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❪ event ❫ THE DESCENT: PART ONE -- the overflow.

THE PROLOGUE    
Your sleep on the night of the 15th is not a restful one, unfortunately. It’s unclear whether you are in a state of half-wakefulness, or dreaming. The voices you hear certainly sound very real.


What is it, Sael?



—Is everyone asleep?!



Every one, yes. Sael, it appears you do not have good news to deliver...?


N-No! I don’t know how it slipped past us, but there’s something powerful coming this way. Something hostile. I can barely keep the core systems online!

... I don't know what to do...


I see... and we cannot protect Thesa and Alria in addition to transferring the Refugees to Olympia. This force, they waited for this moment. They knew I have been Intervening, and that I have become weak from such Interventions—

... We've been had. It cannot be helped. To save the Refugees on the Stations, we must eject the awoken unto El Nysa. My remaining energy shall go into shielding Thesa— left defenseless, every being we have saved on this station will perish... Sael, where is the ideal location for the landing?


Hmm. There aren’t any people within a ten mile radius of The Outlook, and there shouldn’t be any for a few more days. I think that’s the best location right now.


Very well. Instruct Zasere and Roman to begin preparations for an emergency eject. This is the only way we can save everyone. I am counting on you to ward off the enemy on the space front. The rest... is up to our Refugees.





The alarms are blaring. It shouts against your eardrums, calling you to wake again. This time, you are in new pod, strapped down completely and cushioned tightly against the walls. In truth, you had no idea when you’d gone to sleep, but it is reminiscent of when you had been saved from the force of the Storm. A voice greets you when you come to, while the conversation between Darma and Sael is still fresh on your mind. Despite their voices playing like an old tune in your memory, you still know it is something that happened. Something has gone terribly wrong.

You hear Darma speak, her voice loud in your head.

Fellow Refugee, I wake you with regrettable news. A force equal to our own is attempting to engage Thesa, no doubt to steal the souls contained here. My energy is near depleted with this last Intervention, so I cannot send you to the grounds safely as originally intended. However, there is hope yet.This power shall instead shield Thesa and Alria — and believe in me when I swear no one shall be hurt. Your loved ones are safe with us.

—Unfortunately, that is at your expense. Your descent will not be an easy one. This pod that contains you shall pierce through El Nysa's atmosphere and land you on an island west of Olympia, simply called The Outlook. Travel east. Find the West Outpost, then continue east until you find the Olympian North Gate.

There is a method to this madness. You shall be sent in waves. The inhumanly strong shall be first. The parachute will soften the landing, but I am aware of all your capabilities. The first wave will survive the drop, and will work tirelessly to secure the others. Find your bearings, and ensure the safety of the second wave. They are the healers and medics. Catch their pods, ease their landings, make certain that they shall not be harmed, because you will need them for your wounds.

The third wave are your strongmen. They shall help clear the debris and take people to safety, making way for the fourth wave, those can conjure magic to help. Bring everyone to a safe distance. A supply drop will follow soon after; it shall contain tents and tools that will be useful for the long night. The fifth and sixth waves are largely vulnerable humans. With your combined efforts, you shall survive this great misfortune.

Forgive us, Refugee. Leave the Moons to us, my promise to you is still in tact— focus on what you can do for others like you.
Helping at least two (2) Refugees will earn you one (1) Natha REP. Threads must be AC length to qualify, and can be submitted HERE by JULY 31st.


THE DESCENT    
  • FIRST WAVE. The instructions are clear. Those who are a part of the First Wave should be equipped with physical strength and fortitude to survive the drop or the power to regenerate and heal their own wounds. While the pods are already designed to cushion some of the impact, as this is the first group, it will likely to be the most jarring. In all of the waves, some of the pods will malfunction and offer no cushion at all. They will be expected to quickly find their bearings. Their mission isn’t simply just landing, after all. The first wave will be expected to help the next wave, and the wave after that.

