INTRO LOG: BLACK CATS & WALKING UNDER LADDERS

[hadrielmods]

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for February.
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: February 10th-13th
Warnings: Fresh meat, creepy moving shadows, terrible luck, the screams of your loved ones.

Welcome to Hadriel, new friends. While waking up on the ground of a broken colosseum may not be the most pleasant arrival, you can at least find comfort in the fact that there's no giant monster immediately attempting to eat you. Plenty of the people already here will tell you that they weren't quite so lucky. But - wait. Is that something moving in the shadows, or is it just your imagination?

Of course it's not just your imagination. That would be way too easy. No, arriving along with everyone this time are wraiths, vengeful spirits that enjoy darkness, shadows, and misery. On the plus side, they won't try to kill you. On the minus side, their touch chills you and saps your energy, as well as inflicting a temporary curse of awful luck. Anything that can go wrong, will, including (and especially) things that might kill you. Wraiths are subtle and sneaky, so be sure to watch your back. That shadow isn't just a shadow.

Compounding the confusion the wraiths can cause, you just might wake up to the sound of chattering voices - only to be quite alone. A small flock of jabberjays has come through the Door as well. These genetically engineered birds are capable of mimicking entire human voices and conversations - as well as screams of terror and pain. Initially only in the arena and bringing only conversations from their world, they'll soon settle throughout the city and begin to learn the voices of those living in Hadriel. Your best friend screaming bloody murder just a street over? It could be them, or it could just be one of these lovely birds. Don't let it stress you out.

Once you've escaped the colosseum, hopefully without accidentally impaling yourself on your own weapon, 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 February 10th-13th.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well!
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Comments

armory

[dragonbite]

[ Sometimes you gotta drop by places to see if there's anything new and interesting there. People had been talking about guns for example, and Vaiz thought that if he looked often enough, maybe he'd get to see one. He didn't know what they looked like but it would be something unfamiliar, unlike all the other weapons being left due to people not knowing how to handle them.

He's currently unarmed (sort of, he can use magic through the straw between his teeth and then some other magic and hand-to-hand combat) having left his sickle-spear at his place because it's a hassle to carry around all the time.

Now he stops, head tilted in confusion, watching the stranger. ]

What are you doing?

[ichaer]

[ the tension returns to her shoulders as she hears the approaching footsteps. ciri has seen and met others in this place, others also trapped here but she's unsure of what to make of them. once the footsteps stop, far enough away to offer her some comfort does she glance back and look at the stranger. ]

Simply hoping to find a whetstone somewhere in this rather large collection of weaponry.

[dragonbite]

Oh... There's maybe something like that somewhere.. Unless someone brought it with them.

[ He has absolutely no idea. He has not even had any thought of any whetstones even though he usually also carries sharp weapons that can go blunt when they're used. It's probably good that he also is able to use magic because using your fists and stuff is a bother. ]

[ichaer]

I certainly hope so.

[ she sighs, absently rubbing the back of her neck before turning fully away from the area she had been searching in. ] I cannot imagine caring for my swords without one, especially with so many monsters freely wandering about.