OCTOBER MINGLE.

[lasteden]

BEYOND THE ROLLING DALES... WHO. Everyone. WHERE. Inside the White Moon. WHEN. October 1 - 15. WHAT. Mingling and exploration. WARNINGS. None for now. FOR THE NEWLY AWAKENED. You are asleep. The dreamscape ripples, resolves into a vision of a foreign land, and then a world of pure white. There is the sensation of rising through deep water, and then you find yourself in a room of white marble. Your items may be set on the floor around you, or you could have arrived bare-handed - whichever it is, you'll soon be addressed by a couple of tired-looking people in white coats. It seems they're as confused as you are. Upon receiving an introduction to the White Moon and choosing your faction, you will be allowed to leave the Sanctum - but there will also be an announcement made later on in the afternoon to all of the Moon's foreigners. Will you attend? THE SKY, THE LIGHTS. Those who do attend will be ushered into one of the Sanctum's meeting halls, where Lucius waits with a woman in green by his side. Known as Rinzen to those who have met her before, her presence is a constancy in contrast to Lucius' flickering form. The Wintersmith waits to one side, arms folded. He looks oddly bright, in the absence of his dragon companion. "Hello, everyone. I've scoured the records, and it seems like the Meteor was one of the old control systems that we built. It's like a giant terminal for upkeeping the environment's conditions. We shut it down a decade back to conserve energy. Though why it fell is still a mystery - when it was built, it was drilled down into the rock itself." He gives those attending a nod, raising a hand to produce a holographic screen which showed an image of the monolith. "Each of the terminals are protected by a Boundary field. They're generated by crystals within the terminal. You can dispel it temporarily with another, opposite crystal. Thank you for bringing some of the stuff back from the lake, I can fine-tune them so they can react to the barrier." Rinzen folds her arms, her face still half-hidden beneath her hat: "Go in and take a look, if you want. We'll give you compensation." Lucius sets the screen to show a rotating panorama of the screen. His body flickers, as befits someone who was projected into the room. "I'll be here for a few hours to answer your questions, as always." It is now that the Wintersmith raises his voice, turning to address everyone in the room. "I have a question for all of you. How old is your world? When will it end?" What will you do? ADMIN. Welcome to Last Eden's October monthly mingle! It is intended as a catch-all for threads that are not put in log posts. New characters are encouraged to use this post as an 'intro log' of sorts, for prompts both in the Sanctum and around the Moon. Please direct any questions about this log to the OOC post here. The faction leaders (or their stand-ins, for Blood and Spring) will be available to interact with upon arrival. To thread with them, tag in to the NPC toplevel and mention who you would wish to thread with. If you wish to have your character meet them later on in the month, please submit this to either the interaction turn-in on the OOC post, or contact the mods to arrange it.

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[carried_away]

"The dragons, right? Not the groundlings." People seem to live in all sorts of places, but if people lived in the area, then htey could maybe just send a messenger and not have to bother exploring.

[scarsolderthanyou]

"Right, the dragons. Not sure how the groundlings talked them into carrying them around all the time, but apparently they're very helpful." Stone has talked to exactly one of them, and it was a rather one-sided conversation. Still, he's hopeful he can actually get to the point of understanding them, since they seem plenty intelligent from his perspective.

[carried_away]

"What can they eat out there, if it's so barren?" Bramble has learned to pay attention to this: grasseaters live around places they can find food and water, and predators live in places they can find animals to catch.

[scarsolderthanyou]

"I think they can eat just about anything," Stone says thoughtfully. "Even rock. But there are probably places with other animals out there... prey or other predators. The locals just can't get to them. Apparently only we can."

[carried_away]

"Why us and not the locals? If you mean not just Raksura, I mean?" Bramble paused, as a thought occurred to her. "It's not like a forerunner settlement is it." Could forerunners even get to this strange moon-city? But that was the last time they needed something special to go somewhere. Though if it was just Stone and the dragons, that could be done with wings.

[scarsolderthanyou]

"Something about us-- and I mean everyone not from these people's original world, not just Raksura-- makes us able to go out when they can't." Stone scratches his head a little. "No one's given me a good explanation why, though I didn't ask as many questions as I could have, either." He'd had so many questions in general, that some of the slightly less important ones had been left to fester unanswered.