    Whether through their abilities or brute strength, they will be expected to help soften the landing for those who are falling. They will also be expected to pry open hatches, carry people to safety, and to just... survive.

    It’s not always easy being first.

  • SECOND WAVE. Within the next hour, it’s time for the Second Wave to make their descent. You were selected based upon your aptitude for healing and/or being able to administer first aid. Perhaps you can help the tired and weary. Maybe those who have landed have have strength, but no stamina. Either way, it may be unwise to exhaust all their abilities at once. The night is long, and you may want to conserve their energy for the next waves to come.

    At least you’ll have help in getting settled.

  • THIRD WAVE. Akin to the First Wave, the Third Wave will possess some durability, and some manner of strength, making you a reliable ally. Especially in a time of crisis... Or so we hope. While the landing is tough, and some of you may need first aid. As soon as you’re all healed up, you’ll have no time to dawdle. Your help is required.

    Please help those still trapped in pods. Carry those unconscious to safety. Lift debris, and rescue all you can.” May be a vague message still stuck in the back of your head. Something whispered to you while you were just waking. Well, might as well roll with it. It’s the best shot you have, after all.

  • FOURTH WAVE. Those in the Fourth Wave, as Darma projects, were selected due to the versatility of their abilities. No one expects one man to do the same as the next. Rather, that’s precisely the point: to be different. To be able to accomplish something unique. While one individual may be blessed with powers that assist in putting out fires, another may have the ability to shield those from oncoming debris. Maybe one even has the ability to channel all of these. Regardless, it’s up to you and your quick wits to see what tasks are open. It’ll take some coordination, especially as there are more people mixing into the fray, but, you can do it, can’t you?

  • FIFTH WAVE. If you are in the Fifth Wave it is likely that you have a specific power or ability. One that isn’t easily channeled or called upon. Or, perhaps, you were merely placed here for insurance. Whatever the case if, your expertise will presently be put to the test. Maybe you’re quite proficient in survival skills, and you’re already eyeing the supplies that were dropped between the Fourth Wave and now. Goods all ready to be salvaged. Okay, maybe some can’t, but as they say, “it’s the thought that counts.” Besides, the injured from earlier certainly need a space to rest, and camp isn’t going to make itself.

    Regardless, maybe you feel more comfortable joining in the efforts to assist those who still require it. Whatever it is, you are sure to find your place and use. Darma obviously held the same faith.

  • FINAL WAVE. The Final Wave is fortunate in a variety of ways. With Thesa Station a bit more stabilized, Darma utilizes the last bit of her powers in insuring that these last remaining pods are met with the softest landing, right beside the fifth, that is. The fragility of life is nothing she is unfamiliar with, after all. Still, that isn’t to say nothing is expected of you.

    Most of the individuals that have dropped earlier will likely be exhausted. An hour stretched between each one, makes several hours for the first couple of waves. They'll need a place to relax.

    You will act as the final group of helpers. Settle into whatever role feels best for you. Are you an excellent cook? Great at rationing supplies? Perhaps, you have a secret skill in ______ that might come in handy here? Or, maybe, despite the gentler landing you still managed to get hurt. The sky's the limit, and you got this!


Meanwhile, in the distant kingdom of Olympia, the Empress and her loyal subject discuss matters late into the night...

I’ll have the results of that dragon toxin study ready for you soon, Your Highness. I just need a few helpers to— oh wow, is that a meteor shower?



Oh yes, it appears so. How beautiful.. hehe. Let us thank Thesa for this blessing.


GATHER YOUR BEARINGS    
All in all, the descent lasts for nearly seven hours. After the deployment of the last wave of refugees, it’s only natural that you may be feeling pretty worn out.

A. Within the remains of the pods, Refugees will find basic camping supplies such as small tents, sleeping bags, and compasses. Not all of the supplies remain intact, thanks to the impact of the crash. But, sharing resources will ensure there is enough for everyone to rest for the night. Can you really in good conscience leave that stranger next to you without shelter?

