- Location
- Fabulously Rainbow Ireland
Orrrrrr we can actual do the social stuff we came here to do instead of wasting time demanding answers that don't serve any purpose
Threads Of Destiny(Eastern Fantasy, Sequel to Forge of Destiny)
- Thread starter yrsillar
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Voted best in category in the Users' Choice awards.
Both options have good outcomes, but the negatives of both are hardly comparable. One, we make some small faux pas, and annoy the nobles a bit more. On the other, we alienate someone who, while being manipulative, has provided us with an opportunity we sorely need, introduction into the local nobility's circle. Finding an icebreaker isn't easy in the cultivation world, especially when all cultivators of a high rank become nobility, with all the factional tension that comes of such a situation.
As for keeping IC, I can see us confronting our host, but can also see us just as easily moving in to mingle. After all, a major part of the recent hunt involved us realizing that these people are more people-y than was initially believed, acting more human and approachable than standoffish.
Given that both options benefits are likely improved social, confrontation DOES give us more insight into a potential ally, and I believe it's successful outcome to be more valuable. However, the risk is higher, given that this is worded as being confrontational, and us trying to pull information from someone who hasn't so far revealed it of their own free will.
In the end, I'm going for the continued socialization. We could use more people on our list of acquaintances, and maybe boost that local social ranking.
[X] Let him play his game, make up for lost time and try to forge a few more lines of personal acquaintance among his group.
As for keeping IC, I can see us confronting our host, but can also see us just as easily moving in to mingle. After all, a major part of the recent hunt involved us realizing that these people are more people-y than was initially believed, acting more human and approachable than standoffish.
Given that both options benefits are likely improved social, confrontation DOES give us more insight into a potential ally, and I believe it's successful outcome to be more valuable. However, the risk is higher, given that this is worded as being confrontational, and us trying to pull information from someone who hasn't so far revealed it of their own free will.
In the end, I'm going for the continued socialization. We could use more people on our list of acquaintances, and maybe boost that local social ranking.
[X] Let him play his game, make up for lost time and try to forge a few more lines of personal acquaintance among his group.
[X] Let him play his game, make up for lost time and try to forge a few more lines of personal acquaintance among his group.
"That's the right attitude Ling Qi."
"My malnourished-paranoid-vulgar-street-urchin-self."
"Wait, thats not wha-
"Come on you motherfuckers! You waiting to grow a pair? Lets hunt this fucking lion down!"
"You're right Sixiang, I should stop emulating Meizhen and instead just be myself!"
"That's the right attitude Ling Qi."
"My malnourished-paranoid-vulgar-street-urchin-self."
"Wait, thats not wha-
"Come on you motherfuckers! You waiting to grow a pair? Lets hunt this fucking lion down!"
Ji Rong, is that you!?
- Location
- Canada
[X] Let him play his game, make up for lost time and try to forge a few more lines of personal acquaintance among his group.
[X] Let him play his game, make up for lost time and try to forge a few more lines of personal acquaintance among his group.
- Location
- scrabbling
[X] Get answers, proactively seek out Luo Zhong during the victory celebration and press him, politely, on what exactly he wants.
EternalObserver
eYe Gaze baCk
- Location
- The Void
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- Location
- Finland
[X] Let him play his game, make up for lost time and try to forge a few more lines of personal acquaintance among his group.
I don't think we necessarily should stop using Meizhen style imperious unapproachability mask.
We should just learn better when to use it, and to drop it for select individuals.
I don't think we necessarily should stop using Meizhen style imperious unapproachability mask.
We should just learn better when to use it, and to drop it for select individuals.
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Fire Emblem Enjoyer
- Location
- Australia
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- He/Him
[X] Let him play his game, make up for lost time and try to forge a few more lines of personal acquaintance among his group.
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- Staring into the void
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- Yes
[X] Let him play his game, make up for lost time and try to forge a few more lines of personal acquaintance among his group.
Creation: Sunrise
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- the internet
Hi guys. This is omake is a continuation of my last one which you can find here: Formation: Dawn
@yrsillar ...hope you like it!
Chao Bo wondered if the family always kept their door unlocked or if these were special circumstances. He looked around at the worn down apartment. The living quarters were somewhat cluttered, although he had supposed he had seen worse. It looked like someone had made a half-hearted attempt to clean the rooms every few days. The overall upkeep of this home certainly left more to be desired though. Paint peeled from the walls and the carpeting bared old stains. Lai Meixiu led him through the shabby two-room apartment, toward the corner of the living room. There, in a rocking chair, was a thin, middle-aged woman staring at the opposite wall. Chao Bo could immediately see something was wrong here--she did not react to their arrival in anyway. "Hello," Chao Bo said slowly. He stepped forward and waved a hand in front of the woman's face. She didn't even blink in response. The woman simply looked at the wall with hollow, vacant eyes.
