Event Log: Flu Season

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters
What: The event log for the Flu Season event
Where: All over the city
When: March 20th-March 30th
Warnings: Gross sneezing, sick people, and paranoia

It starts with a cough, a sneeze, a sore throat - something small and simple, easily ignored. But then your symptoms get worse. It's probably been awhile since you've been sick, that sort of thing doesn't usually happen here. You might be able to raid the shops for some tissues and tea before it gets too bad, and hopefully you've got a friend to help out until you get better. Surely it'll be over soon, right?

Until the fever sets in, and you start to understand why your friend is really there. They don't want to take care of you. They want to make sure this is the last anyone will ever see of you. They want to learn all your secrets. They want to steal your most precious possession. You know they're plotting against you, you know they're keeping something from you. What will you do to find out what it is?

Then, as the sickness fades, you realize it was all in your mind. Let's hope you didn't do or say anything too awful. But that friend of yours... they seem to have picked up your cough. Maybe you should help them out?

► This log covers March 20th-March 30th.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well
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Comments

[so_dark_a_road]

"You did? I was hearing about objects from our own worlds turning up mysteriously in Hadriel, but I never looked for any. I was too busy at the time. Maybe it was a blade I had made for my brother? I used to experiment with metal alloys, trying to produce weapons that not only looked spectacular but could cut ferociously and would not break, no matter what." He is rather pleased that one of his brothers found it, whatever it was.

He catches that look of surprise and curiosity. Of course he does assume that Ivar has a life and ambitions and work of his own. How else could it be? Two minutes of knowing this son of Ragnar is enough to make that obvious.

"A Viking? A word that strikes the ears like the chime of steel." He grins. He doesn't know the language, but he is marvelously sensitive to the way sounds contribute to meaning. "You are a great leader, then. Tell me, what wars have you fought? What conquests have you sought?"

They have something in common, then.