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Wilderlands Mods ([personal profile] wildermods) wrote in [community profile] wilderlogs2018-06-01 11:29 pm

THE LAST HOMELY HOUSE ※ RIVENDELL ※ LOG 2


THE LAST HOMELY HOUSE

OOC POST

The group is told to take a week of rest in the Last Homely House as the injured and sick among them heal. The Elves promise them that at the end of that week, there will be a great Council, with representatives of several peoples in attendance.

Until then, they can wander the peaceful halls of Rivendell, which are filled with travelers from all over the Wilderlands who are making a rest stop while they travel through the lands of Middle-Earth.

The most notable part of Rivendell is the Hall of Fire, a great feast hall where people can eat, drink, and be merry. This is the great social hall of Rivendell, where the Elves and their visitors share news of lands far beyond, tell stories, or perform music. The music here almost sounds divine, especially when the Elves sing and play, but they're just as eager to hear songs from other lands, so if any of the squad decide to share, they'll be glad to listen.

Some of the hall's guests are a touch more lively than the others, like a party of dwarves staying at Rivendell. Their stories are a mite more adventurous and if you get in their good graces, they might be willing to share some of the beer they brought with them. Listening to their stories or their talk about their craftmanship is a way to get into their good graces.

The Elves love learning, so there are libraries the group is allowed to browse, though they mostly only contain tales of Middle-Earth (for now), though the Elves seem to be collecting what books about other lands they can. These libraries often have viewing stations with telescopes pointing at the sky. The Elves have been almost delighted by the changing skies, enjoying the challenge of trying to understand how the sky has been knitting itself together with the addition of new worlds.

There are also beautiful balconies here, overlooking the gorge and the waters below, and terraced gardens filled with flowers, bushes, and flowering trees. Their rooms are open to the outdoors and have beds that seem grown into the shape of bed-frames instead of carved. The bathrooms actually have running water. The Elves have figured out how to direct the clean running waters of the gorge in primitive indoor plumbing. Water for hot baths has to be heated first in brass cauldrons over coal braziers before getting dumped into the bath.

It's time for the squad to rest, eat, and regroup. If a great Council is going to be called involving them, it might be a good idea to make sure they go into it as a united front, lest decisions about their fate be made for them.


NOTES

Joint log: Since this camp period won't be particularly long, everything will take place in a joint log. Players can post starters with prompts for others and tag into other players' prompts.

Post in actionspam format. Plots and mod-run events in the game are meant to be in actionspam format to keep a brisk pace.

Cursed Weapons/Powers: So they know about how they'll be treated: those with cursed weapons and dark powers will be tolerated by the Elves after entry. While they'll get the same general treatment, the Elves around them may at times seem uncomfortable. Those with cursed weapons will only be distrusted a little, as the weapons themselves will seem more suspicious than their bearers. Those with dark powers or some kind of dark nature (such as being a vampire, Necromancer mage, werewolf, etc.) will be treated with the greatest distrust.

Fairy Swaps: The Elves may be slightly alarmed by the Brugh fairy swaps but get over it easily. However, if the character swapped in is one of the "dark" characters, the swap might be extra cause for alarm. (A potential prompt idea).

Npcing: There will be two npc threads. The "Random Encounters" thread is for characters to have a totally random encounter with an npc. These npcs will be fellow travelers from lands beyond. While they can't give much information about the group's status as Chosen Ones (that will happen during the Council) they can provide info about events in the Wilderlands beyond that may come to affect the squad in their travels. The "Specific Requests" thread will be for more specific issues your character might want to discuss with the Elves. While they'll push any Chosen Ones discussion off to the Council, they're willing to discuss issues with the characters, like if they have questions about having received magic, about being bound to their weapons, etc. The Rivendell Elves have heard a lot of gossip from all over and can potentially provide info based on things they've heard.

Clothes: The group will not yet be fully equipped for their travels (that will happen upon leaving) but everyone will at least be given new clothes since theirs are dirty and sometimes torn. Characters without appropriate travel footwear will also be given light and sturdy boots that will somehow be in their size without their size being asked. They'll also be given basic toiletries like scissors that can be used to cut hair and beards. There are no razors, however, because the Elves don't need to shave so they don't keep them on hand.
coiledscales: (Default)

[personal profile] coiledscales 2018-06-11 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
I'll have to find some and take a look at some point in the near future, if I have the opportunity...

