INTRO LOG: A TAXING JOURNEY

[hadrielmods]

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for December. Watch your step!
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: December 10th-17th
Warnings: Taxxon-related violence, teeth shoes, general unpleasantness, mass confusion.

You wake up in the dust of the colosseum with no shoes on, regardless of the state of your feet when you arrived. There's dust covering your clothing and in your hair, but other than that, there's no signs of injury or bruising. You're also not alone- nearby, there are others, either still passed out or just waking up like you are. Feel free to take solace in that fact. Or don't- some of you aren't human, and are clearly not great people either. No offense.

To your left, there is a door in the wall of the arena, supposedly leading to the halls which will then show you to your freedom. To your right, and scattered haphazardly on the ground, are a myriad of teeth shoes. These shoes might be better than going barefoot right now, but good luck finding a matching set, let alone one that fits you.

When you do eventually try to escape, be careful. The halls are crawling with Taxxons. Large and grotesque, these caterpillar-like creatures have circular mouths and multiple rows of sharp teeth. Their sense of smell is impeccable, and they will stop at nothing to feed when they scent blood. So, you know, try to avoid stepping on anything sharp on your way out.

All done with the horrible monsters and awkward greetings? Try your hand at exploring the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies until your little heart is content. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers December 10th-17th.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well!
► Characters may find their own shoes scattered around with the teeth shoes if you like.
► All characters now arrive with phones that have network communication.
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!

Comments

[amos_moses]

Ack, so much for getting away easy.

Not all the fae-kind follow the old rules, but Amos has found that with any supernatural creature, being polite and helpful works just as well as it does with regular humans and animals. Beings of power are way less likely to curse you in return for actually helping them, but some do it anyway just for the fun of it. Amos is really, really hoping he'll get through today without being cursed, or made a thrall, or having any murder attempts made on his life.

So Amos nods in agreement, and glances down to pick his barefooted way among the teeth-shoes without touching any of them. So far they've been harmless, if odd, but Amos doesn't trust any object that looks that bizarre. It might be cursed.

"Over here to the right... I'm just looking to see if there's any without teeth." Some of the others had found normal-looking shoes. Amos is also delaying leaving because there is something very large and very hungry very near: he can hear the insectoid thoughts more easily than he really wants to.