logsinthenight | INTRO LOG: FEBRUARY

characters: everyone.
location: the harbor, as well as the rest of town.
date/time: february 1-3.
content: beacon's newest batch of residents arrives on the ferry. rastus gathers the town for a debriefing meeting.
warnings: n/a.

welcome to beacon.

It's dim, and the room won't stop swaying, gently rocking you back and forth. A loud sound startles you fully awake, a deep, moaning call: a foghorn. As your eyes adjust, you note faint red light streaking through the room from a tiny, round window.

You've found yourself in a private room, lying on a bed. The last things you remember are the events that led up to your death. Beside you is a folded tablet and a lantern glowing with a healthy flame.

You're on a ship. And that ship is docking.

Making your way to the deck, and eventually the pier, you find only moonlight to greet you, and a dark forest beyond. There are other people here, each with their own unique lantern, and many of them look just as lost as you are. On the ferry you've just disembarked from, the speaker system begins to play a song.

In the distance, across the waters of the lake, you can see the tall silhouette of a lighthouse, its red light slowly turning.

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On February 3, after the newcomers have had a chance to settle in, everyone's tablets will ping with a message from @rastus!

Come tob onfier squae.Pl eaas , we wikll disucss our orogress sincereeluy rastuaas I am th ebonfire keeeeeeepr.

...Followed by another message a few minutes later, this time from @keeper

Omg will everyone head down to Bonfire Square for Rastus' town meeting please? He wants to recap what you've all learned so far!!!

And can someone please teach him that he can record an audio message and then send it to everyone instead of looping the whole dang town in on a group text?? 😂😂😂😂

Assuming you do indeed head down to Bonfire Square after all that, what you'll find is this: a series of benches and tables have been set up surrounding the bonfire, and there's enough seating for all of Beacon's residents. As people take their seats near the fire, the barkeeper forest spirits from the Invincible toddle through the crowd with trays of hot chocolate and warm cider, along with a sampler tray of acorns and pinecones, if that's your thing.

Once everyone's here and settled, sipping on hot drinks and maybe busting a tooth on an acorn, Rastus hobbles forward to address the crowd:

"Crrk. Hello. I am Rastus. I tend to the bonfire. I have tended to the bonfire, mrawk, for years and years. You are doing, rmmm, well. Good."

He nods to emphasize the point. Yes, you are doing good.

"Talk. To each other. Share what you have learned. Yes. Crarrk. It is important."

He nods again, and then... shuffles back over to his post near the bonfire, waiting for anyone who might come by with an interest in torches. Seems it's up to you all to get each other up to speed?

Luckily for all the newcomers who may find themselves confused by their sudden arrival here, their tablets and the town have some resources available for getting acquainted with their new situation! In fact, as soon as they're prompted to enter a network username, an app containing all sorts of useful welcome information will launch. Newcomers can always check out the weekly bulletins and the records in town hall as well, and everyone's welcome to get in touch with the NPCs through their inboxes.

ooc.

Hey there, wonderful players, and welcome to In the Night! We're thrilled to welcome so many new faces into the community, and you've come at a great time! Alongside this intro log, we have our very first cat herd, which is essentially a recap of the plot thus far, as well as a rundown on a ton of great info to help get you started in the game.

But don't feel like you have to read it all right this second! ICly, Rastus will call everyone together for the town meeting on February 3 to give new characters (and players) a chance to get their bearings before smacking them in the face with all the plot. This log will cover both the ferry arrival and the cat herd meeting, so feel free to bounce around in time in your toplevels.

Remember, too, that all of the plot info available in the cat herd can now be considered common knowledge! Newbies and oldbies alike, feel free to assume that your character learns as much of that plot info as you like at this meeting, regardless of whether or not you thread it out.

And of course, go ahead and introduce yourselves on the OOC intro, as well!

