lifeaftr | January Intro: I Know the Winter's Getting Colder

INTRO LOG: JANUARY

Who: Everyone!
What: New souls arrive to the archipelago of LifeAftr
When: January 5th and onward
Where: Chol and surrounding waters
Warnings: Mark as needed!

The Overview: New Lands
New arrivals will not be waking in the typical hub of activity; instead, they will find themselves coming to on the small island of Chol. While the island's fringes are little more than an unforgiving spread of craggy, canyon-like rock and coastal cliffs, the island dips down to form a fertile divot of edenic woodland in its center. The people living there will even be helpful and polite to you, should you inquire after them.

All new arrivals will additionally awake with knapsacks, their names stitched to the front. The contents of said knapsacks can all be found in your acceptance notices!

Icebreaker: This is the Winter of Our Youth
Unless you're someone with a fondness for the cold, you'll undoubtedly be waking with more than a slight chill in your bones. The appearance of the island of Chol has signaled a coming event of great import in LifeAftr, and unfortunately, the signs of that event's approach have already been set in motion. The temperature has begun to drop as the sun's rays begin to die, faster and faster, leading to an impressive cold snap in the ocean waters - particularly those surrounding Chol.

It is for that reason that you won't be waking on Chol, per se. Instead, you'll be waking on a thick crust of ice that's mantled itself over the ocean waters, freezing solid enough to bear your weight...for the most part.

The ice won't hold forever; it isn't meant to. If you happen to be particularly vivacious in your waking, or especially active in general, thick cracks will start to spiderweb out from underneath those impacts with low, warning chunks and wrenches of fracturing ice. Better hurry to land soon, unless you care to take a little dip into those freezing cold ocean waters.

Mainland: When We Pick Over the Past
Should you make it to the land of Chol, braving the iced-over waters surrounding its craggy shores, you'll encounter something at least as startling - the people who have elected to set up a rudimentary encampment upon its lands. While a bit on the scalier side, the Jormun are nonetheless allied to you land-dwellers, and will welcome you to the island.

Most will be preoccupied with preparations for an approaching siege, but many will comment idly that the cold is a sign of the coming battle. Some may point you to their leader, known to most as Munin, but others will venture hospitality based on the actions of those land-dwellers that came before you, who were successful in allying themselves to this sea-dwelling people.

Those who might have braved the cold a little too fiercely will quickly be offered some rather rough blankets - perhaps more on par with burlap sacks in terms of texture - as well as a hot brew that the Jormun call brrkshavak. Heated to a boil just prior to being served, the drink will be more than adequate in warming your weary bones, though it bodes mentioning that it is both scalding hot and made with a fleshy kind of undersea herb that is akin to crushed chili pepper in taste.

It'll warm you up, all right.

As a final note to those who participated in the Test Drive Meme, bear in mind that those threads, if all parties involved would like, can be game canon in the form of dream-like memories involving a place very much like this one, though the layout is considerably different.

Feeling a tad adrift? Make sure to check the Locations Page, which has details regarding the starting areas and a handy map for those who feel better with a bird's eye view!

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[Ren can already feel the restless the way esp kitty is moving around. It's fine-he doesn't know this is a good dog yet and she attempts to pacify him with a gentle pat on the head and a quiet good boy. He'll see soon enough. It took her a bit to warm up to this pupper too.]

Shiro looks tired.

[The frigid weather is enough to zap the strength out of most people and it's not a far stretch to assume animals would have the same issues. This poor, tired dog. Maybe she found cats to play with? Or those weird fish people threw a stick for her? Not that the details matter when she's clearly exhausted.

And since she's a creature of gremlin habit, she's going to drop her bag to the ground and pull out a familiar shaped can. Yep, cat food 2: boogaloo. Worked the first time, might as well keep going. It must be a popular animal item because even her cat tears his eyes away from this white dog, ears perking up, at the sound of it being opened. Then the squirmy boy even has the nerve to force himself out of her little poncho so he can eat the first can before the dog. Weh.

