04 November 2012

The Timid Spirit of Air

Ji secured a cart ride to the Temple of Five Dawns, and Shu and Wu Guo were happy enough to float along behind, periodically darting off to chase each other playfully. Weipon half-dozed while Ji chatted with the farmer driving the cart.

All too soon, she was being shaken awake by Ji, as they had reached the base of the Temple, already having taken the farmer well out of his way. He set off with a nod of his head, adding, "Anything to help out friends of Master Shang!"

The spirits beat them inside and were already twirling delightedly around the monks in the temple when Ji and Weipon arrived. Master Shang waved them over with a smile.

"Well done, you two. I'm pleased that you're working together so well. And even better, Aysa has located Da Feng and is on the way to wake him!"

Ji grinned widely, looking between the Master and Weipon. "Great! What can we do?"

"I'm afraid you can't take a cart, but you need to travel to Morning Breeze Village. Da Feng is rumored to be hiding in his temple." He turned behind him, gesturing to a staircase. "I'm afraid the access to the Dawning Span is on the top floor-" before he could continue, Huo darted by, whisking Ji and Weipon up in his fiery wake.

They were swept up and away, past the central statue and the multiple floors circling it, past gaping monks going about their daily activities, and finally deposited on the top floor.

Weipon carefully straightened her clothes. Ji whooped in excitement. "What a rush!" he exclaimed. Huo giggled and darted back inside the temple.

The pair set off, alternating between jogging and walking to hurry along to their destination.

"So, Ms. Silkbrush, how are you liking your first assignments as a full-fledged monk?" Ji panted, not slowing.

Weipon struggled to keep up with his pace. "It's a challenge! Do you frequently not get enough sleep?" she asked, only half joking.

"Ahh, it is a busy life," the other pandaren replied. "Aysa seems to roll with everything. I get a little grumpier when I haven't had my beauty sleep," he winked.

"How long have you known Aysa?" Weipon paused for breath, then quickly added, "If you don't mind my asking?"

Ji exhaled loudly. "Let's see...I think we met on the second or third day of training? I've always admired her. I know she thinks I'm too hasty, but I've given plenty of consideration to how I feel about her."

Weipon chewed her lip, suddenly uncomfortable. What could she possibly say in response to that? Perhaps recognizing his awkward slip, Ji also fell silent. They slowed to walk for one hundred paces, then resumed running.

Finally they passed through the outskirts of the village. Hozen destruction was evident on the decorative pillars and scrolls, although someone had attempted to clean up the worst of it. As they picked their way through the remnants of torn, defiled scrolls, Weipon stopped to pick up an abandoned calligraphy brush. The bristles were broken, sticking out at messy angles, and the entire thing was covered in dried ink. She grimaced, feeling personally offended by the undignified treatment of such a tool.

At the edge of the village, they ran into Aysa speaking with an older pandaren that Weipon vaguely remembered from earlier competitions. Aysa gave them a businesslike nod and continued her conversation. Finally, the other pandaren - Weipon finally remembered him as Elder Shaopai - turned to address them.

"Ji, good to see you again. And you as well, Weipon." He evidently had a knack for names, considering how many students he must have taught. "Aysa has come up with a very neat plan to rescue Da Feng, who has been frightened away by the trickster Zhao Ren. I think if you, Weipon, go with her to help, we can be on our way very shortly. Ji, I have another task for you. Walk with me." Elder Shaopai turned away, followed closely by Ji, and the pair walked further into the village.

"We're going to get Da Feng to leave his temple long enough to see us get rid of Zhao Ren. I think that will be enough to convince him he can come back to the temple!" Aysa took off, knowing that Weipon would follow her.

They continued through more Hozen-defiled areas, and both women wore matching frowns. Finally, they came to the entrance of Da Feng's temple, which was built back into the mountainside. Weipon eagerly ran forward just as a violent wind picked up, tugging her inside.

Aysa's hands on her forearm were the only thing that kept her from being swept inside and dashed against the stone walls. With a strangled grunt, Aysa threw herself backward, pulling Weipon down and away from the doorway. They huddled against the doorframe until the gale subsided, leaving a mess of leaves and dust trailing into the temple.

Abruptly, Aysa released Weipon and stood, stalking into the temple. "If you had just taken a moment to think before charging in..." she muttered in irritation. Cowed, Weipon followed meekly behind.

Inside, they found Da Feng restlessly circling the innermost chamber. He didn't approach them for some time, although Weipon didn't know if it was because of Aysa's gentle tone or how long they waited that he finally deemed them not a threat.

