Homestead Members:

@Emiline Hunter | @Axel Brooks | @Hazel Nelson | @Bree Grey | @Alemayehu Ngeni Bekele | @Lucien Alexandre de Montfort | @Minnie Duke | @Maria Leung de Almeida

Sprawling across the great mountains that towered over Tenūsa lay the most magical structures the isle had to offer. They were not just mere feats against gravity and physics but symbolic of the ever growing understanding of the island folk. They knew that tradition was important, and they would never forget, but acknowledging and respecting the past does not require binding yourself to it. No the Isle and its inhabitants were always looking to grow, to thrive. So while many of the older structures still sprawled across the jungle floor, these marvels carved into rock and crossed the expanses of the sky while never taking away from the natural beauty of the place.

One would think up so high that roots could not reach, that the rot that was beginning to engulf the jungle floor would be a distant problem. Such beliefs would be quickly realised as foolish. Everything in this island was connected. Being made out of magic itself many believed the island to be alive in a sense, and as such each and every part of it was one and the same. Much like a body, the infection could spread no matter the initial cut. This disease that was claiming the ancient haven seemed to be intelligent enough to use that magic, to guide it to where it wished to be. To guide it to the creatures it wished to take, and as such from the draping vines and tunnelled pockets their inky ichor appeared ready to strike.

This place was nothing like the dark forest that loomed ominously on the edge of Hogwarts. It was a symphony of beauty and wonder and it begged to be explored and seen. Under the cover of darkness it only grew more beautiful with lanterns lighting the buildings far below and the stars illuminating them from above it was enchanting. Such wonders brought a pair of restless souls wandering towards their majestic balcony. As they watched the stars that glimmered across the sky they would be completely unaware of the danger that lay beneath. Roll: 3 That was when two vined tendrils wrapped around each of their arms dragging them over the edge. Hitching feet and clawing with hands to the edge they barely managed to hold on, but would the others wake in time to save them, and what lurked under the shadows of their own beds.

Moderation Note: Minnie and Bree are fully restrained on the balcony and are clinging to stay on but being forcefully dragged. Something seems to be moving under every other individuals bed aching at their backs and disrupting their well earned sleep

WC: 239
Interacting with: @Axel Brooks & @Hazel Nelson & @Bree Grey & @Lucien Alexandre de Montfort & @Minnie Duke & @Maria Leung de Almeida
Stamina- 9 Accuracy-7 Wisdom-5 Strenth-8 Evasion-4 Arcane Power-7
Trunk
Action: Casting Lumos

Action: Casting Incendio Duo

Interacting With: @Bree Grey, @Emiline Hunter, @Axel Brooks, @Hazel Nelson, @Alemayehu Ngeni Bekele, @Lucien Alexandre de Montfort, and @Maria Leung de Almeida

Word Count: 401/200

OOC Notes: Reducio Speaking: b38900 Thinking: Italics Trunk: Accio!

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Outift: Reducio A black and yellow sweatshirt and fluffy pajama pants with badgers.

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Interacting with: @Emiline Hunter & @Hazel Nelson & @Bree Grey & @ Lucien Alexandre de Montfort & @Minnie Duke & @Maria Leung de Almeida
Stamina- 6 Accuracy-9 Wisdom-4 Strength- 10 Evasion-10 Arcane Power-6
Trunk
Action: Going back to sleep unless shaken
WC:375

Permission from Hazel Nelson to Godmod her dragging Axel from her PC account

Axel didn't like this event. He was forced to come along by his friend no, his acquaintance, Hazel. And yes, that did involve lots of being dragged to and fro from place to place because this girl knew no boundaries. His feet ached, his wrist was slightly sore from being yanked this way and that. So when they showed them their 'homes' for the event, unlike normal he raced up the stairs to get a bed first.

And once he lay down, he was fast asleep, the day was draining to say the least, as he's not normally so social and.... euhh pleasant. Talking to people and doing activities is mind-numbingly annoying for him, Axel would much rather just sleep all day but no, he gets dragged out to this foreign school in the middle of a forest. Like who does that to a kid? He stirred slightly as his dreams tried to rouse him.

He rolled over to his back and covered his head with his pillow. Of course when he's desperate for sleep he gets woken up during the god forsaken early hours of the morning. Around him it was silent, well sleeping silent of people, but the sounds of nature were all loud and alive. Axel groans not caring if he wakes anyone up, even though its muffled by his pillow.

Then he hears some scrabbling and a girl yelling help. He ignores it he assumes its one of his housemates having a nightmare or a bad dream. Then through his pillow he hears another creak of a bed and a light creeps around the edges of the pillow. Axel puts his arm over the top, as if to block out the rest of the light.

Then he hears a slightly panicked sleepy voice demand everyone wakes up. Who the hell does this girl think she is, demanding we all wake up?! He thinks bitterly. I'm too tired for all this.... They can sort it out or drag me out of this surprisingly soft bed. He thinks selfishly.

From his bedside table, still with his eyes closed, he grabs his earplugs and puts them in, going back to bed. Not knowing the dangers that leer just beyond the shadows of his cabin.

Word Count: 533 with quote/324 without quote
Ooc notes: Quote from The Beginning of the End

Action: Screaming for help and trying to break free while holding on
Date: xx/xx/xx

Tears are still streaming down the young girl's face as she stares at her parents. "Please Mother and Daddy please stop fighting." Her parents stare at her with shame and guilt on their face. Her father looks up at her mother than back down to her. Bending over, he picks her up and whispers in her ear softly, his beard scratching her softly, "Its alright sweetheart. Now come outside with me." After looking once again at her mother, he turns and takes Bree outside. Once they are outside, he puts her down and closes the door. Pointing to the ground the young girl recognizes what he's trying to say. Lying down in the grass excitedly she looks up at the stars. The beauty in the sky was still mind-blowing to her. The night looked as if someone hung diamonds in the sky. Once her father lays down next to her she snuggles against him. "Look" Her father says in a whisper. Looking up, the young girl squeals in delight as she sees a shooting star. Closing her eyes tightly, she makes a wish. Whispering in her ear once more her father says, "Now your wish will come true. Just don't tell anyone and keep it close to your heart."

Word Count: 258
Ooc notes:~~

Action: Trying to wake Axel up for he could help
Date: xx/xx/xx

Interactions/Mentions: @Emiline Hunter @Axel Brooks @Alemayehu Ngeni Bekele @Lucien Alexandre de Montfort @Minnie Duke @Maria Leung de Almeida

FINAL MODERATION OF PART ONE
Standing in for Lawrence in this moderation round to end part 1 of the event!

This group had a variety of things being done. Like all of us, @Axel Brooks just wanted to sleep, but unfortunately @Hazel Nelson had other plans and shook him awake. @Alemayehu Ngeni Bekele, @Lucien Alexandre de Montfort, and @Maria Leung de Almeida all stood, frozen perhaps in shock, as @Emiline Hunter fended off vines with Lumos. The two who were previously captured, @Bree Grey and @Minnie Duke, were both struggling against the vines that had grabbed them earlier, but whereas Minnie managed a successful spell against her vines with a well-placed Incendio Duo, Bree's fights were in vain and she was dragged into the darkness.

All seven of the remaining kiddos were free to leave as they wished, though, because as if satisfied with their kidnapped charge, the vines shrunk back into nothingness and vanished seemingly into thin air. Perhaps those still standing could proceed to part two and meet up with the other residents of the High Houses...

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