TDM #4

[calderaevents]

ARRIVAL

It happens in an instant. A heavy weight in your gut, a trembling of your limbs, the world spins and you barely have time to register that you're falling before you lose consciousness. And when you awaken, it's not where you were last. Dark, unadorned oak walls surround you in a tiny room, the only furniture the bed you are currently resting upon, and the bedside table with a folded piece of parchment resting atop it that simply reads:

“The Tavernkeeper is awaiting your arrival downstairs.”

As you exit you find others like yourself emerging from the surrounding rooms. You are indeed in a tavern, but there is no hustle and bustle one might think to hear in such a place. The only person down on the main floor is a humanoid figure wiping down the bar, who smiles when they see you. They're familiar, but not, and you can't quite place their face. For some reason, however, their presence is comforting and warm.

“Welcome, Visitor. I'm sure you have a lot of questions.”

And you most certainly do.

Due to popular demand, the starter tavern and the drinks provided are available to in game characters via a portal accessible only to those with a faction gem.

DRINK MENU

WINTER'S WHISPER A fragrant spiced tea that calms the nerves and inspires the drinker to share their hopes and dreams.

JINGLE BELL A crisp, bright drink...that makes jingling bell sounds as you walk. There are no bells, and yet you jingle.

S(LAY) RIDE This drink has an earthy, woody taste. Almost as woody as the tavern floor it forces you to lie down upon. You cannot get up unless someone else helps you.

MISTLETOE MEAD Made with honey from enchanted bee hives and a touch of mistletoe leaves. Time to find a smoochin' partner!

HOLLY JOLLY SPICE A bold and fiery blend of rum, cinnamon, and cloves with a secret twist—just a dash of enchanted holly berry syrup that makes your cheeks flush with warmth and your laughter contagious. One sip, and you're the life of the party, even if you're by yourself.

CANDY CANE CRUSH A festive burst of minty sweetness with a cool, refreshing sensation that tingles the tongue. The drinker’s mood subtly shifts the color of their surroundings, briefly changing the hues of objects or lights in the room to match their feelings.

GINGERBREAD MAN A thick drink that tastes exactly like a gingerbread cookie. However, candy and other delicious accents start appearing on you as if YOU were the cookie. Is that icing on your nose? Candied cherries in your hair? Gumdrop buttons? But on the bright side, free candy!

CHOOSE YOUR DESTINY

As the effects of your drink wear off, the Tavernkeeper speaks once more:

”It is time, my friends, for you to find your new homes.”

You are compelled to walk through the only door leading out of the tavern, finding yourself not outside, but in a deep black, seemingly endless room with five portals arranged in a circle. As the last of you leave and the door closes behind you, gone when you look back again and replaced with nothing but that black void, three of the portals illuminate:

The first portal is surrounded by an almost blinding light, prismatic rainbows shining brightly in the dewy air outside of the tavern. A soft breeze may gently caress you, pulling you toward it. The portal seems to lead to a city in the clouds, airships and winged beings of all sorts soaring through the skies. Of the little bits of visible land, much of it boasts giant waterfalls that look like clouds melting into the land below. The portal calls to those who crave independence and freedom; and especially to anyone that wishes to find the strong bond of a family not forged in blood.

The second portal is encircled by a fairy ring of spotted white capped mushrooms, the faint scent of damp stone and rich earth wafting from within the faint green glow. Peering inside, one can see a sprawling harbor city of gray hewn stone, a melting pot of humanoid beings going about their day, and beyond, rolling green farmland and cottages clustered in small villages. This portal is destined for those who crave stability and solid ground beneath their feet. A simple life, an adventurous one, and everything in between can be found within.

