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TDM #11



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--


Not who any expect.

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
TIRAMISU TWIST A coffee and cocoa-kissed martini that calls upon friendly little wisps of elemental light that cling to the drinker and occasionally coo like a dove. Each bears the name of the drinker's loved one written on its 'body', and come in larger sizes the closer the drinker feels to the keeper of the name.

PASSIONFRUIT BLOOM A chilled, sweet indulgence topped with flowers. The drinker finds themselves coughing up flowers on a temporary basis. Those with hidden or otherwise unrequited feelings may find themselves with a more intense onset of this strange effect.

WINTER'S BREATH BELLINI Sweet with strawberry and tangy with peach, this treat will cool you down. It cools you down a little TOO much. The drinker feels increasingly colder until they seek or receive the touch of another. Best huddle up for warmth!

WIND WISP SPARKLER This prosecco-forward drink is refreshing, and you feel lighter than air... literally. Drinkers begin to float for a limited time. Watch the ceiling.

CARAMEL CADENZA Sweet and smooth, this confectionary shot warms the belly and puts a song in your heart! Drinkers feel like singing to anyone who will listen... or to someone very special.

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.
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.


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.



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.



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. If you aren't ready for a permanent home yet, there is an inn in Grey Ward, where accommodations and food are free for Visitors.

NOT YOUR REGULAR TAVERNKEEPER
The usual Tavernkeeper, a calming presence with a familiarity you cannot place, is shockingly absent for the first time since Visitors arrived in Caldera. Behind the bar, instead, is a tall and imposing figure — bright silver eyes like storm clouds, wild hair that crackles with electricity, the smell of ozone in the air. To those familiar with the Storm God, leader of the Sylph, they know this is Nymion, the arrogant, cocky Star God who rose to power in the stead of the previous ruler after her death. It has recently been revealed that he is an auditor of sorts, sent to assess Caldera's worthiness to remain in the universe, here to judge his fellow Star Gods—and the Visitors themselves—on their performance.

Here, now, he seems to be... pleasant, for all Nymion could be described as pleasant. This could be a trick. Some sort of process his audit demands… or he could be bored and looking to entertain himself. It is difficult to tell.

"Morning, sunshine," he greets, his voice thunderous, deep and rumbling like an oncoming storm. His grin is cocky, his tone easy — he is a man who knows he is powerful enough to destroy everything there ever was or ever could be on this planet with a snap of his fingers, a gust of godly wind, and lightning. "Care for a drink? Your usual Tavernkeeper is... indisposed," he says, perhaps ominously, perhaps simply to toy with you. "I can answer all your questions. Don't worry." He winks.

CRYSTAL CLEAR

During the month of February, Caldera is abuzz with juicy gossip about budding romances.

Did you hear? Sera was seen holding hands with Morgan!
You will not believe what he confessed to me...
I saw them making off into the woods together! It was right by that strange new pond!

All the rumors center around a heart-shaped pond that has appeared in Dusklight, a serene locale up in the clouds where you can always see the stars, not just in the sky but seemingly floating as glowing crystals in the air above you. Couples, friends, and families skate on the icy pond or sit on benches around it, holding hands, harmonious. As you step onto the path wrapping around the body of water, wisps of sparkling snow blow past you, bringing with them a strange feeling. You get the slow, creeping urge to confess something to whoever you are with. This is not an upsetting feeling; in fact, you feel almost giddy with excitement to reveal something in your heart that you've been keeping from them. You may want to share something from your past you rarely speak of, knowing that in this place, it is more likely to be well-received. Whether your connection is platonic or romantic, now is the perfect time to deepen it. If your feelings are romantic, you may also have the urge to kiss them. Don't be shy, now...

QUESTBOARD
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 11th 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. However, the resident Sylph leader, Nymion, has taken it upon himself to answer all questions here. You are welcome to begin a thread with him.

◾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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calderanpcs: (nymion)

ASK... NYMION? (IC QUESTIONS)

[personal profile] calderanpcs 2026-02-01 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
You read that correctly. Reply to this thread to ask Nymion any questions you have about Caldera.

Ymmv.
lost_and_foundry: (smiling)

Barcus Wroot | Dryad (existing character) | ota

[personal profile] lost_and_foundry 2026-02-01 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Drinks: Tiramisu Twist

On a barstool, there's a figure surrounded by soft lights. There's a gnome under there somewhere, we swear it. At the moment, he looks like a holiday tree with far too many glow in the dark ornaments. People are using him as illumination to read the menu. This is almost embarrassing. He fishes one out of his drink, shakes it off gently, and sets it back on his shoulder, where it promptly snuggles up into his collar.

Come see if you can find your name, or like...find the person underneath all these gently cooing elementals.


