hadriel_logs | Intro Log: Fly, My Pretties!

What: The intro log for May
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: May 10th-14th
Warnings: Flying monkeys! New friends! Prosthetic limbs!

Here in Hadriel, we do introductions right. That means dumping you on the ground of an old Roman-style Colosseum with a bunch of scary monsters and also a bunch of weird shit. Your monster of the day happens to be Winged Monkeys, more commonly known as flying monkeys, from the Wizard of Oz and affiliated stories!

As you may have been able to guess, these creatures can fly and they're rather intelligent- intelligent enough to wield spears and daggers as crude weapons and strong enough to pick someone right up off the ground and fly with them to a perch, where they'll... you know, stab them with their knives and stuff.

Why? We don't know. It's Hadriel.

Just in case you lose a couple of limbs in the process of escaping these critters, we've got you covered. Scattered around the newbies are prosthetic limbs for various body parts. These limbs are all fully functional, even if they look a bit... odd, so if you've lost an arm or two, or a leg, or even a pinkie finger, feel free to grab one and try to figure out how to use it!

Good job dealing with those monkeys! It's kind of a weird thing to be threatening, but clearly someone was afraid of them once. Once you're done, you can explore the rest of the city! Find a house, a new monster, a project to help with, or simply scavenge for supplies. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers May 10th-14th.
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Me too. I've been looking for the beings that brought us here, but they're not easy to track down.

[Not counting the network, which he refuses to. That whole system strikes him as idiotic.]

[ Consider his interest peaked. ]

What do you hope to achieve once you find them?

[ Kylo has more than a few thoughts on how such an encounter could go. Even if everything he's learned since arriving indicates it would never be so simple. ]

I don't know yet.

[Says Quentin, matter of factly.]

But I'm getting out of here and I don't give a shit what that takes or about what this bullshit pocket dimension is up to. You can't suck randoms in and use them as batteries. This isn't my first time commiting deicide.

[ A bold claim. One Kylo finds difficult to accept for a variety of reasons, first and foremost his own lack of belief in divine beings of any kind, here or otherwise. ]

They must not have been very powerful gods.

[ His tone is more curious than insulting but it does little to soften the words themselves. ]

[That actually makes Quentin laugh.]

Either you're being deliberately needling or you've got worse social skills than me.

It doesn't matter, anyways; all we need to know is whether these ones here are close enough that the same principles apply.

[ Both. Definitely both.

Kylo’s expression sours briefly at the sound of laughter. Mockery is not a feeling which ever sits well on him. ]

Fine.

[ If nothing else, they both appear to be on Team #killthegods. That's enough commonality to keep his interest regardless of any other doubts. ]

How did you slay the previous ones?

You need to take steps to imbue a blade with tremendous power. We used coins as a focus. It wasn't work I did myself, so I'll have to reverse engineer it.

[But he's sure that's possible, given time.]

If killing them is even necessary. Can't hurt to start the process, though; I'd like to go into this conversation with leverage.

[ The description provided sounds more like the plot of a questionably written holobook than a real plan. Still, he is interested. Even a brief time here has shown people with abilities unseen and unheard of within his own realm. Ones that seem to move outside of the Force itself. It stands to reason this could be another of them.

As unnerving a concept as that is, Kylo is eager to know more. Eventually. For now, he focuses instead on the last statement. ]

I agree.

[ Few others have been so open about going against the rulers of this place. It’s honestly a bit of a relief to hear. ]

One of their number has already fallen. Temporarily, at least. It may not require so specific a process.

Which one? I haven't heard that story.

[But he'd like to, honestly.]

What happened?

[Any little bit of information can help.]

[ Yeah, about that... ]

Sorrow. It occurred sometime before our arrival. The guide mentioned the event but failed to provide any details. [ Or much of anything else. ] It’s likely the network has more information.

[ But he’s had neither the time nor inclination to filter through a week of meaningless content to find it. ]

I'll review it. In the meantime, maybe we should start on his temple, if it's still standing.

[While he pulls out his device to try to activate that map.]

[ On one hand, this endeavor is unlikely to achieve anything. On the other, it’s still a more productive use of time than anything else he’s done so far, even if it does prove to be nothing more than a temporary balm to the feelings of uselessness and conflict simmering within him still. ]

All right.

[ He waits while the other man checks the communicator, taking a moment to disarm and attach the lightsaber hilt to his belt. It’s about as close to a gesture of good intent one can expect from Kylo Ren. ]

Okay.

[Says Quentin, turning in place, orienting himself to the right direction.]

I'm Quentin.

[ The introduction warrants a brief nod of acknowledgment before they start towards the temple. ]

Kylo Ren.

[ With the barest of pleasantries taken care of, Kylo falls silent. Temporarily, at least, as they start to make their way through the city. ]

Edited 2018-05-15 06:00 (UTC)

[Quentin is quiet as they walk, only pausing once or twice to figure out directions.]

Through here, I think.

[ As they arrive, Kylo takes a moment to observe. The structure in front of them shows little resemblance to any temple or spiritual destination he can recall—dark or light. Yet there’s no doubt in his mind that this is the place. Its very design seems to represent being supposedly tied to it. Sorrow.

He walks forward steadily forward only to falter at the entrance itself. ]

There’s... something here. A presence.

[ A compulsion, rather. He senses its energy in the Force before it hits. As it does, he takes a step back, fighting against the sudden weight of misery. ]

Be careful.

It's really- tangible, isn't it?

[Says Quentin, much more quietly now. He thinks of Alice, and everything he left behind.]

Jesus.

[Another couple of steps forward.]

I don't know if it's right that we should be here. [He isn't the kind of person who stops walking on just a suspicion, though. He moves deeper inside, glancing back over his shoulder at him, then up and at the ceiling, taking in the architecture.] It's like nothing from my home.

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[ Kylo takes a harsh breath, centering himself. The pressure isn’t particularly strong but when it has so much to pull from... ]

There are places in the galaxy with similar effects.

[ Lands where the balance of the Force is tipped too far to one side or the other can be... difficult, on individuals sensitive enough to detect them. He’s studied a handful of them and encountered the sensation itself a few times. Usually, the consequences are minor or even beneficial. An improved connection with the side you choose to draw from, for example.

But that’s not always the case. ]

Though none of them felt like this.

[ Feeling steadier, he pushes ahead as well. ]

It feels like death.

[He says, which isn't just an expression, it's a literal fact- this feels like how it felt to walk into the afterlife.]

And I can't block it out.

[He should normally be able to resist this.]

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