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Welcome to Medietas! Are you interested in joining the game? Do you have an old muse you want to dust off? Are you looking for a place to voice test a brand new character and would like to do so in our little island setting? Well, you've come to the right place!

You all know what to do but if you don’t, just follow the instructions and HAVE FUN!

How To Play:

→ Comment with the character you’d like to test drive. Don’t forget to add their name and canon in the subject line.
→ Choose a scenario, or start your own!
→ Tag around!

Possible Scenarios:

1. New Arrival: You have just arrived on the island of Medietas, in the city of Aerilon via a floating boat with people you may or may not know. Of course, you can't help wondering what the heck is going on here, or how you even got on the boat in the first place. But as soon as the vessel docks you are greeted by some lovely locals who offer you a map and a communications device before leaving you to your own. You probably have questions and there seems to be a number of people there already who may or may not have those answers. Talk to them! Or, get on the network and introduce yourself!

2. Getting Settled: So, you've arrived, but now there's five islands you should get yourself acquainted with. Meet your starter home neighbors! Start your new job! Check out the market on Aerilon!

3. Event: The Faire's in town! Feast, socialize, dance, play games! There's plenty to do and the grounds on Mundus are packed with festivities for all to enjoy.

4. Wild Card: Got something else in mind and want to create your own scenario? Go for it!

Comments

[somniar]

"Heal it?" Morwen pulled a look reserved for bad noise or stepping in something, "We would be in poor...hand if you left it untreated for several months."

And then she just looked disappointed. "Nothing left? A shame."

[inquisitorialness]

"Yes, well, considering the Anchor would've killed me otherwise, I'm not that disappointed at its removal," Nadia says with a slight huff of a laugh.

[somniar]

Morwen only tilted her head as if completely flummoxed at the idea the threat of dying should impede the spirit of discovery. Of course she was glad her only friend was alive and no worse for wear - if one knew where to look.

"I see the logic behind that," Was all she said. "You mentioned others?"

[inquisitorialness]

To be fair, after everything Solas told her, there wasn't really much else to learn, anyway.

"Several," Nadia says. "Cullen, Dorian, the Iron Bull."

fuck what the egg said

[somniar]

"Strictly speaking three is several." The side of Morwen's mouth twitched in an almost smile.

"How..." She hesitated like someone trying to speak a language they had limited practice in, "Are they?"

[inquisitorialness]

"Only strictly speaking," Nadia says, raising an eyebrow. "They're well. This place isn't as terrible as it could be."

[somniar]

"There's something to be said about floating cities and hubris." Morwen says as she eyed the townsfolk as if they were going to attack her or try to chat her up again. With no telling from her expression which of the two prospects disquieted her the most.

She looks back at her, and this cannot be stressed enough, only friend. What mutual tolerance does to a person.

"I am as ever at your disposable."

[inquisitorialness]

"I can't say I have much for you to do here," Nadia admits. "But if you want to help around my shop, another pair of trusted eyes and ears wouldn't go amiss. I'm collecting books and items of a magical nature, to try and work out how this place operates, and how we might get home."