Closed Fall Ball 2023 Lanterns and Boat Rides

Blue in English, Red in Korean

Eun-ji felt a wave of relief wash over her as she listened to Peri, calming down his friend. She honestly wasn’t all that great when it came to these things. It wasn’t like that in the past but now, she was more or less used to being on her own and didn’t know how to comfort others. Besides, when it came to rescuing people, she tended to have a very no nonsense kind of attitude. Her father always told her one had to think rationally during crisis otherwise their efficiency went down and she made sure to take that to heart...although that would probably change if she was saving someone she really cared about.

“No need. I’ll be right behind you.” The witch replied to her duelling partner, a small smile tugging at her lips. It was a strange yet welcome feeling to have someone keeping an eye on her. Still, she really believed it was not necessary to come back for her. Sure, she was getting a bit tired but she still had enough strength to get herself to shore. The adrenaline was still coursing through her veins. “Thank you though.” Eun-ji muttered under her breath before casting the ascension spell, watching the trio quickly drift away from her towards the safety of the shore.

The Ravenclaw meant what she said. The chaos seemed to be calming down so she fully intended to return to the shore and check up on Piérre and Marietta before deciding what to do next. Unfortunately, before she could go through with that plan, her eye caught a movement not far away from her. A young boy, most likely first year, managed to fight off a Grindylow grasping his leg but obviously lost the battle against himself. Damn it! Eun-ji cursed inwardly, immediately changing her direction towards the floating body. There was no way she could go back to shore and leave the unconscious boy there.

Thankfully, it didn’t take long for her to reach her target and he was conveniently close to a boat. Boat occupied by his friends apparently seeing as one of the girls reached down for him, trying to pull him into the boat. The older girl silently commended her for not jumping in and quickly helped to push the young boy to the boat before climbing in herself. He would not die but he needed immediate help for sure and the two girls seemed far too cold and frightened to do so. Sure, perhaps she was underestimating them but she couldn’t risk it. “Hold onto the boat carefully. I’ll help your friend then we’ll figure out how to get all of us back to the shore, alright?” She told to the two girls calmly before fully focusing on the unconscious boy in front of her, checking if he was breathing and providing CPR if necessary. There were still other injuries that needed tending to but she could heal those after she got the water out of him.

Action: Helping Astra pull Rodney Hughes into the boat and providing the boy with first aid. (Note: Eun-ji’s father is a surgeon and she spent a great potion of her childhood accompanying him in hospital. He taught her a lot so she definitely knows what she’s doing )

Stats: STA: 9 ✦ EVA: 10 ✦ STR: 4 ✦ WIS: 12 ✦ ARC: 11 ✦ ACC: 13
Abilities: Healing Sage I & II ✦ Perfectionist ✦ Death Defiance ✦ Spell Spread
Interacting with: @Pericles Dralt, @Astra Norrick, @Renelle Dalton and @Rodney Hughes

Axyen saw Daphne's eyes widen, and Axyen was confused and worried. Maybe he said something wrong? Maybe something came up? Maybe Axyen was once again overthinking things and nothing was wrong at all? Daphne said that she owed an apology to Axyen. "An apology... apology for what?" Axyen asked, but he didn't need to wait long for a response, as Daphne responded quickly. She seemed to feel guilty about assuming Axyen's background and most-likely his blood status as well. "Oh, that?" Axyen asked. "Don't worry about it!" Axyen said with a smile, trying to help reassure Daphne that it was completely fine. Everybody did make mistakes after all. "It probably would've been obvious sooner or later anyways!" Axyen added, he always had one question that was obvious to Muggles and then his blood-status became obvious, which Axyen was used to by now. Daphne laughed a little, probably because this felt a little bit awkward. Arnold was still squeaking, most-likely as an attempt to get more attention from Alduin, or possibly to communicate with the cat. Axyen doubted that creatures of different species could speak with each other though, well at least most species can't communicate with other species. Perhaps to try and break the tension, words just flew out of Axyen's mouth. "Having fun Arnold?" Axyen asked the Pygmy Puff, Arnold turned to Axyen and happily squeaked twice in response. "That's good." Axyen said, seemingly replying to Arnold, in truth, Axyen didn't know what Arnold actually said, but just took the clues from the two squeaks Arnold gave Axyen.

