Intro Log: Arm Yourself

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Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for August
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: August 10th-15th
Warnings: Stalkers, newbies, and cute loot!

Sleeping on the cold dirt ground of the colosseum is enough to make anyone uncomfortable. It might be a little worse this month than others, as some of you may be waking up on top of or around various self defense devices (btw: that last one is a taser).

Come to think of it, you'll probably need those. Also in the colosseum and already stalking you are... uh, well, stalkers from the Borderlands game series. Stalkers come armed with claws, teeth, and sharp tails- and what's more, they can turn invisible to sneak up on you. Zap them with your newfound taser or stab them with your jewelry comb knife or just run away screaming- we won't judge, but you have to do something or else they'll kill you and eat your corpse and all sorts of unfortunate things.

Good luck finding a way out. Maybe you can make some friends along the way.

All done and escaped from the clutches of the colosseum? Awesome! Feel free to go explore the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers August 10th-15th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
► All characters arrive with phones that have network communication.
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!

Comments

[bheidh]

( There's a nod, and Leliana turns her eyes from Cecily, watching for it's reappearance before moving closer, hitting it again. Cecily is right - the creature already looks weak, and it doesn't take much more - another arrow from Cecily, a few more cuts from Leliana before it falls.

She gives it a moment, dagger still in hand and eyes on it to see if it's a trick before scooping up the dagger she'd thrown at it, cleaning them both before putting them away again )

It's done. I don't hear any others.

( But considering the stealth of this one they may not )

[closerift]

Which doesn't mean there aren't any. [ As both women already know. Cecily, too, retrieves her weapons, yanking bloodied arrows from the monster's corpse and reclaiming them if they aren't too damaged.

The Inquisitor straightens, breathing deep. ]

I've realized we've fought together more here than in Thedas. [ She reports, brows raising. ] It must be different, being out in the field again after so much time spent in the tower.

[ With the birds. Does she miss the birds? ]

[bheidh]

There are less to be relied on here.

( And the situation is different. No safeties of the Inquisition, no one that would so quickly kill her. She can't rely on others, and Leliana doesn't have her network here. So far she needs to do things herself. But Cecily's point does stand - it is different )

It's easy to fall back into it.

( And it does remind her a little of her adventures with the Warden. Not all of that could be as easily forgotten as she would like )

[closerift]

Are there any? [ She hasn't seen ravens flitting back and forth, anyhow. ] You've a new kind of network, really. Have you been able to use the communicator much?

[ Cecily can only assume that it would interest a woman who trades in secrets. ]

[bheidh]

I've listened.

( There have been few things that Leliana has desired to reply to, few things that interest her more than hearing the thoughts of those here. Some things have been useful, and she's kept notes of it )

It's an interesting way to communicate.

( She doesn't like it. Not 100% )

[closerift]

Interesting, and likely unsafe. [ Cecily sighs, crossing her arms, still quite aware that the stalkers could pounce on them at any time, and therefore still wary of the air around them. ] If they're gods, then they may know what we're saying at all times. If they aren't, they're sure to have created these things, and so they'll be listening in anyway.

[ Better to speak in person, she thinks. ]

[bheidh]

( There's a silent nod, Leliana's eyes continually searching as they walk, making certain that they're not surprised. For now they're lucky )

It would be quicker than my own spies.

( She had a big network of them and a lot of information, but this would certainly be quicker - and even more informational. The information would come straight from the source, nothing missed in relay )

[closerift]

But not as charming. [ Cecily points out, lip quirking in a little grin. ] And you can't trust these things quite so well as one of your own.

[ Human can be bought and broken, yes, but the loyalty of the true ones is without equal. The machines are too easily overpowered, by her estimation. ]