[ Newcomer Post ]
Method: Action/Prose
Who: Kaite and Newcomers only
Where: Ash-Vacuum, Generic Hut #5
When: February 22, Morning
What: Whispers of Loki has been informed of another group of individual(s) passing through the portal and Kaite is here to pick them up.
A bright blue glow wakes you from your sleep. The ground under you is hard and rocky, uncomfortable to say the least, but you find yourself too weak to move. When you manage to open your eyes, the scenery around you is bleak and barren. Large huts and tents make up the surrounding area, but the land beyond that is a mystery. All you can see are the people standing around you, unknown people dressed in strange clothes, speaking in a language you can’t understand. All too quickly you’re lifted to your feet, jostled by people in cold metal armor away from the mysterious glow and shoved into a large, single-room hut. The sound of a lock echoes behind you. There are others in there with you, just as confused and unable to speak. Just like you.
A couple of hours pass. Slowly, the muffled words of those guarding your hut outside become recognizable. You try the words in your mouth, both foreign and familiar at the same time. Bit by bit, the words begin to flood into your mind, enough to form Sentences. Paragraphs. Angry monologues as the scenario begins to set in. You’re still too weak to do anything other than sit up, stand if you put your mind to it, but slowly your physical energy begins to return as well. But something feels... different.
Just as the language returns to you, there’s a small commotion outside. The lock echoes again and a figure steps into the room, unarmored and unarmed. A look of surprise passes through his expression as he stares at you for a moment before speaking up.
"Wow, just one this time, huh? Wish they would've told us that... Anyway, my name’s Kaite, second-in-command of the Sleipnir Branch of Whispers of Loki. I know that doesn't mean much, but I'll try to explain the general situation as best as I can. You've been transported to our world, Midgard, through a dimensional portal. The scientists studying this portal don't know how or why, but more importantly, they don't know how to send you back. So in the mean time, our government has ordered that you've be entrusted to the guild I represent, Whispers of Loki. We'll be getting Recalled soon to join up with the rest of the guild, but for now any questions you may have I'll answer to the best of my ability." He paused then in his speech to look over the sole person in the room with a curious eye.
"Then again, I've got the feeling you might be one of our special alternate world cases who just needs a bit of clarification."
Who: Kaite and Newcomers only
Where: Ash-Vacuum, Generic Hut #5
When: February 22, Morning
What: Whispers of Loki has been informed of another group of individual(s) passing through the portal and Kaite is here to pick them up.
A bright blue glow wakes you from your sleep. The ground under you is hard and rocky, uncomfortable to say the least, but you find yourself too weak to move. When you manage to open your eyes, the scenery around you is bleak and barren. Large huts and tents make up the surrounding area, but the land beyond that is a mystery. All you can see are the people standing around you, unknown people dressed in strange clothes, speaking in a language you can’t understand. All too quickly you’re lifted to your feet, jostled by people in cold metal armor away from the mysterious glow and shoved into a large, single-room hut. The sound of a lock echoes behind you. There are others in there with you, just as confused and unable to speak. Just like you.
A couple of hours pass. Slowly, the muffled words of those guarding your hut outside become recognizable. You try the words in your mouth, both foreign and familiar at the same time. Bit by bit, the words begin to flood into your mind, enough to form Sentences. Paragraphs. Angry monologues as the scenario begins to set in. You’re still too weak to do anything other than sit up, stand if you put your mind to it, but slowly your physical energy begins to return as well. But something feels... different.
Just as the language returns to you, there’s a small commotion outside. The lock echoes again and a figure steps into the room, unarmored and unarmed. A look of surprise passes through his expression as he stares at you for a moment before speaking up.
"Wow, just one this time, huh? Wish they would've told us that... Anyway, my name’s Kaite, second-in-command of the Sleipnir Branch of Whispers of Loki. I know that doesn't mean much, but I'll try to explain the general situation as best as I can. You've been transported to our world, Midgard, through a dimensional portal. The scientists studying this portal don't know how or why, but more importantly, they don't know how to send you back. So in the mean time, our government has ordered that you've be entrusted to the guild I represent, Whispers of Loki. We'll be getting Recalled soon to join up with the rest of the guild, but for now any questions you may have I'll answer to the best of my ability." He paused then in his speech to look over the sole person in the room with a curious eye.
"Then again, I've got the feeling you might be one of our special alternate world cases who just needs a bit of clarification."