The last portal is adorned with shells and seaweed, the glow of blue around it catching on droplets cascading down the circular opening. Beyond it you see a city housed inside a massive bubble deep under the ocean, spiraling towers encrusted with coral, and a variety of different creatures mingling about the streets. Outside of that bubble, merfolk swim, a massive squid engulfs the view from the portal as it smoothly glides through the water, and schools of fish disperse as it passes. A sanctuary in the sea that calls to those with a hunger for knowledge and a desire to aid those in need. Or perhaps it is the mystery that beckons you - the lure of the unknown in the depths that bids you explore it.

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Upon following the pull of the breeze through the first portal, you are thrust into the beauty of a lively city that goes by the name of Heaven's Bow. Much of this main city feels exactly as you would expect on a city below, but there are clouds surrounding every direction you look. The walls of buildings are made with light-colored limestone, and buildings are generally built up to heights made even more grandiose by their position in the sky.

The Skyfall Docks are the first thing you notice, boasting hundreds of airships sailing in and out across the clouds with shouts that accompany a typical port city. Just outside is a fantastic market with goods not only from the other regions of Caldera, but from what some shopkeepers claim are other worlds--items sold or left behind by Visitors. Almost anything can be found in the markets if one is willing to look hard enough. Transport to other locations throughout the sky and even to the land or sea can be found here.

If the docks are too lively for you, you may instead find yourself roaming the underbelly of Heaven's Bow and finding brothels and gambling parlors filled with the promise of pleasure and fortune. The guild house for the Sylphs can be found here as well, giving out quests and training to prospective adventurers and guards alike--though none of them seem concerned with the illicit activities that surround them. Perhaps the freedom the Sylphs boast of extends to what others may deem an undesirable activity.

But most curious of all, you find a shimmering opal gemstone in your hand. When placed anywhere on the body, it will transform into a piece of jewelry with the gemstone set in the center.

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If it was the second portal that called to you, you will find yourself in the busy city of Grey Ward, with its cobblestone streets and sturdy grey stone buildings. You are in the heart of the city, the Glass Market, so named for the colorful stained glass windows of the surrounding buildings. The scent of cooking food and the sound of barkers fills the air; watchful guards keep an eye out for pickpockets and thieves, and citizens go about their day. From here, one can investigate the rest of the city: the Sundown Docks, where both sea and sky faring skips transport people and goods. The Soot Spire, home of inventors and engineers. The Hearthstill, the main residential area. The Downs, a smaller residential area for those with less means.

Outside the city walls, one can explore acres of farmlands to the east and west, or follow Terra’s Pass to the less settled areas, but take care. Past the Skyward Range, out in the smaller burrows and villages, the influence of the city guard diminishes quickly, and you’ll have to keep your wits about you. Bandits along the road are always a risk, and the wildlife are less controlled by regimented hunting.

In your hand is a gemstone, a brilliantly green emerald that, when placed anywhere on the body, will transform into a piece of jewelry with the gemstone set in the center.

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If the last portal beckoned you through it, you find yourself within that bubble covered city beneath the sea, the city of Salt Spire. Your ears pop with the change in pressure, and the smell of the salty sea fills your nostrils. All around you buildings made of dark stone encrusted with coral and seagrass tower high above your head, the backdrop outside the dome a deep blue, seemingly endless sea filled with fish and merfolk and all other manner of creature swimming through the water. You stand in the heart of it all, surrounded by people with gils on their necks and scales upon their vibrantly colored skin, all of whom seem intrigued by your arrival. You have many options of where to visit in the city under the sea, but where oh where will you go first?

The Salt Spire Library is right before you, an impossibly large building housing thousands upon thousands of books of all genres. Fiction, non-fiction, romance and mystery and all between. You may even find books from your world and others! Oddly enough though, no Calderan history books are to be found, and if you ask for them, the librarians and locals all choose to ignore your questions.