Crystal Clear

Wearing not one, but two knitted hats, because he needs the insulation on his head and also Bel makes things for him, Barcus finds himself circling the path around the pond for exercise on more than one occasion. Gossip is a guilty pleasure. There's a lot of it within the Ironhands, there was a lot of it within the community growing up, and while he's very discreet about passing things on, he loves to hear it. Pour the tea, please. Or maybe you can talk him into confessing things, himself?
twice_cursed: (Default)

Involving AGGRESSIVE eye contact

[personal profile] twice_cursed 2026-02-01 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
What have you done with the original jerk bartender.
[You...you...you OTHER jerk!]
sidhean: (5)

[personal profile] sidhean 2026-02-01 05:01 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not tipping you.

[Having made the mistake of drinking the Passionfruit Bloom, Courtney has two cups in front of her. One for the remainder of the drink. The other, overflowing, for all the stupid petals she keeps hacking up. She's emotionally repressed, so sue her.

But there's no reason Nymion should care about that, and she wasn't going to tip him anyway.]


Do you actually enjoy this, or is it just a nine-to-five you can never punch out of? All of you gods are weird here, but you're the weirdest.
sidhean: (6)

Courtney Crumrin | Sylph (existing character) | ota

[personal profile] sidhean 2026-02-01 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Drinks: Passionfruit Bloom

A hanahaki drink? What could possibly go wrong? Courtney genuinely thought it wouldn't be a big deal. She's been honest with Balthiel, he knows she's into him. She's not exactly demonstrative with her friends, but most of them seem to understand that being less bitchy is how she expresses affection.

What she didn't count on is how wildly emotionally repressed she's been the last decade or so, and now she's paying the price. An extra glass beside her is overflowing with petals, and there are a few scattered on the floor, too. It sounds like she has a case of severe hiccups, but she's stubbornly still sipping her drink and glowering at it, as if it's offended her personally. Which it has.

Thanks, Caldera. Very clever object lesson.

Wildcard

((Hit her up for gossip around the pond, quests, or whatever! I'm game for whatever.))
calderanpcs: (nymion)

[personal profile] calderanpcs 2026-02-01 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
That's your question? Who cares? They'll be back.
calderanpcs: (nymion)

[personal profile] calderanpcs 2026-02-01 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Enjoy what? Being a God? Being the the most attractive of the gods? Please be more specific.
invigorates: nobodies goddamn business! (Throwin lemons outta my hand like)

[personal profile] invigorates 2026-02-01 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Lioriley sat at the bar, watching Nymion as he "worked," her smile as polite as always.

"How is queen Cordelia faring?"
calderanpcs: (nymion)

[personal profile] calderanpcs 2026-02-01 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"She'll live," he says without missing a beat. "Why? Worried I'll take over the Undine too?"
Edited 2026-02-01 17:33 (UTC)
sidhean: (1)

[personal profile] sidhean 2026-02-01 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Being here. Not bartending I mean, but being a...god [something in her voice says she's skeptical of this claim but she's not here to argue about it either] of this place. All that power and you're here to measure us?

I'd be pissed off. Or super bored, at least.
calderanpcs: (nymion)

[personal profile] calderanpcs 2026-02-01 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
You've all proven to be... entertaining, at least. If I was bored, I would have gotten rid of it all by now.
lettersfrombel: (fond)

Drinks: Tiramisu Twist

[personal profile] lettersfrombel 2026-02-01 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Look, Bel is a lot more secure in his relationships than he was when he first started having them in Caldera. There's still a little thrill of seeing his name on one of the elementals. He doesn't need the validation, but it's still nice to have. And... well, Bel is also happy to see that Barcus is deservedly a center of the community given how many of the things he spawned. Even if it looks a little awkward.

"What drink was that?" Bel had ordered the bellini and was realizing that he was starting to get cold, and given how the tavern worked, it probably was not something that could be resolved by sitting by the fire.
lost_and_foundry: (indeed)

[personal profile] lost_and_foundry 2026-02-01 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
For whatever it's worth, the elemental with Bel's name on it is one of the top two biggest elementals stuck to Barcus. It's as big as his head and wedged between him and the counter because it seems to want to be pressed against his chest.

"They should say 'if lost, return to...' in front of the names," he suggests wryly, and leans back a little to give the drow a good look at his namesake. "I feel a little conspicuous, but I suppose we should be used to the drinks doing ridiculous things to us by now."

"It's the tiramisu twist," he adds. "It said 'coffee' and I thought an alternative to grotty shop-coffee might be nice for a change."
lettersfrombel: (fond)

[personal profile] lettersfrombel 2026-02-01 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Bel is going to reach out and touch his namesake. Not quite the same as touching Barcus, but it's symbolic.

"I wonder what it would show for me? I might stay away from the Winter's Breath Bellini; it's tasty but now I'm cold. I'd even take grotty shop coffee."

