Day 270 - Let me tell you about Skyrim

[wayofvoice]

Who: Paarthurnax
When: 270
Where: All throughout the Bastion
What: So Paarthurnax went shopping...
Format: I'll match


As the sun rises on the Bastion, it becomes increasingly clear to its residents that it is considerably more lively than the previous day had seen set on.

It's perhaps immediately obvious to any who venture near the lake. On the Bastion's side, there are enormous walrus-like creatures that seem to stick close to the water, either submerged in it or lounging on shore. Opposite of them, on the Dragonfield's side of things, are what appear to be rocks at a distance... But did that just move? It seems that Mudcrabs are also inhabiting the area.

Further along, in the trees of Dragonfield, foxes can be seen weaving in and out of trees with coats of brilliant red or eye-catching white. They seem playful enough, and seem to, for some strange reason, congregate near certain trees more than others... Did that branch creak? Did you see something move out of the corner of your eye? Don't worry about it. The Bastion's Spriggans are just shy. At least there are new juniper trees as well, available for harvesting. As for those who go out onto the Skyway and regularly pass the Mammoths, they'll see these massive beasts have newer and much smaller companions: elk which pass between the large legs with apparently little bother.

For any wondering where all these new creatures have come from, well, the answer is probably obvious. Paarthurnax is dwelling about Dragonfield, checking on the root-like plants which are growing over the rocks of the not-mountains and nosing the newest kind of Nirnroot which glows pale pink and sounds just a bit off compared to its greener cousin. Following him as he inspects his most recent purchases are a Dwarven Sphere and a Dwarven Spider, the latter balancing a jar of... Are those teeth?

Regardless. Feel free to speak to the old dragon as he goes about his business, or simply investigate all these fascinating new things.

Comments

[bakegarasu]

Otoha isn't really a morning person, but once he's dragged himself out of bed and outside, it's clear that there's more activity in the field. He's never really examined this area closely, since... well. He supposedly 'has no fear' but he's not really eager to get chomped on by a dragon.

But the new plants have him interested, and he crouches by some ash creep, touching it and sniffing the air to see if it reminds him of any plants he knows. ... No, not really. But as he continues looking at the new plants, he heads straight towards Paarthurnax and freezes as he gets close, hand on his sword.

[wayofvoice]

Fortunately, Paarthurnax has quite the reserves of patience and is hardly unused to swords being drawn on him. He pauses as the individual freezes up, and inspects him with a calm eye. Relatively a newcomer, if he recalls, and one he has not spoken before. Politely, he gives a small bow of his head to him.

"The ash creep has grown well," he says, as if Otoha isn't about to attack him. "I am glad of this. It is a useful plant, in skilled hands."

[dragonsorcsandwolves]

Rob notes odd shapes by the lake as he heads to the cubic oak tree, and approaches them with curiosity until he stops in his tracks and begins backing away because those are horkers and he doesn't have his sword on him only a knife. It doesn't take much thought to realize who must have created them. Did Paar not realize that they were hostile to humans? Rob begins moving around the lake towards the bridge to go ask, noticing some more of the new flora and fauna as he goes.

Once over the bridge he heads straight for the dragon peering at something on the not-mountains and followed by... Huh. He honestly never considered dwarven constructs to be capable of being cute until this very moment. But regardless...

"Um, Paarthurnax? Did... did you see those... walrus-things by the lake?"

[wayofvoice]

As Rob approaches, Paarthurnax draws his attention away from the ash creep and gives a nod in greeting. "Yes. They are gahgort, known as horkers by the Nords. Their meat was much enjoyed by them." Seriously. Nords go bananas for some horker loaf. Unfortunately, he's never had the pleasure of trying it.

"I had thought they would be a contribution to the Bastion."

[freedom_engineer]

And as the sun rises on the Bastion, there's Colin out for his morning jog, carrying a sack of rocks on his back for weight. He jogs in place as he passes the Dragonfield, and he blinks. More toys? That's certainly worth a diversion from routine.

"Where do you keep finding these wonderful toys, Paar?" Colin asks, approaching without reservation and studying the spider and the sphere.

