everyone million years dungeon | Day 21, Day to Evening | Open

[ascendtoace]

[A - The Grand Hall, likely one mass thread because he's going to bitch at everyone and never let them leave]

After all the bodies have been found and reunited with their souls, all that's left is the mess. The blood, the black silk, the walls and walls of graffiti and damaged furniture and other acts of vandalism...

Jesus fuck, he was gonna be busy. The pitch-black overseer mutters to himself irritably as he scribbles away on the bottom of his shirt, documenting all of this bullshit. His attention is, for now, mainly on the damage. Maybe you could sneak past... but why would you need to? It's not like he's still obligated to be a huge ass to everyone with the Keeper missing, right?

... Right??

[B - Nowhere is safe]

After (or before?) he's done surveying the grand hall, the next obvious course of action is to start getting pissy at everyone else. That means you—yes, you, right there, minding your own business. There is now an extremely irritable overseer stomping in your general direction.

"And what the hell do you think you're doing?" is his default greeting, because all of you fuckers are bad at your jobs. Even the ones that don't have jobs. Even the ones doing their jobs.

they close the doors and are letting nobody in ♞ open, one semi-closed prompt; Day 22 VARIOUS

[knightwinged]

[ A - Library, morning to early afternoon ]

Well, this is a rare sight, considering the firebrand doesn't come into the library all too often (and thankfully so considering the fire hazard), but apparently today the shadow exists without its flame. But at the moment there is a raven, or rather a man-who-is-a-raven-but-not-at-this-exact-moment seated at one of the less obviously visible desks.

At first glance he seems to be poring laboriously over one of the many tomes to be found here, taking down notes with a piece of charcoal as he goes, but closer examination reveals that actually? Actually he is just scrawling in the margins of whatever unfortunate book he's happened to deem relatively useless at the moment. Emphasis scrawling.

It also seems to be a couple of the same things over and over, though what language that even is in or what it is supposed to say is up for debate. His handwriting doesn't seem to be able to decide whether it's supposed to be messy or elegant, and that's after the awkwardness of, well, writing with one's off hand.

"...Convenient way to find out you're right-handed," he mutters to himself eventually.

So why isn't he writing with his right hand, then? After all, beneath the cloak he's wearing it seems to be fine... It's more that side of the cloak that seems to be more strangely in disarray than anything.

[ B - Hearth Room, off and on throughout the day ]

At various points in the day, the valravn makes the long trek down the stairs (made far, far too long by the inability to simply pitch himself off the top of it and fly down) and into the cozy warmth of the hearth room, though he looks uncomfortable about it for as long as it takes for him to make a sweep of the room and leave (longer than it should normally be. his movements are somewhat... hindered).

He's looking for someone, specifically the page, but it seems he keeps missing them, even though he knows he's seen them in passing here before... Unfortunately, he doesn't know the page's habits well enough to guess where else they might be.

This might require a different approach.

But hey, while he's there, certain changelings may or may not have some choice things to say to him, right?

[ C - Grand Hall, door to Dining Hall; NOT A PROMPT unless people want to do reactions, but he will not be present for this ]

At some point in the afternoon, this is found to be written onto the Dining Room door in simple, printed script. Why that door? Because everyone has to eat at some point.

There's a spirit in the gardens. It was released from one of the potions belonging to the room adjacent to the hearth room. It's proven to be hostile and dangerous.

Please be careful.

The please is somewhat scuffed out. It's unsigned, and the handwriting doesn't seem to resemble any of those that were on the board the gargoyle had been protecting two nights previous.

( seen the anger and seen all of the dreams )