"Mama's sleep-awake," Lai Meixiu said.
"Sleep-awake?" Chao Bo repeated.
"It's different from actually going to bed. Papa says she's a different sort of asleep, with her mind somewhere else. It's better this way 'cause she'd be really sad if she was actually awake."
Chao Bo looked at the mother's slack face. "I think," he said grimly, "she's sad either way."
Lai Meixiu frowned. She looked somewhat sad but not nearly as troubled as Chao Bo would have expected. He supposed the child must have become used to the circumstances. She shuffled her feet, appearing quite uncomfortable. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she looked at Chao Bo with eagerness.
"Come on!" She took him by the hand. "Being with Mama is boring. Let's go to my room!" Chao Bo silently wondered whether the girl thought of him as her new playmate. Now, wasn't that a chilling notion, he thought wryly.
She led him to another room which he supposed was her parents' bedroom. At the far wall, a folding screen door acted as a divider, cutting a third of the room off. Lai Meixiu scampered across the room and disappeared behind the divider. Chao Bo followed her, at a much slower pace.
He rounded the divider and took in the child's bedroom. Both the wall and the divider were covered in detailed paintings. He recognized a variety of different scenes from all over the city. The market at midday, with the crowds rushing to and fro. The view of the city's horizon line from a top the main bridge. The very Sun temple to which Chao Bo devoted himself, where he had caught Lai Meixiu. He marveled at the detail of each scene, wondering how a six year old attained such skill. Chao Bo looked down at the supplies strewn about the floor. There were bowls of dirty, colored water. There were also mortars and pestles, containing different shades of pigments. He could see that Lai Meixiu had left some pigments half-finished. Some ingredients were ground into a fine paste and others left whole. Chao Bo recognized some of the materials used--petals and buds from the temple's garden.
Lai Meixiu stood proudly beside her artwork, waiting for his response. Her chest was puffed up and her chubby face was beaming. "This is incredible work, especially for someone your age," he said sincerely. "How old are you, six?"
This guess proved to be quite the mistake. Lai Meixiu scowled at him, glowering. "I'm not six, I'm eight! How could you say that?!" She demanded indignantly.
"Well," He said calmly. "You really are quite small."
Lai Meixiu huffed and looked away, her arms folded across her chest. Chao Bo thought it tactful to change the subject and so he broached another matter on his mind. "I see you've been using the flowers you stole from the temple as ingredients for your various paints. At least you're making use of them. I thought you were stealing them just so you admire them at home." This proved to be another mistake, as Lai Meixiu looked at him with a mix of indignation and incredulity. "What would be the point of that? Why-"
She was cut off by the door opening. A man stepped through and looked at them. He was tall, pale and rail thin. His tired, hooded eyes met Chao Bo's. "Greetings," Chao Bo said, nodding amicably. "I apologize for the surprise of my presence. My name is Chao Bo and I work as a caretaker for our local Sun temple, where I had found this child trespassing on more than one occasion." He inclined his head in Lai Meixiu's direction. There was a beat of silence, as the man looked at his daughter, who seemed to shrink inward under the scrutiny.
"I greet you and welcome you to our home, Chao Bo." The man said in a tired voice, looking from his daughter to the table and chairs in the foyer. He strode towards the table, closing the door behind him. "My name is Lai Shui." He sat down heavily on one stool. "Lai Meixiu," he said severely. "Have you apologized to this man for your transgressions?"
Lai Meixiu shrunk from her father's heavy gaze. "Y-yes. Well, I apologized to the Sun for taking the flowers."
Lai Shui' eyes narrowed. "Are you telling me," he said slowly "that you stole from the Sun temple's garden?"
"It is quite alright," Chao Bo cut in. "I led her to the shrine of the Suns where she asked the Face of Dawn for forgiveness. Based on the results, I firmly believe that Dawn has forgave her. In fact, I think she went out of her way to show forgiveness. It is not surprising that she would show kindness and mercy to a child, for such is her nature. However, the fact that the Face of Dawn made her presence explicitly known may hint at some fortune in this little one's future."
