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

[utulien_aure]

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.]

Comments

Maglor | OTA

[bythewaves]

Three Ages of the Sun he has survived, and for much of a goodly portion of it he was homeless. Maglor knows how to hunt, how to trap, how to scavenge. He does better with fishing, and small prey around here is scarce, but he puts what skills he has to good use.

He can be found fishing, or making snares, or on a hunt, or even returning from one! He's quite good at campfire cooking too.

Alana | OTA

[badchoicesmadeeasy]

Around the 13th-15th

She's still shaken. She can't show it, shouldn't, but wouldn't you be?

It's been a few days, there's been a few people, there's been a drastic change of scenery, and the reality of her situation, vague as it might be, has hit her and left her in a panic. Another day, and she's just numb and alone.

There's been people, and they've proved to be helpful and friendly, as little as she knows them right now. She isn't sure she can trust them yet, but, in her life, she's learned you just can't deal with things alone. At some point, you have to reach out.

But that's obviously much easier said than done. But hey, where trust doesn't exist, needs like hungry will sure as fuck give you a push.

Uncertain, watchful, maybe a bit lightheaded, Alana slowly approaches the fire one evening, arms crossed over the other.

She could really eat.


Random

She isn't much of a cook, but she can help. Maybe she can't make fancy meals, but people can eat.

She makes herself useful, helping in making and giving out simple broths and soups.

She's looking for answers about this place, getting them wherever she can.