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This is our Open Log for players to have an easy opportunity to tag others and have fun with prompts that deal with current happenings that are not covered by our MANTA Board quests. Sometimes we provide extra quests at the bottom, but oftentimes we just let the MANTA Board cover it. Players are free to include MANTA Board quests in their toplevels!

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TOPLEVEL DIRECTORY (Updated November 25)

ELTRUT

With the Ghoul's Moon festivities over, it's time for everyone to clean up and prepare for the coming winter season. Of course, with the leviathans capable of moving and keeping to warmer waters, it's usually not much of an issue. But it never hurts to be prepared, and the crops and products are always great for export.

One of the biggest products that will be sent off this season will be everything pumpkin. The giant pumpkin shell Eltrut created for Ghoul's Moon will start to shed and the leviathan will need some help in gathering the large chunks before it falls completely into the ocean. Harvesting the pumpkin shell off of Eltrut is no easy feat, but not only is it edible, the rind is also tough and durable.

🔪 Harvest. Using carving knives and pickaxes, everyone must head out of town and into the forests to remove the pumpkin and clean off the shell beneath. Large tubs and wagons will be provided to help haul off the goods.
🐢 Pumpkin Spice Turtles. Drawn by all the pumpkins are small little pumpkin turtles. They are forbidden from being harmed or caught, however, they produce a special "pumpkin spice" and "pumpkin cinnamon" dust that can be carefully collected. While most will respect the law, others will be greedy and try to capture these turtles. Help protect and catch any who try—or perhaps get some extra cash by successfully catching and selling them off.
🔨 Build-A-Pumpkin. To help spur motivation and creativity, there are numerous competitions centered on building the most interesting and durable creation using only the pumpkin rinds. Some small things like nails and bits of wood can be used to help, but it must otherwise be made out of the rinds. From unique artwork to small buildings to carriages to boats and ships—the possibilities are endless. Just don't mind the mess.

Of more concern, both Eltrut and the Naughtilust were weakened from the attack from the Ghost Ship and are dozing a bit for the first week or so. Those in charge are requesting help in preparing special food that will help with their recovery. But to help keep spirits up and to hopefully provide some positive energy to the leviathans, a special hotpot gathering will be hosted for anyone to come and help cook, either for the leviathans or for others. A perfect chance to socialize and catch up with others. Just keep an eye out—someone may try to spoil the food.

To aid the two weakened leviathans, a list of key ingredients is provided for volunteers to head into the forests and out to sea to gather. Large tables and several grills, pots, and other cooking equipment will be provided for anyone to use.

🔥 Fire Sprites. Instead of normal flames, the food for the leviathans needs to be cooked over a special fire created by special fire sprite. They will only appear around campfires or bonfires where stories are told, so time to create a suitable fire pit and get to storytelling! Any kind will work.
🌰 Chest of Chestnuts. One of the most prized ingredients is a special type of chestnut that can only be found in special acorn chests buried underground by squirrel scavengers. These squirrels specifically gather these chestnuts because they are so rare, delicious, and known to have medicinal properties. Said squirrels will also gladly relinquish their store…if they can remember where those chests are. Time to go on a wild treasure hunt!
🐡 Fish Puffing. There is a special type of pufferfish that will be carefully collected and brought to the pier where volunteers must wear special gloves and carefully squeeze the fish to force it to secrete a special fluid that has potent healing properties. Soothe the fish and make them more willing to be handled by singing a cheerful tune. Whistling and other music can help. Feeding them special kelp and gently petting them will also keep them calm and less agitated.
🍲 Cookoff! Whether it's for the leviathans or just cooking a meal to be shared with others, the cooking stations are constantly in use. Who can prepare the most delicious meal?

ELAH

Things are a bit hectic within Baleen, the capital city of Elah. A wild flock of singing turkeys have been set loose and they are running amok, causing a disturbance to everyone. They are getting stuck in chimneys, popping into bathrooms, and swimming in the many fountain pools found all over town. What makes them more disruptive is their singing, which, unfortunately, sound more like nails dragging down chalkboard. While some may be ready to roast them to send to Eltrut for a feast, perhaps some may try to catch them.

