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Intro Log: The Joys of Composting

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for September
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: September 10th-14th
Warnings: New folks! Bugs! Weird stuff!

It's that time again! Or, well, probably the very first time for you. It's not that often that you turn up in a different world - unless it is. You awaken on the ground of a large arena, a stone ceiling stretching high above you. Welcome to Hadriel! Don't worry, you weren't the only one who woke up here. So did a bunch of other people - and so did some monsters.

Yup, crawling around being incredibly gross are quite a few Jauchekafers, large beetles that feed off chemical and biological waste from humans. When upset or alarmed, they're perfectly happy to swarm and attack people, so hopefully you didn't wake up in the middle of them. Being about two and a half feet long, their bites can do quite a bit of damage, and that's not even counting the toxicity that might be passed on from their diet!

Speaking of their diet, those beetles aren't the only trash that's washed up in Hadriel this month. While making your escape from the arena, you might stumble over a interesting table or a possibly comfy chair, or even a piece of art. A lot of it's pretty cool, but you're not gonna find anything that isn't made out of trash. But hey, maybe that's your aesthetic?

Don't get too distracted by all this trash that has been turned into treasure. After you've find your way out of the colosseum there's plenty of other distractions! Feel free to go explore the rest of the city! Find a house, a new monster, a project to help with, or simply scavenge for supplies. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers September 10th-14th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
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[As far as arrival days go, this one has been significantly less stressful than the other two that Lup's experienced while in Hadriel. No overly emotional reunions, no real danger from the baddies they've been dragged in with. Just kicking a few bugs around while looking cool and then heading home for a well-deserved nap.

But just as she's leaving the colosseum, Lup spies an unfamiliar, scaly face seemingly making camp right here with some spectacular kind of furniture. Huh.]

Y'know, I'm all for camping out in the great outdoors, but there are a few more scenic areas that-a way. [She thrusts a thumb over her shoulder in the direction of the lake, which is at least a little less awkward a place to drag furniture to than right outside the colosseum.] Might have a bit more privacy there. Also, just bee-tee-dubs, there's plenty of real housing open if you need a place to crash. I'd invite you over to our place, but our dog is still in the teething stage. And by teething, I mean tearing up our couch, one chunk at a time.

[Carey looks up from her business to see—Taako?—no, not Taako. Too cool to be Taako. She's not fond of strangers interrupting her while she's in her space, but this girl seems cool enough, so she lets it slide.]

Nah, I'm good riiight here. Feels more like home than some lake does.

[She stretches out on her trashbed, arms behind her head, 2 kool 4 skool.]

I'd take you up on that offer, but, uh, I don't know you. Thanks, though.

[Lup shrugs. It's not any of her particular business to help strangers get adjusted to Hadriel, but it's so rare to see anyone around this place who isn't human, it makes her want to be a little more friendly to them. Like all of the non-humans have a reason to want to stick together.] Suit yourself. To be honest, there's some crazy sharktopii in the lake, so this locale may smell a little less... fishy. Probably the better pick.

[She watches Carey lay back and stretch, like it's the most comfortable bed she's ever found, and Lup can't help but grin while watching her. What's with all of the dragonborn being so tiny and adorable in this place?] Fair enough, I wouldn't trust me either.

Hey, that's some harsh wording. I didn't say I distrust you, necessarily. I just don't trust you enough to move in with you.

[She sits upright again, then motions for Lup to take a seat next to her.]

...Buuut it doesn't have to be like that. Let's get to know each other.

[This weird trusting someone you wouldn't normally trust because they're also non-human feeling? It's mutual.]

Well, for what it's worth, def wasn't inviting you to live with us. Just offering a couch to crash on for a few nights. You're cute, but I don't think my roomies would be down for me inviting strange dragonborn women into the place without consulting them first. 'Specially when I don't even know their name.

[hint hint

The offer for Lup to join her isn't quite what the elf had been expecting, but who is she to turn down the chance for socializing? It's been a pretty good day, as far as they can be in Hadriel anyway, so why the hell not? She joins Carey on her trash couch, bouncing a little to test the feel of the furniture before she's relaxing, throwing an arm over the back of the couch. She gets comfortable fast.]

So, I'm Lup. Did you already get the whole Hadriel spiel? Cause I'm pretty tapped out on it today, much rather do the whole get to know each other thing.

Oh—ha. Of course. Name's Carey. [She's a little caught off guard by the sudden compliment. Especially one from a cute girl that's sitting on her couch.]

Uh, kind of? I pretty much get that it's a hellscape controlled by a bunch of fickle demigods or... something. [She shrugs like it's no big deal.] Pretty much everything I need to know, right?