If scholarly pursuits aren't to your interest currently, perhaps a trip to Bluetide Market would be more your style? The marketplace is host to every manner of shop one might ever need: artisans of all varieties, apothecaries and healers in the Shimmer Quarter, the most in fashion undersea clothing shops, food stalls, and all between can be found in Bluetide. There are also the Tideshore and Fogbottom docks on either end of the city. The former allows transport to the surface via large, magical bubbles for those that cannot hold their breath or make the swim themselves yet. The latter allows people to venture further into the sea. Those without their underwater abilities are offered rebreathers for travel that last for four hours before needing to be replaced.

In your hand is a gemstone, a shining sapphire that, when placed anywhere on the body, will transform into a piece of jewelry with the gemstone set in the center.

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Visitors in all starter cities are offered a standard home with basic necessities provided (your choice in design, etc.) that can house 1-4 people if they so choose. Home upgrades can be purchased via rewards.

FANNING THE FLAMES

The renewed seething of the lava flows brought on by the tempestuous events deep below the sea seem to have been dealt with, though city guards have been stationed around the crater and are barring anyone from approaching to investigate any further than the outskirts. Interestingly, not only does the crater seem calm, it appears to be changing. Any remaining lava flow is being directed as if by unseen hands, and when the light catches just right, the barest hint of a shimmer can be detected surrounding the glowing rivers. New rock formations take shape as the days pass, though one never can catch the presence of a mason working on the structures. It's as if something intangible or invisible is repairing what was broken, turning what was previously chaos and ruin into order and life.

SEASON OF LIGHT

The world remains unsettled, still bearing the scars of the trials endured just a month prior, not to mention the oddities happening with the volcanic crater and the ominous shadows creeping in from the sea continue to haunt the collective psyche, leaving both locals and visitors on constant edge, fearful of a sudden, unprovoked assault. Despite these lingering anxieties, the leaders have publicly reassured all that calm has been restored. They claim that the worst is behind them and that every measure is being taken to prevent such devastating magics from ever threatening Salt Spire again. The protective bubble holds, new Undine are being ushered into their roles, and the world, it is said, is slowly healing. Or so they claim.

Whether or not the assurances of the leaders ring entirely true, life, as it often does, presses on. The people of Caldera have once again immersed themselves in the comforting bustle of distraction, turning their attention to the imminent Season of Lights celebrations. This holiday, it seems, bears a striking resemblance to the festive cheer of Christmas (and a mix of new years), with gifts exchanged in abundance and decorations of shimmering silver and radiant blue casting their glow across the sky, sea, and land in harmonious splendor.

One of the seasons's highlights is the grand Feast of the Sky, a night when the people gather beneath a star-filled canopy to exchange gifts—ornate trinkets, hand-crafted items, and tokens of affection that carry deep personal meaning. In the days leading up to the feast, a tradition of "Lightwalking" emerges, where families and friends embark on midnight strolls through streets aglow with lanterns, singing carols and sharing stories of hope and renewal. Sea-going vessels, too, partake in the festivities, their sails and riggings festooned with glowing orbs that drift like stars across the waters.

The Season of Lights is, above all, a celebration of resilience, a time when the people of Caldera set aside their worries, if only for a little while, to bask in the glow of community, generosity, and the promise of brighter days ahead thanks to the Visitor's arrival...

THE GRAND MASQUERADE

Another highlight of the season is the Grand Masquerade that unfolds high above the world in Heaven’s Bow, the floating city where the wind dances in the sky and the stars seem close enough to touch. The event is more than just a celebration of the Season of Lights—it’s a gathering of hope, a last-ditch effort to save Caldera from its slow unraveling. Here, among the clouds and the wind, the people of Caldera and the mysterious Visitors from other worlds come together in a shimmering, ethereal celebration, their faces hidden behind elaborate masks and appropriately fancy dress provided when one steps through the threshold of the castle gates.

The palace at the heart of Heaven’s Bow is a breathtaking sight, its walls adorned with silver and blue decorations that catch the light from thousands of lanterns floating in mid-air. The atmosphere is both jubilant and tense, a world on the brink of collapse holding its breath in the hopes that this fleeting night will offer a glimmer of salvation. The sky above is painted with the colors of dusk and dawn, swirling in a palette of purples, blues, and silvers.

