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August Intro: These Days Are Feeling Dark
INTRO LOG: AUGUST
Who: New arrivals, and you!
What: New souls arrive to the archipelago of LifeAftr
When: August 4th and onward
Where: Primarily Nastrandir
Warnings: Mark as needed!
What: New souls arrive to the archipelago of LifeAftr
When: August 4th and onward
Where: Primarily Nastrandir
Warnings: Mark as needed!

Our lucky new adventurers join the archipelago on a new chapter of our journey, with the new island of Nastrandir playing host to their arrival. With the events of last month leaving many questions in those more settled in LifeAftr, all will find they soon have…other things to think about.
New arrivals may awake at either of the locations listed below. Or they may wander!
A4: Show Me Distraction
In comparison to the warm welcome characters experienced on Io, the land of Nastrindir is not at all promising. The strip of coast hosting the mana pool is a scoop of rock and cliff, and rather unforgiving. To the east, however, it looks as though nearby wetlands leave the horizon lost in a foggy haze. The mana pool is generally a comforting, reliable constant on any island...generally. There looks to be something wrong with this one. The rocks surrounding it are blackened, various spots across their surface almost glass-like under the summer sun. After a brief inspection, most will probably gather that the pool has been set on fire in times past.
More annoying still is the tampering that's occured within the pool. The pool is partially obstructed, due to a blockage of tumbled rocks and boulders that seem to have fallen from the surrounding rocky landscape and toppled into the raised plinth. The choking of the mana water will make return trips to Ensō…inconvenient, to say the least. The rocks are an annoyance that will need to be removed before anyone will be travelling anywhere.

It might feel, to the particularly wary or those prone to paranoia, like these statues are watching you. Like they're representative of something else that might have its eye on you, even now.
Or they might not! It could be all in your head. What's way more important is the local flora in the vicinity. The parts of the land that have soil are currently host to some delightful plants that are known, colloquially, as candyplants. And, yes - they're exactly what they sound like.

While candyplants are somewhat less sugary than their real candy equivalents, it's still not recommended that you gorge on them overmuch. They're probably pretty bad for your teeth, if you have any. Candyplants do keep for quite some time, though - particularly if dried, packed in jars, or otherwise preserved.
Candyplants grow in temperate areas near quantities of fresh water - which Nastrandir has in abundance. Most of them grow in shaded, open areas along the ground, like melons; plants that bear smaller candyfruits may instead behave like grapes and other climbing vines, especially when they would be otherwise crowded out by other ground plants. The plants and fruits are quite harmless, though the sweet, sugary smell that tends to linger around areas of rampant growth during hot weather can cause one hell of migraine.
B4: Snakes Are Biting at My Heels
Those who arrive a little ways away from the mana pool or find themselves daring enough to start exploring will end up on the B4 square, which is closer to the swampy environment more characteristic of Nastrandir's inland. The further east one progresses, the wetter and softer the ground underfoot will get, until you're slogging thigh-deep in freshwater algae and muck. It's pretty dirty work, but it's probably more advisable that you go roaming into the wetlands rather than sticking around in the rockier regions. - especially because those regions happen to be occupied.
That feeling of paranoia that may or may not have settled on the back of your neck on A4 will turn out to be justified. Flickers of motion in the corner of your eye, the sensation of something watching you, the clattering of pebbles and rocks sliding down the sloping inclines on Nastrandir's craggy landscape - all signs indicative that something else frequents this region.
And something does. Something large, scaly, and very hungry.

With thick, scaly hides, large jaws, and venomous teeth, the rocobra is deadly fast despite its significant bulk. Even at their smallest, the rocobra is often as thick as a tree trunk in girth, and can range from thirty to sixty feet in length. Rocobra specialize in draping themselves in a circle, concealing themselves among their surroundings, and waiting for unsuspecting prey to wander somewhere in their coils before drawing tight around them to constrict them into a slow and painful death, so they might be devoured.
The good news is that rocobra only ever hunt and live in solitude; it is highly unlikely you'll find more than one in any one area. Most cannot spit venom, but can deal a paralyzing strike with massive fangs that are just as likely to impale you as they are to poison you. The good news is that they do have a weakness, and that weakness is numbers - when there is more than one target for the rocobra to focus on, it can get hopelessly confused over who it should be striking first, and can be easily distracted and led along by a well-coordinated team or pair. It's advised that you strike it at the mouth, if possible, as those scales can be awfully hard to penetrate.
While the danger rocobra present is very real, that doesn't mean they're completely useless. Rocobra can potentially be harvested for venom, meat, or their tough, scaly hides.
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!
( CODED BY BOOTYCALL )
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Raising her weapon high, she brings it down on one of the folds, hoping to break past. It works.
Sort of. The axe itself wedges between two scales, sinking into flesh- and is immediately wrenched out of her hands as a result.]
Shit. Cover me!
[She's got two good swords on the sidelines she could go for, but you know what?
2B wants her axe back. A running leap has her clinging to its spine, holding on for dear life as the snake coils and twists, trying to rid itself of the weapon sunk into its flesh.
So this is going pretty well, then.]
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[He covers her by opening fire with a chatter of repeating gunfire, spraying lead rounds straight at the thing's face. This turns out to be a strategy he can't sustain for very long when she just goes and leaps onto its back. Fuck. Now how's he supposed to - ?]
[Nothing for it. Shield in one hand, rifle in the other, he charges it, aiming low for its snapping jaws and underbelly. If a few good shots can do some damage, that's better than nothing.]
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Lips set into a thin line, she swings up with one arm, catches her grip, and repeats. Slowly and laboriously making her way towards her axe, until she's got one hand wrapped around the handle.
In one, swift motion, she wrenches it out. And then she slams it back in.
And again.
And again.]
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[The attack on two fronts is clearly making the thing's struggles progressively weaker, even if Wash had to burn through an entire mag to get to it. He settles for whocking the thing up under its chin with the sharp edge of his shield - golden shadows of wings flare out from behind his back for half a second in the process.]
[It's not as good as digging an axe in through the beast's scaly hide, but it's something.]
[Either way, its struggles are weakening.]
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Wrenching her axe out of its hide for the final time, she looks it over with pursed lips. Everything told to her thus far seemed to emphasize a lack of resources- likely, defense was another category that was lacking.
But first.]
Are you alright?
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[The answer comes automatically. His H.U.D. doesn't really work anymore like it should, but he'd know if he was dying, if his armor had been crushed or his bios tanked to the point where everything started to fucking hurt. Banged up, a little worse for wear, but he's had worse.]
[He usually has.]
Are you?