Intro Log: Puddle Jumpers

[hadrielmods]

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.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
► All characters arrive with phones that have network communication and the newbie guide installed.
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Comments

[dadyl]

[ Daryl's smirk is loud, and he's thoroughly amused now. He raises an eyebrow at Kelson, unable to wipe away his little sarcastic smile. It's a rare expression for him, and a slightly more friendly expression than what he was wearing before. ]

Sure thing, yer Majesty. [ Said with as much stank as Daryl can put on the word, and he shakes his head at the kid's stubbornness. ]

Sure you ain't. [ Just like Carl was always saying to his dad. Always getting the lot of them into trouble, that kid was, but Daryl couldn't help but respect the little guy. Given what they were living in, who could blame him for wanting to grow up faster? Daryl had had to. He wonders where this kid came from, and what it was like for him there. ]

Good fer you. [ Back to sounding unfriendly again. Daryl can only read one language, and not that well. He's not about to admit that to some well-educated, bragging little asshole, though. ] Ain't none of them common sense, though, clearly.

[ Daryl nods at the can though, squinting at him a little. ] Unless you don't like beans. Good for protein, energy. You sound like you're gonna need it. [ In this weather, that sniffle was not a good sign. Okay, so maybe he was being a little friendly. ]

[kingforboth]

[Kelson was familiar with those who did not like him or respect his rank, but since here he could neither do something about it besides politely correct, he ignored it. It wasn't going to start a war and he wasn't going to beleaguer the issue.]

Thank you. And your name?

[Kelson had been more an adult at fourteen than he was now at eighteen. Life had come along while he was trying to grow up and kept threatening to cut him off at the knees. He had not an easy time growing up. And growing up while king? That made everything harder.

He arched an eyebrow at the apparent insult and did his best to ignore the jab, looking down at the can again.]

What are beans?

[Kelson could probably use some beans, and a good nights sleep. It was costing him too much to stay upright and hunt for food. God, he missed servants sometimes.]

And protein?

[Kelson looked miserable.] What I could use is a hot glass of wine and my own bed.