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INTRO LOG

Before you even open your eyes, you can tell something is not right. It's cold. Not quite unbearably so, but cold enough that you can take notice of it. And as soon as you open your eyes, you will be able to see why it's so cold: you're in the middle of a snowy forest, with only a single two-lane road cutting through the thick trees.

Unfortunately, you seem to be without transportation. Fortunately, you are wearing warm clothes and snow gear, so freezing isn't an immediate problem. But without transportation, you're in for a long walk ahead of you.

There are others around as well. Other people, just as lost and confused as you are. Everyone seems to be lacking any memory that might explain why everyone is here. As far as anyone knows, all of you were just ripped out of your previous lives and dumped here on this snowy road, wearing snow gear and having any items that are important to you already on hand. And for some of you, you even have a new power, one that you somehow instantly know how to use...

Two ways to go: forward and back. Despite having no indication of which way is the 'right' way, you feel drawn towards one direction in particular. Going 'back' is possible, but you get the feeling that you will be even more lost if you try. And given that you have no food or water on you, it's best to keep moving forward.

So, are you ready to walk? Because you have a long road ahead of you.

((Welcome to The Resort! Your characters will have any objects or animals with them that they should have given their canon point, but are dressed in cold weather clothing.

This prompt is just the first part of the intro log. New top-levels will go up over the course of the weekend as everyone progresses from 'where the hell am I?' to the resort proper, and to getting settled in. For now, just start with this prompt. We'll link further updates here for easy access.))

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[Once he's had his fill of chatting with the staff, Rean is ready to take a look around the resort. And what better place to start than the slopes, apparently? So with tachi in hand, he wanders out, surveying everything from the foot of the hills. While he's not on the lookout for anything in particular, anything unusual (or like, yeti-related) would catch his attention. Anyone else is also free to join him!]

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[ What a coincidence! He, too, is not looking for anything in particular and is also on the slopes. Because the ice is nice and packed here so he's not going to fall into it. He's planning on ignoring Rean, but Minerva turns to him and lets out a screech.

Hearing that, he looks at Minerva and then Rean. ]

[Rean's not exactly the kind of person who'd ignore someone who's around, but he also isn't the kind of person who would want to disturb someone if it looks like they've already got something else in mind. Still, that screech reminds him a little of the monsters back home, so he turns in alarm to find a masked dude with... some kind of dragon? It's not attacking, though...

So in a mirror of Gerome's own movements, Rean keeps an eye on Minerva first before looking back over at his(?) owner.]

Uh. Did he want something?

[ He? Gerome bristles immediately. ] She worried you were coming too close. A stranger with a weapon by their side makes her uneasy, particularly now. She's... sensitive.

[ He says this as someone who has an axe and what's basically a dragon at his side. ]

[Pot meet kettle indeed. With that said, he does realize he's the one who made a misstep here when Gerome corrects him on the gender, so he doesn't really think much of the irony.]

I'm sorry about that. I didn't realize. [Glances over at Minerva.] Still, I don't think I've seen anything quite like her. She seems really tame, too... did you raise her?

[ Bristling further. ]

... I did not. Nor did I tame her, and to suggest Minerva could be tamed like some common animal is a grave insult. She's a noble wyvern, an extension of my being! Not a pet.

[Ah. It looks like he made another mistake. And really, he can't blame Gerome for getting angry here. Because from the way he's talking about Minerva as a part of him... well, that means they're more like partners than anything else. Having someone speak down to a comrade... is it any wonder that he would be offended on her behalf?

So, with a solemn expression:]

You're right, that was rude of me. I shouldn't have made assumptions when I have no business doing that, so let me apologize again, to you and to Minerva.

[He bows his head once to Gerome before turning and bowing to Minerva.]

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said what I did, but even more than that, I shouldn't have disrespected the bond that you two shared.

[ How is he supposed to handle such a sincere and strangely formal apology? Apologizing to Minerva is a given, at least in his mind, but to him... Much less, like this? It's—it's a lot.

And it's very uncomfortable. Minerva inches forward and slowly starts opening her mouth before Gerome steps in front of her. ]

Stop. Stop this instant! If you are a warrior as your blade suggests, do not lower your head. I will not stand by and watch a soldier go through such uncomfortable lengths to trample their dignity. [ Flustered, he grapples with more to say. ] You-you want me to accept, yes? Then I will, apology accepted.

[In turn, Rean isn't expecting Gerome to get so worked up about the apology; being brushed off or just a curt nod, sure, but seeing this kind of reaction... well. It makes him feel a little like he strong-armed him into accepting it.

So he straightens up and scratches the back of his head awkwardly.]

W-well, you don't have to if you're not comfortable with it, but... thanks. [Ahem. He composes himself a bit more.]

You don't have to worry about my dignity or anything though. I still have a lot to learn before I can be considered a warrior or a soldier, and this is just another lesson.

[ When Rean composes himself, so does Gerome. It's much easier to remain collected when the other person isn't making you uncomfortable. Which, uh, makes sense. ]

You needn't take it as a lesson. I may have... overreacted. My own pride would keep me from making such an apology, but I know that every warrior has their quirks. Perhaps this is yours.

[The Ski area is well maintained and taken care of, yet -

Hm.

You're walking near the woods.

There's no one around and you don't have a phone.

Out of the corner of your eye, you spot it.]

[A MOOSE.]

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[He's honestly not expecting much from the ski area, so when he sees the flicker of something there, he quickly turns, hand going to his sheathed tachi.]

[...Oh. It's a moose? It's a moose. Now he feels a little silly getting all tensed up for nothing. He lets his hand drop from the hilt and just watches it for a moment.]

Guess I was disturbing you, huh. Sorry about that.

[The Moose does not reply.

It is a moose.

Tread carefully.]

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[Well, it really would be a bit much to expect a response but this is also the guy who talks to cats just because he can so. Hm. He can't say he's as fond of random ruminants compared to felines, but... he checks his pockets anyways.

So that's how he ends up tossing a small bundle of herbs in front of the moose. He won't be approaching (it is a wild animal, after all), but he's not moving away quite yet either.]

[The moose sniffs the bundle, then accepts the offering and quietly eats it. After that, it quickly ambles off...towards the Resort?

And then it suddenly vanishes in thin air.

The fuck.]

[He smiles a little at the moose when he sees it eat the herbs, although initially he's not sure if he should be concerned at where it's going. But that quickly evaporates when the moose does.

................................Huh.

...

You know what, he's seen a ton of weirdass shit at this point so he'll just let it go. But maybe he'll come back another day with more food.]

[Oh! Another note:

If Rean tries to leave by going through the forest...he will find himself waking back up on one of the lobby's couches. Huh!]

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