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[initiates]

Date & Time: Oct. 24th
Location: The Initiative Hold
Characters: Everyone.
Summary: New Transports have all arrived and have been led to a banquet room within the Hold.
Warnings: None.

NOTE: This takes place during this plot, though the plot log will not be posted until tomorrow. The Transports already in game have returned from their mission to find the island overrun with monsters. The log is set within the safety of the Initiative Hold, however, so while characters will be aware of what is going on outside, they can otherwise go about their business as usual if they choose.

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You've just been hustled and bustled through mazes of information and literal, wide corridors of the Initiative Hold and you've been equipped with your weapon—be it a gun, a sword, or even your existing powers. They've handed you this light netbook and a small pouch of coins (or a debit card, if you're more inclined), and there are several Transports before and after you going through the very same motions. You can hear the Greeter's voice as she walks alongside large groups, telling them all about the history of this place and sharing with you your purpose here in a hurried and urgent tone. She looks worse for wear, pale and gaunt, though is putting a great deal of effort into maintaining her energy and professionalism for the new Transports. "I am truly sorry that you came at such a bad time. That wasn't intentional, I assure you."

She leads the way through the Initiative Hold. The walls bear the occasional claw mark as a sign of the misfortune that has plagued the island, but it hardly seems deserted anymore due to the other Transports recently returning from their mission. After turning several corners, you arrive in a large room that has been transformed into a makeshift banquet hall. The food presented is perhaps not as luxurious or bountiful as one would hope, but it is certainly enough to go around, and isn't inedible by any means.

"We wanted to try and make this up to you," she explains. "It's meagre, but we did not have much time to prepare." There are a number of Transports already present, some looking over the long banquet table, others seated throughout the room at large, round tables meant to each seat eight people. The mood is grim, despite the Initiative's efforts to raise morale.

Before the Greeter turns to leave, she is reminding you that it will be perfectly safe to explore the Hold, the courtyard, the housing building, and even a several block radius around it. "Hopefully things will be back to normal soon."

Welcome to the banquet. Welcome to the Initiative Hold—and most importantly, welcome to Exsilium.

Comments

[healplz]

[ It's a little strange how familiar this is, actually. Keeping an eye out for any friends this monster may have, Ashraf strides nearer, feeling more at home in this moment than he has throughout the entirety of his stay so far. In the company of a monk, watching a monster meet its end... he may as well be in Rune-Midgard.

He glances around and, spotting another something-or-other heading toward them, steps forward calmly to intercept. It's only one, he should be able to keep it busy until Jacquese has managed to kill the first one. ]

[combats]

[ With a good combo finish, Jacquese makes short work of the monster, but by the time he turns back to face Ashraf it seems they are joined by another odd-looking creature.

Rather than rushing forward to Ashraf's aid right away, he pauses, kind of curious to see how well Ashraf could hold his own now and needing to summon his spirit spheres again anyway as the others had started fading. So he does draw nearer, but stays back a bit to do so. ]

[healplz]

[ Ashraf clearly knows what he's doing with the thing. First up is a shield over himself, immediately followed by a decrease agility for the beast. When its forward lumbering has slowed considerably, he casts a Lex Aeterna and briefly considers a Lex Divinia — but, no, there's no cause to silence a beast that can't use magic anyway.

He sidesteps it once, recasts his shield, and glances back to check on Jacquese. He's done about all he can to kill the time without outright letting the monster attack him, and he'd really rather prefer a warrior take it from here. ]

[combats]

[ Not bad. Obviously not a battle priest, but Jacquese hadn't expected Ashraf to be. Not if their scuffles in the past were anything to go by anyway, but the both of them had come a long way since then.

Immediately after he summons the last of his spirit spheres, he takes over from there by throwing two of the spheres in rapid succession, both to catch the creature's attention and to make it back away from Ashraf, before he rushes in to give it the same sound beating he gave the other creature. ]

[healplz]

[ Ashraf is all too glad to step aside and let Jacquese have the beast. Without any proper tailors around, he's been trying to keep his robes clean and whole, and the best way to do that is probably not to face off against a monster.

He glances around when the second creature falls, and, seeing no more in sight, turns a small smile onto Jacquese. ]

As I said. Most do not seem to be overly challenging.

[combats]

[ It's a little disappointing that the monsters aren't more challenging, not that Jacquese would admit that 'out loud' so to speak, but it will make protecting others easier and he's glad for that. He turns back to Ashraf with a smile, nodding at the statement.

He holds up his hand to take the mace back, smile turning apologetic again. ]

[healplz]

[ Right, this thing. Ashraf hands it over willingly, a little glad to be rid of it. ]

Any next ventures out will be somewhat better organized, I hope. [ A little pointedly: ] You should at least have time to set down your belongings.

[ and not make the guy with 1 str carry them!! ]

[combats]

[ Gosh he already looks sorry enough, doesn't he?

He tucks the mace away under his arm, getting out his blackboard again. ]

My apologies, thank you. [ There, now he actually apologized. For once. ]