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Auradon

Jack Frost Nipping At Your Nose

While the dusting of snow everyone had woken up to shortly after returning from the Isle is long gone, cold weather is definitely settling in in Auradon. There has yet to be any more snow, but the leaves are all but gone from the non-evergreen trees and most mornings the school's lawns are covered with glittering frost. Time to curl up by the fire with a cup of hot cocoa, coffee, or tea, and a good book or snuggle up in bed under an extra blanket.

Except not so fast. Because while normally there might be servants around to do things like prepare fireplaces and chimneys, hunt out extra bedding, and make various other cold weather preparations, that's not the case now. And that's not even mentioning needing to figure out if they need to put the ent in the greenhouse for the season, and how to get it in there if they do. Best get to work!

A Sweet Surprise

Those wandering in the school's gardens, meanwhile, will find themselves in for a surprise. Because despite the coming winter, three of the school's rosebushes- one red, one white, and one yellow- have overnight sprouted numerous buds. No leaves, just flower buds. Upon closer inspection, however, it becomes clear that the buds aren't normal flowers, but are instead made of candy. If plucked, they come away cleanly from their branches, and prove to have the consistency of stiff taffy; fairly solid while out in the cold, but softening quickly in the mouth or ungloved hand. The red buds will prove to be cinnamon flavored, the white peppermint, and the yellow butterscotch.

The question is, what to do with this new development? Pluck them and eat them right away? Wait a bit and hope they bloom into full on candy flowers? Study them to better understand their obviously magical nature? Better decide fast though, before any of the local cute woodland creatures catch wind of the sugary bounty.

Gone Fishin'

It's rare that Auradon takes a page from the Isle's book, but now that both of them have access to the coast, it's hard to deny that having access to the ocean is a handy way to supplement their food supply. And while not everyone might want to sit outside for extended periods as the weather gets colder, the coming winter does make for a prime chance to harvest things like crabs and other shellfish. Of course, for those who are willing to brave the cold, they'll find the waters teeming with herring. Like, a lot of herring. So many herring that the water looks silver with them in the right light. A few particularly enterprising people could even probably take one of the smaller fishing trawlers out to catch a whole netful of the things, but best only do that if they've figured out away to clean and preserve their catch before it spoils.

An Enchanted Adventure

It is still weird to see how different the world outside is now, compared to Abula Alma's stories, isn't it? So much has changed, but at least the people have been welcoming so far.

In the interest of being available to help set up for a party the next morning, though, spending the night in the dorm rather than in Casita made sense. At least... it did when the idea was suggested.

But now... how is one supposed to rest in a place this quiet and still? Maybe someone else is also awake and looking to talk? Or maybe just getting some fresh air will help you settle?

Isle

Herring Do

Did we mention there are a lot of herring in the waters around Auradon lately? Because there are. So many that even those on the Isle are having a relatively easy time reeling them in. This makes for a prime opportunity to shore up their ever shaky food supplies, but again, only if the fish can be cleaned and preserved fast enough. Which given the Isle's smaller population and said population's general lack of teamwork skills isn't as easy as it sounds. It's always something, right?

The Weather Outside Is Frightful

Cold weather is setting in, not just in Auradon, but on the Isle, and given the general lack of insulation in the school and overall scarce resources, this is something of a problem. Staying inside provides at least some protection of course, enough to remove the true dangers of exposure, but even there it's still chilly. Made worse by the ever present humidity in the air making sure it's damp and chilly in most places. Finding ways to keep warm is thus a concern on most everyone's mind.

Of course, with all the thorny vines blocking them in, there's a potential solution readily available. The vines, and even the thorns themselves, would likely make for excellent firewood, and clearing them in the right direction would make them that much closer to being able to access the bridge, killing two birds with one stone. The catch, of course, is finding a means to chop them up and dry the pieces enough to burn well. In the mean time, at least the exertion of trying is likely to warm one up a bit. Right?

Cleaning House

Being stuck inside more often has made it even more obvious than usual that the normal denizens of the Isle don't have a clue how to keep house. Yes, the place is something of a dump, in more ways than one, but that didn't mean it was necessary to lean into it the way they clearly did. There might not be much to be done about the multiple layers of graffiti covering most paintable surfaces or the general griminess, but cleaning up all the random bits of trash scattered around the school? That is definitely doable.

Time to grab a broom (if you can find one) and get to work. Of course if you can't find a broom, bare hands will have to do. But hey, that way you might actually find something useful among the trash. It's a possibility, at least. Or so you keep telling yourself.

Auradon- Jack Frost

Date: 13 Jan 2024 05:13 (UTC)
atyaktheattackyak: A hulkingly large yak (Default)
From: [personal profile] atyaktheattackyak
Some might be concerned seeing a large, muscular and rather fluffy yak slowly lumbering directly towards them. But despite Atyak's size, his expression is clearly one of placidity and a wild yak generally doesn't start talking. He wanders up to someone he can see looks like they could use some help. He always had been a helpful yak, and his original job was hauling his party's supplies. But he didn't become a popular god despite his niche being the oddly specific Yak Barbarians from just being a god, but because he had a kind of chivalry that meant all those weaker than himself and of good character deserved help.