Axyen noticed Daphne reached out her hand and touched his arm, Axyen didn't know what to do, but decided to just continue the casual conversation anyways. Daphne proceeded to say that they were at Hogwarts where people with different types of backgrounds. Axyen nodded in agreement, the was very true. Daphne leaned in a bit and Axyen listened closely he was expecting her to whisper something. Daphne began telling what seemed like a little story. Her father was a Pureblood, just like Axyen, who learnt about the Muggle world with the help of Daphne's mother. Axyen learned that Daphne's mother was a Half-blood, so it made sense that she would have some kind of understanding of the Muggle world, if not, full understanding of it. Axyen imagined that it must've felt nice knowing just about anything and everything about the Wizarding world and the Muggle world. Daphne also told Axyen that her mother worked in law for both the Muggle and Wizarding world. "Really? That sounds super cool!" Axyen said out loud, but then he realized that might've been rude and that Daphne might've not even finished talking. "Sorry..." Axyen quickly, slightly embarrassed with himself for speaking out so randomly. Axyen imagined that law would be an interesting and fun subject to learn, and Axyen never looked into it so it would be something new to learn about. Axyen thought it was cool that Daphne's father was able to navigate through the Muggle world freely, Axyen tried to give Arnold a walk outside while he was in his house once. His mother immediately stopped him and reminded Axyen about the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy, which had Axyen feeling guilty, because he wanted Arnold to experience the normal outside world just like other pets got to. So it was good that at least another Pureblood could talk among Muggles without being confused and whatnot, Axyen could barely keep a normal conversation with Muggleborn witches and wizards, which told Axyen that he wouldn't be able to properly speak if asked a question or speaking in a Muggle conversation.

Axyen was happy to hear that Daphne would be willing to teach him more about the Muggle world around fall or winter break as Daphne mentioned. Daphne seemed especially excited to show Axyen a movie, something Axyen has never heard of. Daphne went on to explain what Disney was, it was a magical place with rides and amusement parks. That sounded extremely fun to Axyen, up until the broom part, which Axyen seemed slightly less excited about the idea of going on a ride. Axyen could hardly imagine riding a broom, let alone actually experiencing what it might be like to semi-experience the possibility. Axyen thought for a moment, he was curious on how they were able to replicate magic like that. "So... how do they recreate magic? Like... you know..." Axyen thought for a moment, that was very unspecific. "Like recreating the feeling of flying on a broom?" Axyen asked, providing more specific details to his previous question. Daphne went on to include that Disney also made movies, which Axyen still had no clue what a movie was, maybe it was some kind of Muggle device or something similar to that. Daphne explained that it was a story that can be viewed on a screen. "Wow!! That sounds cool!" Axyen said, he imagined they placed a book on the screen and then it just somehow shows a story, all displayed from a book. Daphne seemed to be happy with Axyen's choice, which he picked the sky lanterns over the others, which made Axyen believe he made the 'right' choice there. Daphne thought about where the sky lanterns eventually end up. "Huh... I don't know..." Axyen said, thinking a lot. "Oh! Maybe they get reused for the next Fall ball!" Axyen happily said, it seemed like a good explanation, but of course that was all just a speculation. Nothing more than a simple and fun guess on Axyen's end. Daphne got up and walked off quickly before returning after a few seconds with two bags full of various materials. Axyen needed to think, what would be a good lantern for this activity..?

