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TDM #5 - Paradesium

Pumpkin Hollow Gazette March Issue

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Pumpkin Hollow Gazette

3/8/24 | TDM #5 - Paradesium
Content Warnings: individual CWs found per prompt in "Further Details"
Forecast: Partly cloudy with a chance of rain

WELCOME TO PUMPKIN HOLLOW!

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

Apparently the ferryman needed a bigger boat!

ACROSS TOWN - Since June of 16:53, a steady stream of new arrivals to our sleepy little town has flowed in by ferry, emerging from the fog. And it seems this trend is due to continue, as this March is due to be on record the highest number of new residents in a single month!

We are incredibly grateful for all of you coming to our home and filling it with life once more, even though the dangers of our local curse have significantly increased since all of you began arriving. This reporter isn’t complaining--- additional harm to my own person notwithstanding!

If you are a new arrival, please report to Town Hall at your leisure so that we can help you find work and permanent lodging. Or don’t! The Oak & Iron is happy to rent you a room for as long as you need. Best of luck to all of you, and as we say in Pumpkin Hollow, may your lanterns always be lit!

CHARITY DRIVE ENCOURAGES CULTURAL EXCHANGE

By Cecil Gershwin Palmer

The image?

One of the charming toys created during last year's Doll Picnic.

FESTIVAL GREEN - Preparations are underway for the upcoming annual Doll Picnic. A charity event sponsored by the Artisan’s Guild, this picnic is an Anwyllic tradition that was brought to the island and continued with love. The first Doll Picnic was organized by Dame Meredith Idlewild of the town of Glyn Rhuthun on Kora’s Haven, with the toys being donated to the local children’s hospital after a massive landslide engulfed a local school.

The Artisan’s Guild has baskets of material available for making dolls, including fabric, yarn, stuffing, buttons, and the like. However, tradition states that sourcing materials from the natural world (for example, acorn husks to use as buttons or deadwood to carve for doll arms and legs) results in the toys being blessed by Serrenai, who will watch over the children who play with them. The toys will be donated to local children after the picnic, including those who are ill or whose families can only afford necessities.

Newcomers are explicitly invited to join in the making of toys, and the resulting picnic. As a personal note: the locals have never heard of a teddy bear before. This reporter expects to see several, as we introduce our traditions to their traditions.

PLANTING SEASON BEGINS!

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

After a difficult winter, the appearance of spring's sprouts lifts our spirits.

NORTHWEST HOLLOW - The spring thaw is in full swing! That means it’s time for our local farmers to begin planting. Town Hall is offering a small reward to any of our newest arrivals who would be interested in assisting with planting season for farms less than a year old.

Anyone fresh off the boat interested in making 100 Brass should seek out Eddie and Angel Kasbrak, Arthur Morgan, Cèsar Salazar, Mairi Miann, Ylva Wolfsdottir, or Muriel and offer assistance with tilling and planting. We look forward to rewarding you for your contributions!

HOT SPRINGS OPEN FOR RELAXATION

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

Photograph provided by the Safety Board!

CRANE'S RIDGE - After a recent earthquake opened up a hot spring on the lower portion of Crane’s Ridge, a small portion of the Pumpkin Hollow Damage Claims Assessment Corps has been working to get the area cleaned up and safe for use by the general public.

Following its recent approval for compliance by the Safety Board, we are pleased to announce that Porter’s Spring is now available for public enjoyment! It can be accessed by taking the train to the North Station or by following the central trail out of Northwest Hollow, though the Safety Board does not recommend making this journey on foot due to its proximity to Lake Sal-Co-Penn. Enjoy!

STRANGE CAVERNS DISCOVERED BENEATH CRANE’S RIDGE

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

A small glimpse into this world beneath our own.

CRANE RIDGE - In addition to the hot springs, the earthquake can also be credited for a major cave-in in our Crane’s Ridge mines. A large tunnel was completely buried in rubble by the inexplicable natural occurrence. For the past several months, our mining team has been chipping away at the cave-in to try and regain access to the blocked tunnels in the lower area of the mountain.