Lai Shui raised his brows. "Well, any amount of fortune would certainly be welcome in this family. As you can see, we can use any luck we have" he said, bitterness creeping into his tone. "I have no doubt you have already seen my wife, Lai Nuo. When we started this family, we thought we could provide for our child. But...life happens. And now I am supporting the three of us on my own."
"I see," Chao Bo said sadly.
A brief silence followed.
"Papa, can you believe Mr. Chao Bo thought I was only six years old?" Lai Meixiu burst out.
"Well, you are quite small for your age." He looked at Chao Bo. "We're all a bit underfed in this house," He said wryly. However, Lai Shui's dark expression belied his dry tone. "I'm afraid we can't offer you much in the way of hospitality but perhaps you'd like some water or tea…"
"You are gracious but there is no need," Chao Bo assured him. "However, I had a question. Did you know what Lai Meixiu was using the temple's flowers for?" He nodded in the direction of her artwork.
Lai Shui's brow furrowed and he approached his daughter's paintings on the wall. "Ah, yes," he said, looking at the ingredients. "I think I may have noticed that last night. I was so tired though…"
"Papa, you always say your tired. You're gone all day and when you come back, you're too busy cleaning Mama to look at my pictures! After you put her back, you just tell me to go to bed and then you fall asleep." She pouted at him, the very picture of petulance.
Lai Shui winced and glanced at Chao Bo, clearly uncomfortable with the information his daughter had disclosed. "Meixiu, I work fourteen hours per day. When I come home, I need to carry your mother to the washroom, clean her and ready her for bed. Sometime during the night, I need to make dinner for all of us...and feed your mother as well. I assure you, I have seen your art. It is all truly beautiful--"
"But you haven't seen the new ones!" She whined, pointing at specific paintings. "The flowers from the temple place work much better! The colors are so much brighter..." She suddenly looked at Chao Bo excitedly. "Wait, is that because the Sun Faces made them that way?"
Chao Bo gave her a small smile. "Yes. It's likely that the flowers you took contain the vibrance and intensity of Sun, Life or Light--well, the tiniest fraction of such vibrance." Lai Meixiu looked away, an expression of fascination on her face. Seeing that the girl was lost in thought, Chao Bo leaned toward her father and spoke quietly.
"You do realize that your daughter is a prodigy?"
Lai Shui nodded in response, smiling slightly. "Yes, she is really quite talented. Some of her earliest memories are of watching my wife create art. As she got older, Nuo had taught her some basics. But just like her mother before her, Meixiu is mostly self-taught from a young age."
Chao Bo looked at Lai Shui speculatively. "You realize that Lai Meixiu could have a serious future as an artist? Creating art for nobles of the highest ranks? If not pursuing something...even greater?"
"You mean, like the artisans who decorate the larger temples and the Palace? Or those who create works for the nobility, like portraits and such? Such artists come from trade families, of far more respectable birth," he said, frowning. "Additionally, the coveted positions of which you speak are given to those with connections. You cannot truly mean that they would accept a mere child with no formal education, whose father is a simple laborer."
The two men looked at one another, with similarly puzzled expressions.
"Your regard for the classes of nobility prevents you from seeing the potential for your daughter's future. The fact that she has reached such a level with no formal training, as a mere child, indicates a wealth of potential." He said slowly. "I believe she can achieve heights that you could scarcely imagine."
Lai Shui's frown deepened in confusion.
"Well," Chao Bo said quickly. "I can explain in more detail later. For now, all you need to know is that you may consider me one of those connections you were just speaking of." He picked up his staff and glanced in Lai Meixiu's direction. She was now absorbed in her creative process, using what looked like a stick as her paintbrush. Lai Shui tried to ask more questions but he hurried to the door, assuring the man he would be back in a day or two.
Yes, he would certainly be back.
***To be continued***
@yrsillar ...hope you like it!
Creation: Sunrise
"It's up here!" she called. Chao Bo grumbled as he climbed the stairs, following the girl to the apartment. He really was too old for this sort of thing. Lai Meixiu fidgeted nervously at the landing as she waited for him to catch up. She led him inside.
Chao Bo wondered if the family always kept their door unlocked or if these were special circumstances. He looked around at the worn down apartment. The living quarters were somewhat cluttered, although he had supposed he had seen worse. It looked like someone had made a half-hearted attempt to clean the rooms every few days. The overall upkeep of this home certainly left more to be desired though. Paint peeled from the walls and the carpeting bared old stains. Lai Meixiu led him through the shabby two-room apartment, toward the corner of the living room. There, in a rocking chair, was a thin, middle-aged woman staring at the opposite wall. Chao Bo could immediately see something was wrong here--she did not react to their arrival in anyway. "Hello," Chao Bo said slowly. He stepped forward and waved a hand in front of the woman's face. She didn't even blink in response. The woman simply looked at the wall with hollow, vacant eyes.