Axyen had a random thought, what if he got a wand casting a spell to represent dueling and then a Golden snitch caught in the spell to represent Quidditch? It seemed like a good idea to Axyen, it was a small hint towards Axyen's position as a second year duelist and Daphne's position as a Second-string Seeker. Axyen quickly knew what materials he wanted. "I-I think I'll take the paint and markers." Axyen said, he wasn't fully confident in his decision-making abilities. What if he chose the 'wrong' option? Daphne seemed to notice Axyen's problem with decision-making and quickly replied to comfort Axyen. Daphne told Axyen to not overthink as this is all meant to be for fun, not to feel lost or confused between a lot of options. Daphne also mentioned that any options would've been good, and that Axyen always had the ability to start over if he didn't like the end result. "O-oh, thanks!" Axyen said, giving a small smile to Daphne. "I'll try to keep that in mind." Axyen said. Now it was time for the fun part, Axyen would get to paint his lantern. Axyen decided that he didn't need any markers after all, he simply just needed paint. Axyen started to paint a brown stick on his lantern until it looked like a basic wand. Axyen mixed his brown paint with some black paint to make a dark brown paint color. Axyen used a smaller brush to add more depth and detail to the wand, at least it was an attempt to anyways. Axyen got some cyan pain and made a line and then bit of an explosion in the middle. Axyen painted the Golden snitch with a bit of orange and yellow, and he was finally satisfied with his work.

During this entire process Arnold watched Axyen work, Arnold was clearly interested as Axyen added details and painted. Arnold also seemed to lose focus on Alduin as Arnold rarely sees Axyen make art and loves seeing the colors come to life. Axyen was imagining what the boat ride will be like, it'd probably be super fun and an enjoyable ride.

Mentioning...

@Daphne Sapphirus

Wallflower ~ Whittler ~ Warning ~ White Knight ~ Wrestler ~ Wartime ~ Wrath ~ Whelm

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Nec Temere, Nec Timide. Durmstrang Institute's

Romeo Giovanni Marchonné [6'7.5" | 202lbs]

"English." "Italiano. Italian." "Russian."

| Faint Scar on Left Eye & Mangled Right Ear | \ Fingerless Glove on Right Hand, Bite Scar on Forearm / | Lichtenberg Figure on Right Arm and Down Back |

"Toxic Ex" Grindylow Josh

With a roar, I slammed my heel into the creature's stomach and sent it hurtling into the water away from me. It was trying to swim away, trying to escape my grasp. A coward's maneuver, while effective, was useless when it was me that was pursuing it with the wrath of a man gone mad.

"GET OVER HERE!" I snarled, dolphin kicking after it with broad strokes that propelled me through the water at a pace that I hoped would overtake and intercept it before it could attempt to grab anyone else. If there were others that wanted to try their hand at intercepting me, they could do their worst. In a condition like this, I was a steamroller that couldn't be stopped, slowed down, or negotiated with.

These things dug their own watery graves, and they were going to damn well lay in them. I was going to follow that creature wherever it went, wherever it tried to go to escape its vicious tail. Wasn't this what it always came down to when it came to the most natural extent of my justices? Wanton violence, deadly force?

Skimming the surface, I briefly threw my head above the water. I didn't have to breathe with the help of the bubblehead charm still in effect, but I was trying to clear my eyes for a moment before returning to the mirk. Only for a moment, and then I dove back in with a kick of my feet being the last sight of before vanishing completely. The water continued to pass by with fluidity, as I cut through it with force and a newfound vigor after that brief respite from active swimming. I just had to find the one that looked more hurt than the rest. The one that was weaker, that was practically ready to be picked off.

The one that was one foot in Jones' locker.

There.

"We're not done, you and I!" I yelled after it, "You're not allowed to swim away!"

There were contradicting thoughts in my mind and a hesitation that wavered in my breast for only a moment as I closed into the crippled marine life before I remembered what it had done to deserve my wrath to begin with. An attempt to take a life, an attempt to drown and kill an innocent. And yet, still why did I feel that my rage was so unneeded in this situation, too violent even for the acts that it had committed? Why wasn't I able to quench that fire, why wasn't I able to let it go, to allow this wrath to slip away from me peacefully and let these bygones be bygones with the simple (if punishing) warning that I had given it in the form of my heel to its stomach?

Why wasn't I able to stop myself?