Sylphs—the free-spirited, airborn people of the Sky—flutter about, their wings glinting in the light, performing acrobatic feats in the air, their laughter and music mingling with the sounds of the celebration. Guests, their masks intricate and stunning, move among the crowd, exchanging pleasantries and stories, some joining in the dances while others linger near the grand tables, laden with food and drink from every corner of Caldera and beyond.

As the night unfolds, the guests find themselves drawn into different corners of the event—each space offering the Visitors a chance to prove themselves worthy of the leaders’ favor. There is no shortage of opportunities to learn, grow, and, perhaps, change the course of this dying world.

THE SKY'S ASCENSION

At one end of the palace's terrace, a floating platform hovers above the clouds, surrounded by shifting air currents. Sylphs glide effortlessly through the space, their wings leaving trails of light as they move to the lively music, which seems written by the wind itself.

Aella, Admiral of the Slyph, stands at the center of the platform, her cloak of shimmering feathers rippling in the breeze. She surveys the crowd, inviting those brave enough to take part in her challenge. Before them, a maze of floating platforms stretches out, some wide and stable, others narrow and swaying in the wind. The task is simple: leap from one platform to the next, navigating the shifting air and ever-changing obstacles.

The platforms move unpredictably, some rising higher, others sinking, and a few disappearing entirely. Guests must time their jumps perfectly, balancing agility with timing as they avoid falling into the clouds below.

Those who succeed will earn Aella’s favor (in the form of 100 Bones and a single white feather). And those who falter will simply reappear the start of the challenge to begin anew or give up with no repercussions for the latter save perhaps a bit of embarrassment.

THE SEA'S SECRETS

On the other side of the terrace, a serene water garden unfolds, its shimmering pools reflecting the stars above. Water flows in delicate, endless cascades, filling the air with a soft, soothing melody that mingles with the distant sound of waves. The Undines, graceful and serene beings of the Sea, glide effortlessly through the space, their robes flowing like gentle currents, their movements as fluid as the water itself.

Cordelia, Queen of the Sea, stands quietly on a raised platform at the edge of the garden, her presence calm and powerful. Her eyes, deep and unfathomable, seem to reflect the vastness of the ocean, and though she watches the guests, she does not engage with them. Her stillness holds an air of mystery, as if she is both present and yet unreachable.

The Undines move silently through the garden, offering peaceful company to those who wander nearby. The garden is a place of contemplation, where guests can simply pause and connect with the tranquil beauty of the water—its soothing flow, its quiet depths, and its promise of renewal. There are no tests or challenges here, only the peace of the Sea to calm the mind and soul.

Those who linger may feel the weight of ancient knowledge in the air, a silent understanding of the oceans' mysteries and the healing power of water. In this place, the answers are not spoken, but felt—a quiet reminder that some of the world’s deepest truths are best discovered in moments of stillness.

As the evening fades, those who have found solace in the garden’s stillness will discover, tucked gently in their palm, a lustrous pearl. Unlike any found on the shores, this pearl is soft and warm, its surface shimmering with an inner light. It is a symbol of the wisdom that comes from quiet reflection—the knowledge that some things, like the depth of the sea, cannot be rushed.

THE LAND'S EMBRACE

In the heart of the palace gardens, beneath a canopy of flowering trees, the Dryads drift gracefully among the guests, their earthy skin glowing with life and their eyes bright with the vitality of nature. The air is thick with the scent of blooming roses and jasmine, while the ground beneath the guests' feet pulses with a quiet energy, inviting them to pause and feel the garden’s magic.

Terra, the Lady of the Land, stands at the center, her form adorned in living vines and blossoms, moving as if the garden itself flows through her. Her presence is both nurturing and fierce, a silent invitation to those seeking connection—to the land, to love, and to one another.