"Da Feng," Aysa said kindly, "Would you like us to make mean Zhao Ren go away?"

At this, the spirit was evidently delighted, and Aysa convinced him to come as far as the entrance to the temple before he drew back, peering nervously at the sky. As if on cue, Zhao Ren's sinuous shadow darkened the courtyard. The trio watched him circle above.

"Don't worry," Aysa said confidently. She stepped outside.

Weipon followed, adding, "Just leave it to us!"

They stood on the steps to the temple, contemplating the dragon twining through the clouds overhead.

"How, um." Weipon started. "How do we get him to come down?"

"I'm thinking about it," Aysa replied crossly.

An awkward silence fell. Weipon set herself to thinking about how she might get a dragon's attention. Neither spoke for some time, and Weipon was wondering if Da Feng would simply give up and wander off when a familiar voice called out,

"Hey! Did I miss the good part?" Ji jogged over to them, then set down several bundles at their feet. "Elder Shaopai had me get some of our stolen stuff back from the Hozen, but I thought I'd swing by here first and see if you needed anything!"

Aysa sighed. "I'm just thinking of a way to get Zhao Ren down so we can attack him!"

"Oh, I might have just the thing!" Ji rummaged in one of the bags while Aysa watched doubtfully. "Look," he said triumphantly. "Fireworks!"

"Ji, I don't think-" Aysa began, but Ji was already striking out into the middle of the field to set up a stand.

"No, it's fine! We just light these bad boys..." A stream of smoke shot into the air, followed  by an impressive explosion.

"Ji!" Aysa admonished furiously, but was ignored. Another spark went up, this time exploding close enough that Zhao Ren turned and began to descend.

Ji laughed. "Woah, that got his attention! Just one more..." With a final crack, striking Zhao Ren squarely in the belly, he got the dragon's full attention. "Incoming!"

Weipon rushed out to help him attack the dragon. Aysa followed soon after, still spluttering about half-made plans. Soon, their quarry was dead, and Da Feng came hesitatingly out into the open. Aysa and Ji immediately began to argue about the merits of action versus consideration, so Weipon was left to silently usher them and the wind spirit back to the village.

26 October 2012

A challenger appears!

No fiction tonight because I am getting up at 5:30 tomorrow to go visit a MOUNTAIN.

I did have a few productive hours this week, mostly while kicking myself for not doing something more productive with my time.

Really, it's the gchat you should read here. The picture is just for reference
I have much prettier pictures of my time at the temple but look at this sweet rug!
Squeeeeee!!!
I...fell down.
Someone hopped on a kite seconds after me 8D
They went through all the trouble to restore it and couldn't clean up the frakkin moss?
The taxidermist here has a twisted sense of humor
All the creatures are facing him
Then this guy showed up. WAIT, WHAT?
Oh my....
"Terminator" he said
Huffin that incense
Gadget buddies
D'aww everyone together
Not far from the truth????
Happy level 89 or something

24 October 2012

Curse you, podcasts

...for reminding me that if I actually checked WoW Insider/MMO Champ once in a while I would see all the crazy cool patch notes! You'll want to skip right to the Pet Battles section, I'm sure.

They are: adding more pet slots, integrating several of the "enhanced pet journal" addon features, ADDING MORE PETS, and adding RARE CANDY!!!!! Well it's not exactly like Rare Candy and can, in fact, delete levels from your trained pet, but it increases the quality to uncommon or rare! Also, stuff is going on at the Darkmoon Faire! NEW PATCH NEW PATCH!!!


I just have to get through the current iteration of the game first...

22 October 2012

Why I'm Not Level 90 Yet



Also if you guys could just refrain from posting anything interesting for the next semester so I don't have to worry about missing stuff that would be great *_*

19 October 2012

The Playful Spirit of Water

Weipon woke, having spent the last 8 hours dozing in the back of the farmer's cart, jostled from any real sleep before it could begin. She yawned and stretched, feeling irritable, but put a good face on as the farmer came around to help her down.

"The Singing Pools are just down this hill," he told her, gesturing to the path. "I'm going to keep on to my farm."

"Thank you very much for your generosity," Weipon said politely. She bowed as he pulled away, then stumped down the hill, stretching cramped muscles as she went.

Trees rose up around her, knitting together thickly overhead and casting the pools in deep shadow. The early morning chill became downright cold as she approached a house at the bottom of the hill. Several pandaren were already awake and gathered outside chatting or preparing to go to work. An enormous panda, seated casually on a low chair and surrounded by admiring children, looked up at her curious face.

"A stranger! Come, friend, what can we do for you?"

