fablecottage | TDM #1

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TDM #1

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// away with the fairies

In your land, there may be stories of the Fae taking people away. Perhaps you haven't heard of the Fae at all, or perhaps you are more familiar with them than others. No matter how well acquainted you are with the Fae, everyone around you has experienced the same fate tonight: Being taken by them. Partially, at least. For they did not want to kidnap anyone from their home and take them away from the life they knew. In a small jar of fairy dust, part of your soul was taken in the night and brought to a magical village by the name of Fable.

On arrival, the Fae release you from the jar before waving their magic wands, and materialise this taken little part of you into a brand new you. From here onwards, your new life begins, shared among magical creatures from all walks of life. Here, you will be allowed to grow, thrive and enjoy the bounties provided to you by these mysterious and wonderful creatures. In exchange, they ask for a share of the magical fruit that you grow in your garden, in order for their dragon overseer to reclaim his own magic and find his missing siblings. After a briefing on your new life, you understand things as best as you possibly can. Now, it's time to settle into a brand new cottagecore life.

Welcome to Fable.

// arrival

Now that you are a resident of Fable, you have a brand new cottage, a garden, and a few tools to use! There's not an awful lot in your cottage, though: Just a cardboard box, a lamp, a cassette tape and a single bed. Fortunately, though, it seems that your kitchen is stocked with ingredients. Enough to make a pie, at least! Most of the village shops are currently closed due to the bad weather, so it seems like socialising with your neighbours might be your best shot at finding something to do.

Something sparkly catches your attention before you realise it's a message board, advertising an array of tasks for bonus fruit. Did this thing appear out of nowhere just now? That must be the case, since you can swear it wasn't there a second ago. Perhaps the board will urge you to find some fellow people who are in a similar situation as you. The cold weather might inspire you to go fishing in the river canals, have a snowball fight, make warm drinks for people, get active in the kitchen or go sledding!

Or, just ... do whatever you want! This is your magical home now, might as well make the most of it!

snowfolk!

// do you wanna build a snowman?

While wandering through the village, you suddenly hear a voice appear out of nowhere. "Help ..." The voice speaks, rather ominously, which might alarm you. "Turn around ..." It says again, which may send shivers down your spine that aren't related to the cold. "Now, come closer. No, closer. Closer!" Jeez! You know this place is filled with magical creatures, but what on earth is taunting you at the moment? You can't see anything! There's just a Snowman in front of you.

"Hello." Wait, did that Snowman just--? "I am a Snowman." He did. He talked to you.

"I am lonely. Please build me some friends." Well, it's not like you have anything better to do ... "I will give you a reward if you do. Come to me when you have built, and I will give you a reward." Seems simple enough. You almost walk away to get started, until--

"HOLD IT!" He yells, very loudly for a Snowman. "You must use teamwork to build a Snowperson. The best Snowpeople are made with friends. Find a friend and build a Snowperson for me. Thank you."

Well, there you have it! You have been tasked with finding someone to build a Snowperson with. And of course, because these Snowfolk are magic, they're going to be quite particular about how they want to be built. They may berate you and act fussy during the process. You must divide the work between you and your acquaintance in order to complete your Snowperson. Get creative with hats, scarves, shapes, face designs - and whatever else you think the Snowperson should have!

Your final result will produce either an immaculate (or terrible) Snowtyke, Snowboy, Snowmam or Snowman who will reward you both with a random piece of winter furniture and an extra surprise!

Once you both feel satisfied with your Snowperson,
Please reply to this thread here in order to claim the rewards! Have fun!

the aurora ball

// ballad of the northern lights

In Finnish mythology, it is believed that the Northern Lights (Revontulet) are the creation of a fox who runs across the night sky. In Fable, this very same fox is the one responsible for the Northern Lights of their skies - and while he spends a lot of his time away from the realm to decorate the skies of many other places, he returns every Winter for a fantastic show (and incredible party!)

