utulien_aure: Fingon (Three)
Findekáno│Fingon the Valiant ([personal profile] utulien_aure) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2017-12-14 11:13 pm

OM NOM NOM (or: The Hadriel Community Kitchen Initiative)

Who: OPEN
What: With the gods out of commission, Hadriel attempts to feed itself
Where: A makeshift firepit, set up on the southwest bank of the river
When: Roughly December 13-26, after Fingon's Network post
Warnings: The threat of starvation, dubious food, possibly slight fire burns.



The Null may begone, but the damage they inflicted remains: to the city's infrastructure, to it's citizens, to the gods themselves. With Sorrow dead and Hope out of commission, one problem in particular is critical: Hadriel's food supply is dwindling, and many lack the skills to catch and cook their own meals.

That's where the fire pit comes in: a great hole dug into the earth for a cooking fire, topped by a metal grate. Use of the pit is open to all in the city: anyone who hunts or gathers food can bring it here to be prepared, and anyone who shows up hungry will be fed.

The pit also serves as a place to find interested hunting partners; in an unfamiliar and extremely harsh environment, it's best not to wander off on your own for too long. Anyone interested in hunting can take a look at a slate set up near the pit: on it is a list of volunteers looking for an expedition to join.


[OOC: This is an open log, so feel free to top-level to your heart's content.]
bythewaves: (regard)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2018-01-09 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
Maglor smiles a little, drawn back into the present and nods.

"Time will tell, one way, or another." He looks over and nods.

"Aye, it looks so. I will ring the bell to let folk know there is a fresh supply of food. What will you do now?"
hot_mes: (what he said)

[personal profile] hot_mes 2018-01-09 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
Besides stuff his face with fish? "Depends on how long we have until the second sun rises," he shrugs. "At that point, it's a good time for a nap."

A nod, and then a brief, "Thanks for the help," before he dives right into that grilled fish in his hand.
bythewaves: (alone)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2018-01-09 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
Maglor looks up at the sky thoughtfully.

"You have a couple of hours, I think, before it comes up. My weather sense is somewhat thrown, but I think I have the rotation more or less right by now."

He shoots him a smile and rings the bell before coming back to help himself.

"You are welcome."