"Hello" he rumbles gently as he draws closer to the strangers around him, "Would you like help?" He shakes out his long and thick coat, little flakes of ice and snow falling off of the fringes of his fur. "Atyak is strong. Atyak likes to help. This is easier than road travelling still," he adds with a solemn nod. He actually never particularly liked all the fancy buildings that the two legged people liked, but he had gotten quite adept at navigating those buildings over his years, and he is surprisingly good at slipping down hallways barely large enough for him without breaking anything. That plus his strength meant that he was used to being asked to help hauling firewood or furniture, or even hauling ships in from the harbor.

Re: Auradon- Jack Frost

Date: 15 Jan 2024 10:59 (UTC)
believe_it_or_not: (Ivy is so happy)
From: [personal profile] believe_it_or_not
The blond-green haired young woman had just slipped out for the afternoon, thinking it would be lovely to do those chores that could be done outside outside. And if that kept people from seeing that she had no clue what she was doing in some cases, so much the better.

But she looked up when she saw who had spoken to her and she dropped the shirt she had been trying to figure out how to mend into the snow, a smile blooming on her face like one of her mother's flowers.

"Are... I don't think you'd remember me," given the years since, and the forget whorl, "but are you by chance from Xanth as well? When I was very little, I met the friendliest Yak after I got lost once, and it was ever so dear a friend until a stray spell hit her, the poor thing." Could this be her long lost friend? Such coincidences did happen, after all. Especially in her family.

Date: 17 Jan 2024 06:48 (UTC)
atyaktheattackyak: A cute black yak with a blush and flower over his horn. (Cute)
From: [personal profile] atyaktheattackyak
Atyak tilts his head as he listens. Sadly he has to shake his head. His voice is deep and his speech is slow and methodical, "Atyak is a male, from... huh, Atyak is not really from anywhere with a name." He bows his head in a gesture to show his own remorse for the lost of a good person. He wasn't used to there being many talking yaks, and the few there were he had a hand in the creation of. For him finding another person who knew of a talking yak outside of his party would be quite the coincidence.

He uses his hoof to pick up the garment and lay it over his broken horn. One was intact, while the other was partially replaced with a metal horn cap bolted into his horn. It was clearly custom fitted with no expenses spared, but he still takes care to keep the garment from the bolts as he gets it off the snow. "Here, now it stays dry while we chat." He wouldn't want her clothes ruined by water or stains. "Atyak does his best to be friendly too. Atyak likes people." As a general statement, he was a people yak, and liked to see people with human like faces to that smile thing they do. He tried sometimes, but a Yak showing his teeth tended to scare people, and his lips otherwise got a bit lost in the darkness of his fur. But apparently tail wags seemed to communicate joy to some people, so he makes sure to return that smile with the gentle sway of his tail.

Date: 17 Jan 2024 08:28 (UTC)
believe_it_or_not: (Ivy pleased)
From: [personal profile] believe_it_or_not
Ivy smiled warmly. "Thank you. I'm not too worried about it drying though, after all wonderfully crafted material like this would just naturally shed water and dry fast if it did get wet," she said, addressing the material as much as the Yak. And the material seemed to almost improve in quality, and dryness, as she spoke.

"And the sun is wonderful today, isn't it? Just perfect. Warm enough to cut the chill without overtaking the season and perfectly wonderful for drying out clothing." And the day did seem that much nicer as she spoke. "A lovely day for new friends to meet." Another smile that was beautiful because she believed that she should, indeed, have a beautiful smile.

Date: 18 Jan 2024 01:38 (UTC)
atyaktheattackyak: A hulkingly large yak (Default)
From: [personal profile] atyaktheattackyak
The first effect is lost on Atyak's untrained eye for materials. He had little use for fabrics and was thus wholly unfamiliar with what made quality fabric. Or really, most craftworks, as he had little interest or use for them. Now, if she were to start complementing his brewing and mixology, that he could recognize quickly.

Atyak does feel the sun get warmer as she talks, and he closes his eyes, and tilts his head up to enjoy that sun. He nods in agreement, "Yes, a very good day. Atyak is new here, and needs new friends. None of Atyak's can be found." Normally they never spent all that much time apart. It was lonely being on his own, no Semika, no Atrata, no Talineta or Tauriel, or anyone else he had come to love. Not even his goblin tribe had followed him to this place. "Do you have many friends here?"

Date: 21 Jan 2024 11:28 (UTC)
believe_it_or_not: (Ivy is so happy)
From: [personal profile] believe_it_or_not
"We just arrived here too," she said apologetically. "Me and Grey." Because there was no magic in any worlds strong enough to separate that. She believed in it with all she had, and he disbelieved in his own way, and so far it had worked for them. "But look at it this way," she said. "Now you got two new friends already!"

