UGH GUYS YOURE NOT GETTING IT GOSH
Alright, if the mod has to come in and give us hints and tell us in no uncertain terms that exploring flavor might be a useful fucking thing to do, maybe we should take the hint.
It's time for a mass flavor claim. Claim everything that you know. If you are not forthcoming then I will vote you and recommend others do the same.
If we are going to solve this puzzle we need pieces, and we are solving this fucking puzzle.
I am Sleeping Beauty. While dreaming I can pretty much do anything imaginable and have. I was sent here by my parents because they wanted to see if all my wild dreams could be cured by the Prince's touch (hubba hubba), but instead I was put into the marriage lottery. I control where I go and what I dream and always have and I'm not willing to give that up.
I alerted everybody to the threats the Prince faced because I discovered it while I was dreaming and I talk in my sleep.
The Prince doesn't seem to be very choosy with the people he's gathered and this is something I like about him. He's still dreaming, like me.
The way my role worked is that I have a list of topics I can choose to dream about and a person to share them with. The list is long and varied. The result is that I get flavor, which may or may not be useless.
On N1, I attempted to dream with Solifuge about the Writer's Curse. I suspected Solifuge and had no idea what my role would do and the Writer's Curse sounded like an ominous enough topic to dream about that if he was guilty I might get revealing information. Sadly, somebody woke me up and then led me around the castle. I fell asleep while I was walking around and dreamed about ducks and princes, which was Griffionday's thingy. I woke up with aching feet and a split toenail.
On N2, after Ottofar was modkilled, apparently my role changed from Sleeping Beauty to Dreaming Goddess. The basic concept remained the same; I choose a topic to dream about, but now I get to share it with everybody, and now I can't be interrupted by things that from a flavor perspective might reasonably be expected to wake me up.
After the modkill, when I received notice about the changes to my role, I also received flavor about Ottofar's modkill. It begins with me dreaming about Solifuge, and then I feel the presence of the youngest prince (deceased) and his family, and the White Swan (also deceased) and her lover. Apparently I added the land of the dead to potential dreamscapes.
I sense Ottofar and go to her, and she's conflicted about getting her revenge but it being unsatisfying to her. I suggest she pay her respects to the White Swan's grave, and she does so. I attempt to read her feelings, but she begins panicking, and I become much more forceful with my attempts to read her. I eventually force a connection, and Ottofar shares with me all the dreamscapes I regularly visit, and then her heart stops. I then wake up, and I can't feel the spirits of the dead as strongly, but now I can feel the spirits of the living better than ever. I feel like I can swallow all of humanity whole.
As part of my N2 action, I chose to dream about a bell. I imagined a bell, and the rest of the flavor is as I've described it previously. I visited everybody in their dreams, announced that I stood with the Prince, and appeared as a form that would be familiar to them, and flattering to me.
If you're paying attention, you'll recognize that my role as described here is different than what I claimed. I wanted to claim my role as something of a one-shot alignment announcer thing to make myself less of a NK target, in the hopes I'd be able to dream again and hopefully get useful flavor.
But this is my full claim, including flavor.
I reread all the flavor and some things stuck out to me.
Is the duck the goddess?
Checking the description of the Goddess in Solifuge's role PM, I believe the Goddess is me.
*GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASP*On her forehead the letters 'Q. E. S.' appeared.
Anybody have any idea what Q. E. S. stands for?
"'Open the window,' said one of the girls, tugging my sleeve. 'Please. You must open the window and close the door. She has lost her way, but open the window and close the door for her, please, before it's too late.'
The window was open, but so was the door. I was unsure if his spirit had been able to depart--or if it was stuck in that castle with us."
I have no idea if this is significant but spirits leaving through windows has been mentioned twice now.
But what you know of him is that he is kind, if naive; both cheerful and melancholy by turns, if sweetly so; and easily given to distant transports of imagination. These dreams fling him across time and space, and he is inattentive in those moments, save to those who would deepen the illusion.
Yeah, sorry, gals.
The Prince? He's mine, all mine.
MOD, what do we know about Mother Death that's mentioned in the flavor?