[Second day of Week Two/Three Mingle]

[professorwolf]

Hello, sorry, Lyall here. Do all of you recall that vision I had of the dividing wall between us during the last month or so of liminal space? How it was a very literal sign of what was to come?

It's happened again. I had another one. And it's being about as persistent as the first one, so I'm guessing it's important. I can share it directly if anyone would like me to, but in summary, I believe there's something out there beyond the reefs. I saw dark water, well below the level of the reefs, and a large, pale, diseased something. All I saw was a wall of flesh, that was then obscured by bubbles, and then it went even darker. Like it dove away.

I don't know if we need to find it to stop it, or find it to help it. But I do think we need to find it, if just to keep it from coming here.

... also, I am still making earplugs, for those who are finding the noise difficult to bear. I'm not sure if it will help entirely, but it can't hurt. If anyone wants to try and distribute them to people who trust them and might need them, please let me know, I'll get you a few pairs.

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[set_your_watches_for_fun]

Give us a look, then, love.

[professorwolf]

All right. It's a memory of mine, not a livestream, so be prepared.

[With that, he opens up a private channel to his packmate to send along what is effectively a fully-immersive experience of having a vision of the future. He had been helping some locals and maybe an investigator or two haul a small fishing boat out of hiding and into the water when everything around him suddenly went dark and wet and suffocating. He can't see the sun or the sand, he can only see a wall of something sickly pale, pieces falling away rotted, rising up in front of him. It's more than a little terrifying to see, if just that it's so huge, and it's obviously flesh, not rotting wood or even coral.

Then the view is suddenly obscured by a surge of bubbles, and whatever it is is gone-- or maybe Lyall has just been swept away from it. Everything is dark and wet and suffocating again, with nothing but a faint glimmer above to relieve the darkness.

Then he's sitting on the sand in the bright (and uncomfortable) sunlight, with people around him asking him what's wrong, the vision over.]

[set_your_watches_for_fun]

... bit of a shock, that. [after a moment, though he sounds calm enough] Well, it seldom seems that our tasks are to defeat monsters or the like, so I imagine we're meant to figure something out about that. Perhaps how to help it.

[claudiometer]

...Well, that's not remotely alarming or anything.

[professorwolf]

It was most certainly alarming. We may have to find a way to send our merfolk investigators out with or without the locals to, er. Investigate.

[And boy, is he glad now he wasn't brought here with fins. Except if he got the vision, that makes him worry that he's supposed to be there.]

[theflyingone]

Where did so many bubbles come from? If you saw it so deep down, it could not have been the waves...

[professorwolf]

A release of air from the creature I saw, in order to dive, perhaps. Air is buoyant, after all. Or it could be a mammal, like a whale, and that was an actual exhale. It was certainly large enough to be a whale, but there were sharks that size in prehistoric times, and if what I'm hearing is true about there being a giant squid in the previous Jaunt, it could well be any manner of sea monster.

We could discover the Loch Ness monster.

[The last is facetious.]

[memoryandtheft]

Diseased how?

[professorwolf]

Like the skin was rotten. Not sores or infection, but necrosis or decay. I didn't get the sense whether the creature it belonged to was alive or undead, but if the bubbles are any indication, at least it still breathes.

[chalicejoker]

...I don't think there's anything about this I actually like.

[professorwolf]

You aren't alone in that. But if it's something we can help, I do think we should try.

[shiroganeheir]

I might be able to use Sift to find its location, and once I get a track on it, I could use my Control Panel to follow it, if it is not too far away.

Beyond that, unless we can actually see it, I would not be able to fight it. If we do see it, I could likely help defeat it. On the outside chance that we are supposed to help it... I might be able to use my power to help heal it.

[Now she's wondering what would happen if she cast Diarahan on it.]

[professorwolf]

I don't know that fighting is what we're supposed to do here. We simply don't know until we find whatever it is. If you can Sift, then by all means. I don't have that ability, but I do have Constructive Enlightenment if that will help at all. I wonder if I can use that to learn more about mermaid legends and underwater sealife, actually...

[awitchdidit]

I'd say, given how relatively easy dealing with the local Infiltrators has been, that whatever it is is probably the main objective of this Jaunt.

Why does everything keep sending me underwater lately...

We should have some time to scout it out if we can find it. Doing that is probably best before we leap to any conclusions on what we're meant to do with it.

[professorwolf]

Yes, I agree entirely. Making plans to fight or heal or just put out of its misery simply is premature at this point. But we definitely need to find out more.

[seestheworld]

If it does come down to a fight, I can probably put a sizable dent in it at the very least. But there's also the possibility of it spreading whatever it's got as it dies.

Of course, that's assuming we're meant to fight it.

[professorwolf]

Yes, assuming. I simply don't know. I wish I'd gotten more detail.

[He sounds a bit apologetic that he hadn't, honestly.]

[photonicfighter]

...I don't like the sound of that at all.

If it needs to be fought, I'm confident that I could help fight it.

[professorwolf]

There seems to be quite a few of us ready and able to fight. Let's find out what it is first, I think.

[papacerberus]

[This comes after Lupa's listened to the others talking for a bit. Listening in on un-privated conversations is something he does.]

That is the cause of the corrupted Song, I'm sure of it. We need to find it. If it can be healed, it should be done, and I offer my skills.

If it can't... we must destroy it before it can Sing. Up close, I don't believe anyone could resist.

[set_your_watches_for_fun]

You, too? I must say, I wasn't expecting that.

/slides in here late on a toboggan

[cawfullyironic]

Huh.

Shit. Okay. So I got this thing I can do, or at least I'm pretty sure I can do that might be able to help find out more about what that thing is. Luckily I'm a creative motherfucker so I think I can get this to work.

Where you at?

[professorwolf]

The beach on the south side of the island. If you'd like, I can simply meet you in liminal space. That might be faster.

[Color him curious. This is David, the boy living with Tick-Tock, he's sure-- no one else talks like that-- and he's definitely interested in what he might have to say.]

[tobegood]

...Can I see it?

[It's not that he doesn't believe seeing the future is possible. There was Kaneka and her dice, after all. But he doesn't know Lyall, so he doesn't trust him - and it's hard to get a sense for what he's talking about from just a mental description, or what to do about it.]

[professorwolf]

I can share my memory of the vision with you, if you like, but just to warn you, that will be fairly immersive.

[As in, it's hardly just an audio-visual like some network posts.]