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World Log: Tundra Arrival

Who: All characters in the city
What: The log for the city's arrivel on the ice planet
Where: All around the city
When: November 21st-November 30th
Warnings: None

You all get some warning to prepare, which is great. A little time to stock up on supplies, make sure everything's where it supposed to be, call your friends in from their fishing boats. And then the city moves. It happens in the blink of an eye - one moment you're on islands, surrounded by ocean, and the next? The next you're surrounded by frozen ground, the temperature has dropped significantly, and even the sky looks different. The air has a bite to it, that familiar feeling telling you it's thinking about snowing soon. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but someday soon.

The city has rearranged itself back into that old, familiar shape, instead of spread out across islands like it was a moment ago. Maybe that'll make things easier for you, maybe it won't, but it also means the return of the lake and river that used to bisect the city - only now they're frozen over. This climate also means it'll be hard for any plants not otherwise protected to survive - and that you, too, will start feeling that cold if you're away from a warm place for too long.

And warm places might be in short supply, because when the city moved the gods did not. What does that mean for you? Well, whatever supplies are in the shops at the moment the city moves are the only ones left. No new food supplies, no new clothing, nothing. In addition, the power across the whole city is out, including water and heating. Anything else powered or supplied by gods (the hot springs, the mopeds, what's left of the orchard, the armory, the GPS) will not work.

You're on your own. Try not to die.

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[she's never seen anything like the board he's holding. evidentally, there are many things she's never seen, coming from a country like Ferelden]

It's colder than what I'm used to.

[it's good that someone is. she's planning to hunt down one of the planet's creatures and make a cloak out of its fur, but hasn't had the chance yet]

Have you done this before? And I suppose I could watch. [just in case things go badly]

Yeah, sucks. And listen, I've done so many things. Tons of things. This is at least 95% the same thing as uh, three other things I'm very good at.

[So: no. But it can't be so different, which is why he tilts the board down and positions himself on top of it in a pile of snow right near the top, inches from where the ice starts.]

So just so you know how impressive this is about to be, I'm gonna slide down this thing without using my arms. And also maybe do a flip. Actually, no, deffo gonna do the flip, it's gonna rock.

May I ask what those three other things are?

[she watches him carefully, curious despite herself. and he seems like he knows what he's doing?

out of all of those words, she got "slide," "without," "arms," and "flip." she supposes she can't exactly stop him. best keep an eye out in case things go poorly]

...good luck? [that seems the best thing to say, given the circumstances]

Uhh surfing, being rad, and balance. I got this.

[He positions himself on the board, wobbling only a little while he finds his footing again, and pushes off.

Now here's the thing. Going on ice and snow, the board is required to be stuck to your feet. This is a key detail one elf was missing. So he pushes off, and instantly the board decouples from him, shooting up in the air and clattering down on the ice on the ground nearby. Taako meanwhile goes hard down onto his back in a weird and painful looking somersault, and ends up tumbling down the slide he's built to the ground in a heap.

When he speaks again, it's muffled into the ground.]

... So, that was the flip part. Def.

[she got one concept out of three.

she's a bit concerned at the wobble, but doesn't dare interrupt for fear of breaking his concentration.

at the sight of the board shooting up like that and Taako taking what looks to be a painful tumble down the chute, she darts to the bottom of the chute where he's lying in a heap, kneeling into the icy ground beside him]

Yes, you certainly flipped. Do you need assistance getting back up?

[It's cool, he also got one concept out of three in this fucking exchange. He pulls himself up, bringing the back of his hand to his face and pulling it back to see blood, and fights down the urge to sniffle. His nose is obviously bloody, ear bent at a bit of a weird angle, but he seems pretty okay aside from all that.]

No, it's-- it's cool, that was. Test run.

[Wow, his head hurts. Maybe this was a mistake.]

This is all a dream, actually, you're not seeing me like this.

[as he pulls himself, she gets up from the ground, too. he looks decidedly worse for wear, what with the bloody nose and the bent ear, but she's no mage and can't heal his wounds. she doesn't even have a handkerchief on hand]

...may I suggest not giving it a second try?

[he likely has a concussion. or at least she wouldn't be surprised if he did]

If you're worried about me telling anyone about this, I assure you I won't.

[Oh, probably. And yet here he is, still fuckin' going.]

