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

[firstaid]

Well, I don't want to make others think they must care for me when I'm capable of doing it myself.

[She may have been a sheltered princess, but she very much appreciates her independence.]

[matchbreaker]

[ You know, she likes the sentiment. Actually, approves of it. But she runs a hand over the table, digging her nails a little ]

Did you have something to prove?

[firstaid]

[Estelle thinks on that for a moment, then shakes her head.]

No, I don't believe that I do other than showing the knights and the council that I'm perfectly capable of being outside of the castle and their supervision.

[matchbreaker]

[ She... laughs at that. Her wahaha evil old lady laugh! She's not sure if that's supreme lack of self-awareness on her part or a lot of self-assurance. Elda digs her nails in a bit further, but. Wow. ]

And did you accomplish that?!

[firstaid]

[She shakes her head.]

Honestly, I'm not sure. If you asked me before my dreams happened, I would have said yes... however, I'm honestly rethinking that a lot.

[matchbreaker]

Three steps forward, two back?

[ She offers, her nails still dancing on the table ]

[firstaid]

I suppose that is a way to describe it.

[She takes another spoonful of curry.]

[matchbreaker]

Does that mean you have a different way to put it?

[firstaid]

It feels like even though I'm taking steps forward, what I truly am is holding me back.

[matchbreaker]

.... Nobility?

[ What she truly is??? ]

[firstaid]

[She shakes her head.]

I'm what's called a Child of the Full Moon. It seems... I am a deadly weapon as much as I am a healer.

[That's what she's going to say for now.]

[matchbreaker]

... What. You're a Moon person?

[ Like Clefable? ]