[wayofvoice]

The Sphere just looks back steadfastly, but it's the Spider which comes forward to investigate right back with its gears clicking. The jar wobbles on top of it.

From Paarthurnax comes an amused huff, and he nods to Colin. "Drem yol lok. It is only the Monument's power which allows me to bring such things here. I spoke of the Dwemer's creations with you before, and thought you would appreciate the company of more of them."

[daughterofursa]

Between Paarthurnax's lessons and the turtle ducks, Zuko visits the lake regularly, but today it seems rather more... crowded. The most obvious new animals look sort of like turtle seals, minus the shells. She's not really intimidated in spite of their size, but heads across the bridge to where she sees Paarthurnax.

"You've been busy," she observes. With his new metal pets, she's pretty sure at least most of this is his doing.

[wayofvoice]

"I had much to spend." Paarthurnax's voice is fond as he looks to Zuko from where he's inspecting the latest cropping up of Nirnroot. He had heard of this specimen from Dovahkin, yet it is more fascinating to see it for himself. "With the recent events, I had though it would be best to use it for our own gain. Hopefully, what I have chosen will prove useful in the future."

[scary_music]

"Uwoah! We have new fox-chans!" Ibuki shouted happily, chasing after one of the foxes.

... Hopefully they won't try to bite her, she just wants to play with them.

[wayofvoice]

No biting here! The foxes seem surprised at suddenly being chased after just messing around the forest, but they catch on soon enough, shooting through the foliage.

[amphibian]

[THAT'S A WALRUS

THAT'S A LOT OF WALRUSES

AOI JUST WANTED TO GO SWIMMING, SHE IS NOT ABOUT THIS

She's just gonna...carefully make her way to the other side of the lake where Paarthurnax is. Given all the other new creatures catching her eye as she wanders and the way the friendly neighborhood grandpadragon inspecting them all, she doesn't really ask who's responsible for these things.]

...Hey, they aren't gonna mind if I swim in there, are they? [Walruses didn't exactly hang around her swimming pools at home; what's she supposed to expect of these things. Partly to indicate them and partly because if she lets herself stare at that giant spider thing she's gonna freak out, she stares pointedly at the walruses-things flopping and lounging about the lake.]

[wayofvoice]

I should think not. They are more docile here, and there is no reason for them to bother you so long as you do not harass them.

[Like, don't get right up on top of a not-walrus. They don't like that. They are grumpy things like that, although they won't gore anyone to death with their tusks.]

tldr moon is paranoid. Dusk-

[notfell]

Moon had picked the boat to live in because it was .. vaguely familiar. He'd never truly lived in one of these other shapes of homes, and he knows he could get a place for himself with shards, but.. a tree for just him feels weird. The boat is enough like one of the islander's boats that he doesn't care its in the water and a little empty feeling.

... Or at least he didn't mind it was in the water until he came out one morning and there sure is a tusked waterling in the water nearby. Sure, all its doing right now is floating there in the water, but tusked creatures can do some serious damage.

Moon hides back in his boat for... the rest of the day. He wasn't going to inspect the things while he's soft and squishy, which means that he's going to do so when its fairly dark out. His boat rocks a little when he shifts and climbs over the side into the water.

There is a confused, much smaller lizard-man scenting the air about that pink glowing plant, and warily eyeing the tusked creatures. The whole area smells like the big scaled thing - dragon? - and he's not sure how he's supposed to feel about that.

[wayofvoice]

Well, considering Paarthurnax has lived here for some time now, the field really should be heavily imbued with his scent and presence. There isn't anywhere else in the Bastion that he can dwell, after all.

In fact, with most of his visitors having ceased their investigations of the new additions and Colin having taken the Dwemer creations, Paarthurnax is relaxing there now. At the visitor investigating the plants, he speaks up from deeper in the field. "Nirnroot. They have a strong resistance to magic, but can be dangerous to health and energy. It takes care to make them into a proper potion, I have heard."

[blackblooded]

Crona is curious. And so, Crona wanders, and Crona looks. There are dragons snapping at the foxes, and elk wandering around the mammoths, and it's all fascinating and new and somewhat terrifying.

