WEEK 6.

[trustwellness]

WEEK 6 With the deaths of Viktor Nikiforov, Varric Tethras, and Killia, you're down to half of your original number. There's only fifteen of you left. How much longer before your number drops again? Saturday is given to regrouping and rest; on Sunday morning the clock chimes as it always has, but at least there are no bodies to find today. It seems you're safe for now. The night before wasn't necessarily a peaceful one, however; you'll probably feel a bit groggy when you wake up, and it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... Of course, that doesn't mean that you've gained nothing else among the many, many losses you've faced; it seems that another floor has been made available to you for surviving another week. Congratulations and well done, even if you might not necessarily appreciate the reward. APPRENTICES REMAINING: 15

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week six of Trustfell! Feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget to save those threads for coins and the activity check!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Wordsmith, you can do so through letters or the switchboard!]

Comments

[elepe]

Oh, I imagine. These brushes can be far too hard on one's hair. It's as if the Wordsmith doesn't know how women even come close to caring for themselves...

[Of course, he also put their ages and weights on their profile. She's not surprised.]

It looks like having your own here has paid off, however. I imagine that hair like yours is a tad difficult, from time to time.

[plegia]

[It's okay, Weavile. That is absolutely no fault of yours. You'll hopefully get a more satisfying fight some other time!!]

Of course I am! I'm the strongest in Plegia! I wouldn't be King otherwise!

[HE'S SO PROUD OF HIMSELF okay listen he kind of needed a victory even if it was against poor drunk Silver.]

I don't fight with my fists, though. I'd break a nail!

[...and also you can't fight unarmed FIRE EMBLEM]

[feistytrader]

[Well poor drunk Silver doesn't seem to mind too much, so it works out for everyone--!]

Oh, that's what you're worried about? No way. Nails are great in fights. You can rip and tear with those.

[...Silver buddy, that's a little-]

[plegia]

Well yes, but I always have a sword on me! Why go for that and risk breaking a nail when I can use a sword to cut people down? Or summon lightning from the sky to strike them, same thing.

[...that is absolutely not the same thing at all, but okay.]

[plegia]

[It's fine, it's not like he's going to read what she's writing; he's curious but not that curious.]

Boredom, mostly. There isn't much to do around here and this place is slightly more interesting than some of the other rooms.

[But maybe that's just because Kimbley set things on fire in here.]

[feistytrader]

You can summon lightning? From your hands?

[...This is the coolest shit Silver's ever heard in his life, apparently.]

[plegia]

...It wasn't really anything too noteworthy. I'm going to battle Chrom, but I figured that much out already.

[It'd be nice if he could actually experience the fight instead of just dreaming about it... but whatever. At least he'll finally be able to put an end to the Ylissean royalty. Wait, don't they have a younger sister...?]

[plegia]

From my sword! I could do it with a tome as well, if I was in the proper class.

[poor drunk silver doesn't need this]

[elepe]

So it seems.

[She hasn't actually messed with any of the chemicals or compounds in here. Those were always Kimbley's territory, rather than hers, and the last thing she wants is to poison everyone indirectly.]

Perhaps if you know what you're doing, you can make your own amusement in here. I can't say I've tested what some of these can do, however...

[...hmm.]

Have you? Even in passing.

[feistytrader]

Whoa. No wonder why you like swords so much.

[He would totally be here for a cool lightning sword too, even if swords kind of objectively suck otherwise until he meets a damn Honedge.]

I guess murder class isn't tome friendly?

[plegia]

Kimbley left me a letter to explain how he created colored fire.

[He fishes it out of his pocket, but he doesn't open it.]

I'd show you, but I wouldn't want to accidentally set your notes ablaze!

[Is he joking or is he serious...???]

[plegia]

[OKAY BUT GHOST SWORDS ARE JUST OBJECTIVELY COOL]

...Murder class. Gods.

[JUST. GIVE HIM A MOMENT...]

I'm a Trickster! We use swords and staves. Other classes - like Dark Mage and Sorcerer - use tomes.

[feistytrader]

[...He stares at him for a good long moment; longer than he really should need to, but processing isn't really happening very quickly right now.]

So it's kind of like Pokémon types. ...Wait, but Pokémon can still use moves that aren't their type...

[He's trying really hard.]

I guess sword lightning's cooler than book lightning anyway.

[plegia]

[oh my god silver you're trying so hard]

Agreed! Tomes come in other types as well - Wind, Fire, and Dark Magic! Though lightning is by far the most impressive.

[...okay, some of those dark magic spells are pretty Intense, but dark mages are awful and they should feel awful about their chosen class.]

[feistytrader]

[Wind... Flying, Fire, Dark, Lightning is electric...]

You don't have more types of magic than that?

[No wonder why Mikazuki was so confused.]

[elepe]

Did he?

[...well, that's something else to focus on. It at least sounds like it would be interesting.]

You know, you could simply ask me to move. Perhaps I'd be interested in seeing it.

[tsugomori]

[ He pauses and realizes he doesn't need the tape, so he hands that back over to Silver with a sheepish smile.

He adds:

likes: his comrades ]

There we go.

[ ...Sometimes, he is just that simple. He'll hand over the sharpie. ]

Thank you, Silver. You've been very helpful.

[matchbreaker]

Oh, it certainly can be... but I have a great deal of pride in it.

[ And content that her fingers have dried enough, she runs a hand through one of the long trails of it ] I've been growing it most of my life, you see.

[tsugomori]

Oh. I don't think I've heard about him before.

[ There's... Something about that name, though. It's rude but he has to say it (no he doesn't). He'll say it, albeit quietly: ]

But, did I hear it right? His name kind of rhymes with gnome, doesn't it?

[iaspis]

Really? Any ideas about him?

kitchen

[sportadork]

[man that sure is. a lot. of something.]

You must be really hungry. [he says, joking even though he's actually kinda concerned by this.]

[elepe]

Have you? The length certainly implies that.

[Lusamine walks closer, tentatively.]

Is there a particular reason for it, or simply a preference?

[matchbreaker]

A little of both. [ she... ] I love my hair, I think it's one of my greatest charm point. But, of course, the reason I know that to be true is because it so impressed my James when I first met him.

[ Her smile's a bit wonky, but she can still swoon a little as she recounts ]

He actually brushed my hair and kissed my neck when he proposed to me!

[acherontiastyx]

Hey, quit it!

[HE STEPS BACK AND CROSSES HIS ARMS OVER HIS STOMACH]

I'm not a squeaky toy!

[foundfate]

[Watanuki is probably a little too quick to shake his head.]

No, they should go to your room. I don't want them to hear any of this.