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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!

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"Ah... pursuant to my Errancy."

Alric paused just a moment, considering how best to elucidate. He could tell at a glance that she wasn't from his homeland, and the notion had proven unfamiliar to those from other lands, so far.

"..that is.. a quest undertaken, upon the fulfillment of which, one's knighthood is made complete, and no longer probationary."

She was glad for the translation because it meant that she didn't need to guess. She has read enough to know what errancy meant but without context it didn't mean very much.

Freya hummed softly, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth. "Okay. That makes you a knight now...does that mean anything here?" she was very curious considering she carried no official titles herself.

Alric chuckled softly, casually shaking his head.

"I don't believe any of our titles carry a great deal of meaning, here... although I do hope you'll inform me, should there be any particular style by which I ought to address you. Titles may be of no consequence, but I would not wish to show any disrespect, merely because one can get away with it."

He raised his eyebrows in a slightly playful gesture, at that somewhat less formal turn of phrase with which he'd ended.

Freya smiled at him. "My name is all you need to call me by." She paused and squinted. "I'm not sure if I introduced myself."

She inclined her head when she began to speak again. "I'm Freya and while titles and names are sweet that's all you need and I promise you'll get away with it." She suddenly thought of Shakespeare but she wasn't going to begin quoting Romeo and Juliet.

A rose by any other name.

"Ah- pardon my manners, I'm afraid I'd not properly introduced myself, either. My name is Alric, of House Caelegart. The pleasure's surely mine, Miss Freya."

He smiled and tilted his head in a gracious nod, at that.

"Just Freya." She smiled. "House of Caelegart? What does that mean exactly?"

Except the fact that it sounds like he'd stepped from a fantasy novel. Then again, this place was strange, perhaps he had. Freya didn't want to rule anything out just yet. She'd appear calm for as long as she could and figure things out later. It was always how she did things anyway.

Alric raised his eyebrows a little at that question; no one had actually asked that, before, or at least not in quite that way.

"..ah.. House Caelegart is a family of the peerage of the Kaithenian Empire. Do not worry that it's unfamiliar; that is something to which one grows accustomed, here."

He shook his head, offering a slight, reassuring smile.

"Unfamiliar is fine but what's it mean to be part of that family?" She looked at him curiously, her light gray eyes shifting as if they were clouds drifting after a storm. She understood having family names and things like that but there were usually things that went along with it.

Those details are sort of lost here and she was curious as to what they were. "Like do you own land, people or are protectors or you know, details." The stories were in the details.

Alric pauses a moment, considering how best to answer that question, with a slightly contrite smile.

"...of course, belonging to any family means a great many things, but, ah... we do, in fact, own land, particularly my grandfather's estate in the Southern Reaches. And... yes, I suppose we are protectors, in some sense. Or, at least, that is our intention. My father and grandfather both are knights--of the orders of the Lion and the Dragon, respectively--and I have endeavored to follow their example. ...although my arrival here has... interrupted my efforts."

She listened eagerly soaking up as much information as she could. She loved to learn and that meant learning about others as well as the world around her. She could be very worldly when she wanted to be though she usually opted for a more entertaining approach to things.

"What order where you aiming for?"

Alric raises his eyebrows slightly, just a bit surprised at her interest. He was, though, certainly proud enough of that pursuit to be pleased by it, as well.

"Ah, I am still, for the present, a Knight-Errant of the Order of the Dragon. In my homeland, the dragon is highly regarded as a symbol both of strength and magnanimity--in the proper sense of greatness of spirit."

"We have legends about Dragons too though it's hard to tell what's fact or fiction anymore. Walking through Brooklyn sort of makes it hard to believe in tales from thousands and thousands of years ago." She smiled again. It was easy for Freya to talk to others, even if they had very little in common when it came to their homes.

She saw it as another way to learn. A way to experiance the world around her in a view that she might not have had otherwise.

"So what do you do here? I mean as a Knight. Surly there are people you want to protect." Freya leaned forward slightly, her bright blonde hair spilling over her shoulder.

Alric gave her something of a quizzical look at the talk of legends of dragons hailing from thousands of years before her time; it was curious to hear how such similar themes appeared so differently across the various worlds from which they all had come. He chuckled, though, at her following question, somehow just a bit prying and yet also revealing.

"...mm. As a knight, I mean to uphold my oaths, even if they were not taken here; that includes rendering aid to those in need, and protecting those who cannot protect themselves."

He pauses just a moment, smirking slightly.

"......however... if we are to be brutally honest, oaths do not pay very well, and one would not wish to benefit from another's need for protection. I spend far more of my time, thankfully, teaching--at the school, and at the training center."

"One wouldn't wish to do that to those in need of protection." Freya felt herself smiling at him before she shook her head. Alric was interesting and she really just wanted to tease him but she had a feeling he could dish it back to her.