And send them to Nogard. (They likely came from there, anyway—)

Researchers would especially appreciate it if these turkeys could be caught and removed as they are busy studying the tombstone relic brought back from the ghost ship. What secrets could it hold…?

At the Archives, researchers are hard at work studying the broken pieces of the black tombstone that was brought back from the ghost ship. They believe it's the reason the ship and its undead crew appeared, but how?

💤 Energy Drain. Although precautions are set, those who are exposed to the relics start feeling a bit drained, as if their energy is being sucked away. Quickly remove any affected and find a way to seal or contain the relics without being affected as well.
🪦 Undeadly Experiments. Although now in pieces, the tombstone relic still holds some power. Thus researchers decide to perform direct tests and experiments to see how it affects the undead. There are requests made to those who have previously died either in their world or this one, and some venture to graveyards where dead and ghosts are sometimes active. When in close contact with the relic, all who have experienced death in some way will become more hostile and aggressive, some even outright attacking any nearby. Help protect those performing the experiment and subdue the affected until they calm down.
🏃‍♂️ Thief! Those damn Corsair, they can never respect important research! A few bad eggs are breaking the agreement and are trying to steal the fragments, perhaps to sell them off to someone else or for some other purpose.

NOGARD

In Nogard, the island the leviathan has settled in is teeming with wild beasts, and perhaps due to being in a warmer climate, they are appearing more and more often, as if coming out of hibernation. It makes for a perfect opportunity for hunters to head out in hopes of collecting rare meat, materials, and hides that can be used and sold. To prevent overhunting, a competition is hosted with rules and regulations that all participants must abide by.

As such, there will be a group to help ensure security and they will even request assistance from Paladins, who are also allowed to participate in the hunt if they wish. Thus those who prefer to go after people will be quite useful to keep track and go after anyone who is poaching, hunting creatures under the "protected" list, or wasting the kills. To any who are caught…well, the Paladins may fare nicer compared to a Corsair.

While most predators and creatures of large populations are eligible for the competition, there are a few notable hunts that will reap great rewards for those who dare. Those who turn in their kills will receive a decent portion of the profits and first choice in what to keep for their own. The rest will be turned in to be sold, with the Elphantin tusks going straight to Eltrut to be used for the recovery efforts.

🦈 Goblin Shark. This deep-sea shark has a distinctive long, flattened snout and protrusible jaws, making it look quite unusual compared to other shark species. All parts of its body can be used so it makes for a profitable hunt—if one can brace the cold depths to take it down.
🐍 Coibara. Head of a cobra, body of a bear, and tail and coloring of a koi fish, this snake chimera can be found in dark coves and anywhere near deeper bodies of water. Capable of sprinting over the ground and swimming, beware of its poisonous fangs, which can also fetch a pretty penny along with its hide. The venom can also be collected for both poison and anti-venom purposes.
🦚 Pexeo. An equine beast with the body and markings of a zebra and plumage and head of a peacock that roams the greener valleys. Although not hostile, it can be dangerous if attacked, its beak revealing sharp rows of teeth that can tear up anything that gets caught in it and its hooves sharp as blades. Rather than killed, the feathers are the real prize and can be carefully plucked instead. But its meat can be considered a delicacy in some areas.
🐘 Elphantin. This giant elephant like creature is considered as the top hunt of the list. They can only be found deep within the forests and only appear at dawn when the foggy mist is thickest. While every part can be used, what makes this the top prize is the medicinal properties of its tusks. But it is very difficult to track and hunt and will take a group of skilled hunters to take down.

Afterwards, a large feast to celebrate is thrown, though of course it can get rowdy and with the alcohol fountain brought in, fights and brawls are bound to happen.

But there will also be a "special guest" rushing into town: wild boars. Perhaps agitated by the hunts or out for revenge against those who targeted them (which was allowed), the boars are crashing and charging into everything they see. While this may look like a good opportunity to prepare some BBQ Boar, the conservationists of the Corsairs would like to drive most of them back into the wilds.