B. Although you may be tired after such a life-threatening ordeal, there is still work to be done to ensure your survival. Fortunately, it works out because now there are plenty of empty hands. There are stray debris and metal parts that should be collected and disposed of. There's firewood that needs to be collected, and campfires to upkeep. The nights in the Outlook are particularly chilly, and so it will be imperative to keep warm!

C. Your clothes are tattered or too bloodied to sleep on with comfortably. Fortunately, Darma thought ahead. There will be various types of clothing provided, mostly robes that resemble her own in earthy tones, all to help them camouflage you for your next big adventure.

FINAL OOC NOTE    
This INTRO event will be broken up into three parts! Please keep this in mind when plotting your threads/tag load. PART 3 Will be up on JULY 22ND, at 6 PM EST. We will not provide an additional CAPTCHA for this overflow. Players are advised to move threads to an overflow post on their character journals in the event this overflow gets close to CAPTCHA. These threads remain eligible for AC, AC Rewards, and REP.

The NETWORK is currently down, as Sael must concentrate all of his efforts on warding off the invading force. Characters may still message each other's personal IC inboxes.

Submit two (2) AC-eligible threads from this log for one (1) Natha Orbiter REP point here by JULY 31ST.

Recommended Listening: Alex & TOKYO Rose

PART ONE | PART ONE (overflow) | PART TWO | PART THREE


heraldsdawn: (I am going to sass)

[personal profile] heraldsdawn 2017-07-22 02:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The explanation still is fuzzy and confusing but overall, he understands it. Whatever magic this world had and the powers Darma possessed it was far beyond his understanding. It just makes him wonder if the things this world had was something time the Ancient elves did.

But, he shakes his mind of those thoughts, deciding to move on in this conversation from sleep and the Fade. ]


There is something I need to ask: Why have you been taking notes about our conversation this entire time? [ He has taken notice finally to what she's writing and it's made him curious. ]
valcurie: @yevon (.16)

[personal profile] valcurie 2017-07-22 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
( Ask her again in a few days about ancient elves. She's coming to understand their special sleep as a kind of fascinating biological stasis, like hibernation or even cryostasis. She'd also like a peek at a brain like his, but she doesn't say as much, at least not to him. There's a note or two about wanting to see neurological activity re: sensory inputs while sleeping/traversing Fade. Perhaps sleeping activates a sense plugged in directly to the subconscious?

Mercy gives him a calm smile as she offers this explanation. )
Ah, this is for my own benefit. My memory is not as strong as I need it to be. The technology I am used to makes the mind less likely to retain information. Since I am not able to easily store my notes digitally, I must write them down. But I would not write down anything personal without your consent. You can see what I've just written, if you'd like, or anything else. I imagine some of it would be an effective sleeping aid.

( Like her meticulous listing of supplies she was able to gather up on Thesa. Seriously there's a whole three pages about different bandage sizes and theoretical wound packing in varying levels of gravity. She has some experience with how space effects the practise of medicine but most of that precious information is gone. Just like everything else. )
heraldsdawn: (I can get down for that)

[personal profile] heraldsdawn 2017-07-24 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He definitely will. Because getting information out of Abelas is like pulling teeth.

Her term definitely don't make mage sense. Digitally? But, again, people seem to becoming far advanced places which definitely had something to do with technology. ]


That' sounds fascinating but what did you do back in your world for you need to take such notes? A healer perhaps? [ If she needed such things to help people sleep it must be something of that nature. If that's the case they definitely needed that. ]
valcurie: @naturalperms (.17)

[personal profile] valcurie 2017-07-25 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
( Hah. At least teeth pulling just hurts, and doesn't threaten to leave weaker-willed beings utterly morose and miserable. )

Close! I was working as a pretty generalised doctor, so I needed a lot of different information about ailments and treatments. There were also my patient files.

