❪ introlog: #2 ❫ THE CALM. -- the overflow.

[natha]

ORIGINAL POST

You have spent the last few days on Thesa Station, taking in the knowledge that your world is no more. Perhaps you’ve made some friends (or maybe an enemy or two). Either way, you aren’t expected to spend all of your time on the Station. El Nysa needs you, after all, and you promised you’d help the planet thrive. Are you ready? Submit any AC eligible thread of participating in this log's prompts for Two (2) Olympia REP points HERE. TRAVEL LIGHT     You're really lucky, new refugee. Because of the efforts of those that came before you, your own descent into El Nysa will be quick and relatively painless. You get to reap the benefits of others' experience. Those that came before you are all well-versed in the art of teleportation now, and descending into El Nysa is simply a concentrated thought away. A teleporter has been placed in the common areas to help the new refugees descend, but for this first time, you're going to need a little guidance. You're going to need to take the hand of someone who has been on El Nysa for a while now and learn the ropes. Hold on tight, Refugee, and don't be afraid when the blinding light hits you. The actual journey will feel like a sudden whiplash— painless, but sudden, and maybe a little nauseating. Keeping your balance may be difficult, and it’s possible you might end up toppling onto your poor partner. Hopefully you’re at least thankful. You have landed in a back alley in the Residential District of Olympia. HOME SWEET HOME     Immediately, you notice that everything you've been told about El Nysa is true. There are people of all races here, and although no one bats an eye at your appearance as you enter the district, a member of the Royal Guard asks for your passport. They have a keen eye, and can tell that although you may be a new refugee to their city, they've never seen you before. Certain rumors of an outside force making preparations to do some major damage has them particularly on edge. It's a good thing the Orbiters made sure you have an Olympian passport ready to go. You present it, and with a small nod, the Guard says nothing more and slaps a patch on your chest; to your surprise, it reads: Hello! My name is ________________! I am in House #___! Are you my housemate? ... No matter how much you try, there's no removing this sticker. "It'll come off tomorrow," says the guardkeep. "Lots of refugees here, limited housing. It's an easy way to get to know the people you're living with. Though, if you ask me, why are we accepting so many foreigners when so many want to watch this city burn? Well, I don’t give the orders." If someone greets you, the message on the patch will magically change: Secretly, I _____, _____, and _____! What are yours? There's no telling how they'd known these things, but it likely has to do with Zasere. AGAIN. It may be a good idea to get situated in your new home and set down some ground rules with your roommates. There is also, of course, much of Olympia to explore. FLONA COVE     Word around the city is that one very cute and enthusiastic Olympian, You Watanabe, has been asking around earnestly for the nearest place to find some coastal fun. It didn't take long before a few locals pointed her in the direction of Flona Cove. Maybe it’s a good idea to check out the area. There are only a few more days left of summer, after all. Even if you're not the beach type, exploring a new area certainly can't hurt your understanding of El Nysa. Flona Cove is just a quick train ride away. BEACH PARTY: Chances are, you've heard about the beach party being organized by You Watanabe, whether it be from her directly or someone who knows her. A lot of careful planning has gone into it, and it looks like a great time, so why not check it out? Full speed ahead towards a great time! There's plenty of food for everyone, and plenty of watermelons that need splitting! 1. Various food vendors from around Flona Cove have agreed to offer free food for the new refugees, and they line the shoreline near the harbor, enthusiastically offering goodies such as seafood kabobs, ice cream, fresh fruit (including whole watermelons!), and hot dogs. You Watanabe herself has a grill where she’s cheerfully serving up her trademark "Niceoodles" yakisoba as well as other Japanese food like takoyaki and rice. What makes her noodles so nice? It’s obviously the cheerful smiley-face sun drawn on the omelette. In exchange, the chefs and vendors only ask that you spread the word, though most of them have buckets for donations if you want to help chip back in. After the party is all done, however, there seem to be plenty of dishes that need doing, all in a big pile. You herself is working on getting through the mountain of dishes, but maybe you could lend a hand? 2. It's just not a beach party without the traditional watermelon splitting! For those of you who don't come from modern Japan on Earth, it might be perplexing at first seeing the literal mountain of watermelons grown with the help of Keyleth, another recent Olympian. If the bat-like sticks and blindfolds next to them don’t explain the purpose, though, you might just sit back and watch as a brave competitor sets a watermelon on the sand, ties a blindfold around their eyes, and has people start yelling at them which way to go. They consider the shouts of the crowd, take a swing... and strike nothing but sand. Perhaps you can do better? There are beach activities galore. Now's the time to build the sandcastle of your dreams or play a game of beach volleyball. Maybe you're