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Elah- Archives (Energy Drain/Undeadly Experiments)

[ The researcher-paladins wish to see if it is possible to seal or contain the cursed stone. They ask for volunteers, corsair or paladin, who are familiar with death, and Rem finds herself wanting to participate. Perhaps she can be useful in some way. Perhaps she might find new information to use, herself.

You're here with her. ] ...Do you think it can be sealed?

[ As she walks around the table, her gaze remains transfixed upon the relic, curious but cautious. There is something frightening about it no doubt, and simply being in its presence sends a strange chill down her spine.

But it keeps her attention. Her head tilts a few degrees to one side, then the other, causing some strands of brown hair to fall forward. Neglecting to correct the wayward locks, her brow lowers in mild puzzlement, focus yet unbroken as she regards the tombstone.

Rem crosses the room to the table, leaning forward to peer closer, concentrating. Her voice is quieter, speaking as if thinking aloud. ] Or... is it already a seal to something else?

[ Her eyes narrow. Still puzzled, still wary, but now much more concerned. ] There's something still inside it, there is...

Elah- Thief

[ The sound of crashing waves awakens Rem from her haze. Like fog retreating from sunrise, her vision comes into focus, causing her to suddenly draw back a few steps, shouting out in surprise. ] Wh... what? [ She finds herself standing at the edge of a rocky tide pool, staring down at the churning water. Her hair tosses in the salty, misty wind, and she shuts her eyes tightly, attempting to recall the events that transpired between being at the Archives and now standing upon a reef. Steadying herself, she balls her hands into fists, only to realize that she's holding onto something rough, cool, and jagged. Bringing her palm upward, she uncurls her fingers, revealing a piece of the tombstone relic.

....Did she steal this? But she doesn't remember-- or rather, she does, but it's bits and pieces, flashes and headaches and shouts, and feeling as if being in a state of mind that's not quite herself. The researchers did mention that the tombstone was cursed-- that it seems to have a particular effect on those who have died-- but she didn't imagine it could put her into some sort of fugue state. More lucid, now, dread begins to crawl beneath her skin like spiders encroaching on their prey, causing her to tremble as she holds the piece of stone in her hand. The escape comes to her all at once: she had broken off a piece, she had stolen it. She had harmed others to get away.

She didn't mean to.

But now that she has it... Does she return it? Keep it? Destroy it? Or...

Perhaps you've pursued her to this point. Upon noticing your presence, she reels around to face you. Rem's stance widens for stability, pivoting one foot back, knocking a few pebbles into the water below. She draws her other hand up to her chest, positioning it in a way that suggests she's prepared to either call a spell or a weapon to her fingers. ] --Stay back. [ As firm as she can try to make her voice, there's a distinct tremble undercutting each syllable. ]

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I don't know.

[ Kell says the words like he's not used to saying them. Like not knowing something about magic is new--and not entirely welcome--experience. His mismatched eyes, one blue and one as black as the stone itself, study the stone intently, but it's not like the stone is going to just up and tell him its secrets.

If anything, the longer he stares, the more tired he feels as if...as if the stone was taking from him, too. ]

What do you think is in it?

[ Her companion certainly has interesting features, and normally it would garner a lot more of her attention if not for the relic before her. As it is, his comment only earns him a passing glance upward, one that's quick, studious of his expression, then back to the stone.

Rem blinks once, the corners of her lips turning down into a mild frown. She's not sure how much she can actually do here with another present, honestly.

Instead of answering directly, she beckons him to come closer. ] Come try to feel for yourself. [ This is... definitely not how she would usually behave, but unbeknownst to her, the relic has already begun to take effect on her, too. ]

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[ Kell isn't sure that's an entirely good idea. It's all too easy to remember how the stone from Black London had lodged itself into his skill, as if attempting to take him by force. He doesn't like the way she fails to answer and instead beckons him over, but then again, he doesn't know Rem. Maybe that's simply how she is.

But curiosity wins out. He steps closer anyway. Even though he shouldn't, and touches the stone, reaching out with his own magic to feel for himself. But unlike any other stone that would bend to him, this feels decidedly stubborn. There's something off about it. It talks in a way magic never does.

It's not right, that's for sure. ]

It doesn't feel like anything else here.

