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hadriel_logs2018-11-21 10:03 am
hadrielmods) wrote in hadriel_logs2018-11-21 10:03 am
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
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.
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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.
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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.
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[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.
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Perhaps someone could. . . use it as a slide? For fun?
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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.]