What terrible threshold had I finally crossed, the arc of insanity that resolved itself into the actions of muddy judgement and the life by that of the sword? Destruction for the sake of destruction, something that I was inclined towards. Something that I had always been inclined towards, it seemed. It was something I was good at, something that I could fall upon when there was nothing else to fall upon; after I had ruined everything else that had once been around me. "If I'm not allowed to run away, you're not either!" My voice cracked ever so slightly as I attempted another grab on the creature, this time to suckerpunch it and to put it out of its misery altogether. Worse yet, just as I had the year before... perhaps I could do so much worse, so, so much worse. If he can, Romeo would likely rip the Grindylow in half/severely injure the critter if he reduces it to 0hp; he will try to kill it My icy eyes pierced through it. "If I can't escape, you won't either."

Romeo Beats the Sh!t outta Josh Punches Josh/Grindylow 4 (Martial Artist)

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Stats:

Ω Stamina 900/900 | Evasion 9 | Strength 17 (20 OS) Ω
Ω Accuracy 18 (21 MC) | Wisdom 10 | ArcPower 0 Ω

Abilities:

Ω Obnoxiously Strong | Perfectionist I | Martial Artist | Healing Sage I Ω
Ω Muggle Condition Ω

Inventory:

Wand [Redacted]

Interacting with @Eun-ji Lee Hunt, @Piérre Marchonné and @Marietta Griffis

Reaching out to hook arms with Marietta and Pi, Pericles had hesitated, treading water to promise Eun-Ji he'd head back for her. “No need. I’ll be right behind you. Thank you though.” She was notoriously independent, and as many healers do, she tended to prioritize the wellness of others before her own. Peri could only offer a quick smile, nodding as he answered "I'll hold you to that. Ready." Despite the bubble, he couldn't help drawing a deep breath and squeezing his eyes shut. Just like that, Eun-ji's Ascension Spell split perfectly, striking both of the former drowning victims. They were sent rocketing for the shore with Pericles holding on tight. He clung to his wand while the icy lake water churned around them, and when the enchantment waned, they were left to trudge their way out from the muddy shallows.

An attempt was made to drag Marietta and Piérre up and on towards dry land. "Are you two alright?" he breathed, shuddering at the sting of autumn air against his wet clothes. Two safe. How many more to go? The Ravenclaw turned to scan the chaos once he'd reached the sand, catching a glimpse of bright red sliding into a populated boat. Good. Either Eun-ji was hitching a ride, or she was treating a wounded student, but either way she was out of the water. Still, there stood chance of them all being tipped back into the Black Lake. It didn't look like their oars were attached either. Pericles wracked his arsenal of spells, eyes flashing with inspiration as a breakthrough hit. A summoning spell could drag them in. Flicking water from the end of his wand, Pericles assumed a broad stance and barked: "Accio!" He honed his intention, willing a connection between boat and wand, envisioning a summoning force to lure them in slowly but steadily.

Action: Casting Accio on the boat holding @Astra Norrick, @Renelle Dalton, @Rodney Hughes,
and Eun-ji to pull it all the way to the shoreline

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﴾ Stamina - 10 | Evasion - 12 | Strength - 4 | Wisdom - 11 | ArcPower - 10 | Accuracy - 14 ﴿
Perfectionist, Keen Eye, Perfectionist II, Spell Spread, Animagus

Post Tracker: I - II - III - IV - V - VI

Outfit	Inventory
Reducio	Reducio Enchanted satchel in effect Wand Wizard Camera (filled with film) Tyty (Zach's typewriter) Papers Diary Black Quill Ink Potions Reducio Antidote to Common Poisons Burn Healing Paste Bruise Removal Paste Murtlap Essence

"Immobulus!" The boy cast the spell with his wand pointed at the creature with shorter hair than the other one. To his surprise, the spell was successfully cast! However, it was too soon for him to be happy and proud of himself. He lost his balance, making the boat unstable so both of the students in their suits fell off of the broom. Zach could feel the coldness of the black water.

