SHINING WORLD ; a panfandom tropical roleplay

[Alcyone had managed to escape the Valentine's Day nonsense. Perhaps because she knew better than to eat random things lying on the ground, and had been too deep in the caves icing over anything stupid enough to challenge her to get shot by anything. She'd been spending a lot of time down in the caves, really. It was good practice for her inevitable return to a dying world that would be over run with monsters.

But even a master sorceress needs a break now and then, and Alcyone's returned to the beach. She's left her capes and armor and boots past the point where the water breaks and is out thigh-deep in the water just sort of staring off into space. It's cold, but she prefers it that way. When you've spent as long as she has spiritually bonded to the prospect of frozen things, the cold doesn't get to you as much after a while.

She's still trying to figure out what exactly she's being expected to do here. This isn't as cut and dry as what the Magic Knights did, even if they were completely lied to about their objective. All she knows is that she's here, and there's someone in control of her environment. Another Emeraude. But if this "Eureka" wanted to die, wanted to be killed like Emeraude had, she wouldn't be hiding. At the very least, she'd be trying to find the strongest warriors and guide them to her.

But there's been none of that. Not even a hint toward it.

So Alcyone was at a loss, and she didn't like it.]