Intro Log: Welcome to the Snave (snake cave)

[hadrielmods]

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for March
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: March 10th-15th
Warnings: Snakes! Snakes! It's a snake!

Good morning, new arrivals! Or, well, it's probably morning. The sun is up, anyway. Okay - not the sun, but that ball of light at the top of the cave that functions as the sun, anyway. Whatever. The point is you've woken to find yourself on the floor of Hadriel's colosseum. You may be wondering where you are and what you're doing here, but what you should be wondering is how fast you need to run to get away from a three-headed snake.

You're not the only one who just woke up. Also to be found in the arena, angry and confused, are Runespoors - large three-headed snakes. Only one of the heads is venomous, but all of them are perfectly willing to take a bite out of you if you get too close - or if you annoy it. If you're lucky, an attacking Runespoor may distract itself via infighting between the three heads, giving you time to run. If not, well, let's just hope you can fight off all three heads at once!

But that's not the only thing you might find. Also scattered around the colosseum floor are what look like tasty snacks. Popsicles, cheese, even toast! Unfortunately, if you get hungry and take a bite, you will quickly discover that each and every one of these is actually soap. So that's great. Maybe the Door thinks everyone needs to shower more? You can also find a few that actually look like soap, and if you're really lucky, you might stumble across the rare and coveted 'pile of baby hands' soap.

With luck, you didn't get eaten by a snake or accidentally eat a piece of soap. Once you find your way out of the colosseum there's plenty of other distractions. Feel free to go explore the rest of the city! Find a house, a new monster, a project to help with, or simply scavenge for supplies. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers March 10th-15th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
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Comments

[queensberry]

[Jacob expected his brows would raise as high as they could go in amusement, but instead they furrow. She was certainly more intimidating than most he'd dealt with, but there was confusion along the way that undermined it.]

So... [He starts, his smile more uncertain.] You wouldn't kill me, but you would by stabbing me in the head? That seems a little... final for someone who doesn't want me dead. You alright there, Tuna?

[mismanagement]

You wouldn't die. Not technically.

[Maketh just watches him, face blank.]

That sort of thing doesn't last here. People die all the time. They come back. Thus I see no use in it. But rendering a person brain-dead but still breathing is well within my capacity.

[queensberry]

[His smile goes from uncertain to non-existent. Normally he would be pleased to find he can't die, but anyone else? That put a damper on his line of work.]

As much as I'd love to talk about leaving me dead in the head, you've lost me. [He drums his fingers against the back of the chair, to keep himself from making a fist.] You're saying if any more unsavory chaps, who are not me, decide to come and wreak some havoc-- also not me-- you can't just put an end to them?

[mismanagement]

Correct.

[Maketh tips her head to the side.]

Oh, they'd die for a time. They'd just wake back up again. It's not a pleasant process.

[queensberry]

I can imagine.

[Jacob wasn't happy. As much trouble as he intended to cause, he did sincerely find displeasure in anyone "unsavory" not being his idea of properly dealt with. He pursed his lips, then slowly stood with a deep breath.]

I won't go after your guardsmen if they're doing as they ought to do, Tua. [Hey, he even got her name right.] I never intended for it to be any different. I just wanted to see what you can do, and-- that's a bit more than I expected.

[mismanagement]

[Maketh nods just once, standing as Jacob does. She holds herself deliberately, back perfectly straight. Whether or not he'll keep his word remains to be seen, but they've come to a sort of understanding. She can't blame him for testing the waters. It's only practical to see where everyone else stands.] I understand.

[She pauses and gives him a faint smile. It's not an especially kind expression, but they are not in an especially kind place.]

Welcome to Hadriel, Jacob Frye. Try not to die foolishly.

[queensberry]

Well, I'm not going to die boringly. So we'll just have to see, won't we?

[Where Maketh falls short of kindness, Jacob offers in double. Perhaps it's the fact he's only just arrived, or perhaps it's just what's given to those that can stand him long enough. Time will tell.

Either way, he still tips his hat to her before he heads back for the door. But oh, he forgot--] I'll get you in a tavern when you're off duty, Tuna, just you wait!

[Using her name properly could only last so long.]

[mismanagement]

[Urg. Maketh just shakes her head.] You may try, but you will not. Good day, sir.