DELIVERIES

The following packages can be found in the cargo hold:

The monthly store restock
For Sora: A gameboy(?), 3 CPR/AED kits, a dozen CPR/first aid training manuals, two packages of capiz shells, a set of candy molds, a caldero, and 3 gameboy games: 3-D World Runner, Decapathon VII, and Sheep It Up!
For Crowley: A variety of clockwork equipment, a large clock face, and the goods
For Jason G: 2 bulletin boards with materials for mounting, 3 packs of pushpins
For Lucius: A manual sewing machine
For Castiel: A dozen flasks of holy oil and a pillowcase-sized satchel of various natural spell components
For Duster: A double bass, complete with a case
For Prompto: A polaroid camera with enough film for 50 photos and a folding sword, which is cruder than the example he gave but roughly the same size
For Aziraphale: A large crate of snowshoes, jackets, and coats in various sizes, a bottle of wine, and a bouquet of red, white, and pink roses tied together with an elegant bow
For Javert: A large crate of various fencing gear and 3 fencing handbooks

If you submitted an item request last month and we've missed it here, let us know!

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The sneaking is in no way intentional, Gregor's just not really paying attention. Or he is, actually, just not to his surroundings; he's busy checking his pockets for everything he's supposed to have. He didn't bother doing it before leaving the cabin, because it made sense to figure out where he was as soon as possible.

He rounds a corner and a lot of things happen at once.

He spies a humanoid figure out of the corner of his eyes and starts to look up, then said figure is throwing magic at him, and he's not quite fast enough to defend himself. Which turns out to be fine, because intentionally or not, the spell misses.

Gregor just sort of blinks for a second, his mind catching up to what all just happened. His right hand holds the lantern, while the left one is empty, raised as if he was going to do something but stopped halfway.

"... Hello?" What else do you say in this situation?

Alisaie exhales a shuddering breath, forcing herself to lower her own hand and catch the shimmering - shimmering, not glowing, not as it should be - crystal that had been hovering above it. That was...

That was nearly very bad, because now that she's actually registered the person who'd startled her, she sees - just a man. No visible weapons, just a lantern like her own, and while that doesn't mean for certain that he's not a threat, there's no specific reason to believe he's not as lost and out of place as she is.

"I'm sorry," she says. "Are you all right?"

She knows she hadn't hit him with the bolt, but it only seems right to ask after nearly blasting him in the face with a spell. She should know better than that. She should be better than that.

"Perfectly fine."

He's not even looking at her anymore, he's holding up his lantern to inspect the damage to the wall.

"Impressive." He turns back toward Alisaie. "What was it?"

He knows damn well what it was, but playing dumb is the easiest way to get answers.

She frowns slightly in puzzlement, because that's not exactly the reaction she'd expect most people to have immediately in the wake of having a spell launched just past their head.

(Urianger, maybe, were it a particularly unique and complicated piece of magic, but fond as she might be of him, that man is hardly someone to be emulated.)

"An unaspected energy bolt," she replies after a moment, eschewing the obvious answer - magic - on the basis that that much is obvious to anyone.

Energy bolt is a new term for him, but it's clear what she means: a bolt of pure magic. A very handy little trick. But okay, time to actually deal with the situation.

"So. I've never met anyone with ears like yours that wasn't wearing a costume, and I certainly wasn't on a boat last thing I remember. I'm guessing you weren't either. Any idea what's going on here?"

He sounds awfully casual about this.

"One or two," she says, then pauses, giving him a wary look. His demeanor is entirely too calm, given the circumstances, and, well...

"You've really never seen an Elezen before?"

It's hard to imagine how that would be possible. Her people are common enough that most would have run across a trader, at least. The thought of some place so remote - or so depopulated - that they're thought of as only something to dress up as is disquieting.

His demeanor is always entirely too calm. Side-effect of "too old to give a shit" disorder.

"Elezen? No, can't say that I have. I'm not even familiar with the word." He decides it's probably best not to tell her that where he comes from, pointy-eared people with magic are called elves, and they're only found in fantasy novels. And video games. And nerds at renaissance faires.

"Would you mind sharing those one or two ideas?"

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