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.

•••

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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[ Looks at her lantern. Huffs. Drags hand over face. ]

Well that's. just. great.

[Xayah chuckles and shakes her head-]

If you think that's great, wait until you read about World Eaters and green-eyed spirits. Ton of fun.

[Do not the sarcasm.]

[ Hmm. Sarcasm. A language Catra speaks. She puts her hand on her hip. ]

Yeah? What kind of fun are we talking about?

[Oh perfect. Xayah nods at the little path that leads towards the bonfire and starts walking.]

Oh you know. Standard. Spirits, death, torture, hallucinations and impending doom. Just the standard.

[ Of course. Of course Catra can't even die and be free of pain.

It just never ends. That's been life for her, and it looks like it'll be death too.

Her expression doesn't change much, just hardens a bit. ]

Wonderful.

[Xayah has accepted this as some kind of karma for the shit she did in the past.

But in the end, she'd feel weird if in the afterlife she still didn't have to fight or work. She's not used to calm life.

The woman (girl?) doesn't seem all that chatty and she can't blame her, really.]

Let's get you some clothes. It's winter here for another two months at least.

[ Right. Of course it has to be winter, too. Catra is hardly in the mood for niceties, but she won't say no to warmer clothes right now. ]

Well, lead the way.

[She nods, and nods along the trail that leads towards the Inn that's in the distance. It's dark and the moon is the only light, sans bonfire and some torches scattered around.]

There's stuff in the general store. We'll comb through it to find you a coat and deep boots. People keep ordering winter clothes to give out here.

[At least others are thoughtful. Xayah never had to look after anyone other than herself and Rakan. Rakan's not here so...]

What's your name?

[ She follows the stranger, seeing as that appears to be her best option. If she wants to survive here, she needs to know the lay of the land, and this person seems to be somewhat knowledgeable.

Whatever "suriving" means when you're already dead. ]

Catra.

[The layout isn't as bad as it seems to be. The only problem is the darkness that obscures it and makes things harder to grasp. There's also a map on the device to take a look if she wants to orient herself.

And there's a lot of literal surviving here. Especially if she's not fond of World Eaters devouring her soul.]

Catra... from a 'cat'? I'm Xayah.

[She turns head to take a look at her. Still very quiet. Usually, people that arrive have a ton of questions...]

[ Upon being asked about her name, she gives Xayah a strange look. ]

Whatever.

[ She takes in her surroundings as they go. She's already had an opportunity to read a little on the tablet, but not much. ]

So it's always dark here?

[Okay, edgy, she gets it. Xayah is actually surprised her own temper is relatively calm.]

Yup. It makes you really lose the sense of time the more you stay here.

Not that there's anywhere else to go, [Xayah mutters and pushes the door open to the General store. It's currently packed with new items too so she instantly starts digging around for a coat and boots.]

What is that supposed to mean?

[ Catra follows and starts digging around as well, showing no compunctions to do so. ]

It means we are stuck here, [Xayah says, standing up after digging through one of the boxes and finding a pretty neat coat.]

Is this your thing? [She glances back in the box, but most of the other stuff looks very old or ripped.]

[ Catra shrugs. ]

I'll take it.

[ And she doesn't hesitate to do so and put it on. There, that's better. ]

What do you mean, stuck here?

[Xayah gives a nod and hands the coat over.]

Yeah. Whatever brought us all here is not taking us back. And that's just tip of the iceberg.

We've been trying to solve what happened to this place so we can break free from it- I seriously don't want to become a snack to World Eater- but the darkness and some hostile forest spirits are slowing things down.

"World Eater". Sounds charming.

[ Said as she digs for some boots, and warmer pants. ]

[Xayah chuckles,] Right? In any case, estimates, before they arrive, is around a year and a half now, give or take.

[She opens one of the boxes and finds really nice pair of boots.] Ah, here.

And how do you know that?

[ Catra walks over to inspect the boots. Her nose curls up in disgust at the thought of wearing shoes, ugh, but also she's freezing, so... ]

Gimme those.

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