[ Sounds promising, anyway. Or at least an interesting distraction. ]

Do you think everyone else agrees with that assessment? Of being a unit?
greyerrant: (Oathsworn Protector)

[personal profile] greyerrant 2018-06-11 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
Yes. For about fourteen years. I was in a gang, as were most Cthonian juves. Does that seem strange to you?
greyerrant: (The knight of shadows)

[personal profile] greyerrant 2018-06-11 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
Yes. I am. [ He doesn't specify why, simply glad to be around a brotherhood of beings that he can understand. M.small>]

It's been a while since I've been the worse for drink.
greyerrant: (The knight of shadows)

[personal profile] greyerrant 2018-06-11 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
A good start. Let's keep practicing this, and see where we end up. [ He mirrors her stance a bit, and tries to show any flaws in it back to her, so she can learn. ]
invisibleheir: (Hmm)

[personal profile] invisibleheir 2018-06-11 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Do you have any previous experience with armed combat?

[ She cocks an eyebrow at him again. She seems to have this expression on a LOT. ]
invisibleheir: (RICE!)

[personal profile] invisibleheir 2018-06-11 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
An admirable determination, though I would be happier if we were able to enjoy proper food.
invisibleheir: (uwah!)

[personal profile] invisibleheir 2018-06-11 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Arturia's face turns a little pink in embarrassment. ]

I have a fondness for good food. A weakness, even.

[ She needs a lot of fuel, okay? ]
invisibleheir: (watermelon c:)

[personal profile] invisibleheir 2018-06-11 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Arturia pauses and purses her lips as she begins to load her plate with roast venison and vegetables. ]

...No. I should leave some for others.

[ Even if she kind of wants to. ]
easy_as_cake: (you aren't serious)

[personal profile] easy_as_cake 2018-06-11 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[The trudging comment gets an amused smile, like she thinks he's kidding. Or maybe like she's going to pretend she thinks he's kidding until he is kidding. It's all the same in the end.]

Oh, pretty well. Everyone's been kind of busy, what with not dying and trying to figure out that whole magic thing and everything. The ones I've met have all been really nice. The elves are nice, too, even if they look at my tail kind of weirdly.

[The fact that so few people in the group did was really the strange part. Most people thought her tail was weird. A lot of people could probably think up a bad word or two, too, but if Dixon wanted to believe the best of her, who was she to tell him no?]

What about you? You're looking... better? [At least not actively dying?]
easy_as_cake: (oops?)

[personal profile] easy_as_cake 2018-06-11 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Rev Bem doesn't look anything like that when he meditates. It's more like... [She closes her eyes and holds up her hands in her best approximation of a meditation pose. She makes a little humming noise for added effect, although Rev usually sounds a lot more growly when he meditates. It's not really a sound she can make.]
awfulcer: (Basic - Beer and Comics)

[personal profile] awfulcer 2018-06-11 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't let them give you shit about it. Their ears are jacked, they got no room to go judging your tail.

[Dixon makes an embarrassed face when Trance says everyone's been busy. He's mostly been idling around, refusing to do anything particularly productive since they got to Rivendell. As the cache of ugly drawings attests.]

I'm feeling better, too. [On all levels; being at Rivendell has mostly healed the physical ailment, but has also applied a sort of balm to Dixon's soul. He was in a tailspin before the Green brought him here, plunging towards the ground, toed up to the line of shooting himself; he pulled out of the dive while the quest began but still struggled to stay up; this is the first time he feels like he's gaining altitude again, clawing his way back up to a baseline.] I'd be okay staying here for a while.

[Forever. He feels a dark cloud pass over him at the idea of picking the quest back up, a cold desire to continue ignoring and running from problems.]
awfulcer: (Basic - It's Persons-of-Color Torturing)

[personal profile] awfulcer 2018-06-11 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
With a sword? No. Not with any of this medieval stuff.

['With a gun' is like, eh, not really, he's never shot or even shot at anyone, but given the circumstances the question is moot.]

I've clubbed people a few times.
awfulcer: (Basic - Slouch Against Wall)

[personal profile] awfulcer 2018-06-11 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
No, and that's a problem.

[Not just for him, even though he knows that if they were going to vote anyone off the island, he'd probably be at the top of the list. As far as he's concerned, it's an issue the whole team will have to start reckoning with: their inconsistent numbers, the difficulty keeping track of people in the mirror or not, the fact that they never know when or who will join them next. There's no central structure and that worries him. He likes his world divided into clear ranks and authorities.]

We held up pretty good when shit hit the fan on the hill, and most everyone here's a hero type [at least one participant in this conversation excepted] but I don't know how long that'll hold up.
theincredibleherc: (My Sister)

[personal profile] theincredibleherc 2018-06-11 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
There appears to be plenty.

[He's not stopping you, Arturia. Eat all you want, you're a growing king or something.]

Eat as much as you want, I believe we were told. Though I do not know where you are putting it all.