Guests are drawn to the tranquil beauty of the garden, stealing soft moments with their partners among the flowers. Lovers exchange quiet glances, touch petals with gentle fingers, and share unspoken promises beneath the soft glow of lanterns. The garden hums with romance, as if the earth itself is blessing these tender moments, offering the quiet assurance that love—like the land—can grow in the most unexpected places.

As the night draws to a close, Terra’s gentle power is felt in the air, and for those who have taken the time to connect with the garden’s beauty, a soft gift of nature is bestowed. A flower—unique and radiant—appears in their hand, a token of love and growth, a reminder that even the briefest moments can take root and blossom into something everlasting.

QUESTBOARD [NEW QUESTS ADDED]

Settled in? Good. It's time to make your way to the Questboard located in every city in numerous, easy to access locations. That is, if you want to make any kind of impact on the world or just get some Bones for anything you might wish to purchase. Visitors are given a very small stipend in which to survive every month, but all it does is keep you fed and housed. These quests will assure you greater wealth, and they're the main reason you're here: each finished quest helps the Calderans fix their shattering world.

Quests can be accepted at the questboard via magically signed parchment upon the board. Just sign your name to accept and the paper will be whisked away... somewhere. You're not actually sure. Probably nothing to concern yourself with.

Once quests are completed, earned Bones will be dropped off at the character's residence by Bonita, the mysterious artisan who has supposedly handcrafted every Bone circulating in Caldera. Please do not speak to her, she startles easily.

OOC NOTES

Welcome to Caldera's fourth TDM! All characters awaken in a strange tavern with nothing save the clothes on their backs, all of their powers stripped, and a piece of parchment directing them downstairs to the Tavernkeeper. There is a thread of all questions answered by the Tavernkeeper here, and if you have more, feel free to ask there for what would be offered ICly.

For OOC questions, please direct themhere.

All locations are available to be explored!

The TDM is game canon and all completed quests can be carried over once accepted into the game.

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Comments

[lightundying]

A letter of intent, a gift demonstrating an ability to provide for Joshua's needs-- not to mention an entire barrel of vintage wine simply for the trouble of it all. And mayhap he should offer those things someday, when his heart no longer quails at the mention of love.

How alike the three of them are, to cleave through obfuscation in such a way.

Dion sighs and briefly tightens his arm around Joshua in turn. He has fallen so far in so short a time, and clawed for every ilm of ground since. He thinks of the burned forest Joshua spoke of once, and imagines there are tiny buds of green poking up through layers of ash.

He turns to brush his lips against Joshua's hair. "There is hope yet."

Fragile though it is.

[featheredflames]

Tender. Dion is, above all else, an incredibly emotional, tender man. No wonder he cared for his people as much as he did. If only Sanbreque could have had him as their Emperor...what sort of future would that have been?

"There is always hope."

He nudges him playfully after the kiss to his hair, the corners of his mouth curled upward.

"Someday you will see that to be true, too."

[lightundying]

And there- in that impish smile- he is reminded again of their younger years. As though he is being cajoled to sneak away from their minders.

Dion smiles. "Just as someday, I shall succeed in showing you how beautiful you are."

[featheredflames]

"Please Dion, you flatter me."

Beautiful isn't what Joshua would call himself, but it seems Dion begs to differ. He shakes his head, swinging his mask in his other hand.

"You are far more handsome."

[lightundying]

Their surroundings dim somewhat as they move away from the festivities and into the residential district.

Dion chuckles.

"Both statements can be true, I assure you. My word, as an expert on the male form, that you have rather fine features and they suit you very well."

[featheredflames]

"...Then I suppose I will have to defer to your expertise."

His face is hot, ears burning at the delightful sound of Dion's laughter. It's hard to accept the compliments but he does so without further fuss.

"Fine features...care to enlighten me on what features of mine you find so fine?"

[lightundying]

Dion gives him a look, then halts them to draw him against his front. His gloved hand alights on Joshua's face with a thumb caressing his cheek.

