Event Fourteen.

[awashmods]

Roses bloom and cease to be, But we shall the Christ-child see.

t's very, very cold. It's cold enough that you'll see your breath fog in the air before you, that goosebumps appear on your arms and legs and a chill goes up your spine. You're inside, in a huge palace with sweeping arches and rooms, but it's no real shelter from the cold -- it's just as cold inside as out. There's a throne room, a kitchen, various rooms and even a dungeon to be explored -- and outside, a frigid, frozen garden, a lake that's naturally frozen over, and miles, and miles of snow as far as the eye can see. But be careful while you explore. The snowflake soldiers are naturally dangerous, but even more dangerous than that...there's that creeping sensation of numbness going up your arm, a pang through your chest, and the slow, slow freezing from the inside out. Try not to leave any of your friends behind, okay? Even if they might look a bit too uncannily like some of the statues hanging around for decoration when they're frozen over. Welcome to Awash's fourteenth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs for this event, but please keep in mind the lack of laptop function during this event when it comes to forum posts! If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[espritdecorpse]

[ He picked up the rock, only to have it land on his own foot! How could this happen?

Someone as guileless as Archer should be simple to prank. He ought to be as easy a mark as Lan Wangji was, back in the day. But instead he just looks confused, an expression that—if Wei Wuxian’s ranting continues—will turn into a kicked puppy expression. Which, no. That isn’t any fun at all.

He throws up his hands and sighs. ]

You really are too pure for this world.

[noholdsbard]

[ That’s because Lan Wangji has something to hide. You really need to figure people out, Wuxian, before you run into someone with far less patience than Tristan over here. ]

I’m…sorry? [ Should he be sorry? Stay tuned and find out. ]

[espritdecorpse]

[ With a swish of his sleeves he sits down again on the bench, and scrapes some ice from the bench. He sprinkles the ice pieces over his hair and clothes. And then he shoots a glance at Archer and says: ]

That's all. You can go. Unless...

[ He touches the tips of his fingers to his mouth, his eyes alight, as if he's had a fantastic idea. ]

You want to sit with me, we'll attract more attention that way!

[ Archer's red hair will shine out like a beacon to the maidens. A girl kind enough to kiss one of them would naturally kiss both. ]

[noholdsbard]

[ Tristan watches this display with some confusion, unable to really understand that all this had been a ploy from the get-go. ]

Certainly, if we wait any longer we shall be beset by the guardians of this castle. [ Is that…his plan? Why does he keep trying to attract monsters to himself, anyway? ]

Now that you are well, perhaps you should get some rest. It must have been harrowing for you, to have remained frozen so.

[espritdecorpse]

[ Ugh. So pure! He's.... actually starting to feel a little guilty. ]

Being frozen? No, it's like napping. Really. I didn't mind it at all!

[ .........

Ugh fine! Archer's confused, pure face is too much for him. He throws up his hands. ]

I was just trying to get kisses! I got wept on, before! I was hoping for a pretty maiden, but instead I got you!

[noholdsbard]

[ Tristan frowns at this, but it is more out of concern rather than outright fury. ]

Ah, forgive me. I thought… [ Give him a moment— ] So you were seeking to take advantage of the women trapped within this castle.

[ Hmm, you’d better start explaining yourself, WuXian. ]

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[espritdecorpse]

Taking advantage! I'm not forcing anybody!

[ He crosses his arms, indignant. ]

If a maiden doesn't want to kiss me, she can simply keep walking. A maiden who does, will feel that she's done a good deed. She'll feel happy. You were happy, remember!

[espritdecorpse]

[ Indeed, Archer was very happy. Overjoyed, in fact. And that realization makes him feel even more guilty. He glances off to one side. ]

Why were you so happy anyway? That was ridiculous.

[ ....why is he using Lan Wangji's favorite word? Don't ask him, he has no idea. ]

[noholdsbard]

[ Deceptions aren’t very chivalrous, Wei Wuxian! But Tristan decides to press that point later. ]

You’ve succumbed to the enchantment for my sake. [ But then again, if Wuxian had been playing around… ]

At least…I thought you had. I did not want you to suffer simply because you chose to shatter the mirror to spare me.

[espritdecorpse]

For your sake? I broke it for myself! The thing was attracting wolves.

[ He sighs. More seriously, he adds: ]

Don't apologize for something that wasn't your fault. The one responsible isn't you, but whoever created those mirrors in the first place.

[noholdsbard]

I would not have you suffer regardless. [ Even if you do deserve a little scolding for trying to trick people into kissing you.

Although Tristan doesn’t mind it himself, whoops. ]

That would make me very sad indeed…

[espritdecorpse]

[ He can't stand it anymore. He stands up, scattering ice shavings. ]

Don't get sad for no reason! Honestly! It's like you seek these things out!

[noholdsbard]

I would say that your wellbeing is a perfectly good reason. [ Don’t be like him, Wuxian… ]

You are too kind a person to suffer from such a terrible curse as that.