In one of these tunnels, however, the team discovered a shocking surprise as the rubble was removed! Apparently, just beyond the mine walls, there has been an entrance to Hepogaia--- a subterranean nation running below our own fair country and many others. It seems that this particular portion of Hepogaian territory is also trapped within the barrier. Brief attempts at scouting by the Safety Board have noted a plethora of subterranean wildlife, both familiar and unfamiliar. This incredible new environment, hiding just out of sight beneath our island, is so full of wonder and splendor that it has earned a fitting name--- “Paradesium.”

A recent ecology study and expedition run by Pumpkin Hollow’s own Dr. Elias Coldwood has redirected their efforts to this new location, but those interested in exploring and scouting out this fantastical new discovery independently are encouraged to pack thoughtfully and travel in groups of two or more! Any information obtained during excursions into Paradesium would be appreciated by the Pumpkin Hollow Board of Safety.

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Further Details...
Charity Drive

The Doll Picnic Charity Drive will run throughout the next two months during our TDM, and there will be an event later on involving posing the dolls for a picnic. Once a photo is taken, the children will be allowed to come picnic with their new toys and take them home after!

There is absolutely no way this could possibly go wrong. Absolutely no dollmakers will be jumpscared or attacked by possessed dolls. None at all. (Okay, maybe some of them. But it’s fine. It’s for a good cause.)

[Mod Note: you can just make a doll without it coming to life and trying to kick your ass, that part is optional. Also the dolls will be blessed at the picnic and rendered unable to attack children.]

Planting Season

Any brand-new characters will get 100B extra on their stipend if they submit an AC-length thread with one of the existing farmers on their first Activity Check! This will be available regardless of whether the character qualifies for normal bonuses, but can only be redeemed by those who app in.

For reference for new players, threads are considered AC-length if they are ten tags in length (meaning 5 of your own tags and 5 from your partner.)

Hot Springs

Porter’s Spring is a perfectly normal and safe hot spring! However, you can encounter any number of perils on your way there if you decide to travel on foot, allowing new players to revisit some of our earlier events.

Check out our bestiary (pending update to new format) for more information on creatures such as Brutoks, the River Walker, and the Pine Devil, or stumble on Lake Sal-Co-Penn for a nasty surprise! Brutoks may also steal personal items from spring-goers on occasion. Don’t chase after them alone unless you want to be turned into a tree!

The Tristitia

In addition to the creatures in the wild, in town after dark characters may also encounter the Tristitia, Pumpkin Hollow’s newest cryptid.

She is a wraith-like spirit which haunts the island. Wearing tattered black clothes and colored all in shades of gray, she appears as a woman who walks around weeping with a caved-in chest, covering her face with her hands. Harmless if given a wide berth, but if she is set off, she will take out her desire for empathy for her grief on her target. She does this by embracing them and drawing out their own grief and trauma, leaving the target catatonic before she fades away, temporarily assuaged.

Into Paradesium

Crystals, golden with light and raw magical energy, cast what looks like sunlight down into the cascading cave. For every foot lower that the ground curls down from the entrance, the trees stretch ever-higher, carrying the raucous cries of animals unlike the surface of Marrow Isle had ever heard.

A jungle, so lush with life, sprawls ahead of any brave enough to venture into it. But what is there to see?

For Paradesium specifically, the bestiary has received a significant update. Creatures featured in prompts have their links to the accounts by Dr. Coldwood and his team marked with stars for easy location.

Below are multiple prompts for some encounters to be had in the jungle, but feel free to create any of your own encounters with any of the creatures listed! If the descriptions are short, feel free to write the creatures' behaviors however makes sense.

Welcome to the Jungle

Swallowed by dense canopies and noise, the jungle is quick to swallow any who travel within it whole.

Eyes are quick to find you, however. Perching in the treetops are a variety of small wyverns in vibrant colors, heads tilting as they try to comprehend what you could be. They squawk, chatter, and some of the bolder ones draw closer - if you sit anything aside and leave it unattended for too long, some even bolder than that will pilfer it, taking the object into the trees to admire with its companions.

Reptilian hunters with bright, keen eyes, the Plommon, consider you with much of the same interest. This interest increases tenfold if you happen to feed them.

