hadriel_logs | Intro Log: Welcome to Your New Home

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for December
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: December 10th-12th
Warnings: New folks, fire everywhere, and there are still killer robots on the loose

As far too many others have in the past, you wake up on the sandy ground of the colosseum, the stone ceiling of the cave stretching high overhead. But this is probably the first time this has happened to you - and even if it isn't, things are even more chaotic than usual right now. You've come at a weird time, friend.

The first thing you might see when you wake up is a salamander, or maybe a lot of salamanders. These amphibious creatures may be kind of cute, they're also incredibly flammable. Anything that brushes up against them has a very good chance of lighting on fire, so keep your distance, and make sure all your stuff keeps its distance too. Oh, and maybe keep them from crawling into the city to light that on fire, too. And in case that isn't enough warmth for you, you can also find a collection of different socks scattered around the arena. So that's... nice.

Of course, you've come at a remarkably bad time. A whole army of evil AI robot creatures recently attacked the city, and all you newcomers have arrived just as the attack is winding down. Does that mean you're not in too much danger? Of course not! There are still Null running around, and while they will ignore you if you ignore them, the second you attack them or deliberately get in their way they'll turn on you too. On top of that, the city itself has been devastated by the attack, with buildings destroyed and people killed. Welcome to Hadriel, let's hope no one tries to use you as a distraction while you're confused and frightened.

Once things calm down, the city's going to be on a different world - but you'll still have a life to live. You can 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 December 10th-12th.
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[during Arya's wanderings, she'll happen across a young woman wearing a torn and tattered remains of a dress (the one on the right). Her hair is a mess and she has visible bandages in some of the gaps on the dress, but she's fighting a stray Null using a sword and a very non-Westerosi style of swordplay.

she spots the young girl getting too close to her fight and calls out]

Stay behind me! I'm the one it wants dead, not you.

[ Arya's not sure what to make of the woman in front of her. The dress looks like one that would be worn in her own world, and the sword looks completely out of place with it. She'd like to think that, if she'd remained in a position to be forced into dresses as she grew up, she'd have still had been able to adapt to combat like that. ]

It's all right, I can help.

[ She draws her knife, leaping forward, not wanting to distract the woman's attention from the fight by having to shield her. ]

[joining in the fight was the last thing Margaery wanted as it now puts the girl in danger from all of the Null still in Hadriel. (and she knows the girl's accent is of the North, but that's inconsequential in the wake of battle) but what's done is done]

Aim for deep in its belly! There's something inside there that makes it stop working!

[in the meantime, Margaery blocks its "hands" from being able to reach the girl using her sword, one hand on the hilt, the other placed on the flat side of the blade, braces herself against the ground, and pushes back against it as hard as she can]

[ Arya nods, lunging for the Null's stomach and using all of her strength to shove the knife as far as she can into the thing. She's not used to facing opponents head on like this and having to use what little brute strength she had, but she wasn't about to let this thing beat her. ]

[Margaery manages to hold the Null in place long enough for Arya to stab it in its CPU. the Null goes limp and falls backwards, away from both of them]

Thank you for your assistance. Unfortunately, now all of the Null still here will see you as an enemy and attack. [she eyes the dagger] Perhaps we should go to the armory and see if we can find a better weapon for you?

[ She doesn't seem too bothered about the Null viewing her as an enemy - she has plenty already, so what's one more? She perks up at the idea of getting a better weapon, having been stuck with almost nothing ever since Needle had been taken from her. ]

I can use a sword, or a bow.

[well, these enemies are big, mechanical, and have cutters on their hands. she is pointedly Not Mentioning who she is until after the crisis is over]

We should have those to choose from. Do you prefer a regular bow or a crossbow?

I've never used a crossbow before. Maybe just a regular one for now.

[ She sounds a little disappointed as she'd love to play around with a crossbow, but she knows that it's better to stick with what she knows for now so as to better defend herself. ]

[they've arrived at the armory and Margaery opens the door]

Yes, that would be smart, to stick with what you know. However, I'd recommend a sword for use against the Null. Granted, it means you have to fight in close quarters against them, but they seem to pierce the Null's metal shell better.

What are they? They don't look like any suits of armor I've ever seen.

[ She gravitates toward the smaller, lighter swords, picking up a couple to test their balance before putting them back as she feels bad choosing something that's too similar to Needle. ]

They're a form of mechanical life. They have no bodies as we know them. What one knows, the rest of them know. That's why I warned you that the rest will now see you as a threat and try to kill you [gives her a little, conspiratorial smile] and why we're arming you so that they can't. We can stick together, too, if you like?

[she watches the girl test swords. she's certain by now that she's from the North, but she doesn't know who she is. she knows she'll have to ask eventually and tell her who she is and she's not looking forward to the reaction]

[ The closest that Arya can relate to the idea of mechanical life is the stories of ghosts that Old Nan used to tell her and her siblings, and that in this case there are spirits in the complex metal shells. She knows that's not right, and it's frustrating to her that she doesn't quite understand, but she's content to kill them now and understand it properly later.

She eventually settles on a sword with a thicker edge than Needle, something halfway between the fine blade of a water dancer and a lighter version of a broadsword that a squire to a Westerosi knight might carry. ]

It'll need a name. All the best swords have names. But I can think of one later.

[ For now she's excited by the prospect of sticking together with Margaery, both because she's keen to stay close to someone who knows the layout of the city and because it's a novel experience to her to find another woman who knows how to fight. She smiles in return, nodding. ]

I'd like that.

[spirits in metal shells would be the closest comparison Margaery can think of, either. but for now, yes, it's best to kill them now and figure out what they are later.

Margaery nods her approval of the blade. it seems a good fit for the girl and long enough to reach the Nulls' CPUs]

There will be plenty of time to think of a name later. For now, survival is key.

[Margaery doesn't go looking for Null to fight. she doesn't have to. they come looking for her. as long as Arya sticks close, she'll have plenty of Null to choose from]

So would I. [gestures to the door] Shall we?

[ She nods, tucking the sword into her belt and opening the door. ]

Are there many of these Null?

[Margaery checks out the door for oncoming Null. so far, so good. doesn't mean it's going to stay that way]

Quite a few, but since the city moved they've been unable to send reinforcements. We're just killing the last of them now.

[ Arya peers round the doorway, stepping out into the street when she's sure it's clear. ]

What will happen after they're defeated?

[Margaery leaves the armory, making sure that her companion is by her side]

We rebuild. They've already destroyed the clinic, the guard headquarters, and the library. The clinic and the guard headquarters in particular will be essential to rebuild as quickly as possible...

[her voice trails off as she spots a Null in the distance. it apparently sees them as well and heads towards them]

Two on one. Good odds for us, but remember those razors at the ends of their hands.

Intro Log: Welcome to Your New Home

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