Re: Auradon- Jack Frost

Date: 15 Jan 2024 11:00 (UTC)
modified20: (Who me?)
From: [personal profile] modified20
"Likes... to help...." she said in a tone that made it clear that she wasn't buying it. "Uh huh, and what help can you offer that's better than a whole stack of XP?"

Date: 17 Jan 2024 07:04 (UTC)
atyaktheattackyak: A hulkingly large yak (Default)
From: [personal profile] atyaktheattackyak
Atyak thinks for a long moment. Better than XP? Well, he'd never heard of that particular phrase before. He kicks his hooves at the ground, "What's XP?" He could offer a lot of things, though. "Atyak can give spells to people. That is very good, Atyak thinks." In his opinion it was one of the coolest things he could do. It helped more than most of his skills in times of peace and prosperity. But he was just happy when those skills weren't needed. It meant the children were safe. That, and Atyak didn't have the abilities to cast spells himself made it feel all the more special.

Date: 17 Jan 2024 08:30 (UTC)
modified20: (LOL)
From: [personal profile] modified20
"Points I get by killing things to make myself stronger. But spells work too. Whatcha got? A way to fill my bags of holding with weapons? OH! A way to turn a crossbow INTO a bag of holding so I can have infinite self loading bolts?"

Date: 18 Jan 2024 01:19 (UTC)
atyaktheattackyak: (Just a Yak)
From: [personal profile] atyaktheattackyak
"Yak's Strength will let you carry many bags of holding..." He thinks hard about the last one, "I have seen that, but I do not make those." He shakes his head sadly, as he wasn't sure he could do those things specifically. "Atyak is Barbarian Yak God, so worshipping Atyak lets you cast cleric spells and Yak Domain spells, like horn knocker, yak's strength, and chain yakening."

This time Atyak gave a solemn nod, "Yes, Yak domain good for killing things and breaking things." He eyes the blond, "but only things that are bad things."

Date: 21 Jan 2024 11:25 (UTC)
modified20: (Card)
From: [personal profile] modified20
"Huh... Taking a few levels of cleric and getting barbarian stats tossed in? Now that's my kind of minmaxing. If I become a priest..." a small grin formed, "then I'm the one to tell your yak sheep what is and is not a bad thing. A whole mass of mooks on top of everything else? Now you're speaking my language. Alright, I can get behind this whole worship thing. What's it going to cost me in sacrifice to get a few levels as your new high priestess?"

Re: Auradon- Jack Frost

Date: 15 Jan 2024 11:01 (UTC)
idiotic_bard: (So happy)
From: [personal profile] idiotic_bard
"A talking Yak!" The odd stick figured boy said. "A yakitty yak that will talk back! The jokes practically write themselves!"

Date: 18 Jan 2024 01:08 (UTC)
atyaktheattackyak: (Just a Yak)
From: [personal profile] atyaktheattackyak
"Yik-yakiity yak does talk back!" His tail waves and he stomps with amusement. Atyak had seen many different types of beings in his travels, and more again after he was restored from the Great Deletion, but someone with such thin arms and legs was new. He couldn't help but ask, "Do you use magic to stand? You have very tiny legs." He doesn't mean to be rude or mean, he's honestly just curious about this strange affliction he had never seen before.

Date: 21 Jan 2024 11:20 (UTC)
idiotic_bard: (I point because I have a point)
From: [personal profile] idiotic_bard
He looked down at himself, lifting one of his feet - the one with the big boot - to look at it. Then he tried to lift the other. Without setting the first down. He fell. "Looks like I don't have a leg to stand on!" he said with a grin. Then he looked at his legs splayed out before him. "My legs look like they always do, they're not that tiny, not like Belkar's. He's a halfling, they all have tiny legs. Oh, Blackwing also has tiny legs but I think I'm not supposed to remember who that is. Do you have trouble seeing with your eyes all weirdly the same size?"

Isabela Madrigal | Encanto

Date: 6 Feb 2024 07:43 (UTC)
senorita_perfecta: (Confused)
From: [personal profile] senorita_perfecta
(Quick Note: Isabela is coming from the end of her film so there is bound to be spoilers for Encanto for anyone who hasn’t seen it yet.)

Jack Frost
This day has turned into a very bizarre experience. Just a few moments ago, Isabela was just happily tending to a community garden she had set up for the town. But then things got way weirder when she feels like she got yanked out of her world by invisible strings and she soon finds herself on some snowy ground.

This chilly winter is completely different from the vivid jungles she is very used to at home. Most of the plants here look partially lifeless for the season and her multicolored dress and sandals are clearly not winter appropriate. Oh dear: Isabela is clearly out of her element and in need of some warmth. The young lady is very much confused as she looks around for anyone who can tell her anything, what is with the weather right now, and why she got sent into this place unceremoniously.

Her entire family will freak out if they discover that she has gone MIA at home.

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