hadriel_logs | Intro Log: Puddle Jumpers

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for September
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: September 10th-13th
Warnings: Fresh meat, lots of rain and angry ogres

If the rain on your face isn't enough to wake you up in the colosseum, maybe the thundering footsteps and- well, thunder- is. The first thing that you may notice is that it's incredibly wet around here, with winds that could knock you over if you aren't careful and thunder that brings with it a torrent of constant rainfall.

That's all fine though, because the gods saw fit to help you out on your way in and now everyone will be waking up wearing a rain coat! These coats are a little odd, and some of them are downright silly, but we trust that you'll make do. Of course, a few of the raincoats have additional sleeves, neck holes, and entirely too many buttons as well- but hey, it's the best we could do.

Wait, what was that about thundering footsteps? Oh right, as you're navigating your new fashion choices, there are some monsters afoot who will want nothing more than to grind you into a pulp and eat you- well, if you're organic, that is. If you're not organic, then they still want to grind you to a pulp, but maybe not so much the eating part.

Ogres are from many fantasy stories, but these in particular are from the Dragon Age series. With incredible strength and stamina and massive horns, fangs, and a bloodlust for violence, these monsters won't stop until everyone around them is a blood smear on the ground. They're also not too happy about this rainfall either, so be careful not to slip in the puddles as you run away from them!

Once you've splashed around a bit, feel free to run off into the stormy abyss of our islands. 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 September 10th-13th.
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( They can converse later. For now, the stranger is certainly working at that ogre, allowing Kate the time to properly set up her shot. She steps further back, goes for more distance where the bow works best, and shifts the stance of her draw, waiting for the opening—

There!

Now, the arrow can fly, arcing true through the air with a smoothness that would make Henry proud after all those hours spent drilling her on her movements. An ache she doesn't have time to dwell on, the following arrow far more quickly drawn and loosed, and Kate glances down at her spontaneous partner, not yet moving back towards the fray of the Colosseum. )

[ It goes on like that for a while, Kettara darting around the beast and drawing its attention while the human lines up the next shot. It catches Kettara across the back with a swipe of its large land, knocking her forward and drawing blood, but she rallies with a shout and continues.

And then, in time, it falls.

Kettara slams her axe into its head, just to be safe. ]

( It's a messy. drawn out fight, the kind Kate hates. It leaves her with little reason to move and splatters ogre blood everywhere. Her lip curls and she breathes deep before jumping from the stands and back into the Colosseum itself, barely paying the downed monster any attention.

The rain benefits them here as the blood is quickly washed away, soaking into the ground until it's barely discernible. )

... Dead?

( And, you know, thanks for fighting it when she accidentally dragged it into your path and all of that. )

Yes.

[ Kettara yanks her axe free with a grunt. A least the blood doesn't seem to be corrosive. A small favor. ]

You fought well.

( Good. One less danger on the island. She's satisfied with that, and the ache in her muscles is one that burns pleasantly, an echo of work well done. )

You too. ( Credit where it's due, as Dagny would remind her back in training. The stranger's an impressive fighter — but then, aren't so many people who get brought here? ) Kate.

( She offers a nod as she carefully unstrings her bow. )

Kettara Bloodthirst.

[ This time, she uses her full name. It seems appropriate, after a battle. Kettara puffs out her chest. ]

How long have you been here?

( ...Bloodthirst.

Kate blinks. But nothing is said about it, because — in the greater scheme of things — how is a terrible surname really any weirder than anything about Hadriel? Instead she gets down to business, because business is easy and that question should be basic.

Of course, it's rare that anything about Hadriel is basic, at all. Ever. )

Best guess? 'Round a year. ( A bit more, actually, but it's hard to keep track, and even with the calendar Henry made now in her possession, Kate can't quite be sure of the exact date. How many of them did she lose between everyone disappearing, finding out Henry had been sent home and actually finding the will to clear his place out? ) Prob'ly about that much last time, too.

( And, you know, there's that. )

[ Kettara rolls her shoulders, keeping limber and loose. Ready to move again if she needs to. ]

What does that mean? Have you...left?

( There are more of those things, ones hulking around, trying to puzzle their way out of the Colosseum, and Kate does wonder how the fuck they're meant to take all of them down and move them. Ogre corpses littering the streets of the island is a less than ideal way to spend this already waterlogged month. )

Once. ( She hums lightly, thoughtfully. ) Some people come back, some don't. Some of 'em remember, some don't.

( It's all very... strange, unfortunately. )

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