EI Report: Deen's Potion, Peyokon, and Aria Dannata!

Happy Friday, Gaians! I have to be honest, I’m feeling a little under the weather today. Apparently you aren’t supposed to directly inhale noxious green fumes, no matter how wispy or enticing their sweet, sweet tendrils may seem. Still, I’ve got a heaping dose of science’s best medicine here to help me feel better: evolving items! We’ve got evolutions from Deen’s Potion, Peyokon, and Aria Dannata to put under the microscope, so let’s get right to it!

Our favorite angel imp’s difficulties at Ster Academy are only just beginning this week in Deen’s Potion! Deen decides to greet the sunrise the only way he knows how: by stripping off his uncomfortable pajamas and standing out on the balcony to enjoy the breeze. Unsurprisingly, the Dean and the professors of Ster Academy are less than thrilled with his morning routine. After catching Deen in the act several times, they warn him to keep his clothes on or else face expulsion. Alas, poor Deen seems to be learning all his lessons the hard way.

Peyokon: Even after all this time, the lazy Peyokon sprout is still asleep! We're pretty sure it's breathing -- or at least photosynthesizing. It might seem like a strange idea, but maybe if we dressed up like a Peyokon, he'd think we're throwing a party in his honor and wake up to join us! Who knows? It just might work.

Aria Dannata: The mourning Playwright remains secluded in her home. Obsession has consumed her since the bizarre and sudden death of the play’s sweetheart, the lovely actress who portrayed the young Rozabella. Piecing together past and current events, the Playwright is overcome with deep regret and guilt for having ever found the cursed story in the first place. She now realizes that each member of the cast and crew has died in the order of their characters’ death in the play. Unable to stay quiet about her epiphany any longer, she seeks out the handsome actor portraying the Count's secret admirer and lover. She recounts the passage of the play as she ventures to find him, thinking of the pitiful and tragic end of Cesare Destino.

"Returning to the large empty castle should have been a joyous occasion full of warmth and long anticipated greetings. After years apart, separated by a long war and the great distance of the Western Ocean, Cesare had returned to the home of his heart's desire, only to discover his untimely and gruesome murder. Stricken with grief, Cesare roamed the halls of the Count's estate, trying to cling to any last remnant of his memory. The rooms hold a desolate cold that begins to seep into and wither the Soldier's heart and hope. Desperate and mad with longing, poor Cesare can bear it no longer. He walks into the sea, allowing the waves to sweep over him. The tide brushes away his tears, captures his last breath, and sweeps his body into the ocean's depths."

The Playwright is overjoyed when she finds Cesare's actor nursing a bottle of wine outside a tavern. In a nervous panic she recounts the story of the play and the mysterious deaths surrounding its cast. The actor drunkenly scoffs at the Playwright’s caution, too far gone to give it any serious consideration. In a livid fury the Playwright leaves and rushes back to her home, crushed by his lack of belief. She feels trapped, isolated, and lost. What if the play isn’t cursed? There is a chance it is only in her mind, and that all the deaths are just a series of random tragedies with no connection whatsoever. She convinces herself it was all conjecture, simply an attempt for her mind to deal with the loss of her fiance...

After drinking himself into a sullen stupor, the actor wanders home to his Riverside apartment. The paving stones along the path are wet with dew -- suddenly, he slips and cracks his skull, his unconscious body falling into the soupy murk of the riverbed. In the still morning hours of dawn the corpse of Cesare's actor is discovered on the banks of the river. Blue lipped and glassy eyed, he is somehow still as beautiful as the Drowned Suitor he portrayed.

Thank goodness, I’m feeling better already! Studying all these fascinating evolutions never fails to put a spring in my step, although admittedly one of the known side effects of Noxious Green Fume-related poisoning is extra springiness… Oh dear. Well, provided you’re feeling up to it, why not visit the Cash Shop to see all these great evolutions in person? And while you’re at it, be sure to cast your vote in our weekly EI poll. See you next week!