INTRO LOG: MAY 2014

[highseasmods]

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

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 May 10th! 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.

It's a brilliant May day, with blue skies and a soft breeze as you wake up. Everything about the otherwise grubby pirate port you are in speaks of spring. There are flowers surrounding the fountain, draping in colorful garlands over railings and balconies and tucked into all corners. There is a certain cheerfulness to it all and those in Empieza seem friendly and welcoming (to those who've been there before, they are far more pleasant than usual).

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

[parsianprince]

"I'm afraid I would have to disagree with you." He responded, lowering his arm and allowing Azrael to find a place to perch elsewhere, a weak, almost sad smile coming to his face. "I've met some who would rather be controlled, although I wonder if it's really their fault."

He still did not fully understand, and perhaps he never would, the slaves who had tried to attack him when he freed them. But according to Narcus, they would rather accept their shackles than the uncertainty of having to make it on their own.

Yet this was what he referred to, and his wonder came from the fact that he understood that perhaps no other option had been given to them, or would be presented to them as free men and women. Society had created a set of shackles that seemed difficult to destroy.

[to_fly_free]

"They're fools." Jean's eyes flashed with fire, just for a second. "They don't know any better. Some live their whole lives in a cage." But not her. Not anymore.

[parsianprince]

He isn't sure if he saw it, though he recognizes the look of determination just fine, and a weak smile comes to his lips. "Yes, and sadly I know many who would prefer they always stay in a cage and know no better."

[to_fly_free]

"So do I."

She finally turned her attention from the bird and to the boy.

"Which are you?"

[parsianprince]

Jean's question got a bit of a laugh from Arslan, although it certainly wasn't an amused one. His smile to her indicated a sort of resignation.

"A little of both for me." He specified. "I'm in a position that I don't have a lot of choice, because leaving would affect too many people, but at the same time I certainly don't want to follow all the old rules and laws that enslave people to others in my country."

[to_fly_free]

"I was that way once." The Phoenix said it with a bit of a sneer; humanity was beneath her now, and her own personal freedom all that mattered to her. Jean's eyes, though, had a hint of regret.

"Until I realized none of them were worth it."

[parsianprince]

It was a strange mixture, the words and the eyes together, but Arslan took it in stride, somehow managing a weak smile at the woman. "I'm sure some of them are worth it, you just haven't met them yet."

[to_fly_free]

She closed her eyes, reaching out with her mind to feel her way around the small town.

"But I can hear most of them already," she murmured, half to herself. "I know what they're thinking. They're all the same, where it counts."

[parsianprince]

"Hear them?" Arslan blinked just a little, tilting his head. "You can read minds?"