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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2018-06-10 10:11 am

Intro Log: Snip Snip

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for June
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: June 10th-13th
Warnings: New folks, crabby crabs, bumbershoots


Well, here you are. You've awoken on the ground of a large colosseum, with a cloudy sky above you - oh, and it might be sprinkling a little. It sure seems to drizzle a lot here, though it might take you a few days to figure that out. After the days it'll take you to get adjust to being in another world at all, of course. Welcome to Hadriel!

Feel free to walk around the colosseum a bit to try and get your bearings, but try not to trip over any rocks. They, uh, aren't rocks. This month, the Door has pulled in Lava Crabs and Rock Crabs. These confusing little things look just like rocks when they're in their shells, and they're content to stay that way... until you get close, and they come rushing out at you with their claws out, all ready to snip snip snip. Their hard shells make it difficult to hurt them, though you could always try to knock it off their back - or flip them over and attack their tender underbelly.

That's not the only thing you might trip over, either. Scattered across the ground of the colosseum can be found a variety of super cool and fashionable umbrellas. So if that drizzling rain is starting to annoy you, grab one of those and you'll be dry as dust in no time!

Once you think things are safe, feel free to leave whatever bit of safety you've found. 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 June 10th-13th.
► 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!
circumitus: We know how you feel. (kid you're lost in the wheel)

[personal profile] circumitus 2018-06-11 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Not one to dance or sing either, Rey is tending to a drink of her own as she wanders the lights and party scene. Just because it's not her thing doesn't mean that she's going to deprive the opportunity for others to actually relax somewhere... There are only so many places to hang out here as it is.

Tapping her glass, her steps slow down to a halt when she is near Hella's booth, eyes on the stage and lights.

Seriously, thank god for Alphys for bringing those in.

"It gets better the drunker they get," Rey comments out loud. This woman seems new, though it's hard to tell when she'd spent the last couple weeks isolated on the south island. On the plus side, that experience gave her time to produce new batches of liquor for thirsty patrons, and so she's drinking her most recent whiskey.
queenkiller: (you bring peace to midnight)

[personal profile] queenkiller 2018-06-11 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
It's not often Hella sees a woman of similar stature to herself who isn't Ordennan or an orc, as well as looking as if she's seen just as much battle. Hella, to her credit, is in good spirits for someone that's recently found herself trapped in an entirely different world by new gods. Always new gods. She far preferred when it was just Hieron and when Hieron just had the one.

(But that would be inaccurate, wouldn't it? The others were always there. They just kept to their own little corners of the world.)

But she offers a smile to the other woman and replies, "I've rarely seen someone's skills in anything improve with drink. And," over her beer, she adds before taking a sip, "I don't mean never."

Seriously, she's pretty sure Red Jack just does not get drunk, he's just always the way he is.
circumitus: ...'cause my cocaine successfully went through airport security. (doing a small happy dance)

[personal profile] circumitus 2018-06-11 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
While Rey might not exactly be of equal height to someone like Hella, she is at least far from petite. She also doesn't make any effort to hide the scars and roughness of her appearance, and it's not often even for her to find someone similar. It's almost refreshing as it is unnerving.

"It's less about the skill and more the quality of entertainment."

Thecorner of Rey's mouth pulls into a grin as she takes a drink of whiskey.
queenkiller: (if i go to heaven)

[personal profile] queenkiller 2018-06-11 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
Hella nods, smirk on her lips. "I've never seen a better performance than from someone who thinks they're Samothes' gift to song and who's been so utterly wrong. And I've traveled with an orc whose violin-playing can make people kill each other."

Though that was less about the skill involved and more about the pattern. She's certain he had to practice to get that one right, and is darkly curious about what the recitals looked like.

But Lem isn't here, and she hasn't traveled with him for some time. Not since Nacre. She tries not to dwell too much on that thought, trying to keep the mood light. She takes a swig of her beer.
circumitus: (and i will never be the same)

[personal profile] circumitus 2018-06-12 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
From just two sentences, Hella gave enough information for Rey to work with. Judging by the style of dress and talk of orcs, this lady must be one of those fantasy types. 'Samothes' gift to song'? That speaks for itself without Rey even having to question it.

"Well, never said that it had to be good to be quality -- or entertainment, for that matter. A few drinks in, and some of them almost start sounding good."

Alcohol is magic like that.
queenkiller: (help me go slow)

[personal profile] queenkiller 2018-06-12 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Hella, one of those fantasy types, chuckles a bit at that last comment.

"I wouldn't want to drink too much and wind up joining in." Her reputation as broody and bloodthirsty may never recover. That, and Hella doesn't quite enjoy a total loss of control. She doesn't want to get into any barfights today, thanks.
circumitus: I CAN QUIT ANY FUCKING TIME I WANT. (i'm not drunk YOU'RE drunk)

[personal profile] circumitus 2018-06-13 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
Having the fortitude of a tank has its downsides. Rey can drink like a fish and it'd take longer for the alcohol to take effect than the average person. Perfect for drinking games, not so much if you're in the market for drinking to forget or some other emotional incentive.