"Mama's sleep-awake," Lai Meixiu said.
"Sleep-awake?" Chao Bo repeated.
"It's different from actually going to bed. Papa says she's a different sort of asleep, with her mind somewhere else. It's better this way 'cause she'd be really sad if she was actually awake."
Chao Bo looked at the mother's slack face. "I think," he said grimly, "she's sad either way."
Lai Meixiu frowned. She looked somewhat sad but not nearly as troubled as Chao Bo would have expected. He supposed the child must have become used to the circumstances. She shuffled her feet, appearing quite uncomfortable. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she looked at Chao Bo with eagerness.
"Come on!" She took him by the hand. "Being with Mama is boring. Let's go to my room!" Chao Bo silently wondered whether the girl thought of him as her new playmate. Now, wasn't that a chilling notion, he thought wryly.
She led him to another room which he supposed was her parents' bedroom. At the far wall, a folding screen door acted as a divider, cutting a third of the room off. Lai Meixiu scampered across the room and disappeared behind the divider. Chao Bo followed her, at a much slower pace.
He rounded the divider and took in the child's bedroom. Both the wall and the divider were covered in detailed paintings. He recognized a variety of different scenes from all over the city. The market at midday, with the crowds rushing to and fro. The view of the city's horizon line from a top the main bridge. The very Sun temple to which Chao Bo devoted himself, where he had caught Lai Meixiu. He marveled at the detail of each scene, wondering how a six year old attained such skill. Chao Bo looked down at the supplies strewn about the floor. There were bowls of dirty, colored water. There were also mortars and pestles, containing different shades of pigments. He could see that Lai Meixiu had left some pigments half-finished. Some ingredients were ground into a fine paste and others left whole. Chao Bo recognized some of the materials used--petals and buds from the temple's garden.
Lai Meixiu stood proudly beside her artwork, waiting for his response. Her chest was puffed up and her chubby face was beaming. "This is incredible work, especially for someone your age," he said sincerely. "How old are you, six?"
This guess proved to be quite the mistake. Lai Meixiu scowled at him, glowering. "I'm not six, I'm eight! How could you say that?!" She demanded indignantly.
"Well," He said calmly. "You really are quite small."
Lai Meixiu huffed and looked away, her arms folded across her chest. Chao Bo thought it tactful to change the subject and so he broached another matter on his mind. "I see you've been using the flowers you stole from the temple as ingredients for your various paints. At least you're making use of them. I thought you were stealing them just so you admire them at home." This proved to be another mistake, as Lai Meixiu looked at him with a mix of indignation and incredulity. "What would be the point of that? Why-"
She was cut off by the door opening. A man stepped through and looked at them. He was tall, pale and rail thin. His tired, hooded eyes met Chao Bo's. "Greetings," Chao Bo said, nodding amicably. "I apologize for the surprise of my presence. My name is Chao Bo and I work as a caretaker for our local Sun temple, where I had found this child trespassing on more than one occasion." He inclined his head in Lai Meixiu's direction. There was a beat of silence, as the man looked at his daughter, who seemed to shrink inward under the scrutiny.
"I greet you and welcome you to our home, Chao Bo." The man said in a tired voice, looking from his daughter to the table and chairs in the foyer. He strode towards the table, closing the door behind him. "My name is Lai Shui." He sat down heavily on one stool. "Lai Meixiu," he said severely. "Have you apologized to this man for your transgressions?"
Lai Meixiu shrunk from her father's heavy gaze. "Y-yes. Well, I apologized to the Sun for taking the flowers."
Lai Shui' eyes narrowed. "Are you telling me," he said slowly "that you stole from the Sun temple's garden?"
"It is quite alright," Chao Bo cut in. "I led her to the shrine of the Suns where she asked the Face of Dawn for forgiveness. Based on the results, I firmly believe that Dawn has forgave her. In fact, I think she went out of her way to show forgiveness. It is not surprising that she would show kindness and mercy to a child, for such is her nature. However, the fact that the Face of Dawn made her presence explicitly known may hint at some fortune in this little one's future."
