hadriel_logs | INTRO LOG: BLACK CATS & WALKING UNDER LADDERS

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for February.
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: February 10th-13th
Warnings: Fresh meat, creepy moving shadows, terrible luck, the screams of your loved ones.

Welcome to Hadriel, new friends. While waking up on the ground of a broken colosseum may not be the most pleasant arrival, you can at least find comfort in the fact that there's no giant monster immediately attempting to eat you. Plenty of the people already here will tell you that they weren't quite so lucky. But - wait. Is that something moving in the shadows, or is it just your imagination?

Of course it's not just your imagination. That would be way too easy. No, arriving along with everyone this time are wraiths, vengeful spirits that enjoy darkness, shadows, and misery. On the plus side, they won't try to kill you. On the minus side, their touch chills you and saps your energy, as well as inflicting a temporary curse of awful luck. Anything that can go wrong, will, including (and especially) things that might kill you. Wraiths are subtle and sneaky, so be sure to watch your back. That shadow isn't just a shadow.

Compounding the confusion the wraiths can cause, you just might wake up to the sound of chattering voices - only to be quite alone. A small flock of jabberjays has come through the Door as well. These genetically engineered birds are capable of mimicking entire human voices and conversations - as well as screams of terror and pain. Initially only in the arena and bringing only conversations from their world, they'll soon settle throughout the city and begin to learn the voices of those living in Hadriel. Your best friend screaming bloody murder just a street over? It could be them, or it could just be one of these lovely birds. Don't let it stress you out.

Once you've escaped the colosseum, hopefully without accidentally impaling yourself on your own weapon, feel free to go explore the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers February 10th-13th.
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"Deep roads?" Lloyd tips his head to one side consideringly at the question, but it doesn't sound familiar in any case. The girl doesn't look familiar either, for that matter, Lloyd's pretty certain he hasn't run into any elves in Hadriel until now, and considering the time of month there's a good chance she's new around here.

Sera might be arrowless, but Lloyd has two swords strapped to his hips and a very large... dog? by his side, and he gives her an apologetic look as he shakes his head and answers, "No, sorry, I've never heard of Deep Road. This place is called Hadriel."

And then he offers her a smile. "I guess you're probably new here, huh?"

"Well I've never heard of Hadrigal," Sera retorts, deliberately mispronouncing the name as though being rude is going to make up for the fact that this person doesn't know the Deep Roads. Like anyone normal should.

She eyes the .... thing at his side warily for a moment before looking back at him. (She's also privately deciding which should get the ale in the face and which should get the mug smashed over their head, should this go sideways.) "New," she repeats. "Never seen this place, if that's what you're asking. 'New' means staying. I'm not staying." She nods towards the dog thing. "What's that?"

Lloyd nods agreeably enough to Sera's claim and doesn't appear to even so much as twitch over the mispronounced name. Who was to say that wasn't how it was supposed to be pronounced all along and Lloyd had been getting it wrong, it's not like he was from around here any more than Sera was.

"All of us started by being new here, I guess. And I think most of us are trying to get home, too. Some actually managed it, but..." He shrugs and looks to the side, suddenly uncomfortable and trying not to think too hard about Zelos.

It's a losing battle, more days than not.

He perks up a bit at Sera's question though, smiling proudly as he gestures at the creature by his side. "This is my dog, Noishe!"

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