Intro Log: February 2015

[highseasmods]

WELCOME NEW CHARACTERS!
Have an intro log for the month of February!

Who: Any and all new characters, as well as anyone hanging out on or around Isla Empieza!
Where: Near the fountain in the town center.
When: New characters will arrive around February 8th! The log is good for as long as you need it.
What: You've just been dropped on your head in a weird new world. Time to figure out what the heck is going on!
Status: VERY OPEN.

This time of year, wouldn't it be nice to have one last picturesque snow fall to round out the gentleness of winter? Too bad it’s a raging blizzard and ice slicked streets that await you upon your awakening to Empieza. The most you’ll find to greet you outside is snow, cold, the occasional ice pellets to the face, and a small herd miniature yak that have somehow gotten loose from their pen and seems largely unaffected by the cold as they roam around.

Inside you will find open hearths and warm greetings; explanations, too, if you need them. The locals have grown quite used to outworlders and can tell you most anything you need to know. While you’re tucked up by the fireside, you’ll be sure to see certain fliers for some kind of Frosty Heart Festival. What could that be about?

Feel free to throw your characters here if you need a place for them to get situated and start figuring things out! Start new threads, tag into others, meet the people who might just become part of your crew! Older characters will be in and out, too, depending who is on the island at the current time.

HAVE FUN! And welcome to High Seas!

Comments

[divinerighttorule]

"I am capable of protecting myself when I must," she replied.

It was vague, but she preferred it that way. Let him interpret it how he would. After all, if he didn't know of the Fire Nation, he wouldn't know what she was capable of or might know it by another name. For all she knew, his ignorance was a lie to make her lower her guard. Perhaps by some last remnant of the Air Nomads, more given to violence than their long-deceased monk brethren.

She would treat him with due caution.

[skyfaring_swordsman]

"That certainly helps," he said, lowering his sunglasses again, "Forgive me for being presumptuous, Highness, but you don't seem particularly talkative. One might think that you find me just a bit suspicious. I assure you, I have no ulterior motive."

He removed his glasses all the way this time, casually cleaning them as he spoke.

"If I give offense in any way, I'd be much obliged if you let me know."

[divinerighttorule]

"I am stranded in a strange place with limited foreign currency and no memory of how I arrived. I would not trust my own brother approaching me under these circumstances, much less a stranger."

Granted, trusting Zuko usually proved foolish, but he had, last time, not wholly disappointed her. He'd made the right decision, ultimately, at least. Still, this man didn't need to know about her family matters, so the remark could stand on its own.

[skyfaring_swordsman]

"And I am in much the same position as you, Princess. Yet I don't let it curb my tongue. I find it preferable to extend the olive branch to my possible competition or crew-mates as soon as possible. Though I suppose I have had plenty of lectures about talking too much."

He hops to his feet, stretching out as he picked up the other melon slice.

"Well, I'm sure you'll find your path, regardless. As for me, I need to do a closer inspection on these vessels. I look forward to seeing what name you make for yourself, Princess Azula."