Lai Shui raised his brows. "Well, any amount of fortune would certainly be welcome in this family. As you can see, we can use any luck we have" he said, bitterness creeping into his tone. "I have no doubt you have already seen my wife, Lai Nuo. When we started this family, we thought we could provide for our child. But...life happens. And now I am supporting the three of us on my own."
"I see," Chao Bo said sadly.
A brief silence followed.
"Papa, can you believe Mr. Chao Bo thought I was only six years old?" Lai Meixiu burst out.
"Well, you are quite small for your age." He looked at Chao Bo. "We're all a bit underfed in this house," He said wryly. However, Lai Shui's dark expression belied his dry tone. "I'm afraid we can't offer you much in the way of hospitality but perhaps you'd like some water or tea…"
"You are gracious but there is no need," Chao Bo assured him. "However, I had a question. Did you know what Lai Meixiu was using the temple's flowers for?" He nodded in the direction of her artwork.
Lai Shui's brow furrowed and he approached his daughter's paintings on the wall. "Ah, yes," he said, looking at the ingredients. "I think I may have noticed that last night. I was so tired though…"
"Papa, you always say your tired. You're gone all day and when you come back, you're too busy cleaning Mama to look at my pictures! After you put her back, you just tell me to go to bed and then you fall asleep." She pouted at him, the very picture of petulance.
Lai Shui winced and glanced at Chao Bo, clearly uncomfortable with the information his daughter had disclosed. "Meixiu, I work fourteen hours per day. When I come home, I need to carry your mother to the washroom, clean her and ready her for bed. Sometime during the night, I need to make dinner for all of us...and feed your mother as well. I assure you, I have seen your art. It is all truly beautiful--"
"But you haven't seen the new ones!" She whined, pointing at specific paintings. "The flowers from the temple place work much better! The colors are so much brighter..." She suddenly looked at Chao Bo excitedly. "Wait, is that because the Sun Faces made them that way?"
Chao Bo gave her a small smile. "Yes. It's likely that the flowers you took contain the vibrance and intensity of Sun, Life or Light--well, the tiniest fraction of such vibrance." Lai Meixiu looked away, an expression of fascination on her face. Seeing that the girl was lost in thought, Chao Bo leaned toward her father and spoke quietly.
"You do realize that your daughter is a prodigy?"
Lai Shui nodded in response, smiling slightly. "Yes, she is really quite talented. Some of her earliest memories are of watching my wife create art. As she got older, Nuo had taught her some basics. But just like her mother before her, Meixiu is mostly self-taught from a young age."
Chao Bo looked at Lai Shui speculatively. "You realize that Lai Meixiu could have a serious future as an artist? Creating art for nobles of the highest ranks? If not pursuing something...even greater?"
"You mean, like the artisans who decorate the larger temples and the Palace? Or those who create works for the nobility, like portraits and such? Such artists come from trade families, of far more respectable birth," he said, frowning. "Additionally, the coveted positions of which you speak are given to those with connections. You cannot truly mean that they would accept a mere child with no formal education, whose father is a simple laborer."
The two men looked at one another, with similarly puzzled expressions.
"Your regard for the classes of nobility prevents you from seeing the potential for your daughter's future. The fact that she has reached such a level with no formal training, as a mere child, indicates a wealth of potential." He said slowly. "I believe she can achieve heights that you could scarcely imagine."
Lai Shui's frown deepened in confusion.
"Well," Chao Bo said quickly. "I can explain in more detail later. For now, all you need to know is that you may consider me one of those connections you were just speaking of." He picked up his staff and glanced in Lai Meixiu's direction. She was now absorbed in her creative process, using what looked like a stick as her paintbrush. Lai Shui tried to ask more questions but he hurried to the door, assuring the man he would be back in a day or two.
Yes, he would certainly be back.
***To be continued***
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Grosstoad
Birdbrain - Dick - Rules-Lawyer - Creeper
[X] Let him play his game, make up for lost time and try to forge a few more lines of personal acquaintance among his group.
At any rate, I would have thought that the Luo's idea is to introduce hisgathering court to the new Cai vassal, showcasing both sides to each other, therefore gaining connections for them, earning him brownie points on both sides, a chance at improving his court, as well as studying the new Cai vassal's personality and political leanings in less formal situation.
It is not like he could only have one singular goal, you know?
Kek, I would've thought it would be hunt the lion on your own, steal all the hunters' gear, and then shift the blame to Sun faction.
At any rate, I would have thought that the Luo's idea is to introduce his
It is not like he could only have one singular goal, you know?