"You've sharp eyes," he says after a moment spent searching them. "A soft face, and a narrow jawline."

His hand slips to Joshua's shoulder. "And of course, a delightfully slim build and rather long legs that lend you an air of grace and quiet strength."

[featheredflames]

The sudden pause to their stroll is unexpected, Joshua finding himself suddenly pulled to Dion's chest, a gloved hand cradling his face. Immediately he finds a wave of warmth wash over him as that golden gaze pierces deep, each compliment further serving to heat him.

Sharp eyes, a soft face, narrow jawline...well, all of those things were true, as were the remarks over his build and legs.

"...I suppose I figured I would not be your type." Clive would be though, surely. Then again, most people found his brother handsome. "I am glad to have been proven wrong."

[lightundying]

He smiles and leans in for a brief kiss.

"What I loved most about Terence was his kindness and the care he showed me. It has not escaped me that the both of you share those traits in common- and beyond any specific physicality, it seems that is what I am weak to."

[featheredflames]

Dion's admission has Joshua softening, leaning in for a gentle kiss of his own in return. Kindness was what Dion appreciated most of all. Well, that was something they had in common then.

"I will do my best to continue to show you the kindness and care you deserve."

Since, as far as Joshua is concerned, he deserves no less.

[lightundying]

That he deserves.

Dion bends his head against Joshua's forehead and wraps his arms about him in full. He breathes a sigh. The two of them really were similar in some ways.

More than, he's sure, but will not argue.

"Thank you." He raises his head to feather another kiss over Joshua's forehead. "I shall return it as much as I'm able."

[featheredflames]

"I know you will, Dion."

Joshua knows that whatever Dion has to give him may or may not, perhaps to some, be enough or what he deserved to receive. Regardless of whether that was true or not, Joshua's content with being patient and understanding. He doesn't need much to get by and so long as he could give Dion his affections, he was content.

"Shall we continue? We aren't far from home now..."

[lightundying]

Dion hums short agreement, then loosens his hold to give Joshua leave to walk once more. He offers his hand, though the whole of his arm could be taken just as easily.

But as he glances ahead, his gaze passes over the neighborhood nearly as though they'd taken a wrong turn. There is aught off about their surroundings and it is difficult to place until they round the bend to where their familiar home should stand. In it's place however, is a house rather wider and taller than the modest square they'd had before.

Dion laughs belated realization. "Ah, I had expected more notice."

[featheredflames]

Joshua's eyes widen at the sight of their house now looking as if it's been expanded upon. What was once a modest building is now far bigger. He turns to Dion, utterly bewildered, squeezing the hand that he has in his grasp.

"By the Flames...is that our home?" They hadn't taken a wrong turn, had they? No, certainly they hadn't. "It's larger. What has happened?"

And why is Dion laughing about it?

[lightundying]

Dion grins. While he'd meant it to be a surprise of sorts, he had expected for it to be a more planned occasion. He leads them closer, interested to see the reality made of a sketch.

"There was a service for magical additions, so I had consulted about what we need.. Primarily, I'd wanted our own floor and washroom, and generally more space. And by the looks of it, we should certainly have it."

[featheredflames]

"You had a hand in this?"

Well, Joshua certainly isn't complaining. In awe he lets Dion lead them toward the front door, taking in the sight of their new abode.

"I cannot say that more space is a bad thing...but this is impressive."

[lightundying]

"Somewhat. Mostly I'd described what I wanted and it was drafted, revised, then finalized.."

Dion fishes out the house key and twists open the door to let them in. His fingers alight to the wall then, searching for the ribbed line and upon finding it, infuses the thin layer of crystal with Light. It runs course along the wall and up to the ceiling to light the considerably more spacious common areas.

Dion marvels at it for a moment, for the paper had done the space little justice. A proper living space, dining area, and kitchen large enough to move about and work comfortably, with surface area to spare.