"Suit yourself. Take it that means you're up next?" Rey jabs. This lady doesn't seem entirely devoid of a sense of humor.
queenkiller: (an elevator ride)

[personal profile] queenkiller 2018-06-13 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Hella, with enough of a sense of humor to put up with the hyperactive Fero for an entire long journey, is no stranger to getting teased.

"And follow up that?" she says, looking witheringly at whatever poor fool is embarrassing themself up on stage right now. "I'd be doing the audience a disservice."

And Hella Varal simply does not sing. That's not a thing she does. When she overdrinks, she's more likely to get angry than perform.
circumitus: (sunshower)

[personal profile] circumitus 2018-06-15 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
Rey gives an exaggerated shrug before dropping her arm to her side. "Well, at least you could say you tried, and that's what matters."

She pauses then, giving the woman another glance over.

"New here? Always see different faces come in every month." For obvious reasons to most, but not so obvious for the recent arrivals.
queenkiller: (like an allen sky)

[personal profile] queenkiller 2018-06-15 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
A lot of people say that. That trying is what matters. Call her overdramatic, but it reminds her of something, and she simply gives an acknowledging noise and shrugs as well. She takes a sip of beer.

"Oh, we're on a schedule, are we?" she asks, giving away her status as one of those recent arrivals. "Hella Varal."
circumitus: ...'cause my cocaine successfully went through airport security. (doing a small happy dance)

[personal profile] circumitus 2018-06-16 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
Truth be told, Rey has no business making such a bold claim, but for now it's all in good fun. She's a little tipsy, everything is fine. Whatever.

"You could call it that. It's something that usually happens once every month, you get used to it." Though there was that one period where multiple people just appeared and most of them left. The ones that remained... Rey tries not to think about it much. "Name's Rey."

Rey Nolastname.
queenkiller: (i keep death on my mind)

[personal profile] queenkiller 2018-07-01 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Hella knows plenty of people with no last name. Well, at least two people. Really just Throndir, who may not have last names in his culture, and Hadrian, who she's under the impression took a mononym after becoming a paladin as part of his religious order. He's mentioned to her he's had a different name in the past, but never told her what it was exactly. She didn't care to ask.

The point is, Hella doesn't ask any questions now either. She accepts the singular name at face value with a nod.

"Nice to meet you, Rey," she says with another sip. "This place reminds me of my homeland, sort of. An island nation. Though I haven't been back in some time. I... travel a lot."
circumitus: I honestly wish I could say that I was surprised. (so you threw a sword at me last night)

[personal profile] circumitus 2018-07-08 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah?" Rey lifts her brows. "Was always traveling a lot back home, too. Never got used to sitting still in one place for very long, let alone two years."

She's still not used to the fact that she's spent that much time in Hadriel. At times it seems longer, and others are shorter.

"And wouldn't recommend getting comfortable with the island scene. Chances are we're going to be jumping to a new location soon enough."
queenkiller: (up and down)

[personal profile] queenkiller 2018-07-09 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
Hella falters at that. She remembers what Caedra had told her, about the people in charge of this place. Hadriel.

"By the magic of our captors?" she asks, tentatively. A muscle tenses in her jaw.
circumitus: Also I saw a dead man's penis. It's safe to say I will be getting very drunk tonight. (today has been hell.)

[personal profile] circumitus 2018-07-09 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
Instinctively Rey wants to say it's not magic, but when it comes to the gods...

"Yeah, that's pretty much what it is. Don't come from a place where magic is a real thing, and it's still weird as fuck to get used to."
queenkiller: (ill go pound for pound)

[personal profile] queenkiller 2018-07-10 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
When Rey explains her relationship with magic, Hella's interest is visibly piqued. She finishes off her drink and sets it down, wiping her mouth. She's not as tense as she was just moments ago, leaning forward in her seat.

"Where I'm from, magic is a curse on the land. It's rare. But those that use it... Pattern magic is still in common use by the Archivists, but that's different. There is no good use of true magic. It's dangerous."

Fantasmo proved that to the rest of them when he turned out to be a construct. Ever since the trouble in Rosemerrow, Hella's stance on magic has doubled down.

Magic comes in many forms in Hieron; there is divine magic of the gods, and pattern magic or semiotics, and there's whatever Fero is, but it's the true magic of the university's remains that cause Hella the most unease. And it feels much the same as the Door's power to transport people into this place -- the whole thing reminds her strongly of Arrell's pocket universes. Pocket universes and false gods, as Caedra explained.

"I'd feel blessed to be from a place that hasn't been touched by it," is how she finishes her thought, eyes traveling away from her focus on Rey, a little awkward in their retreat.