January Intro: I Know the Winter's Getting Colder

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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.

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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.

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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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Comments

[bitch4bitch]

Maybe it's kind of unfair of her, but at this point Erika can't think of how to respond but just stare at this guy helplessly and wonder how the fuck he thinks this works.

"...Yeah, uh. You're fine now, doesn't mean you won't, y'know, get your blood drained later. Or just not be able to leave. Seriously, that's the number one way fae get people, how do people here not know that?"

[proficienciesouttheass]

That's okay, Magnus is used to that look.

"Look, I know this is all kind of fishy" Fucking--Magnus. "But I think these guys are legit. Lets just calm down and talk and nobody needs to get hurt or have their blood drained or whatever."

Magnus, encouraging critical thinking? Holy shit. The world is ending.

"And if anyone pulls some shit, then we'll take care of it when we get there. Deal?"

[bitch4bitch]

UuuuUUUUGH and now with the puns. Just for a moment, Erika looks a little bit like she's considering the possibility of just stabbing this guy.

"Pretty sure assuming that nobody 'needs to get their blood drained' is exactly what they'd want us to do if they're gonna drain our blood, but fine. Sure. Maybe if we move quick, we can take 'em down before they've got more than five people or so."

...Well. On one hand, her tone and words make it pretty clear what a bad idea she thinks that is, but on the other, her posture relaxes a little once she's done gesturing sarcastically at their surroundings. Nice mixed messages there, Erika.

[proficienciesouttheass]

Wow. This lady reminds him a little of Killian, haha.

"Yeah, see? It's fine." He'll take it. He doesn't really have skin in the game, but the fish people have been cool so far, so.

"Well, I'm Magnus Burnsides, nice to meet you." See, this is how people talk. "And you are?"

[bitch4bitch]

"If it's not, we'll find out." She makes a face, but moves on easily enough.

"Erika Fisher... uh, no offense, but what kind of a name is Magnus Burnsides?"

Never mind, moving on from being rude about one thing to being rude about another.

[proficienciesouttheass]

"Huh, rude." What the fuck, Erika!

"What kind of name is-- Erika?"

...Fisher is a pretty dope last name though. For reasons very special and personal to Magnus. It makes him miss a close friend.

[bitch4bitch]

"Listen, I'm just saying it like it is, that's a weird name. And Erika isn't."

So there.

[proficienciesouttheass]

"Well, maybe different people from different places have different names, Erika."

What the fuck is happening.

"Look--look, we're starting on the wrong foot. This is all really weird and confusing and there's fish people everywhere and it's cold as hell. Lets just stop for a sec and figure out what the hell is going on. Truce?" He reaches a hand out for a handshake. Because what's a second attempt at trying to calm stuff down?