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

[magician_king]

She was- we thought she had been killed.

Luckily that wasn't entirely right. But it took a few years to find out.

[myrealname]

[that brings Jane up short]

Oh. Fuck. I'm sorry.

You had to rescue her?

[magician_king]

Yeah, basically. Build another body to put her soul back into. It's a weird situation.

[myrealname]

You can do that with magic? It sounds unreal.

[magician_king]

You can if you have some help, and some time to research, and some pretty impressive resources. It was an expensive spell. Like a hundred thou for a supply of ununoctium.

[And, stopping at a shop front.]

This looks promising. How about we start in here?

[myrealname]

Expensive? Spells cost money? Or [she sounds it out carefully] ununoctium?

[she takes a look around the shop. it looks like it has a good variety of things]

Works for me. Looking for anything in particular?

[magician_king]

Ingredients are expensive.

[Clarifying.]

I want some food, and some potable water.

[myrealname]

That doesn't exactly sound fair.

[she thought magic was just something you could--poof!--do. not something that required ingredients]

Food sounds like a good idea. I haven't eaten since my flight from London and I dunno if that qualified as food.

[magician_king]

Magic is definitely never, ever fair.

[He says, stepping through the doorway, going to a shelf. He picks up a package of biscuits.]

This looks edible?

[myrealname]

That's disappointing. I was hoping something would be.

[she follows him in, examining the food on offer]

Yeah, it does. So does this. [she says, tossing a can of pineapple from hand to hand]

[magician_king]

We need some kind of bag.

[There's more besides, but the carrying will be the struggle. He goes to paw around in the back.]

[myrealname]

Yeah, I don't think I can just carry all of this shit in my arms. A bag would be nice.

[she goes to join him, uncovering a surprising amount of those little sacks they put wine bottles in, but not much in the way of grocery bags]

[magician_king]

Well, that's awkward, but I guess it'll work.

[He says, looking from them to the shape of the cans.]

Let's pack.

[myrealname]

Yeah, we're gonna have to carry handfuls of these things.

[they'll fit maybe three cans each?]

I'm looking for fruit, vegetables, and meat. But not fish. I don't eat fish. What are you looking for?

[magician_king]

This is an apocalypse. I don't think we get preferences.

[Points out Quentin, focusing on just getting everything he can.]

[myrealname]

You really think it's that bad?

[she asks, filling her bags mostly with cans of fruit and chicken. she finds a box of teabags and figures she can tuck it under her arm]

[magician_king]

Hundred percent, yeah.

[He promises, with a grimace, loading his own up, tucking a last few cans into his pockets.]

And it's probably going to get worse.