[ She extends her hand towards it, fingers spread. ]

Something... [ Her expression is distant, her voice distracted. ] ...something like a soul inside of it. [ Her lips press together.

Perhaps. Perhaps she can take whatever is in it, out. Perhaps the stone itself is valuable. Perhaps-- a lot of different things. But does caution seem to come to mind as she regards the stone? No, because its enchantment is working.

And, it's her duty to harvest such wayward souls, isn't it?

One by one, Rem's fingers begin to curl into her palm, as if she's attempting to grasp something within the stone itself. ]

[ He shouldn't really be surprised to see this girl again here after the circumstances of their first meeting. Emet-Selch is still struggling to come to terms with this new world (and dreading the thought of having to take a ship to visit the other islands at some point). However, as a newcomer to the paladins and having the unique ability that he does, he has reluctantly been volunteered into helping with the investigation into this strange tablet.

The hapless researchers vaguely mention something about the undead in relation to the relic but Emet-Selch thinks nothing of it. Until he draws closer to the pieces.

He barely notices the drain on his magic given his vast reserves of it. But something about the fragments irritates him. Like static in the mind, making it hard to focus and wrenching the world around. He stumbles back and it seems to ease a little. ]

What are those things? [ he spits out, one hand pressed to his head. ]

[ So focused on the relic on the table, it takes a few moments for her to register the disgust heard within his tone; but when it does, Rem abruptly tears her gaze from the stone, snapping her head in his direction.

Why does she feel so much more tired than a few minutes ago? ]

They were found on that one undead ship...

[ It takes more fortitude than she'd care to admit, but she forces herself to take one step back. Be careful, she tells herself. Be careful. She doesn't know what this is. She doesn't know what it can do. But there's something there. ]

...Possibly, something powerful enough to grant temporary "life" to all the dead upon it.

[ He mutters something unintelligible under his breath. ]

More necromantic items? I swear, this obsession with death they have here...

[ Attempting to approach the fragments makes his head hurt even more so he backs away instead until it's throbbing at a manageable level. ]

Why aren't you affected so strongly? Don't tell me it's proportional to our capacity for magic.

[ Proportional to ma--...ah, he's calling her weak! She should be insulted-- and, indeed, the comment earns a bit of a scrunch of her nose in his direction-- but perhaps in this case, being weaker in magic than him is a blessing. Emet-Selch doesn't appear to be faring well, so maybe this means she has more time to investigate.

And because of their previous meeting, knowing that he is able to see and send souls off is reassuring. It means that she's able to talk to at least one other person about such things. ] If I had to guess... maybe they want to stop something like this from happening again.

The way it seems to affect the dead-- it seems obvious now, doesn't it? Perhaps those undead on the ship weren't actually cruel or violent but were turned that way by this.

[ Her hand lifts in the direction of the tombstone. ] So. Either we take whatever evil is in there out to extract it... or make some sort of seal.

[ Exhaustion wears at her bones, and it can only be the effect of this relic. If she is to test it in any way, she must act sooner than later. ]

...Did you say that it affects the dead?

[ Surely not. He's alive right now, isn't he? His heart beats, his blood is warm. And the pain in his head is real. He can't go near the stone without feeling an intense urge to vent his anger on the nearest object - inanimate or otherwise.

He forces himself to look at it. Really look at it. ]

There is something...in there. It resembles a soul but 'tis so faint, I can't--

[ With him also being able to sense something within the tombstone, he confirms what she's been dreading.

Normally there would be a number of things she'd have on her mind regarding the stone, primarily that of the material with which it's made. Is the stone itself magical, or is it of mundane material that has been enchanted? If it's the former, upon which island-beast within this realm carries it? If it's the latter, what sort of sorcery did the maker use?

At present, none of these questions currently run through her mind. Instead, she feels a rising, irritating feeling prickle her thoughts. It's the same feeling that leaves her feeling more impatient than not, wanting to be done with this task. ]

...If whatever is in there is causing it to be cursed, I could try extracting it.

Are you out of your mind?! You would free something that is likely to be the root cause of this malevolence? That stone may have been its prison once upon a time and 'tis biding its time before it completely shatters.