To celebrate his return, Fable's residents gather in Skáld to host a ball and have a big party beneath the lights. And you have been invited! No need to worry about travel - with your magical invitation, you can be poofed there in an instant! In an act of generosity, the Fox of the Northern Lights has temporarily given you a dose of his magic in order for you to join in the fun! While the party is ongoing, you will have a glowing pair of aurora wings which allow flight, a dazzling new outfit, an immunity to the cold, and the ability to create aurora streaks in the sky!

// the aurora ball

The moment you accept the invitation and arrive in Skáld, the magical effects from the Aurora Fox will activate! Shimmering sparkles will envelope you before you find yourself wearing a brand new outfit and accessories for the evening, and they really are very sparkly! Your floating aurora wings spawn behind you in any colour, and just like that, you're ready for the party! Don't worry about the outfit you were wearing prior to this, it has been transported back to your wardrobe in your cottage. With magic, of course!

The party runs for a few days, and it's a lot bigger than you imagined. Just how many mythological creatures are attending? You and the otherwordly attendees will be staying in a nearby wooden lodge that has been upscaled with magic in order to accommodate its large guests. The lodge has spacious rooms, complimentary meals, and even a heated outdoor pool!

The party itself takes place on a mountain adjacent to the lodge with an outdoor ballroom, Troll DJs playing through the night (with both upbeat and slow music), a bonfire, a food buffet and a bar!

Fancy a drink? There are cocktails and mocktails being served all night by the Troll bartenders! Who knew Trolls were so good at mixing drinks? Cocktails and mocktails are exactly the same in taste, except mocktails don't have any alcohol in them. If your character doesn't like to drink, they can still enjoy the tasty beverage without getting drunk!

Regardless of alcohol content, however, each drink will have a funny effect on the person consuming it.
Pink Pixie will make people feel more flirty and sensual, Minty Manticore will make people hyperactive and chatty, Blue Bunyip will give them a case of the blues by inspiring a little bit of sadness, and Purple Pegasus will make them sentimental and emotional.

Welcome to Fable's first TDM!
We're excited to have you here, and hope you enjoy the prompts!
To familiarise yourself with the setting, please take a look at the arrivals & premise page!
We would also appreciate it if you could have a look at the rules as well.
As a general note, the TDMs are considered game canon!
Which means all rewards for fruit & furniture can be used in the game if you apply!

New arrivals have a cottage, a network device, the clothes on their back and a single item from home.
To view the locations, NPCs and more information about the game, please visit our full navigation!

If you have any questions that you have not seen answered in the FAQ, please ask in the FAQ post. Thank you!

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A - The Dragon Queen's Arrival 🐉

[Back on the dragon isles she is recovering from some rather serious injuries from her current conflict. And in the throws of this recovery she is met with fairies. She has known many types but not quite like these but she understands why they came to her. She is, after all, the Dragon Queen and there are dragons here that are in a terrible bind.

And though these are not her kin if she is able to help without leaving her duties on Azeroth then she will do just that.

And now she's here...

Alexstrasza rolls an apple in her hands, her long nails gently scratching along the fruit's surface. To be frank... she's not sure which she should pick. Probably best to go with her own element which would be an orange. She's not terribly sure how this world is going to interact with her and the great ancient magic she possesses. More curiously than the fruit in hand is the device that she's been given. Setting the apple down for the moment she plucks the phone back up. Her eyes narrow some as she pokes at the buttons. It's like some sort of Gnome or Goblin technology just... neater. Not gaudy or dirty to the touch.]

This is a bit more complicated in ways I did not expect, admittedly. [She speaks to no one really. Just murmuring to herself. The adornments attached to her horns chime softly as she shakes her head. Her nails tapping at the screen.] Admittedly I expected to find myself in combat right away. Not- [Her gaze sweeps over this place.] -any of this.

