EVENT LOG: BOTTOM OF THE RIVER

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EVENT LOG:
BOTTOM OF THE RIVER

characters: everyone.
location: everywhere.
date/time: april 15-30.
content: preparation begins, and rain falls.
warnings: n/a. please cw tags appropriately.

an early warning: april 15-17

When someone goes to check the readings at the weather station in mid-April, they notice something - an immense low-pressure system incoming in just a few short days. Looks like rain on the horizon, although it isn’t immediately clear how long it will last or how much will fall - but it seems like spring has come to Beacon, and April showers bring May flowers, right?

Better get to work.

into the water: april 18-30

Thick clouds obscure the light from the stars. The air grows thick with humidity, and soon, showers begin to fall. It’s gentle at first - a pleasant sound as the drops hit the earth and tap out patterns on the roofs.

This only lasts an hour or two before the heavens seem to open up, letting loose sheets of pounding rain that make it hard to see more than twenty feet ahead of you. The sound is immense and deafening, and you find yourself shouting over the noise as you scramble to make the last of your modifications, find your friends, and take shelter.

Within days, the water falling constantly off of the edges of the rooftops has begun to dig trenches in the soil, and the river swells and overtakes its own banks. Town becomes a moving stream of water that threatens to knock you over and take you with it, and entire sections of Beacon are cut off from each other as you find yourself unable to cross the former banks of the rivers even through flight. Torches get swept away, bridges collapse, and buildings begin to crumble.

Were you prepared?

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Comments

[callada]

"Thanks. Here-" From behind him, Rosinante hauls a bucket overhead and passes it off. Already full of soil, it's immensely heavy, but Fjord looks strong enough to handle it if Rosinante can move it one-handed, probably.

"If you could set that with the others behind you, I'm thinking some of it we can fill sandbags with. There's enough extra sheets in the inn right now, we can sew them together. I don't know how much rain there will be but we had a pretty bad storm here last fall and could've used more."

[fjorgedinfire]

He's not a muscleman like Soldat but he can carry a goddamn bucket easily enough, and hauls it up to rest beside the others. It's not a surprise Rosi's done a lot but there's still a lot of buckets.

"Sounds like a plan. Might need to double-line then, though, sheets could be too thin as is. Might make the dirt bust loose under that kind a' pressure." He puts the bucket down a bit heavily, and turns back to Rosi. "How bad was the last one?"

[callada]

"Didn't need a trench this deep for the last one. I actually started digging this when it started raining, that first time, and it was only a a half-meter or so deep. Just a channel to divert the water. But I dug this out deeper for defenses, so I figure it's worth maintaining it now before it fills up with mud."

Satisfied with the depth at this point, he reaches for one of the cut logs piled up as part of a barricade and drags it over the top of the trench. A few of those ought to make a bridge just fine over the small gap - don't need anyone tripping and falling in if this fills with water. He motions for Fjord to come on over. "Ought to get a safe way over this. Maybe we can dig these in a little so they don't roll away," he says, then continues describing the last storm. "Anyway, it lasted maybe three, four days. Flash flooding. Nothing devastating, but worth preparing for something like that again."