Are you a healer yourself? Ah-- ( She looks surprised by her own poor manners. ) My name is Angela Ziegler, by the way, though Mercy also works. A codename.
heraldsdawn: (Not sure what words)

[personal profile] heraldsdawn 2017-07-26 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
A doctor, thank the creators. I was fearing we hadn't many healers amongst us. [ At least it'll take some of the load off of his mind knowing there may be fewer injured with more healers and doctors about.

He is about to answer her when she cuts in with her name. ]


Oh, yes, it's good to meet you as well, Angela. [ Which he will reach out to shake her hand and while doing so; ]

And no. I'm no healer, sadly. Combat magic only.
valcurie: @naturalperms (.17)

[personal profile] valcurie 2017-07-26 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
If it's any consolation, judging by how many came down in the same wave as me, I'd say there's quite a few of us more than capable of keeping you patched up.

( A doctor's reassuring smile. He seems like a sweet one to her. She's not sure if he's a child or adult, given that she doesn't know how to judge age in elves yet, but he seems rather mature to her, if not a little unsure of himself. And that could just be the circumstances.

Handshake it is! So far it'd been an awkward gesture with elves, so it's good to know she didn't make a complete fool of herself. )


Could you learn healing magic? Or is that something you have to specialise is?
heraldsdawn: (Happy)

omg mercy mom stop he's a big boy.

[personal profile] heraldsdawn 2017-07-30 01:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Good to know. I do like to keep my internals where they are. More comfortable that way.

[ He just grins at his terrible joke, but he leans a bit forward at the handshake before finally breaking it. Definitely one hundred percent fine with handshakes here. She probably just met the grouchier of the few.

Her question does make him laugh a little nervously. Right. ]


I could learn it, but unfortunately I never got the chance to. Our Keeper had to send me away for business before that lesson.

But, with these circumstances I guess now's a good a time as any to learn.
valcurie: @yevon (.14)

its ok even big boys get booboos

[personal profile] valcurie 2017-07-30 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
( She may not laugh a lot, but her chuckle and amusement are genuine. Doctor jokes are her favourite kind so he's definitely scored himself some points. ) It's generally good to keep them where they belong, yes.

( Taking her hand back, she folds both of them in her lap to help keep them warm. Such posture, the kind that faintly exudes calm and grace, is pretty much natural for her. She considers what he says, and tries to understand it based on what context she'e been getting about elves and magic over the past few days. ) Your keeper? ( A sensitive topic, so her voice softens. ) Were you a slave? ( She doesn't yet know what vallaslin are, so she does linger on them out of curiosity, wondering if they might be some kind brand. )
heraldsdawn: (Uh)

:I

[personal profile] heraldsdawn 2017-07-30 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's a small pause when she asks him that. While she isn't right, she's definitely gotten close to a very touchy subject. He knows he probably should clear this up quickly though. ]

Keeper is a term we Dalish use for the person who leads our clan in both literal and spiritual manner. So no I wasn't a slave. I was her First. I was to succeed her in leading our Clan when she passed on.

[ But he does go quiet for a moment and he thinks. ]

However, this may benefit you later if you meet anymore elves from Thedas. At one point the elven people were enslaved and some still are in certain regions of the world.
valcurie: http://nishakadam.co.vu/icons2 (.o4)

[personal profile] valcurie 2017-07-30 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
( Well, she certainly does't need to write that down to make note of it. An infinitesimal shift in her posture, and a faint chime from her wings come, as well as a short breath of glowing mist, but it most likely won't be seen in the brighter light cast by the fire. Ever so slightly she leans in towards him. )

Thank you for this information. I will keep it in mind when talking to elves from your world.

I am certainly not your Keeper, and I cannot do magic, but if you ever wish to learn healing, such as it is in my world and how it can be applied here, I would be happy to give you some lessons. I am sure you could also provide me with some insight into how I might treat wounds of a magical nature.

