asgardchrysalis | AUGUST INTRO LOG: MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE

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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It was a good thing Ariadne's face was covered, because her expression went completely slack. Honestly, she only understood half of what he was saying. But it all sounded kind of...awful. Blow up a planet? A weapon? Which one was it? Both of them were pretty terrible to think about. No way to escape a body count.

"Um..."

She knew she needed to say something. Anything. But it was all a little bit overwhelming...

"That sounds...scary."

Finn is horribly used to his words drawing blank or confused expressions to be honest, so he just gives her a smile. One that says it's alright. His world is a lot, as he's figuring out. But so are a few others' worlds.

He nods, "This place is more of a vacation compared to home. What about yours?"

"Oh, well, I wouldn't know much about vacations," she said, frowning a little bit under her hood. "I've never been on one. But I'm told they're really quite nice."

A pause.

"And now I think that's what you meant? This place is quite nice?"

It was a pleasant thought, to be certain. Ariadne had seen a lot of awful things, over the last year and a half. But though they were awful, they were hers to deal with. She hated feeling like she was shirking her responsibility.

"Might as well consider this the start of one. Not much to do for entertainment so it's mostly relaxation. Unless you want to keep any battle skills up."

A wider grin from him, "Aside from the dragon we had a few months ago, yeah, quite nice." There's no duties to shirk here at least.

Her eyes widened a little at the mention of the dragon, but she kept her voice steady. "Battle skills?"

She was torn about how to feel. Obviously, he didn't know she was part of the resistance. He couldn't. He wasn't of her world. But she wondered if she was giving off some kind of energy that fingered her as a fighter.

And was that a good or bad thing here?

Sometimes, the best way to an answer was just to ask the question. "What do you mean?"

He nods, looking around the gathering, "More than a few of us are or were soldiers of sorts, or just enjoy fighting. Heimdall's district has a training field you can practice in." And, of course, the more recent add-on away from this date of entry of the proper practice ring.

But no, nothing of her rings of fighter, just someone scared. He mentions it because to him that's a way for him to relax/keep busy. He's not used to having nothing to do, after all.

"I'm not used to being idle, so I spend a lot of time there." An offhanded shrug, at least it's the truth.

"Are you a soldier?" she asked. By the gods, she could usually sniff out a soldier at forty paces. This place was having a time with her scents.

She hated it. As much as Ariadne was capable of hate.

A measure yet to be made.

There was probably little chance of him being an operative of the Red Dragon. She was comfortable with that fact. But soldiers were still soldiers, in some ways. And could be dangerous.

"I was," he's hesitant still about saying this, even though he's pretty much come out to those that are involved in homes with war. "Now I'm working with the Resistance in my home to try and end the war."

Somewhat. He's still trying to figure out how much he wants to give to the Resistance. He got Rey back, the Starkiller is defeated. As soon as he's healed, he can leave, right? That's what he's leaning towards now.

"And here I'm using what they taught me to help others learn how to defend themselves. Even if we don't have the technology I'm used to fighting with."

Ariadne suddenly understood Finn a lot better than before. Maybe not the man himself. Every person had their own way of doing things. But the sort of man he was.

She knew a lot of former soldiers who defected from the Red Dragon. Usually when they woke up to his cruelty. Or when he harmed their loved ones. Sometimes both. She had a deep, passionate admiration for them. It was easy to just follow orders. It was sometimes harder to do the right thing.

At any rate, she bowed her head a Finn spoke. "You seem like a good man, sir. Better than any soldier."

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