INTRO LOG: FACE OFF

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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!
► 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

[smited]

[ oh, look. dorian said the magic word!! pup barks and wags his tail a little faster, ears perking up.

cullen just sighs. ]

Yes, he knows how to fetch. Do you want the stick we've been using?

[ it is damp with doggie slobber, but it's a good stick. ]

[sparkler]

[It's horrible, it'll get dog spit all over Dorian's hands. He eyes the stick, reaches out to take it with only his thumb and forefinger, gingerly.]

It can't be helped, I suppose it'll do.

[And he flings the stick - not particularly far, but considering he's throwing it so oddly, he does pretty well.]

Bring me that awful stick, Valerius!

[smited]

[ it's an odd enough throw that it has cullen muffling a snort of laughter. ]

You call that playing fetch?

[ he whistles sharply and pup trots over to him, stick in his mouth. cullen grabs it, heedless of the slobber and holds it out to dorian. ]

Do I need to show you how to do this?

[sparkler]

As that won't require me to touch a stick coated in dog spit again, yes. You ought to show me.

[Dorian is perhaps not particularly suited for playing with dogs. But the creature is rather charming, he has to admit - not aloud, of course.]

Do all you Fereldans learn this sort of thing? Around when they teach you to walk and talk?

[smited]

[ cullen rolls his eyes, but throws the stick as far as he can. which is a great deal further than dorian threw it. ]

It's just common sense, really. The more running and energy involved, the more fun it is for the dog. [ and the mabari certainly seems to enjoy sprinting after the stick and back again. ] They're sort of like small children in that regard.

[ or large, furry children depending on how you look at it. ]

[sparkler]

[Whatever, it's totally fine that Cullen is better at throwing sticks than him. In fact, it's fitting. Or something. Dorian frowns, just a little.]

I'm not overly fond of small children, either. They get their sticky little hands everywhere.

[But, well - it could be worse.]

Still, if you're able to train him, I've no doubt he'll be very useful the next time they decide to dump monsters on us.

[smited]

[ cullen rubs at the back of his neck with the hand that wasn't holding the doggie spit covered stick. ]

He's been useful in dealing with them already; he has good instincts.

[ but instincts can only take him so far. ... and now that dorian's here, cullen's got what could be a terrible idea. ]

Eventually, he's going to have to get used to magic too.

[sparkler]

[He has some idea where Cullen's thoughts are taking him, and it's interesting, at the very least.]

No doubt that's true. How long until some monster arrives that can use magic? Or until he has to fight alongside a mage.

[And that might happen a bit faster. After all, Dorian has little doubt that if danger comes, they'll all be fighting together.]

It will probably alarm him, though. At first.

[smited]

We could start him with something small. Wisps or small sparks, maybe?

[ something not as flashy as what dorian normally does is the point here. ]

Or you could cast Horror on a tree.

[ or resurrect a dead door. ]

[sparkler]

[Flashy is half the point, Cullen, get with the picture here.]

Best to leave the trees alone, but sparks are easy enough - and not so dissimilar from what he would face in battle.

[At least, if he's anywhere near Dorian, who does enjoy leaning heavily on fire and explosions and other exciting things.]

I do hope he doesn't run off.

[And that's really all the preparation Dorian needs. It's a simple spell, not anything that even takes much thought, and he doesn't touch his staff. A brief fountain of sparks spills from Dorian's hand. Not anything that could actually hurt, but certainly loud and flashy enough.]