You can't tell me what to do, jeez.

[He wipes more blood off his face, reaching up to straighten out his ear.]

Well, uh, good. I'd-- I dunno, I'm too fuckin' tired to think of a good threat, I'd conjure your worst fear or whatever, I can do that.

[Taako pauses, suddenly looking around.]

Shit, where's my board?

[she can't decide if he's dedicated, foolish, or both]

I wasn't. It was a bit of advice, nothing more.

[at least he hasn't seemed to have done himself any lasting harm?]

Oh? You're a mage?

[she sees it sticking out of a clump of purple grass and goes over to fetch it for him]

It's right here. [she offers it to him]

[Oh it's both, for sure. He's a mess. He wobbles to his feet, waiting for her to come back over with his surfboard while he cracks his back from the landing.]

Uh yeah, mage, whatever you call it. No, actually, I'm gonna correct- I'm a wizard, my dude. I worked hard for that title so I'm gonna own it.

[He takes his board back, starting to inspect it for damages.]

Sucks there isn't more wood around, I don't wanna convert this one. What a drag.

[she's not sure she should be giving the board back to him, but it's not like she can stop him from risking his neck]

May I ask what the difference between the two is? I'd imagine that both can use magic.

[while she's trying to be subtle about looking him over for further injuries]

What would it require to convert it? And convert it to what?

[This is actually a pretty good litmus test for if he has a concussion, because thinking about this is absolutely a bit of memory recall.]

Well there's, uh-- there's like multiple kinds. So a mage is just somebody who can use magic, right? But there's different titles based on how you get that magic, uh, mostly. So there's primarily sorcerers, warlocks, wizards, druids, uhh... rangers I guess but they're like druid lite. And then like, clerics and paladins I guess, and who the fuck knows what bards are doing, I sure don't.

[Taako starts picking off on his fingers while he describes.]

So wizards learn it through like, books and study, anybody can do it if you try hard enough. Sorcerers are born with their shit, it's usually a dragon's fault. Warlock's 're what happens when you fuck with demons and the fae, so, idiots. Druids eat dirt basically, I mean they're nature people, Rangers too. They just become one with the dirt, it's fine. Uhh... clerics and paladins worship gods that let them use certain magic but not all of it aaaaand bards are just fucking disasters. Music? They do music. They do music like, real good.

[A slight pause.]

What did you ask about the board? Now I'm thinking about weird bard shit. Ugh.

[...apparently, he does not have a concussion. that's good. however, most of this is going way, way, way over her head. she's never heard of magic that could be learned, either you were born with it or you weren't. but, waitaminute--]

--bards! I know a bard. Travelled with one, actually. She said she'd teach me how, but we never got around to it.

I asked what would be required of the board to convert it to what you seek.

[He doesn't tend to think about what other people might understand when he speaks. It just happens.]

Oh yeah, bards are just-- ridic, honestly. The one I knew was weird as hell.

[And uhhh, might be showing up soon, but he doesn't know that.]

And uh-- right, the, the thing. I mean, I wouldn't want to mess with this one or I wouldn't have it. But there used to be a buncha useable wood around here and now there's zilcho. Plus for ice it'd probably be better served with like, a lightweight metal. Which I mean, also isn't around. But if I could make it outta wood I could transmute it. It's just, it's just this whole thing.

[that's part of why she enjoys talking with him, he always has a different way of looking at things]

Leliana wasn't weird. She was kind and very devout, but not weird. What was the bard you knew like?

[it will be a fun surprise!]

Why is there so little wood here? I noticed a great many stumps, but very few trees.

Uh, weird. Honestly, just like, depressed, but mostly weird. And as for the tree thing, we had some like.. it's a whole thing, honestly, don't even worry about it. There were trees, and now there aren't.

[It's a long thing he'd rather not get into months after the fact, when he's already had his words with the people involved.]

Aaanyway. I'm gonna go fix up this thing, but I'm gonna leave the slide. I'm sure someone'll be into it.

That doesn't describe Leliana at all. [as for the tree situation] I. . . see. [no, she does't]

Perhaps someone could. . . use it as a slide? For fun?

[He just shrugs.]

Someone else's problem now, for sure. See you around, my gal. And remember, you saw nothing.

[And he'll saunter off, board under one arm to think up more sick stunts.]

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