It’s been a few days in the jungle now and hopefully you haven’t managed to die just yet – after all, the fun’s just begun.
On the seventh day of trekking the wilderness, each character who has Air in their heart will suddenly find themselves pausing in the middle of the day. Suddenly they’re able to feel the patterns of the wind in the air. A chill passes through them as a breeze will kick up.
Then without warning, they’re lifted right off the ground and cast up into the sky. At least they don’t have time to be scared as they suddenly lose consciousness after floating for a few seconds.
Don’t worry. It’ll get better. When they wake up, they hear the following message in a wispy way, carried along by the breeze itself –
 It is not the correct time to be sleeping. You must awaken.
There is something that needs to be done.
You need to be the one to do it.
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PHASE I [ day one ] Anyone here with a fear of heights? Yes? Well, that’s too bad. When air characters awaken, they’ll find themselves cast right into the mountains of Tellus. It’s rocky, the path is minimal at best and non-existent at worse, and there are screeches of something dangerous and angry calling in the distance.
Caeli demonstrates his poor sense of direction once again as characters wake up and find themselves on a mountainous ledge. There is no apparent path -– except for across a dangerous ravine that dips down to the base of the mountain. There is no end in sight when one looks down, instead only pure black depths.
The cloud waits on the other side, floating patiently. Caeli gives one instruction: “Jump.”
But try not to fall in, that would be a sad start to the trip. Thankfully, the distance across isn't really too far, and Caeli might give those who can't quite make the jump a little boost -- but you still have to be brave enough to make the jump or be left behind.
PHASE II [ day one ] Well, one way or another, you seemed to have made it. From there, it’s just one long hike where you’re stuck following a cloud that simply doesn’t feel like responding to your calls for attention. The hours drag on and the sun sets across the horizon as you are left climbing this mountain, no end in sight.
But as you climb higher and higher, the temperature drops. The hour grows later and slowly but surely, white flecks begin to fall from the sky. Cold? Hopefully you were dressed appropriately seeing as now the thick layers of snow are building and building and building – making it harder to climb as the movement now requires trudging through three to four feet of snow.
Did you want to take a break? Have fun catching hypothermia if you do!
There's definitely not much in the way of shelter, but you can try to make something out of the scant trees remaining, or create a fire. Either way, you definitely don't want to be left behind, so don't lose sight of everyone else.
PHASE III [ day two ] Whether you felt like standing guard or were fast asleep, a piercing screech will act in the place of an alarm clock.
All too soon, a flight of winged creatures will descend upon the mountain travelers, looking none too friendly. Caeli descends to offer helpfully, “Griffins. They were once mine.” To which, the beasts merely emit another piercing screech before baring their claws and moving to attack the party. They are fearsome creatures and will not fall until they are killed, consistently trying to get back on their feet even when injured.
If no one manages to lose an eye and the griffins are subdued, characters will find upon their fallen bodies that they have areas where tufts of fur are missing, leaving a clean injection spot. There are small machine implants at the back of their necks, beeping ominously. Each is branded with a different number identification. Caeli is nowhere to be found.
PHASE IV [ day three ] The summit of the mountain is typically considered the most beautiful place. For those who are seeking solace, the peak of this adventure is safely above the clouds and the sun is slowly rising in the distance. Acting as a moment of peace, it is truly beautiful.
For those who do not rest so easy, there is more to be found near the top of the mountain. One run-down shack can be found, plated with steel and amenities found inside such as blankets and coats to fight off the snow.
More worryingly, there is an operating table in the middle of the room. A white cloth drapes over it, stained with red and operating instruments resting on the edges, the gleaming metal darkened with old blood. The same tufts of feathers and fur that could be found on the griffons are scattered on the floor, claw marks digging deep into the metal of the walls.
Be careful not to touch anything. If a character comes into contact with some of the blood that stains the table or the instruments, they will immediately begin to feel hints of aggression. There will be an intense need to pick fights with those around them and the feeling will not disappear until they are knocked out (or killed, but who would want that?).
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He doesn't fault Hiro for sounding clipped; he's hardly an expert on emotional composure.]
Are we not? Ah, to a point, at least?
[The politics of CERES and how the rest of their makeshift, misplaced colony responds to it is, admittedly, still something he's piecing together. Rin, of course, had nothing positive to say about it, during their short stint as roommates before all of this, and the experience up until now doesn't leave him with a lot of personal faith either, but he also can tell they have a hand in more than he's aware of. He's unsure really where his faith lies, other than in that nagging doubt that tells him this is all impossible, the voice that won't go away, even after seeing so much he knows he shouldn't be.]
But who else would be-- [A pause to regain composure; he swallows hard, ignoring how dry his throat is as a result of the quick change in climate.] experimenting like this?
[A nice way of putting it. Too nice for the unsettling feeling it leaves behind in his stomach.]
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I don't know. I don't think so though...we're just people that have to play by their rules for a little bit, aren't we? [He has his own mixed feelings on CERES for a multitude of reason. Reviving the code of someone who should be dead, keeping people and spirits hostage, doing all sorts of crazy stuff...but then again, there are pieces of CERES that aren't fitting together anymore. That's where he gets tripped up. With the table between them now he looks up at Rei curiously.]
We know that other people used to live on the planet before Vincere established Cerealia. Uh, the old CEO, in case nobody's told you that. [He's finding that a lot of people may not know everything he's learned since arriving. He chews on his lip in thought.] But it seems weird that the native people here would just be operating on the griffins. You heard Caeli back further down on the mountain. They used to be Caeli's. And...we don't know a lot about the people that used to live here other than what we saw back in the jungle. Maybe that compound wasn't even the mountain people's. There're way too many possibilities but they all point to either CERES or the natives. It's kinda why I want to take a closer look. Maybe see if we can run some tests on the blood samples, something. Anything that'll give us answers.
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[Nailed it.]
Who knows what they're carrying! Labs have protocols set up in these cases for a reason, and--
[Please feel free to interrupt him, he'll be stuck on this for a good few minutes at least, otherwise.]
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I'm a scientist, dude. I know what I'm doing. [He doesn't. Not really, not in the way actual scientists do but science is still something he understands better than most things.] And in case you haven't noticed, this lab doesn't seem to have any kind of protocol at all. CERES is supposed to have records of everything. And even if they don't have records of the blood types I can have Baymax scan them whenever we get back and maybe find an answer that way.
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Apologies, I--
["Have friends who would be treating this like a haunted lighthouse attraction?" But then he would have to admit he'd been just as scared, that the whole expedition on that adventure had been his own fault.
There's not an excuse that makes the tendency sound any better. So he lets the apology sit on its own. Who knows, maybe the kid (as if Rei isn't still one himself) gets it better than he thinks. It wouldn't be the first time.]
So what would you be looking for?
[Science is easier, anyway. Even if the subject is grim.]
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I'd at least want to see about maybe comparing blood types with any records CERES might have. If we're on a planet of alien and robots and code that would be one of the first things you'd think they'd keep records of. Forensics might be hard to apply up here but it's worth a try. And maybe I'm just hoping to find
I'd at least want to see about maybe comparing blood types with any records CERES might have. If we're on a planet of alien and robots and code that would be one of the first things you'd think they'd keep records of. Forensics might be hard to apply up here but it's worth a try. And maybe I'm just hoping to find <i<some</i> clue about the scientists that did all of this. <small>[A pause.]</small> You think it's a bad idea to investigate?