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faderift2018-01-09 10:29 pm
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WHO: Fingon and open
WHAT: Open log for Wintermarch
WHEN: Wintermarch
WHERE: In and around Kirkwall
NOTES: No warnings so far, will update if that changes
I. Outside the City
After the sheer misery that was Haring's weather, even the slightest uptick in warmth is a welcome relief. Fingon celebrates by getting out of the city as much as he can during the sunlit hours, wandering the Wounded Coast as he wishes. If there's hunting to be had or monsters to be fought that's fine with him, but it's the chance to move freely and simply enjoy the sunlight that he really wants.
II. Lowtown
It's no secret that there's no place for gossip like a tavern, and Fingon's come to like a few of the ones in Lowtown. The quality of the drinks varies and if that of the food did as well it would be an improvement, but the sailors, merchants, and travelers who make up the clientele are what he's really there for. It still feels like he's piecing together how this world works, and listening to its people speak in casual conversation is as good a way to learn as any.
On his way back to the Gallows he often browses the market stalls, looking for any sufficiently interesting trinkets to bring back to his kin.
III. Around the Gallows
Fingon frequents many places in the Gallows, whether pestering his cousin in the forge or on the training grounds. But at the moment he's in the library, the history books he's been working through temporarily shoved aside in favor of lighter fare.
Or at least, what is meant to be lighter fare. Noir fiction is more than a bit perplexing if you have no context for the genre, who would have thought?
IV. Wildcard
Have a more interesting idea? Feel free to hit Fingon with it.
WHAT: Open log for Wintermarch
WHEN: Wintermarch
WHERE: In and around Kirkwall
NOTES: No warnings so far, will update if that changes
I. Outside the City
After the sheer misery that was Haring's weather, even the slightest uptick in warmth is a welcome relief. Fingon celebrates by getting out of the city as much as he can during the sunlit hours, wandering the Wounded Coast as he wishes. If there's hunting to be had or monsters to be fought that's fine with him, but it's the chance to move freely and simply enjoy the sunlight that he really wants.
II. Lowtown
It's no secret that there's no place for gossip like a tavern, and Fingon's come to like a few of the ones in Lowtown. The quality of the drinks varies and if that of the food did as well it would be an improvement, but the sailors, merchants, and travelers who make up the clientele are what he's really there for. It still feels like he's piecing together how this world works, and listening to its people speak in casual conversation is as good a way to learn as any.
On his way back to the Gallows he often browses the market stalls, looking for any sufficiently interesting trinkets to bring back to his kin.
III. Around the Gallows
Fingon frequents many places in the Gallows, whether pestering his cousin in the forge or on the training grounds. But at the moment he's in the library, the history books he's been working through temporarily shoved aside in favor of lighter fare.
Or at least, what is meant to be lighter fare. Noir fiction is more than a bit perplexing if you have no context for the genre, who would have thought?
IV. Wildcard
Have a more interesting idea? Feel free to hit Fingon with it.
III
Beleth visits the library from time to time, for various reasons. Books can be useful even to scouts--or spies. Or bards. But whatever need she has for the library at the moment, her attention is caught by the Arda elf looking puzzled by some book.
She recognizes him as the elf who had come to Thedas with Maedhros--not Feanorian, though she's not sure if he's free of her promise to Thranduil. But the library is not private, so it should be fine. Probably.
"Can I help...?"
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With a slightly sheepish air he closes the book and hands it over- a well-thumbed copy of Hard in Hightown, recommended as being related to Kirkwall.
"The author is clearly repurposing the city as a setting, that I can understand. But are these characters made up entirely? We rarely do such a thing in our tales."
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"I believe they are, it's not too uncommon here. Sometimes you want to tell stories that haven't actually happened, and it'd be rude to use people that exist for that. So you make people up." Only having stories that existed--wouldn't that be rather boring? Maybe Middle Earth just had enough excitement without having to make up stories.