hadriel_logs | Event Log: Keepsakes

Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Keepsakes event!
Where: All around the city
When: October 15th-October 19th
Warnings: A bunch of random crap.

Well, Hope and Delight are messing with the door again, but at least this time dragons aren't involved, right? This attempt goes a bit better - sure, no one gets sent home, but if everyone will just look under their seats, they'll find a FREE [INSERT SOMETHING YOU MAYBE DIDN'T WANT AT ALL HERE]! Awesome! So nice! Yup, throughout these few days people will be finding things from home - something they loved, something they used all the time, something they hated, something they totally forgot they even had. All sorts of cool stuff!

Well, they might not actually find it. Their neighbor might, or a complete stranger. And who knows where it could turn up? At the park, half-buried? In the Silent Hill zone, kept safe by a horrifying monster? Or hey, maybe in somebody's underwear drawer. Awkward. Better try to find your stuff, or find the owner of whatever weird crap you found. It could be something important.

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Wait..

[ That was news to him and very interesting news too. ]

Are you saying the Gods actually send us back sometimes? Though they claim they can't work the door properly? ... How does that work? Where do we go? Home or?...

[ It was more thinking out loud than actually asking Miriam. Despite himself, Will moved to settle on the other side of her, mindful to keep Barnaby between them, as that's what both she and the hound liked best. He took to gently petting the great lug of a dog, careful not to startle him. ]

Dunno. They're just gone. Like that lady with the pink hair. [Miriam puffs a breath in Winston's face, giggling when he stares at her. Barnaby sets his massive head on Will's foot and leaves it there in something like acceptance.] There've been others too. I don't think the gods are doing it, though. It just happens.

[ Winston makes a cute little huffing noise, raises his paw and places it over his nose. Will smiled as he saw her play with his dog, resting a hand lightly on Barnaby's head, giving gentle scratched behind his ears. He was a warm and heavy dog, Will enjoyed then contact. ]

So we're managed by a bunch of Gods, who have less control than they'd like us to know?...

[ He sighed. ]

If I vanished, would you look after Winston for me? Should he remain that is?

[Miriam nods up at Will, face oddly somber.] Yeah. I can do that. And you'd look after Barnaby, right? He's a good boy. He protects me.

Oh I dunno, looks like he'd be more likely to look after me! Isn't that right boy!?

[ Giving a playful tussle of Barnaby's ears as he leaned his face in closer to the big, adorable, dog. ]

Thank you. It means a lot. Oh! That reminds me, do you know any way of getting actual meat around here?

[Miriam giggles.] True. He's pretty badass.

[Barnaby chuffs happily, tail thumping against the floor.]

What kinda meat? I mean, you can go hunting in the caves or ask somebody to do it for you. Barnaby catches stuff sometimes. He could get you something.

[ Will smiled and watched the big, dark, dog. If only this was back home, he would have lured Barnaby back to his house by now, introduced him to the pack. Ah, nevermind, besides, he couldn't separate these two, they seemed to have a special bond. It was nice it see. ]

Real meat. Like deer or rabbit, grouse even? Something that's full of vitamins and minerals, stuff that'll give them plenty of energy and nourishment.

[ Will wasn't bothered about himself, he could live off cold canned soup, so long as Winston ate like a king. ]

What's a grouse?

[It sounds weird. Miriam shrugs, wiggling her fingers in front of Winston's nose.]

There's the monsters. Some of them taste okay. Barnaby can get them if they're not too big.

A grouse? It's a woodland bird. Game meat, rich and dark, Winston here likes them.

[ His ears were twitching every time they said the word, almost getting excited at the idea there might be one to chase or eat. ]

Mmm... No, not too keen on the whole eating a monster deal... I'm sure I can find something Winston already eats.

[ A tought. ]

Could the Gods bring some in? If I was to pray to them or whatever you do around here.

[Miriam shrugs.] I mean, you can ask. But they'll want something for it. Usually it's more than praying.

Figures... What kind of something else would they want?

[ Miriam seems to know all about everyone here, so he assumes she knows all about the Gods too and how to appeal to them. ]

Depends on which one you ask. Rage usually wants you to hurt people, or go out and kill something. [Miriam peers up at him.] But that's not too bad. You can borrow Barnaby if you want. He's good at that.

I take it you're talking about monsters and not people?

[ Giving her a side glance, along with a slight, curious look. Of course, from their conversation earlier he knew Miriam's opinion on people who hurt people, but still...]

[Miriam shrugs.] Depends. It'd be okay if they were bad.

[Miriam hasn't killed anyone, ever, but Barnaby has. It doesn't count. It's different.]

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