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Name: Prompto Argentum
Date: 2/8
Format: video

[In the background of this video, there's the (relatively) hushed sounds of a certain Sun King's voice, trying to get someone to stop and rest, as she should. He's being met with growls of "I'm busy!" along with some pots and pans clanging and chopping as she’s clearly trying to make Something. It might be a stew? There's still the remains of a varied breakfast and food packages that were just set on the table. Pointing this out does not appear to be much of a deterrent.

While all that’s going on, Prompto just sort of. Gives the camera a Look.]

So, I was going to let everyone know that hey, I'm back, Insomniac Delivery is back up and running, please do not try to eat my chocobo, photos will be back soonish, et cetera et cetera, but Caren dropped some interesting information at breakfast this morning and that takes priority. So.

[Pause for effect. An effect that is likely somewhat spoiled as more extreme measures of putting things on higher shelves is met with highly vocal protests decrying it as an unfair move.]

Apparently Dorchacht used to be a monster city.

[Yet another pause for further effect. And also a drink of coffee because boy, does Prompto need the (sugary, creamy, mostly everything but coffee) caffeine this morning.]

So, according to Caren's...contact? Before Drummond or whoever came around, witches lived in a separate part of the city because they were considered the dangerous ones. They said they treated the witches fairly and I'm pretty sure it'd be hard to treat people worse than how Dorch was when we got there, but, uh, maybe take that part with a grain of salt?

[And of course, in the midst of Prompto trying to explain, he’s interrupted by the menace in the background.]

This also could have been centuries ago so- no, I don't want tea. I don't feel like being drugged today, thank you!

That's not what-- [He lets it go. It's not that important right now. He plucks a ladle away from Caren.] It sounds as though they avoided the consequences of full moons without Bonds, but still engaging with one another.

[Prompto is just gonna ignore all that going on in the background. This is important. And also Ozy can handle Caren better than he can, let’s be real.]

They also told Caren about where Monsters and Witches came from, according to Dorchacht's lore, and what the Cwyld is...sort of. At least why it's a thing.

It's different from what they tell us here. According to their story, the Sisters freed the monsters from the True Fae and...Ozymandias! Don't put my knives there!

[And there she goes, back into the background. Specifically, onto the counter to save her knives. Her efforts are near-immediately spoiled as Ozymandias loops an arm around her middle and tosses her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.]

You're only going to confuse everyone worrying about something like that right now. If you’re not going to rest, at least focus. [He brings Caren back into view, setting her down, but keeping a firm arm wrapped around her. It would probably be a very nice hug under other circumstances.] What Caren was trying to say is that the True Fae then angered the Sisters by teaching humans magic. Thus, they created the Cwyld as punishment for their insolence.

Prompto, I trust you can manage from here. I'm going to remove the temptation to continue trying to cook.

[He barely waits for an answer before opting this time to at least princess carry Caren.

Prompto, meanwhile, stares in utter bafflement as they go off because that sure is a Witch princess carrying a freaking Chimera. Just for a moment, though, before he turns back to the watch.]

Yeah, what Ozy said. Anyway, uh. That was a lot, but there were other things Caren’s contact mentioned, but this is already pretty nuts so...any questions?

[[Prompto, Ozymandias, Caren. All three are available for questions!]]

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I did have kitchen knives, until they were taken away.

[Grumble grumble.]

It does sound as if it was a monster run city, but I can't confirm nor deny that there were other cities like this. It did sound as if there weren't any bonds though- just helping each other during the full moon.

No Bonds? Huh? I thought Bonds were required if you didn't wanna blow up, or go feral... Heck, I've been waiting for my chance to explode, but if THEY didn't need Bonds, then... [His voice trails off. He sounds disappointed.]

How do they help each other? Sharing blood? Food? Battling each other with magic and teeth?

I'm not sure. Just that monsters and witches went off somewhere and somehow helped each other every full moon.

It's possible that some of the other monsters remember such stories from their parents.

