hadriel_logs | INTRO LOG: FACE OFF

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for November. Don't get your face eaten!
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: November 10th-17th
Warnings: Monster-related violence, people lamps, general unpleasantness, mass confusion.

You wake up on the hard earth of the colosseum. By the state of things and the various aches and pains in your body, you've probably been passed out there for awhile. A few things should immediately become clear to you upon an initial assessment.
1. You're not alone
2. You're near other people who look to be in a similar state.
3. You're also near an assortment of human shaped lamps.
4. You're also near something that skitters off into the shadows of the colosseum.
Of all of these alarming things, the skittery object might be your largest concern. Be wary when turning corners or shutting out the lights: the Hunters work best when your vision is obscured, so their gelatinous form is even harder to spot. Their main goal will be to kill people of course, though they prefer to hide in corners and smaller rooms. Watch out when trying to work through the halls of the colosseum to find the outdoors- they're surprisingly quick, and they prefer to kill their prey by opening their face-flaps and wrapping their mouths around your head. Fun!

More information on Hunters can be found here!

Second largest concern? Maybe it's the people lamps. Maybe it's the actual people around you. Whatever it is, be sure to familiarize yourself with it quickly. The devil you know is better than the devil you don't, after all.

All done with the horrible monsters and awkward greetings? Try your hand at exploring the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies until your little heart is content. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers November 10th-17th.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well!
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[ Arya's mouth drops, just a tiny bit. She's usually very controlled about her emotions, but this -- this is like wildfyre. ]

I do not. I am not a pyromancer. Are you?

A whatmancer? Pyro-- fire. No, I am not a fire dancer. Anyone can do this. See? Let me show you.

[She moved to stand by the girl, bending a little and pointing at the round nozzle on the can.]

This is where the hairspray comes out. [Because of course it was hairspray] See like this.

[Spritz. Totally harmless.]

But, is flammable, so, when you put lighter in front of it and spray--

[Another jet of flame, aimed away from them.]

Like so.

[ Arya makes a grab for the hairspray. ]

Might I try? That's like a miracle. A miracle-weapon. But why is it called hairspray? I don't want fire in my hair.

[Helena will hand it over, making sure the girl has it pointed the right way.]

That is what is in this can. It is for vain ladies trying to be what they are not. Sticky for the hair to keep it in place. Is stupid. But... it makes good jelly monster killer for now.

[ Arya takes the can and looks at it quizzically, before trying a few sprays. It smells awful, and she wrinkles her nose. ]

It's easy to pretend to be what you are not even without this. Is it for stupid ladies, as well?

[ She thinks her sister would have liked this. If she was a girl with a sister anymore. ]

Stupid, not so stupid. It does not matter. Ladies are vain and put in hair gunk and lipstick to look like painted whores for men who toss them away like garbage. They should find better things to do.

[ Arya nods. She understands that perfectly well. Once upon a time, she had a sister like that, and even though Sansa wasn't really stupid, she could sure act like it. ]

A girl is better off making sure she knows how to survive. Either with fire, or fists, or blades.

A girl is smart to know these things.

[Helena nodded back.]

Now, try for fire. Do not hold down too long. And be sure there is spray in can before you use it. Always. Otherwise, the monsters will eat you before you realize it.

[ She nods, and takes the lighter and the can of vain-spray. She gives it a good, hard look. This is about concentration. If the timing is off, the fire will not come, and Arya will appear weak. She can't have that.

She gives the lighter a flick, the can a spray, and a fire ignites.

Arya grins. ]

This is good.

It is. But do not waste it. Wait until it is close enough for you to hit. These are not forever cans. But...

[She turned and rifled in the bag she had, pulling out another can.]

Here is another. Just in case.

[ Arya accepts the can, holding it tight. It is at once a gift and a weapon, and therefore doubly important. Not so important as Needle, because she doesn't know this woman well, but it's similar. Arya thinks she could like her, if she came to trust her. That's a big if, though. ]

Thank you. I shall not waste it.

No wasting. Better to use as weapon than to try to lure mens in. Mens are lured in easily. Red lips and pretty paint and they fall like useless sacks. This is better. More fun.

I don't lure with red paint. I can deceive in other ways. [ She is a cat, she is an innocent girl, she is an assassin. She is whatever she needs to be, but deep down, she is no one. That's why it's so easy to change face. ]

Do you know what you will do here?

Good.

[The idea of one as young as Helena thought Arya was doing anything to lure in men would have made her have to stab someone in the face, but... things weren't going that way, so everything was good.

She answered with a shrug, pulling out another can and lighter for herself.]

Stay alive. Find those that have trapped us. Kill them and go home. They took my baby from inside me and I will get it back.

We've been trapped by gods. One of Hope, and one of Fear. The two gods are rivals and rather silly, but clearly, they have some degree of power.

[ Arya frowns. The baby is probably dead, and she doubts this woman is a necromancer. ]

You may have to battle the gods. Are you strong enough?

I am as strong as I will need to be when I face these gods and gouge their eyes from their heads.

[Said with supreme conviction.]

You can't gouge the eyes of gods. They're gods. Their eyes probably aren't even real.

[ Gods, lady, have you ever met a god? It's not as easy to fight them as you think it is. There's the whole omnipotence thing you have to deal with, you know. ]

We will see. Many think power keeps them safe. Power can be a lie.

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