[wayofvoice]

The foxes and little dragons are getting along like a house on fire, by which that means something is going to break soon, probably, but nothing serious seems to have erupted just yet. In fact, a nearby scuffle seems to have ended, and a fluffed up little fox starts to wander nearer to Crona, nose twitching.

[cyan_maid]

This morning is certainly an interesting one for Jane. She wakes up and heads out of the Apartments, ready to head right to the Cannery, but once she gets past the cottages and can see the lake, there's far too much activity near its banks for her to ignore. Curious, she doubles back towards the river to get a better view of things, and begins to notice some of the new changes to the Dragonfield. Was this another instance of someone in the Bastion creating new creatures?

In any case, she finds herself standing on the bridge between Dragonfield and the rest of the Bastion, squinting into the trees at every flicker of movement. She seems...hesitant to cross over, perhaps because she keeps thinking of the Cannery and the day ahead...oh, but it's so tempting to go in and explore, just for a little while!

[wayofvoice]

It really is tempting, isn't it? There are a lot of new things in Dragonfield, and they're all completely open to be investigated! In fact, there's one at the other end of the bridge right now- a white fox peering at her from around the side with slow wags of its tail and ears perked up.

I'm sad I don't have quite the proper emote for this

[superdrowningskills]

[Given his particular set of priorities, it's the elk that Alucard comes across first. For the first few moments after spotting them, all he can do is stare like Christmas had come early out of the blue; as far as the dhampire's concerned, it might as well have. He may not be entirely familiar with the species, but they look most like big deer to him, and deer are fun to chase.

And so he does.]

[wayofvoice]

[jfc alucard]

[Predictably, the elk HAUL ASS the second they realize the dhampire is moving towards them, and then it's every antlered animal for themself while the mammoths look down at the shenanigans in annoyance.]

[coffeewithmysugar]

[Considering she makes a trip to the Skyway almost every day it doesn't take long for the girl to step out of her apartment and notice the changes. Out of sheer curiosity she follows what's most different until she ends up on the edge of Dragonfield.

Edea had been avoiding the place because in her head dragons still equate to incredibly painful death. But there's enough going on here that she's willing to chance encountering Paar. She's on guard (and armed, but when is she not?) but regarding the foxes with a hint of a smile on her face.]

[wayofvoice]

[The foxes seem to be absorbed in their own mischief right now, rolling about in a tumble as they play with one another, and don't seem to have noticed Edea's presence just yet.]

[findsrisks]

[Welp. Nanaki found the Dwarven Spider.

Her response to said spider is to just scream and back up from it, because what the hell that giant mechanical spider is almost up to her shoulders. Why would someone get something like this why?

Grandpa dragon seems like the best chance for protection, though, so Nanaki will scurry over to him as soon as she sees him.]

wow thanks for not telling me about this dw

[wayofvoice]

[Alarmed at the scream itself, the Dwarven spider retreats back to its sphere companion. WHAT, WHAT HAPPENED, JFC]

[Paarthurnax, in contrast, is much calmer as he twists his neck to look to Nanaki.]

I apologize that these have disturbed you, Nanaki.

[hellpyre]

[It's no secret that animals have a genuine pull towards Rin. Even ones that are normally dangerous tend to go docile when she's around, and those that are more friendly or even relatively neutral towards humans and the like will often come bounding up to her like they've seen an old friend for the first time in forever. And that's no different today when she ventures in to the Dragonfield to see what this is all about. The foxes turn snouts to the air, sniffing about before turning with excited yips in her direction. At first Kintaro, who had been perched on her shoulder calmly, was none too sure about this sudden charge of happy foxes, but a few minutes of careful moving about, sniffing and generally testing one another the Pokemon finds himself in the middle of a pile of fluff while Rin just laughs. Should Paar wander over he will find her sitting there, the rest of her venture completely forgotten as she scratches ears and chins and bellies.]

[wayofvoice]

It seems that you have made many friends.

[Paarthurnax seems a bit amused as he wanders over, but no less pleased. He expected this, honestly.]