[He makes a show of looking under the table...]
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Re: RANDOM ENCOUNTERS

[personal profile] wherenoonegoes 2018-06-12 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Hiccup's out with Toothless, sketching a picture of the area.]
coiledscales: (damned souls)

[personal profile] coiledscales 2018-06-12 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
We all have our squabbles and disagreements... but as you said, most of us are... "hero types". Why wouldn't we stick together? Unless you there's a weak link somewhere.

[ He's just going to edge this conversation on, bit by bit. ]
therevanchist: (•036)

[personal profile] therevanchist 2018-06-12 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
[You haven't been traveling with this crowd long, Herc. You'll see.]

More the situation than the people. [Technically true, though the statement doesn't rule out being irritated with individuals.] Sparring is just harmless stress relief.

[Throwing around people who don't know what they're doing is not "sparring," Revan.]
cleansingstrike: (Default)

[personal profile] cleansingstrike 2018-06-12 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
'Tis a sound plan. There's no telling when we'll be afforded with such a banquet again.

[Count one's blessings whilst they still had them.[
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[personal profile] cleansingstrike 2018-06-12 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
A fair assessment, though one that we're likely to never have the answer for, given our current standing.

I'm left to wonder, however. Does the lady speak from personal experience?
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[personal profile] cleansingstrike 2018-06-12 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
I assure you that I speak with a sound mind. Though I've taken notice that my way of speaking is not particularly...

Common.

[It's old, Agrias. Old and outdated.]
theincredibleherc: Rest by Me. (Relaxed Smile)

[personal profile] theincredibleherc 2018-06-12 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Herc chuffs a laugh and nods.]

I suppose it is, at that.

[Looking her up and down again...]

You don't have one of those energy swords, do you?
immaterium: (Default)

Mita Ashyn | open

[personal profile] immaterium 2018-06-12 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[A: outside]
[To awaken somewhere she was not is not the most unusual thing that has happened to Mita recently. A gorgeous, breathtaking place, but Mita knew to be wary of places that seemed too beautiful to be true.]

[This certainly counted as one. Leafy forest tops with gentle sunlight that filtered through the canopy, on floors of living wood - This was not the chem-choked planet she'd been on. And no, this was not of human make or fashion, unless it was a particularly nature-loving noble who'd commissioned this little city. She clings to the thought like a raft in the waters, worried about what the alternative would be.]

[A notion swiftly unraveled when she meets its first denizen. She screams at the shock of it, and acts in immediate self-defence.]


[You may see her sprinting around the corner, scattering elves away from her path with a psychic hand.]

[B: library]

[A repository of xenos knowledge. How could she not? She drifts through the room like a cautious spectre, hunted but not at the same time. Bright, airy, and clean, it was the utter opposite of most dingy and shuttered halls of knowledge she had spent countless hours of her life in.]

[She picks at the books on the shelves, completely enraptured by the look of them.]

All of this knowledge, simply out in the open...

[C: balcony]

[Mita leans over the balcony railing, her face framed by her hair, gazing down. She would be the perfect picture of serenity, if it weren't for the fact that if one looks closer, her one hand grips the railing white-knuckled, and her hair hides the bleached paleness of her face. She is terrified. By the Warp, she is terrified.]

Sahaal, Sahaal, where are you? [she murmurs under her breath. She casts her mind far and wide, but can detect no hint of his truculent mind. But there are hints of other, unfamiliar souls.]
therevanchist: (•047)

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[personal profile] therevanchist 2018-06-12 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Revan, seated in an arbor with a book--the elves are very generous about library loans, at least if you're as good at asking nicely as she is--feels the brush of a stranger's mind, one that's aware and purposeful the way the Force-blind aren't. She reaches out to meet the newcomer halfway with mingled greeting and curiosity...and a sudden flash of frustration when she realizes she can't seem to attach words to the mental touch.]
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[personal profile] immaterium 2018-06-12 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[From up high on the balcony, Mita takes in a sharp breath. A psyker. Or at the very least, a sensitive. Her heart beats wildly in her chest. She could only pray - no, not pray - hope that this was not one of the eldar.]

[Her brows furrowing in concentration - and caution - she focuses on bringing her desired parts to the fore. Formality. Greeting. Conditional respect. A carefully curated distance, tinged by unease. There is a burning curiosity in her, yes, but it is a curiosity too tainted by fear to let show.]
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[personal profile] therevanchist 2018-06-12 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Revan raises an eyebrow at the sudden shift in the mood that the stranger's choosing to project. Not expecting to find anyone listening, hmm?

She can fake being formal when it's useful, but her innermost self is generally sprawled on the metaphorical couch in comfy clothes tossing popcorn kernels in the air and trying to catch them in her mouth, and she responds with reassurance and a ripple of humor. Relax, all is well.

Shutting the book with a snap, she gets up to follow the mental trace. Unfortunately, the Force has terrible routing algorithms and the straight line path is both upwards and directly through a rose bush. This might take a minute.]

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