Henry "Hotspur" Percy (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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hadriel_logs2018-03-15 03:25 pm
hotspurred) wrote in hadriel_logs2018-03-15 03:25 pm
am I the caller of your keep
Who: Guardsmen & you!
What: A open catch-all for the Guard HQ for the month.
Where: Guard HQ
When: March 10th – April 9th
Warnings: TBA
A month after construction finished, the Guard HQ is in great shape. While it retains an air of newness, it's also starting to look settled into.
A sofa by the entrance, in clear sight of the office off to the right, provides a place for visitors to wait if they wish to speak with a guardsman. The office itself is made up of a variety of scavenged tables and chairs, inconsistent in style but providing every guardsman a space to do paperwork and occupy while manning headquarters. Beyond the office is a small meeting room, as well as a separate lounge for guardsmen to socialise and eat in, filled with a handful of comfortable chairs and a low table. Off to the left side of the building is a large, open training area, for guardsmen to train, spar and offer lessons within, safe from the overbearing heat outside. Beyond that is a storage room. A set of stairs at the back lead up to the roof, which serves as the northern watchtower. Like the standalone watchtowers that cover the other cardinal directions, it provides shelter from the elements as well as windows that allow a clear view, wide enough to be shot or fired from with ranged weapons.
The front door is always unlocked.
What: A open catch-all for the Guard HQ for the month.
Where: Guard HQ
When: March 10th – April 9th
Warnings: TBA
A month after construction finished, the Guard HQ is in great shape. While it retains an air of newness, it's also starting to look settled into.
A sofa by the entrance, in clear sight of the office off to the right, provides a place for visitors to wait if they wish to speak with a guardsman. The office itself is made up of a variety of scavenged tables and chairs, inconsistent in style but providing every guardsman a space to do paperwork and occupy while manning headquarters. Beyond the office is a small meeting room, as well as a separate lounge for guardsmen to socialise and eat in, filled with a handful of comfortable chairs and a low table. Off to the left side of the building is a large, open training area, for guardsmen to train, spar and offer lessons within, safe from the overbearing heat outside. Beyond that is a storage room. A set of stairs at the back lead up to the roof, which serves as the northern watchtower. Like the standalone watchtowers that cover the other cardinal directions, it provides shelter from the elements as well as windows that allow a clear view, wide enough to be shot or fired from with ranged weapons.
The front door is always unlocked.
no subject
[A look of disbelief crosses Henry's face.]
How could anyone survive such a fall?
[Armour or not.]
no subject
[He shrugs.]
Don't get me wrong. It's dangerous as fuck and most people don't even make it to the landing before they got offed by ground defenses. Sometimes we launched from pods, but my captain, he liked to free jump. Said you could control the descent that way.
no subject
[There's a mix of suspicion and awe in his tone, like he's not entirely convinced it's true, but it makes a good enough story that he's willing to listen regardless of any doubts.]
What is your armour made of? How much does it weigh?