Event Ten.

[awashmods]

Little Willie, mean as hell, Pushed his sister in a well. Mother said, while drawing water, "My, it's hard to raise a daughter."

t's pretty dark and miserable down in the well. The cavernous area feels much larger than a well should be, bodies milling about in the darkness and knee deep, frigid water. So you're here -- and you're not alone, and the only way out appears to be the thin circle of sunlight from above, the opening of the well. (And elsewhere, in the Town, everyone's waking up to gifts of various usefulness, but hopefully they remember to check the well today even so!) What now? Welcome to Awash's tenth event log, and the intro log for this month, everyone! All new characters have found themselves waking in the well in the middle of the Town. Hopefully they can get a hand out! For more information, please go here! Meanwhile, the current characters have some new gifts. If there are any questions, please ask them here, and have fun! Thank you!

Comments

[promissum]

It's not about the taste! Those humble oily fish are nutrient rich! They contain roughly one-quarter of the recommended daily allowance of niacin, and 150% of the recommended daily allowance of vitamin B12! They even contain marine omega-3 fatty acids, keeping hearts healthy and might even boost brain function!

Those tiny fish are great for health reasons!

[hydrokinetics]

[...Val what in the hell.]

We're in a colorless town with a lack of options and no way out and you're worried about fish oils? [He's trying not to laugh but also what the hell.]

[promissum]

Proper nutrients are essential!

[Why does he sound like a health teacher? Nobody cares about sardines even half as much as Val.]

[hydrokinetics]

So what are you gonna do if you can't get them here? [He's just curious.]

[promissum]

I'll make do with whatever fish are here.

[Because like hell he's going back on a promise.]

[hydrokinetics]

You might want to see what they look and taste like first before committing to that, dude.

[promissum]

I'm not drinking your blood. Fish are more efficient than most other animals.

[hydrokinetics]

[. . .]

Hold on. Are you eating the fish or drinking their blood? Or both. I mean there's no judgment here but that's two different things.

[promissum]

I drink the blood and eat the fish. I need blood but I also need the nutrients that are stored in the rest of the fish's body.

[hydrokinetics]

So...you're a health-conscious vampire. [That's new.] Is that a normal thing where you're from?

[promissum]

No. None of the other vampires I know have vowed against drinking human blood. Human blood contains everything we need on its own.

[hydrokinetics]

[The plot thickens...] So why vow against human blood? You wouldn't be the first vampire to show up here.

[promissum]

[He kind of gives Percy a look like "Why should anybody else be bound by my personal choices?"]

I haven't completed a promise. I won't be able to complete it here.

[hydrokinetics]

But how do you know? [Sorry he's going to ask a bunch of questions suddenly.]

[promissum]

I doubt the angel is here.

[Val. Just say her name.]

[hydrokinetics]

Angels and vampires. [There's a slow nod.] Sure, makes sense. But can you really be sure she's not here?

[Assuming this angel is a she, really.]

[promissum]

She wasn't in the well. I suppose she could've arrived before me.

Have you met a pink haired angel? She answers to Vulcanus or Artina.

[hydrokinetics]

Uh. I don't think so, but I haven't looked very far today. What exactly does an angel look like in this instance?

[promissum]

She has small white wings and braided pink hair.

It's possible she looked like a prinny but all her "dood" placement was awkward. She does a terrible impression.

[hydrokinetics]

Hard to miss then. If I see her, I'll send her straight to you. [...] What'd you say your name was?

[promissum]

My name is Valvatorez.

[hydrokinetics]

[...why does that sound like a stupid nickname Leo would come up with?]

Percy Jackson. Good to meet you. [He thinks...]

[promissum]

Oh, so you're son of fishermen? Nico mentioned you.

[hydrokinetics]

Is that what he told you? [He raises an eyebrow, not at all surprised. Demigods usually don't go around outing each other, so that sort of cover story adds up. He's about to comment on it when his brain catches up though.]

Wait. Nico told you that. Nico, like...about this tall--[A gesture to Nico's height]--dark hair, sort of looks like he's been sleeping in a cave for the last seventy years?

[promissum]

He said you were a fisherman by blood.

Yes. We had an interesting discussion about different afterlives. He called it the Underworld like you did. ... He did look like he could use some rest.