If the prying eyes are no bother, then the forest's bounty is ripe for tending and taking. Bananas hang off trees, colorful citrus fruits catch light on their waxy peels, and bulky cocoa beans are jostled by movement in the branches above them. Even the broad leaves of the plants prove extraordinarily useful, whether you're looking to come in and quickly leave, or intend to push further within.

Wherever you go, those curious eyes follow you. Perhaps even out of the cave, should your attempts to shoo an adventurous creature away. What an odd way to gain a new team member.

Down a Few Notches on the Food Chain (CWs: Potential for death, gore, or animal death)

Unfortunately, not all can be pure bounty and new friends in a place like this.

With the cavern sprawling widely and massively, there are many significantly larger creatures in this space, and some seem to be keen to take up opportunity for new prey. As you explore, there's a new feeling of eyes upon you, and the silence that overtakes the surrounding trees spells nothing good to come.

Any one of the massive predators in the wood has you in it's sights.

Escape is difficult, but manageable, as is fighting back. Creatures can be challenged, and hides, bones, and other spoils can be claimed from them, should there be success! If not, this is a good opportunity for familiarization with the Death page.

The silkhide chimera specializes in persistence. The longer and further you go, the more exhausted you'll get. A break is an opportunity that it will be keen to take.

The greenstalker excels at ambushing and high-speed pursuit. At top speeds of 30MPH, your party will need strategy and skill on their side to keep this beast at bay. (Or, alternatively, a source of fire.)

The elephant raptor does neither of these - the beast's sheer length of reach does all it needs to. Water and mud soften the sounds of the gargantuan creature's approach. Stay alert, and be sure that you hear it before it's upon you.

Safe travels become more difficult to manage, the further in you go. Deep, rumbling snores tell you that there's a chance you're just getting to the greater threats this paradise has to offer...

Fragments of the Past

Through great distances traveled, this "uninhabited" cavern begins to show signs that may speak to that not having always been the case.

Ruins of homes, crumbled bricks and tiles, can be found at the deepest reaches of the cavern. These dilapidated buildings, though worn with time, tell a story: the people who left his place, one that could be identified as a stenholm to any familiar with dwarvish culture, did not leave it on good terms.

Essentials were clearly taken with them, as the ruins of this place lack tools or clothing. Valuables are still scattered throughout, however. Large objects with too much history to have been left behind by indifference dot the collapsing homes. Ritual circles still waft radiant energy from them.

In the remains of a temple, an altar stands, cracking with age and covered in plants as the cavern reclaims it. Old candle-stands have rusted with age, but still stand, undisturbed.

Just before the altar, folded onto its side (as best as one can be, when only pieces remain), lies a skeleton. The clothes are tattered remains of stained whites and dulled blues, and the wildlife have cleaned flesh from bones, but it's remained undisturbed by time.

There's a quiet sadness to this place that lingers, even with the people who inhabited it so long since lost.

Should you linger too long, however, there comes the distinct feeling of not being alone.

Clair de Lune(CWs: Long-term isolation, extinction)

Golden eyes of a human face follow your every moment, and the moment you lock your gaze onto them, the face emerges from the darkness, partially covered by spilling dark hair.

What follows this face, however, is not a human face - but, rather, a feline body with sprawling, grey-flecked wings.

There's a long, tense silence, as it emerges fully. Standing easily at eight feet tall while on all fours, the size of this creature becomes more and more apparent as it emerges from the dark of the collapsed wind.

Unlike the other animals of the cavern, though, there seems to be an anxiousness to its look. The lion's chest rises and falls with short, nervous breaths.

And then, in a hushed, woman's voice, hoarse from disuse, it speaks.

"Who are you? Why have you come here?"

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The Sphinx is a new NPC available for characters to interact with, should they delve deep enough into the caverns to find the stenholm. She's wary of all the new faces, and tends to be somewhat flighty, but seems cautiously interested in what new humans being in Hepogaia have to offer. For the sort looking to understand this place, it's people, or intend to trade, she can be communed with.

To interact with her, comment on the TL provided from beastsofthehollow with her icon, and if the initial introduction isn't your speed, feel free to encounter her however you like!

skeletonkeay: (get a load of this guy)

[personal profile] skeletonkeay 2024-03-09 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Wow, something just went to town on her, huh? She's gonna have an interesting time here.