[ It makes sense to him, at least. Auracite exists; why can't this tombstone be something similar?

Gritting his teeth and sucking in a sharp breath, he tries to focus on weaving a magick that would at least not let whatever it is escape the general vicinity of the tombstone. To Rem's eyes, an unfamiliar, glowing, arcane circle starts to draw itself on the floor. ]

If you're going to try then at least stand outside this circle.

[ His sharper tone gets her to pause, and-- fortunately for the both of them-- she lowers her hand because he is right. It would be a rather reckless move to try to extract what she could without any precautions, and the magical glyph he appears to cast appears to be just that.

But the stone has already begun its effect upon her. Whereas normally she would heed his caution with gratefulness for being mindful of their safety, she feels rather irritated at even being suggested to stop. The soul-like power within the stone doesn't interest her as much as the physical relic itself. If she can get her hands on it after it's emptied of its power-- ] Fine. [ The indignant, impatient huff is also uncharacteristic of her.

Exhaling through her nose, she steps out of the circle, lifting her hand once more. Concentration causes her brow to lower, and she slowly flips her hand over, fingers curling back into her palm as if grasping the air. Her hand appears to strain, and then her arm. ]

...Ah. It-- [ Rem's lips turn down into a frown, then a strained scowl. In some part of her mind, she's begging herself to stop. There is something wrong, something foul at work near this stone.

Yet, already subconsciously angered by the tombstone, she continues. ] It's as if it's stuck. [ Perhaps she needs to apply just a little more pressure, a little more pull. Just a little bit more--

A violent cracking sound ensues, thundering within the research chamber, and a shockwave of empty power ripples out from the tombstone. The connection breaks with a snap, and Rem is thrown back to the ground. ]

[ He's distracted. If he weren't, he would probably have reacted a little quicker to stop her. The noise in his head is only growing worse, and when the tombstone explodes, well... Emet-Selch lies on the floor where he's been thrown back for a minute or so blinking away stars.

At least it's cleared his mind some. ]

What in the name of Zodiark--? [ He struggles upright, one hand rubbing the back of his head. Did his ward break? Is she dead? ] Girl, please tell me you're still alive.

[ From where she had fallen nearby, he'll be able ascertain an answer almost immediately, albeit not verbally. Quivering, her hands plant themselves on the ground as she pushes herself upward, and her chest heaves as an ugly cough grips her. The familiar taste of iron lingers upon her tongue.

Her gaze falls from the tombstone to the ground, and she goes absolutely still, shoulders locking with tension as if wrestling with her next action. The moment passes as swiftly as it had gripped her, and when it's over, her eyes lock upon him. ]

....What is Zodiark?

[ It's asked innocently enough, voice light and curious as a pheasant's feather falling from a tree. Rem cants her head to the side, once again narrowing her eyes at him in a puzzled manner, blinking, then tilting it the other way. As she brings herself upward, kneeling back upon her heels. The distant look of her gaze may give away she's not herself-- that, or how there's blood ignored at the corner of her lips-- and if not the expression she wears, then it's certainly how her hand raises toward him in the same graceful, practiced manner she uses to reap.

A fine, greyish mist begins to condense around them. It glimmers with crystalline lights that immediately wink back into nothingness. The question, it seems, means little to her. Much more important, suddenly, is the taking of his soul.

At last, the tombstone's effect upon her has reached its zenith. ]

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[ He's been pursuing this young woman and he's fairly hot on her heels, so when she stops at the top of the cliff and turns to tell him to back off, he holds out his hands.

Dion's armour is fairly imposing. He looks the part of a paladin, which he is, so that makes sense. ]

Let's not do anything rash. How about we speak about this?

[ Now that she's able to consciously register who is pursuing her, her eyes widen as they sweep over the intricacies of his armor. He looks splendid, like a right and proper knight, and in the night the polished armaments practically shine. No armor like that is crafted for just anyone, not even in her own world. In contrast, Rem doesn't even appear like a corsair. Her clothes are a simple arrangement of a wool skirt, a blouse, and a stay, all ill-fitting enough to indicate she's not used to wearing the style of this world. A red half-cloak is tied over her shoulders, fastened with a clasp of gold, likely the only bit she has. ]

Don't.