B - I'm an Aspect not a Farmer 🐉

[It's not necessarily a problem but in her dragon form... she's bigger than the cottage. She looks down at the little home she's supposed to be residing in and lets out a soft snort. Farming is it? She may may be have misunderstood what she's supposed to be doing here just a little bit. She came here ready to fight and to help fellow dragons but... She pads over to the patch of land she should be cultivating. Would it be in poor spot to use her life binding powers to just make things grow?

Maybe a little...

She looks this way and that and spots one her neighbors.]

Excuse me! [She calls out and makes her way over to her neighbor's farm, carefully stepping over the fence that separates their lands with her big dragon legs. She even has to continue to be mindful with her big tail which she lifts and then carefully sets down once on the other side.] Forgive my intrusion... I had a question or two about all this farming and was hoping you had better knowledge than myself. I would like to do it properly instead of using my powers. That may ruin the spirit of it all.

[It's just your big dragon neighbor asking for farming advice and if using her powers would be cheating.]

C - Ballad of the Northern Lights 🐉

Alexstrasza would much rather stretch her wings and make her way their on her own. She takes to the sky in her dragon form and soars through the sky. The sight of the Northern Lights is painfully nostalgic and reminds her of her time spent in the Wyrmrest Temple where she spent much time with her flight and her consort, dear Korialstrasz.

The Dragon Queen perches herself upon a high peak, watching the lights and those that are creating them. It seems the Fae here have given the humans the power to do this as well. It's quite adorable how they laugh and play. She's far too used to war and conflict with the mortal races of the land.

Perhaps she's feeling a bit of whimsy but she opens her great wings once more and lifts off to join the mortal races in the air.]

How are you enjoying taking to the skies, little ones?

[Mindful of her much larger form in the sky and how the beat of her wings could send someone flying she settles for a gentle glide or as close to one as she can manage while staying in the air.]

D - Dancing Through Life 🐉

[Done flying around with the others she lands at the party and when she transforms back she finds herself in a stunning gown. Alexstrasza is taken aback for a moment, opening the folds of the dress. Some of her gold adornments are still there. The usual trinkets on her horn. Her crown has been replaced by a different style one.

She places a hand to her chest feeling... Well, she's not sure. She's never really dressed up before. Her most recent attire for taking back her home is probably some of the nicest armor she's ever adorned. She is a dragon, after all. She has no need for too much mortal attire but this is quite lovely.

Perhaps as the Dragon Queen she should display a sense of regalness that all these new faces and this current land might need from her and in that particular case she can oblige. She finally releases the fistfuls of her dress and smooths it out.

It's nice, isn't it? To go to a party and to dress like a royal queen as seen in the mortal storybooks. There's something whimsical about it. If only Sindragosa or Ysera could see her now. If only they could join her in this fun little venture.

It takes her a moment to realize she's being talked to and she shakes her head waving a hand.]

My apologies, I fear I don't know the steps. But thank you.

[The Fae creature looks a little disappointed but departs in good spirits. Dancing... She looks to the where other guests are spinning and twirling and a small frown forms on her red painted lips. It's funny how nostalgic a place she's never been to makes her feel.]

[The person Alexstrasza has chosen certainly looks like they fit the bill for a farmer, or at least someone of note considering how she's caked in dirt. It is, unfortunately, however, a poor choice, as A2 quickly takes on a battle ready stance, and looks incredibly unamused at the intruder and her giant dragon feet on what is technically her "property".]

You can get right back where you came from, because I ain't about to help someone like you.

[A dragon. She means she's not helping a dragon. This one, and the rest of the dragon assholes and fairy idiots mulling about, telling her she needs to grow a god damn tree.

Also she doesn't know how anyway!]

[A surprising if not disappointing reaction. She supposes she is a rather large and sudden presence to suddenly have approaching you.]

I did not mean to frighten you. Perhaps this will serve us better. [Red smoke fills the air and where once was a large dragon now stands an Elven looking woman. With horns, of course.] A more suitable visage, I hope, for conversation.

[Assuming all is well the Dragon Queen continues to make her approach, closing the distance between them.]