He starts to point to the tavern, then realizes this is probably fruitless given her bad eyes. "If you keep going the way you were before you stopped to talk to me and hang a right at the end of the block, it's that big wooden building on the corner. Kinda noisy."
nothingbadeverhappensto: (huh)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-09 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh! That's kinda spooky, but by now Leon's starting to figure that this place is just like that, and he shouldn't jump to any conclusions right away. The blood's worrying, but first thing's first - the lady's asking for help.

"Yeah, of course," he says. "Anything you're looking for in particular? Or should I just read out the whole thing?"

He's got time and not a lot of places to be, after all. Technically he's on the clock, but the town's actually pretty peaceful, and if anything helping people out is really what he's here for anyway.
abhorrently: (dance.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-03-09 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Fortunately for Leon, she at least left her underthings on this time. But in general, her level of comfort in the springs is comparable to an actor backstage, unbothered by being seen due to the circumstance. One sees and is seen in such a place, there's no point getting wound up.

"Isn't it? An extra hand is invaluable sometimes. Reaching whatever's too high, carrying an additional bag, fetching..."

The hand pauses, then goes to the edge and picks up a slice of a citrus fruit, floating over to Leon and offering it out if he wants.

"Just exploring, or did you come to soak? There's plenty of room."
misbegottendreamer: Dagoth Icon (Default)

[personal profile] misbegottendreamer 2024-03-09 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"The noise should be helpful. Might I ask, is it the sort of inn that welcomes traveling performers? I'm willing to work in the fields to earn my coin, but I'm wondering if my talent for song might be welcome here."

She pauses.

"I suppose the innkeeper would be the one to ask about such things, but in a place where I know no one, it makes just as much sense to begin my inquiries with any stranger."
misbegottendreamer: (pic#17055500)

[personal profile] misbegottendreamer 2024-03-09 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Anything to put a roof over my head and some coin in my pocket would be helpful. I'm afraid I have little with me as of right now, apart from the clothes on my back."

Perhaps her mask would fetch a fair price, but there is no way she's parting with that.
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[personal profile] freedomsuitsme 2024-03-09 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Considering I only just got here, I really have nothing better to be doing with my time."

It's back to the usual routine, isn't it? Show up on an island, get your bearings, start farming so the camp doesn't starve, grumble and moan abut your self-imposed responsibilities while others go out on scouting trips, and forget that you're mortal and need to eat so you survive off of whatever random seeds you have in your pocket.
spaghettification: (startled)

Dr. Siebren de Kuiper (Sigma) | Overwatch | OTA

[personal profile] spaghettification 2024-03-09 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
All that white hair [Hot Springs]
Upon hearing there's hot springs, Siebren almost immediately went to visit. Look, arthritis is a bitch and sometimes a nice hot soak is what one needs. Whether he's interrupting you or the reverse, his demeanor is calm and friendly.

"There's room to share, if you don't mind."


An artificial sky [Stargazing]
Nights find Siebren daring to wander away from town, where lanternlight doesn't compete with the broadness of sky. Defiant of the potential risks of being out at night alone, Siebren's found scraps of paper and charcoal to take notes on the night sky, as well as a book on the constellations and planets of this world from the library.

Care to join a mad scientist in indulging his passion? Or to protect him from the dangers of Marrow Island at night?


Never seen this picture before [Around Town CW: dissociation, confusion and possibly hallucinations caused by traumatic brain injury]
Siebren's been lucky, so far. He's had good days--up until now. One morning, he wakes up confused, uncertain where he is. Where his team is. What he's wearing and why.

He leaves his home, heading into town, a wild-eyed look about him. "Boefje? Dr. O'Deorain? Where are you? M-mauga? Where are you all? Where...what is all this?!" He is, notably, speaking in either English or Dutch, instead of Emeran.

As his agitation grows, nearby rocks clatter, some lifting to float mid-air. Anyone who startles him may be at risk of debris flying their way. Siebren himself is slowly floating higher than usual, several feet above the cobblestone streets, his frantic questions growing louder.