( She smiles now. And after this offer, she does want to prod a bit further for knowledge's sake. ) But tell me, is 'Dalish' what you call modern elves? I think there was--some kind of schism in your people's history? I meet another elf with tattoos similar to yours. ( Gently, she raises a hand to cup her cheek. )
heraldsdawn: (Uh)

[personal profile] heraldsdawn 2017-08-03 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you. [ The woman seemed tactful enough, so, he has a feeling she'd probably not mention it unless otherwise. The offer to learn medicine isn't one he would turn down, however he's not quite sure about the second; ]

I can certainly try to lend what knowledge I have with magical wounds. I've made enough potions and poultices to deal with the common ailments.

[ With some help and instruction. At her questioning he does let out a sigh. Oh no. ]

I see you met Abelas.

[ Poor woman. ]

Anyways, no. Not all modern elves are of the Dalish. We are clans that wander Thedas, never really stopping for we have no home. There are elves outside of us who live in human cities but they are not technically apart of the Dalish.

As for the schism; in the times of the ancient elves our Homeland, Elvehnan fell and when it did we lost most of our history and culture with it. The humans of Tevinter then came to the ruins of our land and enslaved those who remained.

[ But there's a weary kind of sigh to it all. ]

Unfortunately, I can't tell you all the details of that time. We only know the fragments of what happened and well...I only just recently learned what truly happened.
valcurie: ? someone's thing (.19)

[personal profile] valcurie 2017-08-03 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
I would like to understand how magic might complicate wounds. Fire burns, yes, but is that all magical fire does? ( A hypothetical question. She just means it as an example so he may know what she's asking of him. ) But it is not your job to help me figure these things out. I would just appereciate speaking to you sometime about any personal insight you may be able to provide me.

( As for the next part, well. She can't help an amused smile and some sympathy for the man sat across from her. He strikes her as a helpful, earnest sort, the kind whom Abelas wouldn't take well to. Identity politics aside, Senren seems too nice to survive someone like Abelas. She's sure she's just felicitous enough to have gotten on his good side by chance: she was able to make a good first impression on him, and she was able to hold some interest for him by striking him as a curiosity with her technology confused for magic. And, ironically, it doesn't actually hurt that she's human. She's more distant from some of the more personal complications. )

Recently you learnt, when you to met him? I must admit, it can't be easy to be in the presence of a conscious part of your history, who knows the truth of what actually happened. But I don't think it can be easy for him either. His world is gone, everything has changed, and yet his duty is the same. It must be confusing for the both of you.

But that doesn't matter. You have told me enough. I shouldn't have made you think of such unpleasant things before sleeping. Perhaps it would be better if I were a spirit? ( Smiling again, but she is genuinely remorseful. Stirring up such thoughts is unkind. ) Let us speak of something more pleasant. The Dalish are a nomadic culture, you said? How's your oral tradition? Do you have any good stories? It would be a privilege to hear one.
heraldsdawn: (Look at these elf eyes)

[personal profile] heraldsdawn 2017-08-09 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
Ah. That I may be able to do.

[ Depending on the fire it could definitely complicate things, but that can wait for now. Thankfully they have not encountered anyone trying to set them ablaze so they have that going at least. However, he keeps neutral look to his face. Clearly, she didn't know all of what was going on between them from what she was saying. ]

Not here, but back in our world, yes. You would be right. It's been a trying time for us both.

[ But you know at least one of them was trying to make the best of things. Abelas just wanted to be sulky forever. Her apology is just met with a half smile as he tries to wave it off. ]

It's fine. I'm sure anyone would have these questions about hearing about a world different from their own. I know I do.

[ Her other questions he does remain silent for. Should he even indulge in this? Solas has told him that the Dalish had much of their history wrong. The temple of Mythal was the biggest eye opener. Finally, he relents, deciding it's better to answer than say nothing. ]

We are. There are many clans spread throughout southern Thedas and every story is passed down from one generation to the next. We try to at least keep some of our history written down and it's the Keeper's job to make sure to preserve it.

[ As for a story...he scratches his chin. ]

There is the story of Fen'harel; the Dread wolf. That's a good one.
valcurie: @yevon (.16)

[personal profile] valcurie 2017-08-09 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you. It will be of great value to me, and to others.

