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! ]

Comments

[demonicbeauty]

She realized that it was, perhaps, a bit out of line to mention another god with the same domain. But back home, the Elves respected the Daruc gods and the Darucs respected the Elf gods, even though neither would necessarily deign to worship the other. There was no harm in it. And Honir didn't seem upset, so Ariadne decided not to worry about it too much.

There was certainly already enough to worry about.

"I'm told that he's very, very kind," she said. "And much prefers the company of mortals to other gods. He even took a mortal wife."

...which, as she understood it, hadn't ended well. But she decided not to mention that. Honir didn't seem the sort to appreciate sadness. Then again, what did she know? This day had seen some of her longest conversations with gods ever.

"Lady Adriana and her brother Philip are quite fond of him. Apparently, he was something of a surrogate father to them."

[asgardsflight]

Honir makes an awed little ooh! when she mentions 'a mortal wife.' It's not scandalized in any way either; he doesn't have any frame of reference for what's "inappropriate" to do with a mortal, and he also doesn't know what a wife is. Rather, it's the excitement of hearing something he never would've thought about himself.

"Wow, he sounds amazing!"

Color him fully enchanted. It's the sincerity of a child listening to a fairy tale and knowing with absolute certainty that it must be true. Honir could listen to you tell your story until the end of days, Airy, be careful with this one.

"Are you friends with them? Lady Adriana and Brother Philip?"

[demonicbeauty]

Ariadne was pretty good at enchanting people when she needed to. After all, she was pretty and had a sweet demeanor. But she had to admit, she wasn't really trying with Honir. He wasn't like other immortals. She knew that. And she sort of liked it.

To say nothing of the fact that he hadn't once mentioned her green skin.

She appreciated that in anyone.

"Not really," she admitted, shrugging up one shoulder. Frankly, Ariadne didn't really have friends. Friends, from how she understood it, knew everything about each other. There wasn't a soul in Valeria, save for her auntie and uncle and maybe Princess Amanda who she didn't lie to. Constantly. Daily. "But I like to watch them sometimes."