Carey, [Lup repeats with a bit of a flirtatious curl to her mouth. It's a cute name.]

Yeah, that's basically the gist of it all. We're trapped in this shitty cave while the turbo-liches running the show work to suck us dry. But, y'know, could be worse. [Things could always be worse!] So, what's your deal? Lemme take a peek into Carey's headspace.

[This always happens - Carey flirts, then the other party flirts back, then she melts. She's gotta stop doing this.]

My, my, uh, [she stammers through nervous laughter,] my headspace. Yeah, sure.

[She always becomes guarded when people pick her brain, especially when she knows she's vulnerable. Carey chooses her words carefully.]

I fend for myself. I can live on my own. Which explains the lovely trash furniture. But - I wanna know about you. What are you about?

[Deflection! Classic.]

[Lup doesn't mean to look so pleased at how quickly she managed to out-flirt the dragonborn, but there's a certain smugness to her expression when Carey stammers with that adorable nervous laughter of hers.]

You know, for being literal trash, it's pretty cozy. I'll give you that. [The rest of her answer is kind of shit, but it's a tactic Lup is all too familiar with. Talking about herself has never been an issue, as long as she avoids subjects that are too personal, but she's pretty much the queen of dancing around things she doesn't want to talk about. Socializing is her thing.]Well, I enjoy long walks on the beach, deep conversation, and getting up early to watch the sunrise.

Alternatively, I also love setting shit on fire.

[Carey's eyes light up at that.]

I love setting shit on fire.

[It might not be necessary to explain, considering she is... you know... a dragon, but it's the perfect opportunity to show off her skills. After angling her head just far enough away from Lup, she lets blast a thin stream of blue flame.

It's telling, ironically, that Lup's answer was just as vague as Carey's was. They both dodged the hell out of saying anything even remotely personal. She can tell right off the bat that Lup's got some trust issues, too, and she can sympathize with that. And—actually?—it kind of makes Lup seem more trustworthy, in her eyes.

Playfully, Carey knocks her elbow on Lup's arm.]

Lup, I think you an' me are gonna get along just fine.

[Not necessary? Lup would absolutely argue against her on that.

Carey's eyes light up in a way that is all too familiar to the elf before she's tipping her head back and fucking blowing fire straight out of her mouth. It takes all of Lup's barely patched together survival instincts to not reach out and put her hand in it, instead she just wiggles in place as her eyes go wide, completely unable to temper her excitement down. She'd been going for suave and cool, but know she's just left a little in awe.

Sure, the way she handled fire was fucking sick, but there's just something amazing about breathing out fire on your foes. God, dragonboard are awesome.]

Holy shit, that's cool. Like, fucking wow.

[Carey knocks Lup's arm so she playfully gets her back.] Couldn't agree more, sis. I have a feeling we're gonna blow the rest of the city away.

Hell yeah we are!

[Check that shit out, Carey's making a friend! And she thinks she might even be able to tolerate being friends with Lup!]

Speaking of—I haven't seen the rest of the city. Like, at all. What's goin' on up in this little town?

[Now that they are totally BFF's, Lup relaxes back into the trash cushions, leaning back and tilting her head skyward, as if there was a sun to shine down on them.]

Alright, number one thing to know is that the assholes in charge are going to try and fuck with you. They throw these events, that's what I've heard them called, to try and provoke specific emotions out of us so they can suck them right up. Turbo-liches, basically.

Edited 2017-09-24 06:12 (UTC)

Oh, yuck. [She grimaces.] Somebody should try to take 'em down. [It's an empty suggestion. She knows this isn't a thing a person can just do.]

What kind of events are we talkin'? Like, worse than those bugs I just fought off?

Believe me, I've been trying to, but they've been hard to track down. They like to fuck with us from afar. Must be too scared to give us the chance to kick their faces in.

[It's not that empty. Lup's pretty set on kicking ass. And they've gotten a little more info on how to do it now.]

If only it was that easy. I'd take bug stomping anytime over their crap. No, it's way more abstract than that. A week ago we all saw weird shit in our reflections, the month before they implanted these fake memories in our heads, trying to get us to believe we'd lived here our whole lives.

[She's intrigued that Lup is so ready to go after the liches herself. That's pretty badass. Carey's inspired.]

That's some nasty stuff. But, hey—if you ever round up a search-and-destroy party to go after these guys, count me in! I wanna stomp on some turbo-liches!

[Funny how trusting this equally interesting woman comes so easily to Lup. She's always gotten along so well with like-minded women who just want to kick ass and have a good time.]

You'll be the first one I call, Carey. No doubt about that. Honestly, only seeing as much as I have, the two of us could probably take 'em all on our own. But, y'know, the boys'll probably cry if we don't leave a piece or two for them.

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