Intro Log: Don't Wake Tonberry

[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: Cute monsters, a way to pass the time, and plenty of newbies!

Waking up in Hadriel certainly has its down sides, but if this weird murdercave city is good at one thing, it's keeping people entertained. As you awaken on the hard ground of the colosseum, you might see a rectangular cardboard box lying near you. Ignore it for now, as you get your bearings, but if you get bored? Well, you'll find these exciting and unique board games will keep you entertained!

But how could you possibly get bored, when there are plenty of cute monsters around to keep you company? Sharing the colosseum with all the new arrivals are Tonberries. In addition to their natural cuteness defense, they also carry very large knives. They're slow-moving and look innocent and even friendly, but be careful - one strike from that knife and you'll be a bloody mess. They won't attack unless you get too close, but who doesn't want to hug a Tonberry? And of course, if you attack, they'll counter with extreme prejudice.

Managed to resist the urge to hug a Tonberry? Safely escaped from the clutches of the colosseum, new board game in tow? 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 September 10th-13th.
► 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

[mismanagement]

He doesn't look like the Dorian that Maketh knew, however briefly. The face is the same, but the jewelry--

Maketh clears her throat. "Oh. My apologies. My name is Maketh Tua. A--version of you was known to me."

It's not the same man. Immediately she thinks of Henry, who had been so close to Dorian and who had mourned his passing like a death.

[rebelarchivist]

"Quite alright, I've had it happen several times now." It seemed like everywhere he went, another version had either already been there or, in one memorable instance, was currently there.

"It's a pleasure to re-make your acquaintance, Maketh. Given the fact that you have yet to spit on me or curse my name, I feel it's safe to assume that we at least got along?" It was funny how, when no one knew or cared that he was from Tevinter, they seemed to get along so much better. None of the making the sign against evil or spitting on him or any of that silly nonsense. That was one thing that he didn't miss about being in Thedas. There was some kind of freedom in no one knowing or caring what Tevinter was.

[mismanagement]

Maketh quips a smile. This, at least, is familiar. She remembers sitting with Dorian and laughing with him, how it had felt to drink and spin out stories with Henry sitting between them. Perhaps that friendship is gone but Dorian cannot have changed overly much. It is the same man, even if he does not remember her. "We did. You were good friends with Henry Percy, and he in turn is a close friend of mine. We drank together. You told us stories about your home."

[rebelarchivist]

"Ah, Henry. We met earlier, when I first arrived." He ran a hand over his shaved face and smiled "He helped me find the shops, very helpful. A good man." He didn't mind saying it, he had gotten along well with him for the limited time they had spoken, and he had been very helpful.

"Well, I'll have to have someone tell me which stories I told you, I'd hate to bore you all by telling the same story." He didn't really mind, so long as they wanted to hear it, he appreciated little so much as a good audience.

[mismanagement]

Maketh nods. "He is."

Good and honorable, and one of the few men she'd ever trusted without reservation. Her brother, in spirit if not in blood, though Maketh chose not to say that aloud.

She smiles a little. "We shall. I...have missed you. It would be good to know you again."

[rebelarchivist]

There's a tone to the words that makes Dorian smile, it's clear how fond of Henry this Maketh is. Which was probably a good thing, as Maketh didn't strike him as someone who would enjoy the company of someone that was awful. At the least, she made a good impression.

"And it would be good to know you for the first time." It was always a little strange to be missed by someone he had never met, but it was nice as well, he supposed. It always took a little getting used to.

[mismanagement]

Maketh smiles just a little. "I'd hope so. Perhaps you will join us for drinks one night?"

[rebelarchivist]

"I'd be happy to, feel free to kidnap me any time you'd like to have a few drinks." Or a few bottles. Whichever. Dorian was more than happy to be kidnapped by pleasant company for drinking. Or even unpleasant company. He could always drink all their wine and then leave.

[mismanagement]

"I shall let Henry know. He'll be pleased to resume our game." Maketh smiles. "A contest of will concerning who can fool the others, and a great deal of alcohol. I reign supreme."