Oh! So it was recent enough for that? Here I was thinking waaaay back... I'd like to know what kind of stuff they did. I know it's possible without a Bond to calm folks down during the full moon, but I wanna see if they have a unique approach.

Hey, hey, Caren. What did you wanna cook?

It could be? Dragon said their father spoke of it. But their father passed away.

As I said before with another person, it could have been as recent as ten years ago, when Morgana took over. But, dragons, according to what I've read, can live a long time- about four hundred years.

I don't know who else would know, unless it's the other dragons. But they may be...needing more time to recover.

[That took her off guard.]

Squib stew, with a cheese and pepper quiche and...a bruschetta? Maybe a caprase salad.

Why?

Roger. I'll trust you, Caren! I'm sure Dragon trusts you, too, so you've got the best answers.

[He smiles big.]

That sounds really good! I don't think I've had a "quiche" or a "squib" or a... whatever else. Maybe I could come and help you, so it's a bit easier for you to get all of your cooking done! I don't want you to tire yourself out so soon. Especially if we're gonna go out into the Wilde sometime!

I...tried my best. I didn't want to be seen as a nosy intruder either.

[It's nice. There's been a lot of people complaining, so having the trust said outright like this- it's nice. Really nice.]

Quiche is a tart thickened with eggs. Squab is pigeon.

I think I've been kicked out of the kitchen. Much as I do want to go to cook, they may think you're enabling me.

Hmm... Guess I can't go around enabling you, huh? Especially since I said I was gonna try to help you relax! But cooking with somebody who knows their way around the pigeon and the egg sounds fun. Say, if you ever find yourself running low on energy, ask me. I'll come running!

You'll get many dirty stares and likely a scolding or five. Not that I think you care too much, but it'd certainly be an annoyance.

If I call, will you give me an energy boost?

[Caren...]

Sure! If that's what you want, I bet I could make that happen. Stamina enhancement... [He mulls over it, trying to see if it's something he could easily do based on his level of practice with the disciplines of magic.] Yep. Enchantment's not my strongest area of study, but it's not like I've been slacking I could probably do that!

[And, in return, Henry...]

Oh, excellent. I may want a few of those when I see you next. Perhaps a few on paper that can be applied whenever?

[She'll pay????]

Kay! I'll make sure to buff my knowledge in enchantments, so I can help you out. I have a super effective way of transferring spells with some real gruesome potency, just by using a bit of my blood... Oooh, blood. Anyway, it shouldn't be a problem for me.

[He would never demand payment, naturally. Ah...]

[He just keeps giving her stuff for free doesn't he....dangit.]

And in payment I can give you some of my blood. It may be useful for spells concerning senses.

Some of your blood? Really? You'd do that, and not make a big deal about it?

[WELL, that's not exactly what he meant to say. But it sure did come out that way. He's really trying to ask if she's truly okay with that, both in mind and body! He's surprised, is all.]

If it's helpful for concoctions that deal with the senses... That would be bloody awesome! I can always use a little blood here and there... I kinda studied magic with blood as my focus, soooo...

It's not a big deal to me, so long as it's not too much blood at a time.

[And that's more of a practical concern then squeamishness.]

You do seem to like blood.

[Dry voice is dry.]

But isn't witch blood addictive in monsters? If used in potions?

Sure is. I'm not much a potion maker, since the blood I have most ready access to is my own. I use my icky Witch blood as a vehicle for casting my spells, and I definitely need it when I practice special magic.

[Necromancy. He bleeds for necromancy. But he can't just say that all the time, even if he doesn't think it's a super big deal to practice it! He's gotten enough warnings.]

But if I had some of yours, I could definitely use it in enchantments and alchemy!

I certainty wouldn't call it icky.

[She'd even call it tasty! Yum yum. Also she gets it, that's necromancy.]

But certainly. Give it another month, and I'll make a donation for your magical cause.

Okay! Thanks, Caren! But don't forget my end: call upon me, whenever!

[He waves at the camera. He's getting pretty used to using these watches, at least.]

Of course. Take care until we speak again.

[She's smiling. What a good black mage bean.]

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