AUGUST INTRO LOG: MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE

[asgardmods]

Who: EVERYONE
What: the August intro log and first god house competition, More Than Meets the Eye
When: August 8
Where: Gladsheim Palace for breakfast, around Asgard for the game/curse
Rating: PG-13; please take anything higher than this to a private log!

morning: a warm invitation

Everyone wakes up to a friendly invitation to breakfast at the castle with the gods. For most of you, this comes as a message on your bracelet, reading:

Join us at the castle today to welcome some new Wanderers into our midst. Breakfast will be served and a lively game will be available to all of our guests, both new and old.

New Wanderers are curious on their own, and this is the first there's ever been mention of a game. Perhaps it's enough for you to make the trek to the castle, to see what all the fuss is about, or maybe even to see if there's someone you know. Perhaps you want to learn more about the game, or maybe you just want the food.

For our new guests, this comes as a bit more of a surprise. Wherever you were before in your world, without even realizing it, you wake up in a strange new place. No time or space inbetween, just an awareness of There and then Here. A matronly figure tries to explain your circumstances with a sympathetic smile, but ultimately invites you meet them all for yourselves: the Gods of Asgard, and the Wanderers that arrived before you.



The sight that greets you on the castle grounds is a rather festive one, regardless of where you're coming from. Colorful streamers and flags are draped above large tables with room for several guests. Natives bustle about, cheerfully offering food and drinks to anyone that wants some. Everyone is welcomed to mingle and greet the new Wanderers on this bright summer morning.

the game: a friendly competition

Among the brightly decorated tables are ones highlighted in a specific color for a specific god house, and most of the gods themselves can be found sitting behind it with a few of their district's natives. They are here to welcome the new Wanderers into Asgard - but they're also here to explain the rules of today's game. There are coins hidden throughout the city and disguised as mundane items, and the god house that returns the most of their coins will win an upgrade to their god housing! No hints will be given, but the natives are excited to help facilitate the activity and happily invite you to wander through their districts to find what you can.

But you don't have to know about the rules to be playing the game! The coins are already hidden throughout the city, and no one knows what they are until they've been picked up. Whether you're banding together with friends to find as many coins as you can or blindly stumbling over an unpleasant surprise, the game and the curse are in full swing!

evening: a fair prize

At sundown, all of the coins in the city disappear at once, whether they're in your pocket or still disguised as a bowl. Points will be tallied and a winner will be announced (OOCly, on August 17) - but Asgardians are keen to celebrate regardless of who wins a rather inconsequential game. The same colorful display of tables and chairs is still spread across the castle grounds, although now they twinkle with fairy lights haphazardly blinking throughout the air. Snacks and drinks are made available, as well as more dinner-shaped meals for those that request it. Mostly the natives simply want to bask in the strangeness of these Wanderers from other worlds for a moment longer - but they're also eagerly listening to any stories from the day's mischievous game. Relax, enjoy yourself, or again, just stock up on some freely served food. Whatever suits your needs today. Welcome to Asgard, dear Wanderers.

[ OOC NOTE: This is the intro log for August, as well as our first god house competition/curse: More Than Meets the Eye. You are free to play with the curse prompts and searching the city in any way you want! If you would like to submit a map to earn points for your god house, please check out the rules to learn what to do. We will accept maps until August 17, at which point a winner will be announced and members of that god house will be allowed to vote for an upgrade to their god housing. As always, please let us know if you have any questions or need any help on the mod contact page. Enjoy, friends! ]

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[sanityinruins]

"I don't see why you would complain that much; it's not as if there are that many books in this building."

It was one of the things about this place he had found rather irritating. Ye Zun might not be as learned as his older twin, but he still enjoyed reading and still loved finding a new book to pursue. He wasn't sure why she was going through the books the way she was, but he had long ago stopped questioning humans and their weirdness in favor of just flat out hating them in principle. This place may be forcing him to work with the race, but he still wasn't going to fully be their friend.

Brushing past her, he looked over this shelf - the books all handmade, the pages thick and written in a neat concise hand, the bindings of woven fiber, the covers of thin wood and painted with images of strange creatures or looming caves - and slid another one in place. He stood back for a moment to eye the whole shelf before brushing his sleeves and turning back the human.

"Why are you looking for a coin in a library?"

[thequitecontrary]

They're beautiful books. Perhaps on that point the two of them can agree. Despite the fact that she's manhandling all of them, Mary is trying to be careful, not wanting to damage the books in the process of her hunt.

"Because they said that they would be hidden in ordinary objects," Mary replies. "In books, in flowerpots, under rugs, that sort of thing." She opens another one. Nothing. Closing it, she replaces it on the shelf. "Surely at least one of these books has a coin in it."

[sanityinruins]

He had hoped they were beautiful books; Ye Zun had spent enough time on making them for people to not appreciate the amount of work in them. His only regret is that it took too much time to make one to his exacting demands but he suppose there had to be a balance to all work when he couldn't just wave it into existence.

How annoying to be reduce to this state again.

"I certainly hope the coin isn't big enough to ruin these," he replied, turning back to his books and starting to go through them himself. "The bindings were not meant to handle something other than the paper I used for the stories."

[thequitecontrary]

Mary is mid searching through a book when the man's words hit home for her. "You made these?" she asks. "All of them?" That revelation makes her hold them a bit more carefully.

She uses caution before taking the next book on the shelf, bringing it down with kid gloves before opening the cover. A glowing teal coin hides just inside. Mary grabs it and gives a little cry of triumph. "One for Tyr!"