INTRO LOG: SEPTEMBER

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INTRO LOG: SEPTEMBER
COME INTO MY HEAD

characters: everyone.
location: the harbor, as well as the rest of town.
date/time: september 1-3.
content: beacon's newest batch of residents arrives on the ferry. everyone gets a special gift, courtesy of the lighthouse keeper.
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 that glows steadily 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.

•••

Unlike the past two months, there's not a whole lot happening down at the dock today. It's quiet, disconcertingly so, after the foghorn blows once and then twice to signal the ferry's arrival. Winters is dead, and as such there's no one around to dole out the "need to know" info for the new arrivals.

Luckily, the tablet and the town do have some resources available for playing catch up! The Keeper's recent network post is available for everyone to read, and newcomers can always check out the weekly bulletins and the records in town hall. Everyone's also welcome to get in touch with the NPCs through their inboxes, too.

But, oh! In the ferry's cargo hold is a rather large crate addressed to the Postmaster General, and inside? A bunch of ocarinas! The Postmaster General, set up at their little stall, will be passing out ocarinas (free of charge!) to everyone that happens by. Anyone who doesn't come by the stall will receive one in their mailbox.

Shortly after the ferry arrives, a new message from the Lighthouse Keeper appears on the network:

Did everyone get their ocarinas? If you didn't, check your mailbox at the post office. There's plenty to go around. The extras will be in the general store.

You can use these to communicate with the forest spirits. Their language is based on musical notes, so you have to play little songs for them. Here's a couple of basic translations that should help you guys out:

The rest of the message contains playing instructions and example audio files for the following messages:

- A friendly greeting!
- An assurance that equates to "I come in peace".
- A short melody that translates roughly to polite terms like please, thank you, and you're welcome.
- A shrill note that asks for help.

Characters can use the ocarinas to communicate these phrases to the forest spirits (and are welcome to try learning or communicating other phrases), but keep in mind that there's not much plot info to be learned from the forest spirits, at least not for right now. These ocarinas won't exactly help you translate anything the forest spirits might say back, after all.

The Lighthouse Keeper won't be responding to that network post, but she can be contacted through her inbox!

ooc.

Hey there, wonderful players, and welcome to In the Night! For this intro log, you are officially without a chaperone. Rastus is back at the bonfire, Will is characteristically elusive, and Robin is, well, you know where she's at. It's up to the veteran residents to fill in the new folks.

We're also happy to introduce the YARD SARD... The Postmaster General will be appearing in any intro logs where a player formerly in the game has ordered something through Rastus but is no longer around to claim it! These items will still come in, but since they have no owner, they'll be available for other characters to claim. It's usually a first come, first serve situation, though the Postmaster General may turn folks away for any number of weird reasons. (OOCly, it's us attempting to spread the wealth among the playerbase.)

DELIVERIES

The following packages can be found in the cargo hold:

• The monthly store restock
  
• Two silver prosthetic pieces (they aren't a perfect fit, but they work well enough) for Polnareff
  
• A few bottles of holy water, a pouch of powdered silver, and a magic wand (the wand doesn't have the permanence spell Elden was looking for, unfortunately; instead, it will temporarily change the color of its target to either pink or blue!) for Elden
  
• Webfluid components (about a three month's supply) for Peter
  
• A spice rack for Davina, and one for Ignis as well, plus a little geology kit with both of their names scribbled on the package and crossed out various times. Looks like these orders got a little mixed up! Everything each of them requested (plus a little extra) can be found among these packages, but they'll have to sort out what goes where
  
• 2 cartons of cigarettes, a flintlock pistol, and 100 rounds of ammo for it (though none for the shotgun, hm!) for Rosinante
  
• A small assortment of dreamcatchers, all with a lot of feathers for Xayah
  
• A flash drive (on which is a very simple app for Morse code translation! this can be passed around or uploaded to the network for many users to download) for Matt
  
• A bounce house (small and with quite a few holes that need patching, but it'll get the job done; it's deflated, but it does have a built-in fan!) for Lunafreya

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

YARD SARD

The Postmaster General is here! They've set up a little stall on the dock, and have a couple of items for... sard?

• A carton of cigarettes
  
• 4 2 boxes of .45 bullets
  
• A sewing kit

If you would like to purchase an item from the Postmaster General, you can haggle with them below!

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Comments

[fawcetted]

I don't want it.

[ He also doesn't want this weird tablet thing, and really, he could do without carrying a lamp around with him too if they'd just give him a flashlight or ... you know, figure out how to turn the lights on in this place. ]

They kind of just passed one to me, said I could keep it.

[ Wow, okay, he can feel the way she's giving him a judgmental once-over, and he's not feeling it. Like, at all. He has to resist shuffling his feet, but instead he gives the handheld blue instrument another brief inspection.

If he'd paid a little more attention, he would have understood that it could play music or something like that, but. Steve's not exactly an Instructions kind of guy. ]

Do you know what it is?

[originallutece]

An ocarina. It's a musical instrument.

[Obviously! Gosh.]

Blow in at the top. It's one of the most ancient musical instruments in existence, although, given it's a hollow lump of clay with some holes in it, is slightly less impressive.

Go on.

sORRY FOR THE DELAY i'm finally returned

[fawcetted]

[ Oh, yeah. Obviously.

Steve rolls the object over in his hand, like the musical instrument part is supposed to suddenly reveal itself to him.

He looks at her, accepts her explanation (despite the attitude, because wow lady, do you have an attitude!) and lifts it to his lips.

He blows into the hole at the top.

Lo and behold, like its some shock to the universe, it makes a sound. ]

IT'S ALL G

[originallutece]

[Truly, a miracle. Rosalind nods. Well done, young man, you did it, but it takes a bit more than that to impress her.]

Now find the notes, A through G. Do you know anything about music?

[fawcetted]

Well, yeah, sure. I know how to appreciate the classics: Queen, Wham!, Foreigner, you know - the good stuff.

[ Steve continues to stare at the ocarina, doubtful of its ability to recreate 'We Are the Champions' with quite the same power or flare.

There's a slight shrug. ]

Played around with the guitar a little a few summers ago — [ Which is obviously better than being in band, even if he's pretty sure knowing how to play the trumpet or whatever could help him in this situation. ] — but this isn't a guitar.

[originallutece]

[She's quiet for a few moments, and then:]

I died in 1910.

[So, she has no idea who those are. It's entirely possible they were popular in her day and she just doesn't know them, but given the way he's dressed, she'll hedge her bets. Anyway.]

If you know a guitar, you know how music works. Now: find the notes.

[fawcetted]

Wait, seriously?

[ That would explain the costume-that-isn't-actually-a-costume, but other than that, it's a little difficult to wrap his head around the idea of time travel actually being real. You know, beyond Marty McFly using a Delorean to jump into the past. Or is it the future?

Anyway. ]

1910? That's crazy.

[ And way more important than finding dumb notes on a small piece of blue plastic. ]

[originallutece]

And what year are you from?

[They might as well do this, although she won't forget to bully him into trying to play that instrument.]

Ahead of me, clearly. Judging by your clothes . . . hm. The latter half of the twentieth century?