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FIRSTFALL RIFTER ARRIVAL
WHO: New rifters & their rescuers
WHAT: People fall out of a rift and get attacked by stuff, as usual.
WHEN: Firstfall/November 14
WHERE: Somewhere a ways off the Imperial Highway between Cumberland and Nevarra City
NOTES: This arrival log is open to all. Solas was able to alert the Inquisition to the general area where the new rifters would be arriving so people can pick them up. Rifters can then either continue on with the main Inquisition caravan to Nevarra City or be escorted back to Kirkwall.
WHAT: People fall out of a rift and get attacked by stuff, as usual.
WHEN: Firstfall/November 14
WHERE: Somewhere a ways off the Imperial Highway between Cumberland and Nevarra City
NOTES: This arrival log is open to all. Solas was able to alert the Inquisition to the general area where the new rifters would be arriving so people can pick them up. Rifters can then either continue on with the main Inquisition caravan to Nevarra City or be escorted back to Kirkwall.
You were asleep--deeply or fitfully, for the last time or just resting your eyes for a moment-- and then you were not. And wherever you were was not, anymore, replaced by nothing but the sensation of falling, tumbling into endless, bottomless nothing. If this were still a dream, you would wake before you hit the ground. You can't die in a dream, they say. In some worlds.
In this world, when the afterimage left by a flare of too-bright, greenish light fades, you will find yourself landing with a wet smack. There is no avoiding the mud: this rift has opened up in the center of some unfortunate farmer's field, and all his hard work plowing and manuring has now been ruined, first by the rain that has churned it into a thick and especially fragrant muck and then by the arrival the rift itself, splitting the air mid-field and making it impossible to safely plant. And now, of course, there's you as well, tumbling out of the Fade and into the shin-deep mud.
The cluster of demons emerging from the rift seem at odds with the setting, strange stark shapes in this empty space, standing out against the grey sky. Some are tall, spindly stick-things with too many eyes who seem like they should tumble down the hill in a tangle of limbs but instead sink into the snow to anchor themselves and use the long reach of their arms to attack. Some are hunched and hooded with no eyes at all, others mere wisps of greenish light that float over the icy ground. None look friendly or familiar. Also unfamiliar is the narrow splinter of light the same sickly green as whatever brought you here that now glows out of the palm of your left hand. It aches, a bone-deep pain that gnaws even through all the distractions.
All around is more fields, except for an abandoned farmhouse a ways off, beside a windbreak of spindly trees topping a low ridge before the next stretch of pasture. As you find your feet, you may catch sight of a handful of figures in the distance, exiting the farmhouse and hurrying away over the hill. If anyone ventures to the farmhouse, they will find the remains of a camp, and may be able to locate a dropped notebook or what looks like pieces of some unknown scientific instrument, apparently broken in the rush to leave.
In this world, when the afterimage left by a flare of too-bright, greenish light fades, you will find yourself landing with a wet smack. There is no avoiding the mud: this rift has opened up in the center of some unfortunate farmer's field, and all his hard work plowing and manuring has now been ruined, first by the rain that has churned it into a thick and especially fragrant muck and then by the arrival the rift itself, splitting the air mid-field and making it impossible to safely plant. And now, of course, there's you as well, tumbling out of the Fade and into the shin-deep mud.
The cluster of demons emerging from the rift seem at odds with the setting, strange stark shapes in this empty space, standing out against the grey sky. Some are tall, spindly stick-things with too many eyes who seem like they should tumble down the hill in a tangle of limbs but instead sink into the snow to anchor themselves and use the long reach of their arms to attack. Some are hunched and hooded with no eyes at all, others mere wisps of greenish light that float over the icy ground. None look friendly or familiar. Also unfamiliar is the narrow splinter of light the same sickly green as whatever brought you here that now glows out of the palm of your left hand. It aches, a bone-deep pain that gnaws even through all the distractions.
All around is more fields, except for an abandoned farmhouse a ways off, beside a windbreak of spindly trees topping a low ridge before the next stretch of pasture. As you find your feet, you may catch sight of a handful of figures in the distance, exiting the farmhouse and hurrying away over the hill. If anyone ventures to the farmhouse, they will find the remains of a camp, and may be able to locate a dropped notebook or what looks like pieces of some unknown scientific instrument, apparently broken in the rush to leave.
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Elros growls and grabs him to shake ]
You made Elrond cry!
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...But he reaches up, wanting to touch but still not entirely sure of this miracle's truth, or if Elros was only about to shove him away. Just because he hasn't yet doesn't mean it's not coming.]
But not you, my brave Elros?
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You made me so angry.
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I'm sorry...
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Not sorry enough, if you keep sounding like you're going to leave again.
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sorry for the blood and mud bb]I do not deserve forgiveness, nor do I ask it.
just this icon forever, apparently XD
eh, it's just blood and mud]I didn't say anything about forgiving you, just about you being an idiot and staying away!
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nothing new here, move along]Mm, yes, I see. [Such amiable agreement, sorry Elros! He loves you?]
Imagine I used the icon lol
XD
But it is, here at your side I will stay for so long as you wish me to. [At least until the planet feels more like the home they both know. That's something, right?]
look phone tags are hard XD
Excellent. So you're not going anywhere then.
I know they are, that's why I don't do them! XD
Only you may tell me to leave.
but I want to tag you!
Never happening.
awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww <3!!
Maglor shudders a little and curls tighter around Elros with a sigh.]
Do not say never.
<3 <3 <3
You can't stop me. [ Elros says cheerfully ] Unless you stay around, of course.
<3
I...cannot promise to never leave, Elros. But I will try to stay close while we are here.
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[ Elros squeezes and then demands ]
But you will tell me before you go and do your WOE IS ME I AM WANDERING BY THE SEA thing.
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...I...Very well, Elros. I will do as you ask.
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Good! You'd best remember that!
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Were I to even think of forgetting, I expect I would have you there to remind me.
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You know me well!
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Unfortunately.
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Come along, as much as I enjoy sparring with you, yonya, we should find answers.
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Mm, this definitely is not where I was before, and I would warrant it isn't where you were either.
[ He hugs back and then tugs Maglor ]
Why don't we see if we can find someone to ask?
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good place to end?