Intro Log: Off my chest

[hadrielmods]

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for April.
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: April 10th-13th
Warnings: Newbies, explosions, and things that are definitely treasure chests and not evil monsters out to get you.

Welcome to your first day in Hadriel! Enjoy your surroundings, meet your fellow travelers, and be sure to start exploring so you can collect as much loot as possible!

On the ground around you may notice bang snaps, scattered haphazardly. Try not to step on any of them, or you might burn your feet! Feel free to gather them up and use these baby fireworks however you see fit; there are dozens strewn about on the ground. Popping them will emit clouds of smoke of various colors, and... well, not much else.

Is there anything else lurking around? Glad you asked! If you look around, you may find a few innocent-looking treasure chests. Which you know, normally means free loot- except, in Hadriel, nothing is quite the way it's advertised of course and the chests are actually dangerous mimics. Mimics- often disguised as treasure chests- are monsters with surprisingly quick movements and gaping maws filled with teeth. They exist to try and fool an unlucky traveler into thinking they've gotten something good... only to lunge at them in their moment of triumph and prove that life is actually terrible and nothing comes for free.

Good luck!

Once you've managed your daring escape from the colosseum, feel free to go explore the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers April 10th-13th.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well!
► All characters now arrive with phones that have network communication.
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!

Comments

[foundafamily]

At least this guy is like him and Rey--he doesn't seem to accept the claim that they're gods. Firo notes that, thinking that maybe he's not too bad a guy.

"I haven't actually seen one out on the street, but yeah. They've got temples all over the place, and then Delight's got a bar and Rage has an armory."

He waves impatiently for Carlisle to start walking again. Come on, man, there's booze waiting for you!

[tongueamok]

Uttering an apology under his breath, Carlisle starts walking again, his pace only marginally faster.

"I must admit that neither a bar, nor an armory sounds like a very sacred place. Then again, these gods themselves don't sound like very holy beings to begin with."

[foundafamily]

He snorts. "Come on. You think anybody actually gives a shit about what's holy? At the end of the day, they all want those kinda things, whether they're pretendin' to be gods or good churchgoing citizens or what."

He turns again. His tone isn't impatient, exactly, but he doesn't sound excited at the prospect. "Am I gonna need to carry you?"

[tongueamok]

There's a second where Carlisle clearly wants to retort about holiness and gods, but he just doesn't have it in him when he's barely keeping up as it is.

"I refuse to s- suffer such an embarrassment," he says, finally catching up to Firo, "especially after having nearly had m- my arm torn off by a box."

[foundafamily]

"Good." The question wasn't a test or anything, but Firo's pleased to see that the man has some pride.

He's polite enough, at least, to hold the bar door open for Carlisle when they finally reach it.

With feigned innocence, he asks, "Were you gonna say something?"

[tongueamok]

Carlisle leans on the frame of the door as he steps inside; he can feel his muscles stiffening, overexertion from his magic setting in. "I was... going to..."

And he trails off again as he takes a look at the bar. The atmosphere alone is inviting, the yellow glow of the lights warm, relaxing, encouraging them to step inside. The stone walls make it feel a lot like home -- the fact that there are visible bottles all around even more so.

"Nevermind. I want a drink. Now." He has earned one.

[foundafamily]

"Go ahead," Firo steps back out of the way and gestures toward the bar.

"Ask for anything you can think of--they might not have it, but she said she could make anything if people described it." So there's likely a whole array by now, because the citizens of Hadriel were eager for their booze.

He starts over now and leans his elbows back on the bar, watching to see what Carlisle will order. If he can make it off the door.