Her tongue clicked against her teeth as she thought.

"What do you teach? I guess it isn't math?" Freya liked math.

He raised his eyebrows at that question, and smirked just a little.

"...well. I'm certain I could find a better teacher for that..."

In other words, he probably could teach it, at least to most people, but really didn't feel like tooting his horn on the subject.

"But, no, mostly music, etiquette, rhetoric, and political science, at the school. ...and a bit of fencing, in the afternoons, at the training center."

"Etiquette? Like what?"

Freya felt her lips tugging into a smile at their own volition. She can't help it, she's probably the least 'civilized' person that she knows and being part wolf didn't even have to do with that. It was simply because she saw the polite thing to do and decided not to do it. Life felt more interesting that way.

"Also what kind of music? Do you play? If so what?"

This might feel like a job interview with a dog considering how many questions Freya gets out before he can reply.

Alric shifted in place a little, but more than anything to sit a little more comfortably while speaking to her, since it seemed she wasn't about to run out of questions any time soon. ...which, in fairness, was at least a bit flattering.

And he couldn't help but chuckle to himself at her asking about etiquette in the midst of bombarding him with personal questions.

"...ah... civilized manners, rules of conduct, how to present oneself in a respectful, yet dignified manner. That sort of thing."

Of course he wouldn't say it's not the sort of thing she'd be interested in, although his tone might have playfully implied it.

"I've been growing accustomed to some of the music, here, which is... quite unlike anything in my homeland. What I am used to is perhaps nearest to what many here call 'folk' or 'classical' music. And... yes, as far as the instruments available here, a little bit of piano and flute, although I much prefer the guitar."

Freya never ran out of question though she did sometimes lose focus and have to loop back to previous topics. There was a lot about this place she had to learn. Etiquette was merely a dying practice in her time and she thought that he was teaching it was cute.

"Sounds boring but interesting." She'd never go to a class for that but she might ask him about it to learn a tiny bit each time they spoke. "What?" Freya questioned his tone with an innocent expression.

"Guitar's hot." Freya didn't always think before she spoke. "So you can rock out to Red Hot Chili Peppers or be a Jukebox Hero but you prefer Bach or Bruce Springsteen? Oh! Hungry like the wolf. I love that song." She didn't know how much of that he understood but she really liked music and knew about classics as well as newer trends. Some of her favorite stories involved musicians, it's also how she ended up in Japan for two weeks.

He gave her a quizzical look at "boring but interesting," which to its credit was perhaps the most bewildering thing she'd said--then more so at her reaction to the mention of guitar and his musical tendencies.

"Ah.. I am still familiarizing myself with the music of worlds other than my own, here--and I've quite a bit of catching up to do, I must admit, in that respect."

Alric paused a moment, smirking slightly.

"......and, I said that those are most similar to the music to which I am accustomed. I've certainly heard some very interesting things since arriving here... I have been studying, ah... 'Van Halen' and 'Guns and Roses,' among others. The instrumentation of deliberately distorted patterns of sound is something new but fascinating, when used well."

Freya stood by her comment. It was an interesting concept, how structures and societies worked and were built and how people were expected to act but she also didn't know how well she could learn it. She would probably frustrate him to no end.

Her lips curled into a smile. "All good. So what's your favorite song of the new things you've heard." She held up a finger as if to stop him from answering. "This does have a correct answer by the way."

She'd be sad if he picked a lame song.

Alric raised his eyebrows and chuckled at the unexpected quiz.

"I have to choose..?"

He glanced off pensively, at that.

"...mmm... it's difficult to select one alone, when they differ so greatly. For its masterful use of the guitar with other instruments, however, 'November Rain' is certainly outstanding."

Freya stared at him for a long time before finally rolling her shoulders in a shrug. "Okay fine, not a bad choice." There were others she thought were way better but it was really a matter of opinion.

She stretches her arms over head while a smile pulled at her lips.

"I think it's time for me to explore some but-" She looked over at Alric. "I like you so you can bet that you'll see me again. Who knows, maybe I'll stop by one of your classes sometime." Mostly to tease him.

"..ah.. well, I'm sure you would be welcome, if you wished to."

He smiles to himself, suspecting she's not exactly 100% serious, but not about to call her on it for no reason.

"And if you've other must-listen suggestions, I'd certainly appreciate being pointed in the right direction."

"I'll make a list." She paused mid-step and turned back to grin at him. "A long list."

Freya turned back towards the direction she'd chosen with a little excited hop in her step. She didn't know what she'd find in this world but so far it's been interesting. Her long hair trailed behind her, shimmering in the light as she gracefully disappeared into the crowd.

Alric raises his eyebrows and chuckles lightly, tilting his head in a nod.

"...I'll endeavor to prepare myself for that. Good day, Miss Freya."

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Do you want to make this IC? I forgot to ask >.<

oh, yes, pls!

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