[What the fuck? What the fuck. A2 watches in sheer disbelief as a dragon becomes a human, sort of. She's not an expert on humans, far from it, but she's seen a few in this place so far that it sends her processors into a frenzy.

Her eyes narrow, and a sword appears in her hand and she points it at the woman-dragon who keeps approaching her after her warning.]

I said I'm not about to help you. Back off, before I kick your ass.

An amusing prospect, little one.

[But she does stop her forward progress, resting her hands upon her hips for the moment.]

But ultimately you wouldn't be victorious. Nevertheless, I will cease my movement. Perhaps then we can speak or will you still be struck in fear at the sight of one dragon.

[Impressive though she is.]

Not victorious? Try me. I've killed bigger assholes than you. And I'm hardly afraid.

[And despite being a dragon, she was still considerably smaller than a goliath-class machine.

Of course, her hackles are raised none the less. She doesn't know anything about dragons, about what they could potentially be capable of, but does that matter in the end? If she puts up a good enough fight, either she'll win, or she'll get damaged enough that she might finally break for good.

It's a win/win, as far as she's concerned.]

[All this over farming advice. Really. She supposes, in the end, she shouldn't be surprised.]

I warn you this is not a fight you want. [She is still in her visage but she will transform back at first sigh of active aggression.] This is a peaceful land why would you wish to fight when there is no need to.

Put down your blade and we can move on from this foolishness.

[He had heard of the plight of the other dragons, and was aware of their presence- but he was not expecting another dragon among the other guests. He quickly shifted to his true form and took to the skies. While not quite as large as Alextrasza, he was a decent size- a young adult black dragon.

He flew alongside her, keeping up with her with ease.]

Until today only my grandmother could refer to me as “little one.”

[There’s is a playful amusement in his tone. This was his first time meeting another dragon that was not of his family, and he was quite curious.]

[Perhaps some years ago seeing a black dragon approach her might have been cause for concern or at least a bit of defensiveness. But since the putting down of her brother, Neltharion, and spending so much time listening to Wrathion and Sabellian bicker there really is no concern from the Black Dragon Flight anymore. And that is good. It gladdens her heart to consider them family once more.

And yet while this dragon's scales are black she does not sense her departed brother in him. This is not one of Neltharion's brood or any Black Dragon. Color her equally curious.]

Do I get a pass for being grandmother and great grandmother to many of our kind or should I issue an apology for the discourtesy?

[Her tone is light and one she does in fact take with the younger generations of dragons. Whatever his answer may be she fires the first question, her wings flapping occasionally to stay at pace with him.]

I do not recognize you as kin, so if I may ask, do you hail from this land or perhaps another?

[His mouth curls into a smile, probably a horrifying display of teeth to mortal races, but he was truly absolutely elated. So she was like his beloved grandmother! How delightful!]

A great grandmother even? You have many children then? I have never met another dragon aside from my grandmother before.

[Though he too could sense their differences, he was Fae and he knew dragons to be Fae, yet he could not sense the familiar magic upon her. Likewise, he had no strong elemental connections, but an abundance of raw magic that he wielded without thinking. Even his flight was propelled more by magic than by any physical exertion.]

I am not related to the dragons here, but I too am Fae as they are. I hail from Briar Valley, where I am heir apparent.

[Congratulations. You found yourself another Black Prince.]

[She lets out a soft chuckle at his enthusiastic inquiry.]

Yes. I've had many many broods. Some have gone on to be strong and others have met with terrible tragedy. But life, more often than naught, finds a way to endure.

[Despite her many lengthy years she has not spoken to a dragon that was not part of her brood in some way or part of her family's brood. (Drakes not included.) So this is exceptionally novel. Even the way he feels in comparison to all that she knows is different.

And yet despite the differences he is familiar too. For the first person she thinks of after he explains himself is, of course, Wrathion. It causes her to laugh. A genuine one full of mirth.]

I have many tales to tell you, young prince.

[And he, likewise, must have much to tell her. The very origin of his being would be a grand thing to learn, considering how different he feels from her.]