But that's fine, the second can is set in front of Shiro. Esp kitty got the first bite, but Shiro gets Amarenzon Prime Delivery. It works out. Balance is restored and all that.]

Did you play a lot today?

[Had Ren not fed ESP Kitty, Ammy may have very well done the same - opening up her Fan Menu with her mind and poofing up a feed bag of dried and salted fish for them to consume. It's just another part of her duty as a goddess of her world - every act of kindness has its reward. Even a single, little, hungry kitty can become a good and noble friend if treated well. And what sort of being would she be, if she could not show love towards one that shares the same face as one of her so-called children? Kabegami would be very upset with her...

Ammy isn't a type of dog, a type of being, to chase after or hunt another to satisfy herself. That's just not what she does, and she takes the feline's wariness in stride. It's normal, and perhaps they can see her true, holy form...many of the animals in Nippon could tell, just by base instinct, that she was far more than just another wolf, or dog. There was something more there. Something essentially Good. Perhaps that is why so many creatures felt comfortable in her presence...though feeding them may have something to do with them, too. Heh.

Her head lifts, ears up and out, body alert and eyes poised on the can once she sees it and hears it pop open. Despite how tired she is, Ammy remembers that wondrous taste - meaty, a bit salty, and sort of fishy. It was unlike anything she'd ever tasted, and already she's licking her chops as she rolls over to creep closer to the young girl, panting and wagging her tail.

Is that for me? 8>]

[That answers one question. Her cat peacefully chomping away, this dog inching forward-she's hungry, that's for sure. She's never really gotten the appeal of this food, but as long as the animals like it, it's okay. The soup the inhabitants are giving out seems way too hot for these little creatures so this will have to do anyway.]

You should eat that. You're big, so you can have more cans if you want.

[Small cats will be okay with a single can, but dogs!! can get more!! this is the new rule!!]

You should go-

[And there's a pause. Dogs don't 'nya' and animals don't seem to share languages-it's not like she can ask Shiro to learn 'cat' on such short notice. Hm. This is a problem?? She can't speak dog that well-guess it's time to practice.

Ren makes a quiet 'ruff' noise in the back of her throat. It's weird. Why don't dogs meow?? Life would be so much better.]

If Shiro makes that noise, I'll get you more.

[Ammy probably could go through multiple cans, easily as her stomach is similar to that of a black hole, but she knows not to be a glutton when one is being charitable. Besides, the food is probably meant for that little kitty there, and it would be remiss of the wolf to snatch it up from another creature. She's fine, and there are plenty of food scraps she can nibble on as well. Anything uneaten or unfinished by the Jormun and the other islanders she can snack on.

She finishes her tin in no time at all, licking bits and pieces she spattered over her nose, whiskers, and even the ground. Let it never be said that Ammy wastes good(??) food. Though as she's cleaning up, the wolf's ear flicks to the odd sound being made at her, and she turns her head to one side as she looks at Ren curiously. What? Is she trying to bark? Good heavens, child, you are awful. Ammy shakes her head, holding up a paw and sitting down. Time to learn from the master, my small friend.]

Wrrr...ouf! [See? You have to let the sound rumble in your chest first, then let it build up in volume before letting it out at once. Ammy repeats.] Hrrrg...rowff!

[Ah, a bit garbled, but not bad. Now you try.]

[It's a testament to how bad her bark was, even to her own ears, when she spends a few moments after this dog's display fumbling over the meaning. Does that mean she wants more? Is that her way of making that noise? Is that a noise for food? It sounds different.

Better. Better would be the keyword here.]

Is that how you'll say you're hungry?

[It feels almost sacrilegious to be uttering a noise that isn't a meow or nya in the presence of a cat. But he's done with his can of food, and cleaning his face with his paw. So.]

When you-

[The noise begins in the back of her throat. Then it stops. Then she tries again, letting it built in her chest until it sounds better? Louder? And stops again.

Third time's the charm? She's making An Attempt and doing her the best she can with the minimal talents she has.]

Wrrrrrruff

January Intro: I Know the Winter's Getting Colder

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