With a grateful smile, Weipon made her way towards him. "I'm looking for Aysa Cloudsinger. I think she's expecting me; I was sent by Master Shang Xi."

The pandaren wrinkled his nose in thought. "Yes, Aysa passed by here on her way to the Singing Pools. That would make you...Weipon Silkbrush?" he chanced with a grin.

"Right!" she confirmed.

"Well, Aysa is just down this hill behind me. She said she would be meditating. If you're going down to the pools, might I ask a favor? I'm looking for a few strong reeds. If you could grab a few while you're out there, I'd really appreciate it. Just bring 'em to Jojo Ironbrow!"

Weipon nodded. "Of course! I'll keep an eye out. Thanks for your help!"

She located the pool Jojo had indicated and guessed that the pandaren seated on the flat rock in the center was Aysa. Bracing herself for icy water, she stepped into the pool. With a woosh and a splash, her nose was suddenly inches from the water and peering over black, furry paws. Weipon emitted a terrified squeak, which attracted the attention of the other woman in the pool.

"It's all right;" Aysa soothed. "It's just the water. If you come up on the rock, you'll change back."

Weipon hastily scurried to the rock, and sighed with relief when she shot back up to her normal height. She scrutinized her hands, confirming that not a hair was out of place.

"You must be the student that Master Shang sent." Aysa said. She leveled a considering gaze at Weipon.

The subject of her scrutiny tried very hard not to fidget, and stilled the impatient questions that bubbled up while she waited.

After a long moment, Aysa spoke again. "In the pool on the other side of the bridge, Tu Shui students are training. Watch them spar, or join them if you like. Then, I want you to ring the meditation bell in the center of the pool and reflect on what you've learned. Oh, and be mindful that many of the pools have the same curious qualities as this one." Instructions given, Aysa resettled into her meditation pose.

Weipon hesitated, wanting to ask about finding the spirits but not wanting to seem impertinent. She pulled herself together, bowed, and stepped back into the water. This time she was prepared for the rush as she was abruptly transformed into a skunk.

The other pool was filled with balancing poles, and Weipon could see students leaping back and forth between them. Some of them were sparring, although they mostly appeared to be trying to make their opponent fall into the water. Gathering herself, Weipon leaped onto the nearest pole, then hopped to the next, making her way to the center pillar.

She rang the bell, appreciating the tone, and settled herself beside it to meditate as instructed. Meditating had never really been a skill of hers. Soon, she was humming quietly to herself, contemplating the students sparring around her. She wondered what Aysa was trying to accomplish through her meditation. Surely they should be trying to find the elements?

The gentle lap of the water against the poles and the sleepless night soon had Weipon dozing. Her head nodded once...twice...she slumped bonelessly to the side, waking up as she splashed gracelessly into the pool. There was the familiar woosh, only this time she croaked! Now wide awake, she began to hop towards the bank, but was interrupted by a pair of long, spindly legs.

She followed the legs up to see a very hungry crane staring at her. Weipon gurgled. The crane squawked. As Weipon dashed towards the bank, the crane lashed out, attempting to snap her up. She let out an indignant croak and hopped even faster, finally diving onto the bank and back into her own body. The crane, momentarily confused, became even angrier to discover its meal had disappeared. It attacked, and Weipon quickly eliminated it with her staff.

Weipon wanted to return to Aysa and get things moving, but she suspected that the stoic woman would want her to take a long time, to show she had seriously meditated. She decided to collect reeds for Jojo instead.

An appropriate amount of time later, she returned to the pool where she had met Aysa. The monk was standing on the bank with an old man, and Weipon had the undignified task of crossing the pool as a skunk in order to reach them.

Aysa gave her a look that suggested she knew Weipon had not meditated sufficiently. "This is Grandpa Liang. He used to play with Shu, the spirit of water, and has an idea to lure him out."

Grandpa Liang looked very friendly, with his wide smile and greying whiskers. "I must emphasize how long ago it was that we played, but I used to bring Shu a Sun Pearl from the bottom of one of the pools each time we met. I think if you did that, he might come out to play again."

Aysa dictated her plan carefully to Weipon, who bit back increasingly impatient responses. Finally, she was released, and within minutes was dropping a slimy golden pearl into the pool where Shu was said to be hiding.

She heard a child's laughter and was suddenly sprayed with a jet of water from behind. Weipon turned, but Shu was already flitting across the water, giggling mischievously. Across the pool, a bubbling puddle appeared, and remembering Grandpa Liang's description, she ran to stand in it. The bubbles erupted, shooting Weipon high into the air. She landed with a satisfying splash, and Shu shrieked with delight. After several repetitions, the water calmed enough for Weipon to call out, "Shu! Master Shang Xi is looking for you! How would you like to go to the Temple of Five Dawns and see your other spirit friends?"

