his work. (And it makes him feel great.)

-(He’s partially a woodland elf, okay? Flexibility is part of their thing.)

-Elliot and Nixie actually do some art classes together. Both work with a similar tools; digital cameras and videograms, so they like to share ideas. They’ve even done a collaboration on Domino’s wildlife. (Though they had her parents worried out of their minds because DANGER.)

-Like both of his parents, Elliot does have magic. It’s a bit more prominent than the magic Helia has, but it’s not quite as powerful as his mother’s.

-His magic is rooted in nature, which isn’t a surprise to him given his family’s magical history. However he is surprised that he seems to be able to find hidden grottos and pocket dimensions that are scattered around the Magical Dimension.

-(Which he totally does not explore or bring the others with him to explore. That would be dangerous and could have severe consequences. Why would you think he’d do that?)

-(Probably because he would… He is his mother’s son. And a grandchild of Salvador’s.)

-Elliot tried to get into more traditional artwork like his father, but he tends to get frustrated with all the different brush types and paper types and canvases and it… It just all runs together for him and he doesn’t have the patience. He can admit it.

-Helia’s just glad he tried to do things his way first, before completely disregarding it. (They still do little paintings together on occasion. Father-son bonding.)

-Elliot’s got an interesting relationship with his grandparents on his dad’s side. He tends to see his Great Uncle Saladin more than his grandmother or grandfather. (Granted they are both divorced and it takes some doing to get around both of their busy schedules. His grandma’s a general now and his grandfather’s just opened his sixth gallery.)

-He does try to keep up with them though, even if it's just a few phone calls or video chats in a month.

-As for the Sylvane side of his family? He’s very ingrained in their way of life. (AKA, he’s well-versed in controlled chaos and lovingly picking on his family despite threats of death.)

-He and his sister are also deep into learning more about their elven roots. Especially since there’s been some issues rising up in the Elven Worlds. (Which Elliot hopes to help resolve one day. After all, demonizing and ostracizing one side of magic is what led to the Great War for Magic before, what would stop the various elven communes to start their own version?)

-While Elliot isn’t much of a fighter, he is good enough at defending himself. His magic is strong enough to draw energy blasts and to commune with the natural forces around him for protection. And thanks to his Great Uncle Saladin and his father’s teachings, he’s not too shabby about hand-to-hand or sword-to-sword combat either. (Though it’s not something he totally enjoys and he’s definitely not fond of the times he goes up against his cousins. Particularly Etta who seems to enjoy making an ass out of anyone who stands against her.)

-Elliot isn’t fond of weapons, but he has developed a fondness for the sword his Grandpa Palladium gave him. It’s engraved with woodland runes, giving him a bit of an upper hand when dealing with certain types of elementals and gives him a power boost. Can’t say “no” to that.

-His school’s classes are scheduled differently than most other schools in the Magical Dimension, as most of the classes deal with certain types of artistry.

-His favorite classes are his obvious obsessions with videography and cinematography.

-Like his father, he’s not that big a fan of working with clay. It’s messy and gets in places it shouldn’t be.

-While he doesn’t mind doing traditional painting, trying to figure out the right techniques isn’t easy for him.

-He does enjoy sketching though. It’s the perfect way to outline his ideas before he goes on shoots.

-Writing isn’t his strong suit, but he’s decent at coming up with lovely poems and thought-provoking stories. His essays are his best work though, as he can really get into the meat of what he wants to protect or stop and why.

-Elliot isn’t completely sure what he wants to do with his life yet. He just knows he wants to use his love of videography and cinematography to change the realms. (For the better.) Who knows, maybe he’ll be able to spark new life into some of abandoned projects across the realms?

#winx club oc #winx club oc next gen #winx next gen #winx oc #winx oc next gen #winx club next gen oc #winx club morgan and helia #winx club oc and helia child #winx club elliot scofield #winx club elliot scofield oc #winx elliot scofield #camera nerd #elf with a lens

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