EVENT: HERE THERE BE MONSTERS

[initiatesnpc]

Date & Time: October 24 - October 31
Location: Throughout Exsilium
Characters: ALL; tag yourselves in
Summary: The Transports return from their mission to find the island crawling with monsters.
Warnings: Violence, possibly injuries (notify a mod if there's cause to add a particular warning!)

The Transports return from their mission to Medieval Russia, but the Initiative Hold is eerily deserted. Normally, their would be a number of Initiative personnel prepared to meet the Transports at the end of their mission for debriefing.

Instead, there is only silence.

That is, until a distant thumping sound can be heard. It is growing closer, and suddenly the beast is bursting into the room. It lets out a roar and charges. Within minutes, it is easily defeated, but damage has already been done -- it collided with the Transporter machine, which is now making a low fizzling sound and lets off a couple sparks. The commotion is enough to draw the attention of the few remaining Initiative personnel who still inhabit the Hold, who arrive immediately afterwards. They are able to tell the Transports two things: that the machine is broken and currently unable to sent anyone back in time, and that the island has been overrun with aggressive, mutated beasts sent by the United Earth. They have been under siege for months, with the island's population reduced to a mere fraction of what it had once been.

Comments

[allsongs]

[her eyes squint a little as she gives him another scrutinizing glance. this Castor, a knight...and all these other things.]

I know these things. Knights and kings and queens. [she nods slow, looking elsewhere, upward.] I know many.

[modestchivalry]

[his features soften & he smiles when she confirms her understanding]

Is that so? I'm glad... If there is anything you wish to know about, I will try to do by best to explain to you.

[allsongs]

[ha. a dangerous offer. her mouth puckers and then stretches into a mild smile – almost a smirk.]

You are kind, Castor. Good to teach. [she nods.] To talk. Thank you.

[modestchivalry]

Ehe, do you think so? [she's a little odd but he can't help but enjoy her company. having such a conversation has done wonders for his stress]

... I must thank you as well, Simmaeri.

[allsongs]

Thank for? [there's a light note of curiosity in her tone, not entirely complimentary to the dimming smile she wears.]