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.
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Comments

[whichend]

[ Arya chuckles a little at the idea of taming a dragon. ]

These are no stories. These are histories. The Targaryens did not tame dragons, they merely rode them. The dragons let them. I do not know why, exactly, or how, but it is said that it has something to do with their family. That they are blood of the dragon, and as such, a sort of bond exists between dragon and rider.

Knights did kill dragons. They killed them to extinction, in the end.

[quaerit]

Oh.

[ Gansey leans back, expression curious, though intense. He has a tendency to think about the warmer, more romantic side of these stories. The grittier side has a way of escaping him - or, perhaps he just ignores it. ]

That's not exactly a feature in the stories I know. The dragons are usually villains, trying to trick the hero, and protect their treasure.

It was never quite so real as that. Who were these Targaryens? They must have been special people.

[whichend]

Treasure? [ Arya frowns. Gansey must have heard some pretty strange stories. ] Dragons are wild animals. They kept no treasure.

That's what they wanted you to think. [ Arya rolls her eyes. She's too young to remember Robert's Rebellion, much less actual Targaryen rule. She's the child of a usurper, and what she knows of the Targaryens has come from the point of view of the people who fought to overthrow them. ] They wanted to keep their bloodline pure, but aside from their white hair and violet eyes, I do not see what was so special. It was their dragons that were special, and they happened to get to the dragons before anyone else.

[quaerit]

You’re not impressed by them.

[ That’s interesting. Perhaps a powerful ally had gained that family enemies among the rest of the people. It wouldn’t be all that surprising; Gansey can only imagine the envy that something like dragons would bring forth. ]

What happened to them? You’re speaking as though they’re all in your past.

[whichend]

My family fought a war against them.

[ That should be an answer to Gansey's question and his previous observation. Why should Arya love the Targaryens? The way her father told it, Mad King Aerys as good as killed her aunt and uncle, and her father's whole army. The only good thing to come out of all of it was Jon. ]

We drove them out, before I was old enough to know truly what was happening. My father fought, though. And now there are no Targaryens in Westeros.