Wildcard
Find me on discord at darkersolstice if you want to plot.</small?
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Never seen this picture before

[personal profile] blindwatchersees 2024-03-09 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
A purple butterfly settles on his shoulder, soft as a baby's breath.

"Now now, Siebren. You're drifting away from where you need yourself to be. I don't quite know where I am either, but I don't think either of us are going to find what we're looking for in a blind panic. Go on. Find me in the town square. You'll know me when you see me, though I'm not sure how. We'll walk these strange roads together, perhaps with a cup of tea to start."
actuallyawolf: (little grin)

Ylva | OC | OTA

[personal profile] actuallyawolf 2024-03-09 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Planting Hunting season

A note appears on the community bulletin board. It is written in careful but inexpert letters, and there's been a very clear attempt to do it in Braille as well, with the limited tools she has -- though there are one or two spelling mistakes in the Braille version that don't exist in the print version.

More people means, we need more food. Come help me hunt or forage in the forest, I can teach tracking or what's good to eat if you dont know. Probably good if you now how to fight already. My name is Ylva so please use the sending stone.

Following up on this note will result in arranging a meeting to venture off into the woods together, and she will show up early and eager.
divasmio: (2 amazed)

[personal profile] divasmio 2024-03-09 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
With the return of Apollo's godly form came a swath of senses he'd lost as a mortal, including the ability to recognize other beings of a divine nature. There's certainly... something about her, though she must be from another pantheon as Apollo can't quite place it.

Still, divine or not, the fact remains that she is divinely beautiful, and the darkness about her accentuates her features; She stands out boldly among the other patrons. Briefly, Apollo wonders if this is what his son finds so attractive about Nico, but that thought is quickly drowned out as he starts weaving together lines of poetry in his mind. Bold and beautiful, shadows cutting through the... light? Through the sun? Straight into my heart? Perhaps he'll take a minute or so to workshop it further.

Then he wonders if perhaps he's already falling back into toxic old habits. She has not caught his gaze again since that first glance, and seems very interested in her book. Apollo likely wouldn't be pleased if he was interrupted in such a way, even if he doesn't understand why one would bring a book to a bar in the first place.

He would request her attention in a more polite and socially acceptable way.

And if the answer was no, he would simply... accept the rejection... and not pursue.

His newfound character development is grating against millennia of deeply-ingrained habits, but perhaps this would be his first test in being able to keep his promise to Jason.

Apollo says something to the bartender, and in a few minutes, one of the barmaids brings another glass of wine to Valdis' table, pointing Apollo out. If Valdis looks up, he will smile and wave awkwardly.
pineapplesalmon: (confidence)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-09 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hello, Tayrey!" César smiles to her. "I do. It's a two person job, and one that's a little more fun than the standard fare. We found out a post was rotted inside for one of our fields when a cow used it to scratch an itch, and it didn't hold up."
pineapplesalmon: (a quick suggestion)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-09 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"That I do!" César's all smiles, and he waves her onto the property, past the small partial fence to denote where it starts. "How dirty do you like to get your hands? I've got options if you'd rather come home some semblance of clean, but I've got dirtier jobs if that's what you prefer."
divasmio: (Default)

new character who dis (HI JENN <3)

[personal profile] divasmio 2024-03-09 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Apollo is pleased to have caught the attention of a fine looking man. Broad shoulders, dark features, tall, all around very aesthetically pleasing.

"I am! Just got here today. I must say, this is a lot to take in."
divasmio: (2 calming)

[personal profile] divasmio 2024-03-09 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, that was adorable. As attractive as confidence is, awkwardness has its own charms, too. Apollo maintains the smile, nodding to an empty seat next to him.

"Some company and conversation from a good-looking man, if you're willing to provide."
pineapplesalmon: (a chin touch moment)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-09 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, I'm glad you're eager to contribute. It takes a load off my shoulders during this busy time." César slips his glove back on before he accidentally leaves it somewhere again and has to spend precious time looking for it. "So how dirty are you comfortable getting? You seem the type that might not be against some of the messier jobs."
nothingbadeverhappensto: (slight smile)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-09 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I can imagine." The number of times he would've had so much to gain from having a third hand to work with in a tough situation, man. He'd probably have a lot fewer gnarly bite scars peppering his skin, for one thing.