brave enough to surf the waves, or you’d just like to enjoy a swim. Mom friends who just want to lounge in the sun and read a book while working on their tan are welcome too, of course. BENEATH THE SURFACE: 1. Diving beneath the waters in Flona Cove yield a whole new world on its own. Rent a scuba suit and take a trip to explore the corals, and you may even be lucky enough to run into a playful school of dolphins. Be careful-- they tend to get carried away and will happily drag swimmers for a wild ride. 2. You might want a boat for this scuba adventure, unless you're a strong swimmer. Venture deeper into the ocean, farther away from the coast, and adventurers will find some interesting stuff. Two miles southwest of the harbor, deep, deep into the watery abyss, lies a shipwreck. Exploring through the various rooms of the ship yields a few knick-knacks here and there-- rusted spare parts, cracked tea sets... a surprisingly well-preserved pin-up painting of Koralle? The real treasure awaits for those who have the courage to swim beneath the ship's hull. Here, covered in algae and debris, lies the skeletal corpse of a winged, fanged, clawed beast. This is only a distant memory of its former glory, as nothing but bones are left, but something— something brilliant, catches your eye. Those hundreds of teeth are not bone, but a material so lustrous and pure, it nearly blinds. It will take some work, but with persistence and strength, it is possible to extract a tooth. Those that work in Simwe Institute or The Sanctuary may find it beneficial to take an extra for their boss— this is definitely something that is of interest to study. 3. Olympians love their luxury. There's nothing more luxurious than a secluded lagoon, the water at just the perfect temperature and pristine. This is one of the most sought-after spots for the natives, but when you come across it, it is completely peaceful and empty. For the tourists? Well, this place simply gets overlooked due to its distance from the main beaches. It's also relatively hidden. Soon you start feeling oddly friendly? Cupid’s Pool is also described by the people of Olympia as the touchy-feely pool. It has an inherent property that makes those who soak in it crave physical affection. Chances are you probably wanted to know this before you decided to take a dip, huh? (Please warn for threads appropriately) EARN SOME SILVER     1. While many of the locals came together to offer their hands to provide a bit of entertainment for the surge in tourism, that isn’t to state that they’re fully staffed. Have a few hours to spare? They're willing to pay for your help. Maybe you’re just the cooking champ they needed? The lifeguard who showed up just in time? Or the star salesman at their humble accessory shop so desired? 2. The man who approaches you is even offering more than most of the vendors down the street. Sure, the guy and his entourage look kind of shady, but money is money, isn't it? If you accept, he’ll shove a strange swimsuit or two your way and lead you to the dressing room. What kind of job is this? Modeling, he says. Hopefully you aren’t camera shy! Hey there, hot stuff. I like your look. Or maybe it's your... aura? Either way, I like what you're working with. How about you flaunt what you've got for some fat silver stacks? He also wants to be able to test your charm, and is willing to pay a whopping 400 silver in exchange. He may even ask you to go "talk" (did you hear him say "hit on"?) to a couple of people, and “sell” yourself. Whatever that means... Incidentally, he says he’ll give you a signal once you get a pass. Feels like forever, doesn’t it? 3. Once night begins to fall and the people gradually begin to clear out, you’ll notice something... odd. There are some shady looking people around, and maybe you’ve been hearing whispers all day about a certain "fight club." Initially, no one will tell you a time or location, but if you are persistent, your efforts will pay off. Perhaps in light of helping a vendor clear out their stall or assisting that one Olympian native in distress, they’re willing to tell you a few things about this exclusive club. They explain to you that it’s been a long-standing tradition of Olympia. Secret fight clubs. A place for people to stretch their wings and their fists. Moreover, the pay off seems to be pretty good! Though, they warn you that there are some aggressive competitors out there this time around. Things have been tough politically for a while now, and there is much unrest among the people. What better way to blow off some steam than to beat someone up and make a bit of bank! Fights are not to the death, simply until a knock out, but accidents (and "accidents") do happen. Finding the crowd of people will take some searching, even with directions. They meet along the northern coast of Flona, by following a path leading underground, well away from any civilization. Once you’re there, why not participate? You may find yourself facing off against a fellow refugee. OOC     An AC-eligible thread for 2 OLYMPIAN REP POINTS may be submitted from this log. SUBMIT THE THREAD HERE by OCTOBER 15 11:59 PM EST. In the event of CAPTCHA, we will be providing an overflow. In the event of a second CAPTCHA, players are advised to move threads to an overflow post on their character journals. These threads remain eligible for AC, AC Rewards, and REP. 1 SILVER = 1 US DOLLAR. QUICK NAV premise ● faq ● world ● map ● reputation ● npcs taken ● reserves ● application calendar ● hiatus/drops ● modbox [ FULL NAVIGATION ] elnysa nysalogs nysaisles nysaooc elnyan