[ Rem seizes this brief respite of lucidness to tear a strip of cloth from her hem, wrapping it around the piece of tombstone she'd broken off. If she doesn't remain in full contact with it, perhaps she'll experience its effects less. ]

Don't come closer.

[ He's not too concerned about her appearance, just the fact she's walked off with some kind of artefact and he's meant to be protecting them. Dion frowns at Rem and he doesn't approach, but at the same time he can't let it go. ]

Why don't you just bring that back to me and perhaps we can discuss why you felt the need to steal?

[ Rem is probably not a bad person, Dion thinks, although that's because he knows many Corsairs. Almost everyone he knows from home, in fact. ]

[ It would be foolish to make an enemy of the research institution, not when she'll be needing access to the information lying therein. Yet here she is, a thief fleeing from the facility with a piece of a relic that’s both ominous and potent. She had been supposed to be helping, not making things worse!

To stop now would assume the warriors of Elah are understanding. Perhaps some of them are-- she's met them, as well. But if the recent Manta quest about an absolutist paladin executing corsairs for minor offenses is any indication, their rules might not be as forgiving for something like this. Even if she explained, would she be grated mercy?

It seems the stone has burrowed into her mind, twisting the wariness and desperation that was already present. Against all of this, she struggles. ]

...If I do, what then? [ Her voice raises, carrying over the meters of rocky tide pools between them. ]

Why don't you just hand that over?

[ Dion extends a hand to give her a place to put it. He's also stepped forward.

If she catches a turquoise-like shimmer that flickers through his hair, it's not necessarily a trick of the light. He's ready to deal with this if he has to. ]

Should the relic be returned unharmed I'm certain leniency could be negotiated. Perhaps a small fine?

[ He steps forward, and she steps back, pushing off some pebbles into the tide pool below. It’s not a significant drop, but it would sure not help.

Eyes narrow at the cerulean glimmer of light that combs through his hair. Rem’s own magic, meanwhile, is near-depleted, as being near the stone stone has torn most of it away from her at this point. Her lungs feel as if they’re burning on the inside.

Another’s words come to her mind, and she repeats them, voice hoarse. ]

You would trust them with this stone?

Please be careful, I would not like you to fall. [ She wouldn't hit the water, but there's no point in suggesting that. He has no intention on letting her fall to serious injury even if she should choose that route. ]

I believe this stone is not ours to pass judgement on.

[ They are the visitors and the interlopers. ]

Come on, bring it to me and perhaps I can just let you leave.

[ The stone is still wrapped in cloth, and she clutches it tightly to her chest as if it were a dear memento. Shoulders hunched forward, trembling, she struggles against both its pull, the drain imposed upon her, and being cornered by a stranger. It seems she's either on the verge of lashing out or collapsing. Magic crackles at her fingertips but ultimately pitifully sputters out.

Somewhere in her consciousness, she knows this is not her.

It feels like knives in her throat, in her chest, shredding her with each breath. Without her power, all is lost. She needs more, more-- yet she cannot even muster up the will to siphon from anything else.

Red drips from the side of her mouth, perhaps from a previous cut, perhaps from a bit lip.

...

With a wretched, pained shout, she tosses the stone at him, relinquishing it, and collapses to her knees. ]

[ Between his gauntlet and the wrapping, hopefully whatever the effect of this relic won't affect Dion himself.

He picks it up and pockets it before approaching to offer his hand to her. ]

Perhaps we can leave this indiscretion between us? [ There's no harm as long as it's returned in the end. He's probably too lenient. ]

Are you alright, miss?

[ As soon as she’s further from the stone, it feels as if a fog parts from her mind. With renewed clarity, she’s able to regard him, as well as the hand he offers. ]

I’m— fine. [ She rasps, wiping the red at her mouth. Instead of taking his hand immediately, her own rises to her chest, pressing her palm to where her heart would be. Steady. Steady. She just needs a few moments.

Rem gives him a meager smile. ] You should, um, …probably go ahead and return that.

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