However, the main problem was Zach couldn't swim! He had never learnt how to swim or any skill related to water aside from drinking it. Some of the water entered his mouth and nose, making him panic. He kicked the water, trying not to drown in this magical lake. Did it help? Well, it unexpectedly helped him to keep his head above. With his unstable position in the water, the boy could grasp some air to fill his lungs so that he could think a little bit more clearly. He searched for anything nearby to hold until he felt his feet touching something.

Some seconds after that, he felt the pressure of the water harshly touch his skin. Something pulled the boy underwater. He couldn't see what creature pulled him. Luckily, he still had his wand. He pulled it out and tried to cast any spell in his mind with his limited breath. "Depulso!" This spell needed to succeed.

Interacting with Jonathan, the Gryndillow.
Mentioning @Raizel Voltrouz
Action: Casting Depulso at the Gryndillow
Abilities: Blindvision

Open / Closed
For interactions

[previously on Hanako’s #145th post of being delulu]

“Aspira” he uttered.

The bubblehead charm covered her head whole. It’s useless on the ground, but it would certainly help loads underwater. “ This is stupid” he insisted, his voice weaker now despite sounding annoyed. “ But do what you want”. He paused for a moment, hesitant to say more before. He couldn’t completely hide the flicker of worry in his eyes before he turned away from Bailey and back closer to the shore.

His mind was far from at peace at the moment, looking far more annoyed than worried. He cast a long look at the waters. Torn between what would have been the better option. To see Eun-ji safe and sound, or see her bruised and tattered from her involvement with the creatures of the lake. Safe or not, it didn’t save him from the mental turmoil he endured because of her. And the big question as to what it meant.

[ now onto more emotional turmoil ]

How was it that a minute passed by so much slower than it felt? Seconds felt like hours. The great lake, though growing calmer after Bailey left, continued to taunt him. After some strength, he tore his eyes away and opted to pace the shore of the lake. Attempting to mute our incoherent background noise. This was far from his scene. His place was back in the banquet, away from the mess with his blood kept in his body, safe and sound. But no.

Here he was scratching the back of his neck, leaving it somewhat red and raw. That was nothing compared to the direction his own mind was going. His worry about Bailey was alleviated somewhat. Knowing that if a creature attacked her, she’d probably have no issue kicking their butts, even underwater. And with the bubblehead charm allowing her to breathe, she’d be fine. And if she wasn’t, he could say he told her so.

It was the other Ravenclaw that was annoyingly persistent in his mind. All he had to do was find her. Yet he was reluctant to look any further. She’d be fine because she's smart. They both looked as different as fire and water on the surface, but there was an evident reason Hanako had to admit that she was.. something. Not in the way he dreaded, thankfully. Ideally. But something, certainly.

He had faith - or at least it was easy to tell himself - that she turned back to the banquet after sensing danger in the lake. There was nothing for him to spin his head about. She was smart and safe and-

Hanako stepped on some sort of cloth.

Having half the mind to kick it in the lake. A tackless sort of revenge for interrupting him while he was in the middle of rewiring his thoughts to what he wanted them to be. His eyes squinted at it. Red. And it wasn’t just any red. It was a familiar one. A cold unexplainable chill ran down the back of his spine as the air left from his lungs. The cloth remained his main focus. As if it had him ensnared and trapped in a familiar shade. He tried to ignore it. Knowing inspecting it further would only be troubling. But two impulses, check it and don’t check it, warred for dominance.

Before he knew it, he knelt down. The damp dirt stained the pressed cloth of his pants. The red cloth brushed between his fingers. Cold. Been left for a while. An almost inaudible shaky breath left his lips. Decorating the air with chill just as he lifted up the red cloth, standing up. The cloth unfolded revealing a traditional dress. As the horrifying realization that it belonged to none other than Eun-ji Lee-Hunt.