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Rhys

[heraldsdawn]

[ ( Continued from here)
The small immature part of him just wants to dump a bucket of water on Rhys' head. Just to see what would happen to the strange arm.

But, you know, that's the childish part. He's a grown up doing grown up things. Like making a castle. Speaking of arms-]

Wiring? I mean, we use wire for balistas and for other tools.

Why does it have something to do with your arm?]

[rhygret]

[ It definitely wouldn't break his cyberware but he would probably yell in surprise pretty loud. Probably for the best that they stick to their manly building of sand castles. ]

Hooo boy. Okay, no, that's not the type of wiring I mean. It's like....imagine taking a bunch of really thin strings of copper and winding them together so that electricity can run through them.

...You know electricity right? Lightning and stuff?

[ he's not asking to be a dick, for the record. He's just not sure what sort of baseline he should be using here for his explanation. ]

[heraldsdawn]

[ There's a long look as Rhys tryies to go into this...but electricity and lightning?

Well, that's easy enough. He doesn't say anything he merely just raises his hand and sparks of purple lightning begin to spark off his hand. Then he slowly looks back to Rhys canting his head. ]

I have a good handle on what lightning is, Rhys.

Why? Does that have something to do with it?

[rhygret]

Oh. My god.

[ Lavellan are you ready for the sheer amount of fanboying Rhys is about to do right now? Because he just looks thrilled, eyes wide and bright and the dumbest of grins on his face. ]

Ahaha, you just--ohhhh I am never going to get used to this. Magic. Hah! That's so cool. You're--you're cool.

[ What was he talking about again ]

[heraldsdawn]

[ Well this is a different reaction that he hadn't expected. People never liked magic back home...or most people. Hm.

And the reaction is just something he's come to expect of Rhys. Because this is Rhys.

Awkwardly, he runs a hand through his blond hair. ]

I believe cool is a good thing yes? Well, if so, thank you. It's pretty handy.

[rhygret]

Oh--yeah cool is definitely good. It's like...if good and awesome came together in one word? That's cool. And you are toootally welcome, heh.

[ He thinks this sort of thing is really cool alright??? Magic isn't real...back home... People who can just do it like nothing are the coolest ]

Have you...always been able to do that? Magic??

[heraldsdawn]

[ Ah...there is Rhys. Being Complimentary and well...the best word to describe it is worshipping the elf.

There's a discomfort to it in his mind, like being the Herald all over again and having to live up to an expectation he's not even sure he can.

Though thankfully it only has to do with the elf thing so...it's easier. Not great, but easier.

The question receives a small nod as he answers; ]

It surfaced about the time I was a very young child. After that, I was chosen as our Keeper's first to train and prepare to take over our Clan.

[rhygret]

[ If only Rhys could somehow assure him that there's no pressure here and that he doesn't expect Lavellan to perform any specific duty or feat...he's just happy to hang out with him doing dorky stuff like build sandcastles. ]

Oh man, that's...that's cool. Developing magic powers, I mean. And I guess being chosen like that? Wish I could make lightning.

[heraldsdawn]

Hm. Yes I suppose you could say that.

[ Though he doesn't feel as such. Everything sort of just having been decided for him? He's never sure if he'll be fully okay with it. ]

Many people would argue differently on that front, Rhys. But, I'm glad you like it.

[rhygret]

Yeah, well, I’m just glad you even like hanging out with someone as plain as me. I mean, I know I’m awesome. But it’s not like I’m especially good at fighting or using magic or anything like that. I’m just some guy you know? Granted a very good-looking one but still.

[ Don’t mind him, he’s just tooting his own horn here. He can’t be too upfront about his own vulnerabilities and insecurities. That would be lame. ]

[heraldsdawn]

Honestly, it's nice hanging around normal people for a change. You wouldn't believe the people I dealt with back home.

[ The crazy people trying to kill him anyways. His companions are definitely an exception considering they are a whole band of misfits and weirdos in their own rights.

Though he's sure if he said that to either Dorian or Vivienne there would be a lot himming and hawing at that. ]

[rhygret]

Try me.

[ Not that Rhys can boast meeting anyone exceptionally...fantastic in the supernatural sense? Unless you count the Vault Monster he helped destroy. And maybe the way Sasha miraculously got healed at the end of it all. Crazy though they may be, most people on Pandora were just that--people. Regular old humans.

He wonders if Lavellan's ever met a dragon like Zevran as he finishes filling a bucket and flips it, adding a tower to one side. ]

[heraldsdawn]

[ Hm.

Does he really want to get into this? Especially with Rhys?

He didn't want someone fawning over him like a hero. It was enough pressure as is.

But again...maybe it's better coming from him than another source. If anything he may be able to stop it from going full blown worship mode like when everyone sang to him. ]

Well, aside from going out and killing dragons, there were cultists and corrupted templars out for my life and an ancient magister seeing me as a threat.

Kind of happens when you accidentally ruin their ritual.

[rhygret]

Oh...yikes? That actually sounds like it sucks? Cults, man. Crazy.

[ Never mind that technically Rhys had one back home before it got destroyed and all that. That part was kind of awesome?? People worshipping him, showing reverence and not hating him for crashing a giant space station that killed hundreds of thousands of people.

Definitely all worked out in the end. ]

Fighting dragons though--man, what's that like?