(Also Bel is making a note to bring coffee to the workshop occasionally. He's pretty sure he can make it both strong enough for Barcus and the other artificer-types, and not taste like they scraped it off the bottom of the pot.)
spacetogrow: (Default)

Re: Courtney Crumrin | Sylph (existing character) | ota

[personal profile] spacetogrow 2026-02-01 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Ilphyl does hear the hiccups and... well, flowers are new. "What's going on?"
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Julien Davinos | Critical Role c4: Araman | Sylph

[personal profile] knightofroyce 2026-02-01 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Passionfruit Blood

The first taste of the sweet drink isn't as bad as he had expected. It's fresh and there is something floral about it that he can't quite pin point. He obviously enjoys it as he finishes the glass.

That is.

Until he starts coughing up petals, deep red petals that surprise him. He clears his throat and moves to demand answers only to chose differently upon seeing the imposing figure at the bar. Instead he decides to try looking for someone to try and help him.


Crystal Clear

Wandering around Julien pulls his cape close as he walks the edge of the lake. There's still a chill in the air that he's not quite used to. There hadn't been snow in Kahad when he was there, he wasn't exactly dressed for it. But then, the cold is bracing and helps him to focus on this feeling in his gut.

The want to confess. But confess what? And to who?

Confess that the only way he can sleep is to drown himself in wine until he passes out? Even then the nightmares don't always stay at bay. Confess that all he ever wanted to do was to make his father proud and in the end he gained his ire. That in chasing that pride he lost himself to indulgence, to numb the judgement.

In the end he was a boy who missed his dad, and now he was a man brooding along a lake bed lost in thought as he stops and drops onto a bench not even noticing there was already someone sitting on the other end.
sidhean: (13)

[personal profile] sidhean 2026-02-01 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
See, if you were human, I'd say you're a sociopath. [This comes out sounding more like a casual observation than a personal attack.] But you're not, so it's not the same thing.

[Or is it? Let's let someone with more free time conduct that thought experiment.] This is why people are leery of gods though, you know? It's fine that you don't see us as equals, because we're not. Kinda rankles that you see no value in us unless we're entertaining you, though.

Have you done all this before? Audited worlds?
sidhean: (5)

[personal profile] sidhean 2026-02-01 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Somethin' in the drink," Courtney manages to get out, before coughing up another one. They're a range of colors, some a blue-violet twilight color, others ivory, others pink with darker fuchsia freckles. "Better be temporary, this is getting kind of gross."

"Maybe don't try the Passionfruit Bloom."
fundamentalchaos: (Default)

Drinks

[personal profile] fundamentalchaos 2026-02-01 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Ashton had come to the bar to see what new faces emerged as well as see about the new drinks.

Until he saw Nymion.

He decided against starting a fight with a god right there in the tavern and instead was ready to storm out, until he saw a vaguely gnome shape covered in glowing lights. The anger simmered and instead he took on a softer smile as he walked over to Barcus.

"You look like a Winter's Crest decoration. Little late in the year for that isn't it, Pebble?"
spacetogrow: (Default)

[personal profile] spacetogrow 2026-02-01 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"So noted. Some tea with honey might at least make your throat feel better after coughing up all that stuff."

Ilphyl is eyeing the petals. Look, part of them is curious if they are a known flower or more the magical idea of a flower.
lost_and_foundry: (soft)

[personal profile] lost_and_foundry 2026-02-01 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
For whatever it's worth, Barcus seems to be as profoundly uninterested in Nymion as Nymion is in him. He may even be pretending it's just the usual tavernkeeper, for the sake of not having to react to whatever the hell's going on here. Sometimes you just want a drink, you know?

Regardless, he perks a little when Ashton appears, and one of the larger elementals on him seems to scramble up his back to his shoulder. The one with Ashton's name on it is very active, and about the size of the gnome's head. Whether the constant motion reflects emotion or something about the genasi's personality is...well, who even knows with these things?

"I'm just glad they're not bright enough to sting my eyes," he says, and pats the seat beside him. Ashton may well notice a few other familiar names on the elementals velcro-ed to Barcus' body, Dorian and Orym among them.

"It's the Tiramisu drink. It's very good but there are some side-effects."
Edited 2026-02-01 18:43 (UTC)
twice_cursed: (Default)

[personal profile] twice_cursed 2026-02-01 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe I care.

N-not about him. Like that.


Shut up.
lost_and_foundry: (soft)

[personal profile] lost_and_foundry 2026-02-01 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
The misty, glowing form shivers a little at the touch, like the surface of water rippling, and brightens for a moment. Barcus smiles and takes the drow's hands. "Want to sit on the couch near the fire? I'm pleasantly warm at the moment, I'm sure I can share some body heat with you."

The elementals will just have to rearrange themselves a little.

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