The garment slipped from his hands as his eyes locked onto the great lake. Noting pads of footprints that led to the chilling waters. Eun-ji. Eun-ji. Eun-ji. It wasn’t long before he felt a dry trickle in his throat. “Eun-ji” his voice strained as he repeated the word in a tense tone. Like a mantra. As if saying it more would bring her back to him. It was like he was hypnotized. The water had to sink into his shoes and dampen his socks for him to snap out of it. Realizing he was a foot deep in the water. Panic flooded his veins as he rushed back to the shore. The cold bit like tiny teeth. The wet portion of his leg; was a taunting reminder of what he almost had done. Much less the cold, it was the horrifying realization of what he was about to do that sent a chill down his spine.

“Aer Ca-” he stopped himself, realizing how desperate he sounded. Eager to hide the evidence of his blunder. What was that? What was he trying to do? This was not his scene. It was just like when he saw Eun-ji fall unconscious on the dueling stage. Like something snapped and his body betrayed him. Betrayed the thoughts he wanted himself to believe. Flee. A prominent whisper of thought repeated. Run away. Be safe. An almost overwhelming, familiar desire to leave the area almost consumed him. Just as he thought it was the best for him, the red cloth entered his field vision, as if a direct challenge.

Once again, Hanako wanted nothing more than to kick it into the lake.

He groaned, rubbing the side of his temples, the early signs of headache coming in like an unwelcome guest. The earlier confusion made way for something far more familiar. A surge of illogical heat spread through him. Whitening his knuckles. Tightening his grip on his wand. His brows furrowed as much as his frown did.

He was unaware of how…stupid she was.

In his memories, he initially thought something connected them to a level of understanding. One he struggled to understand. As if she had the potential to …accept parts of him, not many people were willing to. In a way, there were times that he felt understood. That they had similarities, not a lot could easily replicate. Was he mistaken? Was it just a fleeting illusion? A miscalculation? Could he have been entirely wrong and there were facets of her personality he couldn’t comprehend and misunderstood?

Logically, it shouldn’t be such a big deal. Everyone had pet peeves. His happened to be people playing the hero. No one did anything without wanting something in return after all. He was no stranger to the transactions but playing hero just grated his nerves. In return for foolishly going into situations, what had they hoped for? Fame? Recognition? Praise? It was clownery. Something he never expected Eun-Ji to have.

But there was something else stirring in his thoughts. A more deep-rooted ache that refused to calm down. But anger was an effective umbrella. A shield, effective to hide things that lurked underneath. Saying he was beyond disappointed and frustrated at Eun-ji, was far easier to admit than that he cared for her. That had to be why he felt like screaming her name at the top of his lungs. To demand why she was so uncharacteristically stupid. Like a safe blanket covering up the fearful admission of something else in his mind.

He brushed the back of his hair furiously, groaning. “ Damn it” he sneered under his breath, looking at the lake as if they had made an enemy of him. “ Damn it, damn it, damn it”. He was lost, exasperated, and in need of a good yell. His mind was a dangerous concoction of impatient anger, wrapped around a few other less fiery emotions he was too blinded to notice beyond his frustration.

Yet, he stayed. He couldn’t move. His eyes, perhaps even more motivated now- scanned the lake, hoping for a glimpse. A sign.

EᑎᑕY :	ᗩᗷIᒪITIEᔕ
ᑭOᔕT TᖇᗩᑕK outdated opss *(*)*****	{ ᴮˡⁱⁿᵈᵛⁱˢⁱᵒⁿ } { ᴾᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿⁱˢᵗ } { ᴾᵃʳˢᵉˡᵐᵒᵘᵗʰ }}

∫ S t a m i n a : 10 • S t r e n g t h : 3 • A r c a n e : 13
∫ A c c u r a c y : 12 • E v a s i o n : 6 • W i s d o m : 10

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Story Progression (outdated oops)
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Action: Scanning the lake for potential sign of Eun-ji. being worried for his girlfriend, seeing @Bailey Glade off as she gets in the water,

Mentioning: (@Eun-Ji Lee Hunt)

october 6th 2023
the great lake
19:00

Most of the remaining students had swum to a boat, and the attack had clearly begun to die down. Those who were out of the water could feel the cold air on their wet clothes, making them shiver.

