Event || Worldwide Tourists

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Who: All New Arrivals and Curti Center Staff
When: April 15th-30th
Where: All over Vaikuntha, starting outside of the airship hanger
What: Ganeshan, the resident Job Expert, will be taking the new arrivals around the the various Guilds so they can collect their chosen Job Asterisks as noted in their applications.
Warnings/Notes: Guild prompts can be found here

Enter the Master

[Each new arrival's iMog buzzes with a message instructing them to gather for a worldwide adventure to obtain the power of Vaikuntha. If they follow the invitation's instructions, they will arrive at outside of the airship hanger on the morning of the 15th, with their meager belongings packed.

An Enterprise-Class airship, the Ragnarok, hovers outside of the Curti Center. There is a flash of light on the top of the ship.]

"WELCOME!"

[A figure, minuscule at this distance, launches itself off of the ship and hurtles toward the ground. As he draws closer to the ground, he starts to flip, landing with a flourish. An armored figure, sans helm, turns his toothy Zora grin to the crowd. With a shimmer, his armor transforms into a white mage's robe, and he sends a rush of wind through the crowd for dramatic effect.]

"I AM GANESHAN, THE JOB MASTER! GYA HA HA HA! TODAY, YOUR LIVES WILL CHANGE FOREVER."

[Ganeshan shimmers again, ruthlessly abusing the Chemist's Modifier skill to once again shift Job Classes so he can lower the airship's loading dock with a wave of his hand.]

"I BELIEVE THAT EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU HAS THE ABILITY TO MASTER THE JOB CLASSES. SOME OF YOU MAY MASTER MANY, OTHERS WILL PURSUE THE PERFECT MASTERY OF JUST ONE. BUT EITHER WAY, YOU'LL BE INCREDIBLE!"

[Ganeshan gives everyone a big thumbs-up. The out-worlders who are not scared off by this booming speech can feel free to enter the airship and prepare for their ride around the world. Hopefully some of the Curti Center's newest hires can serve as non-crazy less exuberant tour guides for the new arrivals.]

Around the World

[The Ragnarok will be stopping at every major city in Vaikuntha, with the exception of those cut off by the Imperial border closing. Characters can create top levels to respond to the Guild prompts and explore the cities themselves as the ship makes its stops. Each Guild provides information sessions, free food and trinkets for potential applicants, and once you're ready to receive your Asterisk, all you have to do is take some introductory lessons and fill out forms. Characters can receive up to two asterisks. Time to get to know your new world!

Questions for Ganeshan can be directed to the Ganeshan top level post.]

Comments

[daggercubed]

Yeah. What's done is done.

[Yeah, that's... that's not advice that Vax is very good at following, alas.

He looks back at her, then cracks a smile.]

True enough. If you expect it, then you're ready for it. Sounds like... you kept your studies going, though? Learned from that master who survived?

[littlemhigan]

[She knows that mantra for what it is and has to resist the urge to grimace at it.]

Aye. Even when what's done went straight te hell.


The temple burned when I was still a babe in arms. I hardly even started all this until I was almost a grown woman, and most of it only in the last year or so. But aye, I learned from Widargelt, and now we learn from one another when our paths cross.

How'd ye get to sneakin?

[daggercubed]

Sounds about right.

[Vax tilts his head, then nods. The master learned from the student, too, it sounds like.]

I'm half-elven. My father was a rich asshole and thought himself important, so when he realized he had a pair of children off my mother, he sent for us. She agreed.

So I learned how to fight there. With blades, but it involved sneaking. After Vex'ahlia and I left Syngorn, a good while later...

[He shrugs.] I fell in with the wrong crowd. Sneaking was a big part of what they did. And other, uglier shit. I didn't get too wrapped up in that.

[littlemhigan]

[Well that explains his ears. She'd been curious, but didn't mean to ask.]

Half, huh? Ye don't see many half...well, half - anythings where I'm from.

[As he continues, Castor can't help her thoughts wandering to the Corpse Brigade that haunted her youth, and the myriad pirates, slavers and thieves that litter the streets of Limsa Lominsa and beyond.]

I take it ye fell out after awhile? Ye don't strike me as the type...an' so I don't make a damn fool 'o meself after, Vex'ahlia is yer...?

[daggercubed]

Human mother, elven father. It's... not kindly looked, where I'm from.

[To put it mildly.

Vax considers, for a moment, and he looks at her. His eyebrow quirks -- and then he shakes his head once.]

I did. Vex'ahlia is my twin sister--and while I fell in with the Clasp... she didn't. It didn't make it easy to stay together. And it could have put her at risk. It was a stupid thing I did, but I was young. And angry.

[littlemhigan]

I know one half-elezen back home. She's somethin' of a hero to the smallfolk of Ishgard, but she's suffered her fair share o' dirty looks. So far as I know, most interracial pregnancies don't take, or don't last long.

Ye'd not be the first to be a young, angry fool. I'm sure we've all made a foolish choice to two in the name of survival.

Twin, huh? 's that like?

[daggercubed]

Half-elves are common, on Exandria. But... not well-loved, either. There's plenty of us who're like me: pissed off at their lot.

[He cracks a smile, then.]

Insufferable, a pest, and fucking crazy. And I wouldn't change it for anything.

[littlemhigan]

Aye, I can empathize with that. I'm as hyur as one can get, but my kind aren't well looked upon in the area I grew up in - I wasn't fond of my lot in the slightest.

Yeah? Sounds like I'd like her.

[daggercubed]

Yeah, if there's one constant, it's that the shitheads will find shit reasons to hate people.

I think you would, though. She's a nice sort, really--well, a bit of a thief, sometimes.

[Like brother, like sister.]

[littlemhigan]

An' we just prove we're better 'n them anyways. Simple as that.

"Sometimes?" Sounds like a story.

[daggercubed]

Damn right.

[He grins.]

She stole this poor fucker's flying broom, once.

She has a thing. About flying.

[littlemhigan]

...I can't even blame her, that's brilliant.

[daggercubed]

It did come handy a few times.

Maybe we can find one here...

[littlemhigan]

I'd not be the least bit surprised if we did, but I'ven't got a clue where one'd start looking. Maybe buried in some hidden temple or sommat.

[daggercubed]

Yeah. Preferably, we don't steal one from a candlemaker, but...

Probably loads of abandoned temples, ruins, and other such shit about. I think?

[littlemhigan]

....Why would a candlemaker have a flyin' broom?

I hope so! Or I'm like as not to get very bored.

[daggercubed]

He also had zombie thralls.

...You know, he may not have been just a candlemaker.

[even in other universes we must ask: what the fuck is Gern Blanston?]