lifeaftr | April Intro: Better Get to Digging

INTRO LOG: APRIL

Who: New arrivals, and you!
What: New souls arrive to the archipelago of LifeAftr
When: April 4th and onward
Where: Cahypdo
Warnings: Mark as needed!

Waking up to the gentle proddings of what appears to be very curious, sentient trees isn't the worst wake up call LifeAftr has to offer. For our newest arrivals, however, it may be a tad…odd.

Situated in the valley between two mountains, Elower is a scenic village filled with the friendly Roaka, tree-like beings that are rather peaceable and happy to assist those who have just arrived. I'’s a peaceful location for one to start their adventures - though, unfortunately, it doesn't stay peaceful for long.

Cahypdo: You'll Bury Me Low
Those who have explored the new island of Cahypdo in the last month will undoubtedly recall the series of quakes that shook the island throughout March. With the arrival of LifeAftr's newest adventurers comes Cahypdo's largest tremor to date, striking without warning and more than enough force to throw even the steadiest and sturdiest of your number to the ground. With a low rumble, the mountains heaped on either side of the island will start to shed an abundance of slag and debris, pouring down their slopes. Anyone who's scaling those peaks risks being flung bodily off them when the outpouring of shale comes roaring down those mountains, and anyone at the mountain bases risks being crushed beneath.

As one might expect, unsuspecting newcomers aren't all that have been shaken up. Though protected by netting and retaining walls, the cliffs around and above the village of Elower can only take so much pressure before giving way - a threshold that has been crossed entirely. With a sound like thunder, rocks fall.

Everyone dies?

Only if you don't act quickly. Roaka housing is sturdy in build, enough to protect a decidedly less sturdy body from all but the heaviest of boulders. Hiding inside any of their village constructs built into the sides of the mountains will certainly save you from taking a new weight onto your shoulders. They will not, however, save you from being buried alive.

For those who become trapped inside any of those abodes, your options appear limited. Work to free yourself, or wait for help to arrive. Though, speaking of help, those outside may think to offer the Roaka a helping hand in getting their trapped people - and yours, at that - a few breaths of fresh air.

Before you suffocate.

Cahypdo: Stay Acting Brave
Such seismic activity will also stir up the local wildlife, of course. Those unfortunate enough to come across them will recognize the restless shark-dragon hybrids, hydrac, now prowling across the shorelines, while the wickedly fanged wabbits will also be far more frequent, traveling in larger numbers in the jungle and at the bases of the mountains. Taking care to avoid them would be wise - though another creature may make that venture much more difficult.

Lorbies have been unlocked in the bestiary!

A strange mix between owl and serpent, the recent quake has clearly startled these usually reclusive creatures into the open. Alone, a lorby is a rather skittish animal, prone to hiding from most perceived threats. Useless for food due to the toxicity of their flesh, lorbies do have the potential to be tamed...but this comes with its own risks.

A lorby may be prone to flight rather than fight when encountered solo, but in groups, these feathery critters are far more hostile. A defensive lorby emits a piercing cry alone, but a group is an almost ear-piercing experience, capable of rendering the unfortunate unstable on their feet at best, and unconscious at worst. For the days that follow the severe earthquake that so rocked everyone's foundations, any hope for silence is lost in the infrequent bursts of almighty screeching by colonies of lorbies who have so rudely had their homes overturned and disturbed.

While the lorby is omnivorous, it may not think to take a bite at anything so much larger than them. That doesn't mean that conflict with these fluffy creatures won't attract something much more willing to take advantage of the fact that you may or may not have been reduced to a prone sack of meat. If something else does arrive, you best hope that it's a friendly face.

If you're interested in keeping a lorby for your own, bear LifeAftr's companion limit in mind - two per character, and no more. The lorby is omnivorous and can survive off of most odds and ends: insects, fruits, berries, critters it can dig up in the sand, and more. However, the process of trying to tame a lorby is not always successful. We recommend use of a d10, with the following guidelines:

Rolling a 10: Critical success! This lorby will love and adore you, and may even feel comfortable enough to drape itself along your neck like a beautiful, furry scarf, churring softly all the way.
Rolling 7-9: This lorby will prove high-strung and timid, even if safely befriended, and will take several weeks to warm up to you. But once it does, it's yours!
Rolling 2-6: Failure. The lorby enters a state of distress and starts screaming. Hope you brought earplugs, or you'll be snoozing for several long hours for your efforts.
Rolling a 1: Critical failure. Not only does the lorby start screaming, but its panic attracts a colony of its friends, and they all start screaming too.

Bear in mind that these are only guidelines; you are free to predetermine successes or failures as you'd like, presuming your character can sustain the companion! Our discord channel has a room for dice-rolls, if you prefer.

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

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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[She doesn't see Asgore at first, as occupied as she is with lifting boulders out of the way of buildings and assisting whoever she can. She's really struggling quite a bit, though... she used to be so much stronger than this.

In fact, her knees are wobbling as she tries to move a boulder by herself. She's about ten seconds away from dropping it if she doesn't get help. She recognizes that someone is assisting nearby from the thunderous sound of rocks being moved and, without turning towards them, she says:] Excuse me. Could you be a dear and lend me your aid? I do not know if I can carry this much longer...

[......oh.]

Ah, of...of course.

[If he's hesitant, it's only from the surprise of running into her like this. And, well, the surprise of being addressed like that. She probably cannot see him around the rock.

Nonetheless, he's much quicker to move to help than he is to speak. Even if she won't want it once she realizes it's him, well, she does seem to be having trouble.]

[She recognizes that voice instantly. Immediately, her pleasant attitude is replaced with annoyance. Is he still pretending to be a good person? Lifting boulders, assisting people... can any of that make up for everything he's done?

But she has no choice. If she tries to carry the rock by herself any more, she's going to drop it. So, as much as she doesn't want to, she accepts his aid and starts moving the rock with him.]

[Well, this is just terrifying all around. Asgore tries his best to hurry up with the rock.

Once they've gotten it moved, he straightens and looks around awkwardly. His fur is askew with sweat and dirt too; he's clearly been here for some time, though the village is large enough that he supposes it's not too odd that they haven't crossed paths until now. With everything happening, he'd nearly forgotten it was the day for new arrivals.]

I am...sorry to see that you have ended up here.

[That seems kind of a strange greeting, but he is. Most people would prefer to be home.]

[Her irritation is written all over her face as she shoots him a withering glare.] I do not need your pity, Asgore.

That is not -

[He only meant it as a...well, not a pleasantry, exactly, but not pity?

But of course he said the wrong thing. He shouldn't argue.]

- of course.

[Her irritation doesn't fade at his response. She certainly doesn't feel bad for him - his meekness annoys her and makes her wants to argue with him further, in fact. But she knows there's no point, and that she'd prefer not to talk to him at all.]

Well, unless you have more to say, I will continue assisting these trapped people.

No, no. I will...go over there, I suppose.

[There's plenty of village for them both to work in.

Logic would hold that there's plenty of archipelago for them both to live in, too, but...he remembers when he first arrived here, to find Chara's friends already well aware of his crimes. Asgore never bore any of them any ill will. He couldn't blame anyone for that, just as he can't blame Toriel for this.

But it had been months before he could convince himself that there might still be some point in going out and speaking to people. That was a terrible time. In many ways it was a relief that someone finally saw him for what he was, but...maybe he can't handle being alone the same way he did before.

At least, whatever happens, he has Wesker and Krauser now.]

April Intro: Better Get to Digging

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