Ooo, yeah think that might have been a bit of a trap to suggest a risky plan, then put others into it and not join in.
Theres some respect to be gained in that.
And here's the root cause of Ling Qi's social problems: Channeling Bai Meizhen works because she's Bai Meizhen, shut in extraordinaire, who has petitioners but won't lower herself to reaching out. Meizhen does this because its the best way to not social and still be civil.
She can't fix anything until she stops roleplaying as an immutable statue...and because she has relatively weak ability to conceal her motives people can sense that she's seeing them as a [problem] to be solved, and react defensively.
Well, like I said earlier. Favors work best as a way to keep score between friends, and to ensure that no one party overreaches or becomes too onerous a friend.
They might plot, and jockey for favor, but these are all people who must be at most annoyed at the end.
Sha Feng?
Sand Wind or Kill Wind? Or Wasp?
...or Idiot Wind, but thats probably reserved for tsundere childhood friends
I sort of wonder about the development of spectacles though, they're in the weird spot where they require extremely skilled mortal or moderately skilled low cultivators to produce...but cultivators shouldn't need them, part of the general cleanup would fix the eyes to mortal-standard at least, by the time they're halfway through Red.
Maybe glasses developed first as a convenient way to hold perception talismans at the eyes and then the design trickled down to wealthy mortals with impaired eyesight?
Moonfriend!
Healer huh?
She looks pretty chill.
Whoever assigned the names is a bit of a troll. Twins with very similar names? Names which after a dialect shift becomes impossible to match properly
Sweet sincerity at last!
Lin Fei: "Oh great spirits she's another one of them!"
That awkward moment when you realize that your standards for perception arts might be a wee bit high because you're basing them off Ducals and that most people can't read in this much detail, or recognize the specific elements consistently.
...Meizhen could freaking read your individual meridians though.
Its kind of amusing that its only NOW that someone catches on regarding Sixiang's nature, and thats because Ling Qi finally unwound enough to talk to instead of listen at people.
So Ling Qi's known spirit roster from public perception:
-That snow
-The Xuanwu.
-A moon spirit obtained from a Trial from one of the greater Moon spirits. The sharper would realize she's Dreaming Moon as well, since you know, revel.
And letting slip that it was a Trial Reward from one of the greater.
All of them ranging from rare to legendary.
This seems a closer to typical betrothal for a noble. Part of the strategy includes them building up an early friendship, which in Xiulan's case was torpedoed by having a massive crush on Han Jian instead and Huang Da because he's a philanderer.
There might not be love, but there's friendship and thats sufficient enough.
I wonder if you could take Mother Moon + Guiding Moon path to open up a Matchmaker's Ceremony...just a wild idea.
Its a power too dangerous to put in SV's shippy hands.
Okay, so Sha Feng doesn't like Wu Jing's path, but we have some confirmation that Luo is deliberately cultivating a devil's advocate.
This is a known political strategy to cultivate representatives of minority viewpoints so you can use them as a stick to unify or pull useful but counter-majority opinions in.
So pro-imperial...implicity anti-Bai, which...yeah would stick out like a sore thumb in this gathering of traditionalists.
The thick plottens.
Sha Feng: [Chuckles] "I'm in danger."
Thats probably a little disturbing to watch from the outside.
And now that we learned the Wu don't like the Bai...explains much.
Sincerity truly is the best!
Good for recon, small birds make fine spotters.
Fun language tidbits. An owl in Chinese is a Cat Headed Hawk. Meow.
Its a nice plan. Might cost AP commitment to set up though, the Math Cabal will riot.
And it'd take EXPERT ADVICE because...Meizhen has a high probability of attending on a semi-regular basis and that's a bit of a chilling effect for lower status people.
Its a good way to push against isolationism though.
*Recalls Suyin*
Theres cause, TBH.
Cat: "Why is he suddenly so chewy?!"
Stealth buffer is best.
No devotee of the Grinning Moon would find a little risk amiss I suppose.
Ling Qi...I think Luo just saw your appreciating those abs at work...expect more precisely targeted shipping efforts in future.
[X] Let him play his game, make up for lost time and try to forge a few more lines of personal acquaintance among his group.
Lets get what we came here for. This is not the time or place to pry. Thats for a PRIVATE dialogue.
Well, I think it's also that most people wouldn't be able to tell which moon. They'd just see "moon". Ling Qi can differentiate because she's familiar with the differences between the moons.
Diomedea
A piece of the continent
- Location
- The interblag
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- She/Her
