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

[endured]

[ with a literal ticking time bomb on his wrist, hope's had to become better about not bottling his feeling up and adjusting as things come his way. one misstep and his brand would finish, turning him into a monster. without thought, he reaches down and grabs at his wrist with a frown. it's a bad habit and one that only festers without the others around to offer some semblance of comfort or protection against their possible future if things didn't go as they should.

still, hope listens quietly with brows slightly furrowed and a soften expression on his face. if he thought about it, he really didn't know how to be a normal kid again. one that wasn't running from the military, fighting monsters or mending wounds. still, he's since a lot of incredible things too and now he has this new family.

but things wouldn't be so easy for them. they'd turn into cie'th or they'd become living crystal statues. ]

It's weird... I haven't know them long but we've been together through a lot recently. They're strong though, a lot stronger than me so I'll know they'll be alright. [ until... whatever happens. ]

Nothing like those ghosts and talking birds. A lot of our monsters are a lot bigger or look a lot weirder and a lot use magic too.

[hollowly]

( it's something akin to the waiting game he'd played when his brother's last year topside had been ticking down to the very last second – even though there hadn't been anything either of them could have done to stop the inevitable, no matter what sort of hair-brained ideas sam had gotten to keep dean from being dragged to hell. the motion to grab for his wrist doesn't go unnoticed, and he gets the slightest glimpse of the mark there, wonders what it could mean even though it's not his right to ask after having only just met him.

but it's clear that he doesn't have any idea at all what he's supposed to be doing. he's too young to be on his own, even with the assumption that he's dealt with things above his pay grade before, what with how calmly he answers the question about monsters, and it gives him a small bit of hope ( see what i did there, i'm so sorry ) that he'll adjust more quickly than, say, if he weren't at all used to being thrown into unfamiliar and potentially dangerous situations. )

Nothing like a little trauma to bring people together. ( he might sound the slightest bit derisive, but he really does know how that goes, what with the near-constant trauma that he and his brother go through. and occasionally come through not quite as battered and broken as other times. )

Magic?

[endured]

It's nice to have company, at least.

[ he couldn't imagine how bad things would be if he had been on his own. that public execution would have probably gone through without a hitch and no one to crash in, intent on stopping it. still, he glances over and nods.

right, there's probably a lot of people here who've never seen magic or... experienced other kinds of magic. ]

Yeah... like, conjuring elements and creating enhancements that protect them or using magic to weaken us. Things like that.

[hollowly]

( well, at the very least, sam's idea of magic is very different from hope's, so the explanation he gets is one that he hasn't heard before – but he doesn't discount it. he's come to realize that not everything is the same for everyone else, there are endless possibilities and apparently endless realities in which certain things exist or don't. and even though it's a little far-fetched even considering what he's seen himself, he likes to think he's a little more open than he would have been otherwise. )

Ah, okay. My version of it is a little different. ( like with herbs and roots and sometimes … blood. yeah. at least you don't have to deal with that. )

I'm Sam, by the way.

[endured]

There's a lot you can do with magic, I've learned. Not everyone is good at everything like... I'm more suited for healing than using it to bolster my physical attacks.

[ again, he glances at his wrist and sighs. how long did he have here? ]

Oh, I'm Hope. Nice to meet you.