I DON'T BELIEVE IN GHOSTS // polar bear plunge

ATBASH CIPHER

is someone else in me,
waiting to break free?

The polar bear plunge was a risky move, Atbash had to admit, but if plenty of other people had done it, then surely things would be okay? Besides, The Hailcaller thought to herself. We've got plenty of people ready if things turn sour. Of course, if something did happen to their allies, it meant that there might be some repercussions there but Atbash hoped the leaders would be understanding. Maybe I should explain the risks first... Yeah, that would probably be the best idea.

After everyone was done with fishing, Atbash had the help of some NPCs in breaking more of the ice on the lake to the point where it was no longer frozen over. "Alright everyone, come over here for a Polar Bear Plunge!" The she-cat called, hoping to catch the festival-goers' attention. "A Polar Bear Plunge is where you dive into the water and swim to the other side. However, I urge you guys to be careful as hypothermia is a possibility. If you feel like you're being turned into ice - literally - or pass out, please try to call out for help or swim to shore as quickly as you can." Atbash quickly went on, a concern frown on her face. "We'll be having hot chocolate and such back at camp after this event, but those who need to get out and get warm will be escorted to camp immediately and given the necessary items, like heated blankets and such."

//Main Festival!

bio | female | hailcaller [leader] of snowbound

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SNOWBOUND
FEMALE
ICESTRIKER

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there was nothing nui enjoyed more than risky.

she was simply put it, a risk taker, though she was no mere adrenaline junkie. her obsession for the difficult truly drew her like a shark to blood infested waters. though she was numb to the biting, agonizing jaws of the winter, her perception of sensation was no less fierce. the discomfort would be overwhelming, and the inability of her neurons to send pain racing and arching like fire up to the brain was no guard against water that could freeze her to death, nonetheless.

with each risk was a gamble. a gamble that held her captive and squeezed it's fierce little claws around her heart in a choking squeeze

her obsession with the danger was overwhelming and unhealthily fierce.

nui's arrival was signifyed by the orchestra of thumping feet against powdery alabaster. hopping up to the gelid, dark waters beneath. so cold it was almost black.

"when can we start, miss atbash?"

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