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

[osteotome]

It's a long time to be in an unfamiliar and abandoned place before we arrived.

... I'm sorry, it must be difficult if you were doing something important.

[ Honebami notices that grimace at least. Maybe he should try to be a little courteous about that, he feels some sympathy if this guy is dedicated to his work and superior. He can nod a bit more positively about the available resources though, if that helps any. Those are pretty important, both to survive and ease someone's mind. ]

Yes, we have those at least, and you didn't arrive at a bad time either. People here are cooperative and want to make progess— we even have a new "ice house" to preserve food thanks to a nice young man. Are you particular about what you eat?

[ He would guess not, but you never know. ]

[organfarm]

Uh. [ Well, technically he might not be needed at all ... but only so long as his squadmates aren't getting hurt. Which probably isn't the case. But still, there isn't much point in fretting over something he can't fix, and he also doesn't want to needlessly worry this nice(?) stranger, so Jion forces a watery smile. ] I guess things'll work out somehow.

[ Jion scuffs a hand through his hair, trying really hard not to think about his assigned squad, so the bit about food serves as a great distraction. ]

-- oh, no. I'll eat anything. [ Pause. ] Though I gotta admit I didn't really like cow feet ...

[ It's a long story. ]

Um, what do you mean by 'bad time,' though? Have there been food shortages?

[osteotome]

That doesn't sound very appetizing... I can't really fault you for not liking that. But you'll be okay then.

[ It... really doesn't sound all that edible. Maybe he's been fortunate with what the others at the citadel can cook. He doesn't want to worry this stranger, but Honebami does feel a bit concerned. He's dealing with... well, not a pessimist. A realist? ]

No, I don't believe so. I haven't experienced anything truly unpleasant, and with time, I think conditions here improve. None of us are natives to this town.