( Smiling, again, and she continues to do so as she listens to what he has to say. Honestly, as much as she'd like to understand, the complicated politics of a race from another world seem a bit much for her to tackle just right now, so she doesn't bother him too much for more explanation when she might want it.

And she nods and laughs when he agrees with her, her heart warming with the same sentiment. It's a comfort to know that he is, so to speak, as inquisitive as she is. Such robust curiosity and willingness to listen, and to discuss, are more signs of a healthy mind. She thinks Abelas would benefit from cultivating such qualities, but. Well. The way things are now, he needs more nurturing and healing and friendly {but stern!} guidance. That's her take, anyway. Otherwise a lot of this is really beyond the capacities of a true stranger.

But, Dread wolf? That's a catchy name to excite her imagination. Her eyes light up, her shoulders hunch and she leans in. )
Fen'harel. ( She says it a bit oddly, more like fennel than fen. ) Is it scary? It sounds like a perfect campfire story.
heraldsdawn: (Look at these elf eyes)

[personal profile] heraldsdawn 2017-08-13 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
It's not exactly scary, per say, but it's more a cautionary tale.

[ he takes a long breath before he leans forward, elbows resting on his thighs as his hands fold over one another and go near his chin. ]

You see, legend says that our gods were at war with the Forgotten ones, evil gods. However, there was one god that could walk between both circles and each believed this god was on their side. This was Fen'Harel. He had told both sides believing he had a way to defeat the other. Then when the war was at it's climax Fen'Harel tricked both sides and sealed them all way into the Beyond. They say this is why our kingdom of Arlathan fell because the Creators could not intervene.

Our people see the Dread wolf as the trickster god, god of rebellion who will lead all those astray just for the fun of it.

[ But there's a small pause as he thinks it over.]

However, it's only legend. I'm not quite sure if it can be believed at this point...
valcurie: ? (.25)

[personal profile] valcurie 2017-08-14 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
( At first she just listens to his history as what he says it is: legend. An easy thing to hear, and she's tired, and the fire cracks so pleasantly, and there's so much still ahead of them she doesn't want to have to think of for the span and space of some seconds.

But his pause: it's enough to alert her. She easily connects it to what he expressed before, with something happening and the presence of Abelas upsetting a lot of his fundamental beliefs. Is this another? Gently as she can, she reaches out and touches the back of his hand, shrugs and then lets it sit there as a solid weight. As if to anchor him to what is real. )


If this Fen'Harel had his reasons, or even wasn't responsible in the first place, does it matter now? It's a story. It's not a strident search for truth. Don't let it distract you. ( She withdraws now and shifts. And she may yawn. )
heraldsdawn: (Best frand)

[personal profile] heraldsdawn 2017-08-14 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ When she touches him, his gaze shifts from the fire back to this woman. He see's the look on her face, it seems soft and caring like a mother would for a questioning child. But, he keeps his expression fairly neutral, not wishing to foist his problems onto her. But there was so much more to it. All the history and lack there of.

But, he gives back a smile deciding these problems are probably fairly petty at this time. ]


Yes, you'e right. There's other things to focus on. [ He does let out a stretch when she gives a yawn and looks back to her. ]

I think it's time for bed, Mercy. It's getting late and we have a lot to do tomorrow.
valcurie: @yevon (.16)

[personal profile] valcurie 2017-08-15 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
( A lack of history? Sometimes something like that sounds like a blessing, compared to the curse of having too much. But that's something for another time. Certainly not tonight, on the cusp of so much adventure and danger promised by the morning.

Still smiling, features softened by the kindly light of the fire and her own creeping need for sleep, Mercy nods at him once before starting to collect herself and her things. Before standing up: )


Of course. Don't let me keep you any longer from getting the sleep you need. If you see any real spirits, say hi for me?

Sleep well, Senren. ( With a wave after her, she turns around and departs. )