But tell me, what shall I call you? I do not wish to impede on your grandmother's namesake.

[He quieted at the mention of her brood coming to tragedy . He had lost both his parents before he even hatched. While it sounded as though she was surrounded by her brood, she still suffered a great loss. He supposes he at least had the comfort of being unable to truly miss that which he never knew, while she had such precious things then lost them.

That was something truly terrifying and tragic to him.]

I apologize if I have brought up unpleasant memories.

[He did brighten up at the promise of stories, he was always fond of stories! His caretaker told him many of his travels, and while he cherished them dearly, he was eager to hear tales from another dragon. A grandmother even!]

I would like to hear them. I am Malleus, Malleus Draconia.

[She shakes her head at the apology.]

There is naught to forgive. These things happened and to pretend they didn't would be a disservice to all. Both the good and bad are to be cherished for it is how we grow and continue to prosper.

[She gives her wings a gentle flap needing to exert a little more physical force to stay gliding in the air with him.]

Malleus, it is a pleasure and more to meet you. I am Alexstrasza, the Life-Binder. One of the Dragon Aspects on Azeroth and the tales I will tell you will only be half as exciting as the ones I am sure to hear from you.

[Her words gave him pause. He struggled to wrap his head around such an outlook, but his experience was limited and solitary.

Though his guardian would probably have many embarrassing tales of his childhood that he’d recant in such a situation…

No, he did not think he wanted to share those.]

I am afraid that I am not so interesting, but I suppose that I have interesting tales I know of others.

That's hardly the case. We come from different worlds, you and I. And we are dragons that are not kin no matter how far up the tree we climb there will be nothing there that links us.

And that already is deeply fascinating. I have seen the world of Azeroth become what it is and seen it's repeated conflicts so many times. I have seen life and death bloom in equal measure. But yours is a tale completely untold and to say nothing of the magic that swirls around you. So deeply distinct from my own.

To me your tale would be new and fascinating even if you may think it mundane. [She gives a warm laugh as she continues to fly beside him.] To one who has seen much over the course of many centuries how can you be anything to my eyes but deeply unique if not special?

[To return to home some day and tell her future and current broods of a very magical black dragon that soared through the skies with her in this mysterious colorful land all within the aspects of a dream. It would confound Ysera, were she still among them, and make Wrathion pout unmistakably.]

[ After her many months in the Far Shore, Nanako is no stranger to flying by this point. Even if the rainbow-colored fairy wings on her back are vastly different from the white angel wings she's so much more accustomed to. She could have tried to summon them here for this, too, but honestly? She likes the sparkly rainbow colors and they seem to work the same way.

Either way, she wanted to see if she could get closer to the northern lights. Or maybe spot the fox who was supposedly up here spreading them. Which sounds like a really neat thing to be able to see! Although she hasn't spotted him yet...

But she's not expecting a much larger shape to melt out of the dark sky behind her, gliding smoothly on the wings. Startled, her wings stutter for a moment, causing her to make a tipsy little loop before she rights herself and gazes at the dragon in amazement. ]

Whoa! You're so pretty!

[Oh! She hadn't meant to startle the little one so and she holds out her claws to catch her in case she does not recover from her loop.]

Your kind words are ever appreciated. And you, yourself, are quite adorable as well. I've not often seen mortals fly about on their own in the sky but you seem quite taken with it.

[The great dragon minds the next flap of her mighty wings to not send the young girl toppling once more.]

If I didn't know any better I'd say you've done this before. You're no hatchling out of the nest but a seasoned veteran of the skies.

[ Nanako practically preens at that praise, looking delighted at the words. ]

Thank you! I had a really good teacher! But I've been flying a long time now. [ Almost two whole years now! ]

And it clearly shows. [She offers her genuine praise.] Tell me, little one, before gaining wings here where did you originally learn flight?

[ That's... a little complicated. Nanako makes a face for a moment before shrugging and offering the truth. ]

I learned how in heaven!

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