Shu considered this offer, idly drawing ripples around himself. Finally, he agreed with a wave that swept Weipon all the way to the edge of the pool. She stood, looked at her sodden clothes, and gave up on being dry.

When they met Aysa, she was reading a hastily-written note with a displeased look. "There's been a change of plans, Ms. Silkbrush," she said, grimacing. "It seems that Ji has found Wu Guo, but is having trouble waking him. He...thinks Shu might be able to help." She sighed the sigh of the long-suffering. "He's very hasty, but I have considered his plan and it will likely work. He's at the Dai Lo farmstead, not far from here. You can probably find a farmer to give you a lift-"

Before she could finish, Shu had raised a mighty tidal wave, sweeping Weipon helplessly up and away from Aysa. Surprised, Weipon called out to the other woman before she was out of sight, "I'll meet you at the Temple of Five Dawns!"

The wave surged forward, carrying Weipon away from the Singing Pools and down the hard-packed track that led to the farmstead. What would have taken half a day or more to traverse was accomplished in less than an hour, although it left Weipon feeling seasick and unsteady. She was deposited in the town square amidst a now-muddy tidal wave. The townsfolk gaped at this display, but Weipon recognized one familiar face.

"Ms. Silkbrush! I wasn't expecting you until tomorrow, but this certainly is convenient!" Ji steered her towards the sleeping spirit of earth. "Apparently he's been dozing here for decades. Just showed up one day, conked out, and that was that!"

Weipon noted the tiny shrine elements that had sprung up around the sleeping spirit. She had half a mind to add a coin to the shallow dish at his feet, but remembered that they would soon be waking Wu Guo, thus eliminating the purpose of the shrine.

"So far I've tried tapping, yelling, pushing, jostling, asking politely, and even ringing this here gong," Ji explained. "You would not believe the trouble I had to to through to get the mallet!" He rolled his eyes. "But I've got a pretty good idea. What if Shu here were to blast him with water? That always wakes me up after a night out!"

Weipon blinked. It certainly was direct. It did seem promising, too. "Shu," she called. "Wouldn't you like to play with your friend Wu Guo?" she asked, grinning. Shu nodded enthusiastically. "Well, if you help us wake him up, you can!" She gestured to the sleeping spirit and stepped back.

Chuckling, Shu wound himself up, then unleashed a torrent of water directly into the face of the earth spirit.

Wu Guo spluttered, squeaked, and opened his eyes. The pandaren cheered; Shu giggled.

"You tell him what's up; I'll get us a lift back to the Temple," Ji said, jogging away to suit actions to his words.

17 October 2012

[Shared Topic] What is your personal code?

This week's Shared Topic comes from Mataoka of Sugar & Blood, who asks:
What are your personal rules you wish others would know about you?
1. When people find out I am a girl and make a big deal out of it, I get really uncomfortable. However, and this is extremely important to note, referring to myself as a girl and "outing" myself is NOT me making a big deal. Do not accuse me of playing my gender up because that makes no sense.

2. Similarly, if you find out I am a girl and immediately start hitting on me, we are through talking. If I tell you to stop hitting on me and you say you're joking, I still want you to stop. The end.

3. I try not to cuss in front of new people / strangers in dungeons. Well, I try.

4. I make a point to loot my skinnable kills.

5. If you don't loot your corpses in a group, I will tag along greedily behind you.

6. Be generous with guildies, but always offer them mats/gold/tips for their services.

7. AH is war. It's ok to viciously undercut people.

8. Defiling bodies or using rude emotes in PVP or otherwise really bothers me.

9. Don't harass other players. I don't think many people want strangers to randomly /say violent sexual threats to their female characters.

10. Be kind to noobs. If you see a question in trade that gets snide responses, or get a curious whisper from a lowbie, answer them kindly! Unless they want gold. Then tell them you're not that kind of [race/class]. Alternatively you can invite them to find the gold you've hidden across the mobs of the world.

11. Play when it's fun, stop when you get burned out. Avoid guild drama, and avoid guilds that create it.

ETA: 11a. and one more thing!! It's time to catch up to the times and realize that gamers are people with varied ages, interests, jobs, athletic ability, whatever. It's 2012; you don't have to be surprised that an adult, or a woman, or an investment banker likes to kick back as an orc and kill demons.

12. Always have an appropriate gif for every situation.