Intro Log: Fly, My Pretties!

[hadrielmods]

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.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
► All characters arrive with phones that have network communication and the newbie guide installed.
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!

Comments

[roseofthetyrells]

Well, you should. They're all from Westeros and they're very kind. Perhaps you can come over for supper?

[Arya was here for a while when Margaery was here, during the tail end of the Null attack. she left not long after]

Memories can be awfully tricky things.

[zen_en_vert]

Thank you, that'd be lovely.

[He remembers that part, that community is incredibly important if you want to make it here. You need support, or you crumble alone.]

I'll have to get back into scavenging, won't I?

[More things he doesn't miss.]

[roseofthetyrells]

I hope you like spaghetti with tomato sauce. Or I could make a vegetable stew?

[she's learned that, too. she was used to only having allies in Westeros. she's found that she likes having friends better]

For some things, yes. Though, if you need clothing, I run the Sewing Shop here.

[zen_en_vert]

I don't eat meat, if I have a choice.

[Is the only thing he thinks he should say.]

But I'll eat anything else. And I'll have to come by.

[Because looking down at his ragged clothes- they need some work.]

[roseofthetyrells]

Neither do I. There are rumors that the meat at the shops is tainted. I'd rather not run the risk.

[she even knows what the proper term for those who don't eat meat is]

Please do. I'm familiar with more modern styles of clothing, so I'll be able to make you whatever you like.

[well, she wasn't going to say anything]

[zen_en_vert]

I remember what it's like, to make this place work. Mismatched socks, scrounged community meals in those strange, round houses.

[Shaking his head, lightly.]

Did I already ask how long you've been here?

[roseofthetyrells]

Fortunately, it seems as though things have improved significantly since then, but the so-called gods are always up to something. And now we have the Null to worry about again.

[she looks at him with mild concern]

I think I've been here eight months. It's so terribly hard to judge time here.

[zen_en_vert]

You used to be able to go by the waves of arrivals. They came once a month.

[He wouldn't be surprised if things have changed.]

We'd get the clinic ready for a rush.

[roseofthetyrells]

[she counts in her head a moment and smiles]

Then I was right! Counting my first month, it's been eight months exactly. It's hard to believe I've been here so long.

[some things never change]

Oh, you worked at the clinic? I've only been there to visit friends, but its staff seems kind.

[zen_en_vert]

I started the first one. The, uh, demolished one.

[The version she's not walking him to.]

[roseofthetyrells]

Oh! Then you must be pleased to know it's doing so well.

[Margaery is still confused by the different types of doctor versus everything being handled by a maester, but the doctors seem to know what they're doing]

[zen_en_vert]

I'm extremely glad. [He says, and this is true. Doubly relieved it sounds like there's an actual medical staff and not just him winging it any more.] Although I'm sorry it sounds like we still need it.

[roseofthetyrells]

[she knows of at least one full-time doctor and a healer, not counting the volunteers who know enough to be helpful] I know that new arrivals day can be hectic and they were pushed to their limits by the Null invasion. And there will always be people getting ill of one thing or another.

[zen_en_vert]

That's an inevitability.

[He agrees, and pauses, as their path finally takes them to the clinic itself.]

Thank you so much for your help, Margaery.

[roseofthetyrells]

It was my pleasure, Doctor Banner. I'll let you know when you can come over for dinner.

[she bobs a little curtsey]