Spells
- Zach Zaphiere - Depulso at Gr/Jonathan
Zach wis [d20 : 13] + 9 = 22, success
Zach acc [d20 : 18] + 8 - 2 = 24
Grindylow eva [d20 : 15] + 6 = 21, hit!

@Zach Zaphiere successfully casts the spell, pushing Jonathan away from him in the murky water.

- Raizel Voltrouz - Wingardium Leviosa at Zach to get him up to the surface
Rai wis [d20 : 9] + 8 = 17, success

@Zach Zaphiere is lifted out of the water by @Raizel Voltrouz's spell and hovers close to the surface of the water.

Pericles Dralt - Casting Accio on the big boat
Peri wis [d20 : 5] + 11 = 16, success

@Pericles Dralt succesfully casts the spell. @Renelle Dalton, @Eun-ji Lee Hunt, @Rodney Hughes and @Astra Norrick are all carried to shore in their boat.

Other
- Romeo Marchonné - punching gr4/josh
Romeo acc [d20 : 14] + 21 + 2 - 2 = 35
Grindylow eva [d20 : 18] + 6 = 24, hit!
Josh takes [100*20*0.9]/5 = 360 HP damage and is knocked unconscious.
The rest of the grindylows flee.

@Romeo Marchonné punches Josh, knocking the Grindylow unconscious.

The remaining Grindylows, seemingly disheartened by the unconscious state of their ally, swim away as fast as they had appeared. One of them pulls Josh with it.

The lake was now safe - it was unlikely that the Grindylows will be returning any time soon. The students may have noticed the departure of the Grindylows, some may not have, but all felt an inexplicable sense of relief. The only thing they have to worry about now is the cold night air. The light breeze had strengthened, both in force and frigidity of temperature and many of the students felt their teeth chatter.

OOC Information
Welcome to the lake! Before you enter, please read the following:

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1. Your character must be indexed. If you are not yet indexed, please register here
2. There are two activities you can partake in this area — lantern-making and the boat ride
3. Moderation will occur once a week on Saturdays. Clarification is below
4. Your character is allowed one moderated action per round. Please specify these actions in your post
   
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   A moderated action is anything requiring rolls e.g. casting a spell (at someone), punching someone. If the action is only between PCs and is consensual, it will not require rolls e.g. asking someone to dance.
5. If your PC is moving between the banquet and the boat rides, please specify your movement in your post
6. Please follow all normal H.io site rules while participating in the ball.

ALERT
The Grindylows have retreated deep into the water. Please do not post that they can be seen.

Note: please don't describe anything extra that hasn't been stated in the mod. If you're dragged under, your actions must be moderated.

H E L E N A

R O S E

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Date 10/06/23

Helena's Dialogue #aa8b00

Tags @Alyssea Brown@Landon Matthews@Madison Bennett@Rodney Hughes

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─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ────── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

Everything seemed to move around Helena in a blur. The young girl felt the grindylow release managing to swim up above to the surface.

As Helena broke the surface water she gasped in the fresh air as the air rushed into the golden haired girl's lungs sending a stinging burning sensation.

Shaking her head, Helena decided to start swimming back to shore, noticing that the once lively lake seemed to be much calmer and relaxed than it once was with all those blasted sea monkeys.

What felt like ages turned into mere minutes as the young girl dragged herself onto the shore of the great lake plopping down onto the ground laying on her back. Helena gazed upwards watching the sky above her. The golden haired girls mind seemed to wander a bit as she continued to catch her breath.

The frigid air seemed to sting and bite Helena’s sobbing wet form. Sighing the young girl knew her night was definitely over there was know way she would want to stay out in this weather let alone after a crazy night like this.

It was always the lake, never was it anything calm and adorable, always something crazy and unpredictable.

Sighing once again the young girl just laid on the shore not moving their was no reason to she wanted to relax for a bit enjoy the night sky and suppose freezing as well.