Event Log: Dust to Dust

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Dust to Dust event
Where: All over the city!
When: January 14th-17th
Warnings: A big ol' mess.

It starts off small: the wind picks up, particles of sand and dirt and dust begin to fill the air. You might not even notice at first, not until you have to wipe the dust off your windows to see outside. After all, it's been a long time since Hadriel has experienced weather, and it's never experienced a weather event not caused by the gods before.

But the gods aren't in charge of the weather now, and even if they could prevent this dust storm, they have way too many other things to do. So it's up to you to deal with it, and as the wind rises and the dust storm moves into the city, there'll be plenty to deal with.

Once the storm is at its peak, it'll be almost impossible to see outside - and it won't be safe to go wandering, either. Entirely besides falling and hurting yourself, if you aren't wrapped up well enough the particles in the air will abrade your skin. Love that sandpaper feel! Oh, and breathing? Yeah, better make sure your nose and mouth are covered, or else they'll be full of sand, too. Hope you've got some goggles stashed away to protect your eyes. Luckily, it won't last too long - 'cause you'll have plenty of cleaning to do once the storm is over.

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Comments

[toiletseat_girl]

So, no matter what, it kills you in the end. That sucks.

[paragonbrosca]

Pretty much, yeah. But if I'm being totally honest here, it's still more time than I'd have gotten before I was recruited. Duncan needed me, but he also did me a favor.

[toiletseat_girl]

Yeah? How so?

[paragonbrosca]

[She shrugs.] Oh, I was going to be executed for impersonating a noble in a fight. I won, but that doesn't matter for shit when you're low-born. I embarrassed them all and they knew it and were going to kill me for it, but Duncan stepped in. So, I traded one sentence for another, more or less.

[toiletseat_girl]

...wow. That's a fuckton of bullshit. You won the fight, didn't that mean anything to those assholes? Anything like "hey, this person's capable, maybe we shouldn't fuck her over?"

[paragonbrosca]

Nope, it didn't mean a damn thing. The Proving's only for nobles and warriors, not 'gutter trash' like me. But the joke's on them, now I'm a Paragon with my own noble House. I bet that really pisses off the hardliners, heh.

[toiletseat_girl]

That's fucked up. But good on you for getting the better of 'em in the end.

[paragonbrosca]

Thanks. So, what should I order to ride out the dust storm? I'm not sure what I'm in the mood for, so help me decide.

[She glances to the window again, shaking her head. Visibility is down to nothing now.]

[toiletseat_girl]

I'd order whiskey. You can never go wrong with whiskey. Maybe a whiskey sour if you like mixed drinks.

[paragonbrosca]

I won't know if I don't try them, right? One whiskey sour, then!

[toiletseat_girl]

I'll have one, too. Might as well, since it doesn't look like we're getting out any time soon.