Anyway, he considers the offered slice of fruit for a moment before deciding 'why not' and taking it, though he doesn't eat it just yet. "That something you can teach? Not that I'm sure it's something I can learn, but."

He kinda wants to try. It'd be neat to hear about how it works, if nothing else.

"And I'm just looking around, for now. Didn't exactly bring my beach gear with me."
nothingbadeverhappensto: (slight smile)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-09 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, you're in luck on that front," says Leon. "There's an inn a little ways away that has rooms for anyone who got here by the ferry."

And he assumes this woman did, because she sure doesn't look like she's dressed in local garb.

"The town covers food and shelter for us there, and pays us a small stipend for whatever else we might need. It's weird, but I'm not about to question it if it helps people get on their feet." He sort of suspects the reason for it is because the outsiders can supposedly do something about whatever's going on here that the locals can't, and they're investing in that, but that's information he can drop on her later if it becomes relevant. For now, one thing at a time. "I can take you over there now, if you want. Or you can just ask about the Oak and Iron whenever."
pineapplesalmon: (friendly smile)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-09 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
César walks over into conversation distance before he speaks again. "It certainly is! I remember how my first day threw me for a loop. Could be worse... at least everyone's friendly here." He holds out a hand. "César Salazar, scientist turned farmer. Just César will do."
abhorrently: (now.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-03-09 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hmm...let's start with the former for now, since I freely admit this is new to me. But you don't have to tell me more than once what to do once we begin."

Best to not overestimate her own capabilities just because she's eager to do something that's not be lost in the mire of her own mind.
misbegottendreamer: Dagoth Icon (Default)

[personal profile] misbegottendreamer 2024-03-09 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"I would appreciate the guidance. Thank you. I will be more comfortable with finding my way around once I have some small degree of security."
abhorrently: (peace.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-03-09 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
The hand floats back to her, and rests under her chin thoughtfully.

"It can't hurt to make the attempt, can it? Not right now - I haven't tried my hand at being a teacher before, and anyway, I'd want a clearer head for it - but I'd be willing to give it a shot."

Worst that comes, they just spend an afternoon going through hand motions and discussing the differences between her world and his.

"Anyway, as far as beach gear goes, it's not terribly necessary? I mean, I used to have a swimming suit, but it's all just special underclothes anyway."
maskedstarbunny: (Default)

[personal profile] maskedstarbunny 2024-03-09 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)

"Apparently an earthquake opened passage between here and the surface. I heard of an underground jungle, and just had to explore it." And if it's a good chance to regain some confidence, well, that's just a bonus. It's been a long time since she got to just, run through trees at full speed.

The bright smile isn't visible, but it's emotionally audible. "Then I got a small hint that someone was down here, and I always listen when it feels like fate has something to say."

divasmio: (Default)

[personal profile] divasmio 2024-03-09 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
A scientist! Apollo raises his eyebrows with interest. He opts not to introduce his profession as 'god,' then; Scientists could be hit-or-miss with that revelation. After the last six months, Apollo's not in any mood to debate his own existence.

"Apollo," he accepts the handshake, still smiling brilliantly. "Poet."
inaurate: (why don't we break the rules already)

[personal profile] inaurate 2024-03-10 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
Edited (haha that was way too big) 2024-03-10 00:30 (UTC)
nothingbadeverhappensto: (huh)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-10 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
Leon's conversation with Ylva over the sending stones is short - he's more inclined to treat the things like comms than a phone - but it's efficient, the two of them arranging a time and place to meet so Leon can learn the ropes. He's by his own admission a bit of a city boy, but he's a crack shot with most weapons and figures it can't be too different hunting animals than fending off human or formerly-human attackers. If anything, it'll probably be a lot less frantic. By his understanding, most animals out there would much rather run and hide than try to bite your face off.

"Hey," he says, nodding as he approaches. "Are you Ylva? I'm here to help out with the hunting, if you'll have me."

He's got his Enforcer-issue sidearm with him, as well as that knife he stole from the restaurant on his first night out and conveniently forgot to give back. Probably not the best tools for hunting, all told, but for now it's what he's got.