"They've done wonderful work. I shall have to add a considerable tip to the fee. Though of course, we are rather lacking for furniture to suitably fill it at the moment."

[featheredflames]

As the space around them is illuminated, the wonder on Joshua's face is clear as day. To think that they had gone from their tiny, shared space that was, admittedly, a bit cramped for four (although still big when it came to the standards common folk in Rosaria would have been able to afford) to this...

"Thank you, Dion. This is wonderful." He releases his hand to begin exploring, unable to curb his curiosity. "This is rather decadent, isn't it? Clive and Jill will be so surprised!"

[lightundying]

It's all well worth it for the space afforded them, but the wonder on Joshua's face is deeply satisfying. For all they've shared the home between them as relative equals, the house does still technically belong to him and as such, remains his responsibility to see to the comfort of its residents.

Dion watches Joshua explore for a few moments, then ventures further to absently inventory what all else they need in addition to the bit of furnishings they already have. Imagines a few chairs tucked away in the nook rounding out the corner as a pleasant reading spot when the morning sun streams in.

"As we were. I'd not been given a timeframe, or else I'd have planned for such.. but I can hardly complain. Shall we venture upstairs?"

[featheredflames]

He's peeking his nose into the kitchen before rounding back around the wall, sticking his head out from behind it as Dion offers to show him upstairs. What sort of changes could be waiting for them there? Maybe their bedroom would be somewhat bigger? Surely it would be, if the size of the shared common areas were any indication of what was to come.

"Yes. Please, lead the way."

His excitement is palpable.

[lightundying]

Dion smiles to see it, pleased he is able to provide such comforts. He'd had somewhat selfish motivations in truth, but it does rather benefit them all.

He leads them to the stairs, which spiral up a tower with landings for both the higher floors. Generous windows give them only a view of the dark outside and distant glow of lights, but will certainly make for a compelling view during the day.

"This is to be Jill and Ifrit's floor," he says, stopping them at the next landing. "And we shall take the top on the morrow, but I'm not of a mind to move furniture this late in the evening."

He opens the first door, which still holds their small beds and odd belongings, although they no longer dominate the room's space.

"Jill and Ifrit's room should have an ensuite washroom, as should ours above. But there should also be a guest washroom or two scattered about.."

[featheredflames]

The more Dion lists off the features of their new home, the more Joshua feels taken aback at just how much they now suddenly had to themselves. Even if he had grown up in a castle that had been so very long ago...opulence was a lifestyle he'd left behind.

"That many washrooms? You have us living like kings, Dion."

Not that he's complaining. To have running water and warm at that was a luxury in of itself. To have their own washroom was bordering on obscene. Giddy, he turns to the other man, tugging him into what was their bedroom originally.

"Will we be purchasing a larger bed then?"

[lightundying]

Dion follows with a laugh. "Of course. There is little need to pretend to sleep separately anymore."

Already the room is foreign enough to no longer feel quite theirs, but it will be for one night further.

"And if we are going to spend the rest of our existence somewhere, I would rather we were comfortable. Besides which.."

His hand trails up the ruffles at Joshua's hip. "I wanted to be able to indulge you in our own home without the need for a gag."

[featheredflames]

It's maddening really, how quickly Dion can flip a switch in him, sparking arousal deep in his gut as the ruffles of his outfit are toyed with. There's a swallow as his eyes alight upon the prince, fingers reaching out to fiddle with the front of his shirt in turn.

"I see...so that was the motivation behind all of this?" He leans in, ever eager. "How devious of you, Your Highness...not that I've any complaints. I do apologize that I am rather...vocal."

But it will be nice to not feel restrained while in the throws of passion.

[lightundying]

He slips a comfortable arm about Joshua's waist once more, smug smile in place.

"I rather enjoy hearing how much you desire me, but not everyone would, and so I will admit that may have been the onus to set aside bones for this. Well- that and a private bath."