Intro Log.

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Ding, dong, bell, Pussy's in the well. Who put her in? Little Johnny Thin. Who pulled her out? Little Tommy Stout. What a naughty boy was that, To try to drown poor pussy cat, Who never did him any harm, But killed all the mice in the farmer's barn.

ou wake in knee-deep water, cold as ice and stagnant, in a space that is far too echoey and spacious. It feels like a massive cave, but looking up... there's only one small, circular opening that shows grey sky and shines any sort of light. It looks like a long trip upwards, a small cylinder with walls of brick that's just a little too high to reach, even when jumping. Getting out is probably going to be a bit of a task, especially considering the water is more than cold enough to make limbs go numb. The dark makes it impossible to see much further, but the space seems large, all filled with water, but with no other way out, stone walls the only thing for an intrepid explorer to find. But most importantly of all... you're not alone. Welcome to Awash's first intro log, everyone! Please review the FAQ and rules before playing. Characters have all woken at the bottom of the well in the middle of the town (which seems a lot bigger on the inside, somehow), and it looks like they'll have to put in some work to get out. Once out, they'll be free to explore the various locations the Town has to offer at will. Just try not to die on any of the far-too-rickety walkways. Further information can be found here at the OOC post, and don't forget to greet your fellow players here!

Comments

[redigere]

[Oh right, they're still kind of soaking wet. It's kind of hard to tell if the sun is still out, what with all this gray around them, and even if it is, they might have trouble drying off in time before nightfall.]

No, I didn't see any of them. [A tiny sigh, but she looks up and nods.] So let's go dry off. It'd be bad to catch a cold.

[ifionlyhadthecourage]

You're telling me. I don't think there's been a cold season I haven't been, at the very least, really congested.

[ He seems to be mumbling this more to himself than Namine. He snaps out of it when he realizes there are more pressing matters at hand. This poor child was all alone here. Granted, she was taking it well. Better than you did to being alone, anyway. ]

Ah, but, don't worry. Once we're dry, I'll stay with you until we find a way to get home, okay?

[ He gestures towards the forest-y area of Flavo. ]

We could probably make a little fire for ourselves there.

[redigere]

[He says not to worry, but she can't help but be a little worried anyways...still, Caramia is being so kind, and saying such things, he reminds her a bit of Sora, so she musters up a smile for him.]

Do you have fire magic we can do that with, Caramia?

[ifionlyhadthecourage]

Unfortunately not. I don't have any magic besides what was given to me.

[ Almost instinctively, he puts his hand over his chest. Or, more specifically, against the pendant attached to his tie. ]

But, there should be some stones we could use. Especially since this place seems so lush. [ What garden didn't have some flint stones in it? ] Bambino, do you think you could collect a pile branches for me?

[redigere]

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