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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] middleofsomewhere2020-04-18 11:02 am

Event: Abort! Part One

Until now there has been one mission in every month. The practice in Apple and since then one for each month. So for those that have been on the train for a while they will be extremely surprised when on the twenty fifth day of the month of Egret their SCA’s glow gold and a hologram appears. Another mission.

Strange or not preparations need to be made, the voidtreckers are needed, strange timing or not.

Preperations

As promised the dressing room is open once again and there is a collection of leggings, shirts and tunics. All are in bold, differing shades of team colours and are made of sturdy material. There are a couple of cloaks, like those they wore in the goblin world they look medieval in style but will keep rain off as well as a modern raincoat.

As usual they have about an hour of preparation time, to gather supplies, get changed and help those who need more help disguising themselves to do so.

Arrival

”We are now approaching world#27462947582. Warning: Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four,” Hopefully even those who are new know to hold on or sit down by now. ”Three, two, one.” A jolt and a lurch and the void from outside the windows disappears to show green grass and a blue sky.

The Voidtrecker Express has landed in a small dip between two hills. Tall enough to mostly hide it and once everyone who wishes to disembarks it vanishes.

The voidtreckers, on climbing the hill, will find they are inside the city walls, just. Here it is mostly farmland still but as they move towards the centre there are more houses and things become more crowded and bustling. The city is big enough that an influx of strangers doesn’t turn many heads.

Their SCA has a map, red team’s has a marker for the northern gate, purple’s show the position of guard posts. Orange and Blue’s shows the main gates that lead out into the kingdom beyond.

Red Team

Getting to the northern gate doesn’t take all that much time and they are let out without much fuss, though fair warnings about the monsters out there. It is clear that though this city is nominally guarded and walled, it has been a long time since there has been war here and people can come and go as they wish.

The desert is, much as can be expected. It is more a scrub land rather than rolling dunes of sand but the land is cracked and dry. They have to move at least an hour away from the city before they come across any monsters at all.

When they do they are strange almost-boar looking creatures. They are vicious and will attack on sight, charging with huge tusks and teeth that are far too sharp to belong to a natural creature. They are clearly intelligent, even if they don’t seem to have language. But they never come across more than five at once and there doesn’t seem to be any movement of them towards the city.

Purple Team

The guard posts are only have a few guards there at any one time. Though questioning any of them the voidtreckers will learn that there are other guards in the city, ready to come to the defence of the walls if the alarm is ever sounded. Those on the walls are there to keep watch.

It might take a little bit of persuading but there isn’t a huge problem with purple team being allowed up onto the walls. As long as they don’t seem to be causing or bringing trouble.

The surrounding countryside is clear. To the north is the desert but to the east, west and south there are rolling hills of green. The kingdom that this city is part of.

For them it is a few hours of tedium and anticipation. Watching the landscape, waiting for a threat. The other soldiers are curious enough that they could be coaxed into conversation or a game of dice.

Blue Team and Orange Team

It is very difficult to convince a city full of people who have not known danger in a long time that they have to pack up and leave.

There are difficult shop keepers, confused farmers, worried parents.

Some are able to be ready quickly and so can follow the Blue team out of the southern gates. It might take more than one group, with a few blue team going with each one. The kingdom isn’t particularly dangerous but who knows when that may change. Keeping everyone together and moving will be the challenge here.

For Orange team there are plenty of logistical problems to get stuck into. Animals need moving, people need help packing or wrangling small children. Older people need help finding carts to ride.

Not to mention the very stubborn ones who will take a lot of persuading. Those who were on the goblin world have had practice in this already of course, and hopefully have tips to share.

(OOC: Information about this event is here)
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[personal profile] laurefindil 2020-05-02 09:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Have you seen the kinds of things she makes?" Glorfindel shakes his head. "Almost enough to put you off trying to do anything like it, because there is no way you could ever be that good."

"Oh, you do," Glorfindel assured him. "Under your nails, in your hair, in...places you most certainly would not have expected it. All to produce a few misshapened pots that you wouldn't spend a copper on normally. As Art goes," he thought a moment, "I'd say singing is my best skill. Though I am not Maglor's quality! Again, not someone you want to compare yourself to."
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[personal profile] swansongs 2020-05-02 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, I haven't." And he was torn between being curious and glad he hadn't, because, well, he was pretty competitive. "Oh, you sing, too? I mean, so do I. It was my...life, back home." His passion. "Also are all, uh, elves, like really good at something? Or a lot of things?"
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[personal profile] laurefindil 2020-05-03 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, you must be quite good then, I hope to hear you some time," Glorfindel said. "Curufin and I are discussing starting a Bardic Circle or somesuch for people to sing and play instruments. As soon as we figure it out, we'll put up invites, if you are interested."

He laughed. "That is an interesting question. Some are immediately drawn to that one thing and pursue it their entire lives. They may also dabble in other things, but that is their passion and they are really, really good at it."

"Then there are others who try out a lot of different things before finding one or two things they primarily enjoy, and...after a few centuries of practice, well, it would be hard not to be good at it, wouldn't it?" He himself was very good at what he did, but they were now hopefully done with fighting now. Once the last of the orcs were taken care of, and the elves all went West, he was pretty much out of a job. So it was time to dust off some old hobbies and see what he wanted to pursue going forward.
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[personal profile] swansongs 2020-05-03 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"I guess I'm pretty good," he said, shrugging a shoulder. Sometimes, not often, but sometimes he felt a little shy about his singing. Worried that maybe he wasn't really that good. He was sure there were lots of people who were way better than him, at least. "And yeah, I might be interested in that."

Once he heard 'a few centuries of practice' everything was put into perspective. No wonder people like the elves were so good at some things. He bet he would be, too, if he'd had that long to practice. "Jeez. That makes a whole lot of sense. That's a lot of time to become good at something." He was almost a little envious.
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[personal profile] laurefindil 2020-05-05 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
"I look forward to hearing you, then." Glorfindel smiled at him. "I miss music most right now, I think."

He laughed. "It really is, though I've seen some humans who focused their energy to become amazing good at something in a fraction of the time."
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[personal profile] swansongs 2020-05-06 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, me too." He had music on his phone, but without earbuds to go with it, it wasn't quite the same, and he'd been worried about bothering people. Singing, on the other hand...well, he had a lot of the same worries, but it would be different in a room, er, car full of people who were okay with it.

"Mmmm. It's all about passion and persistence. If you really want to become good at something, you never quit, no matter how long it takes." Or how long it didn't take, if you practiced enough.
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[personal profile] laurefindil 2020-05-06 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
Glorfindel would make sure he got an invitation to participate.

"Exactly!" Glorfindel smiled at him. "It is amazing how some do not realize that. They claim to have a passion, but then, do not persist." It was good to meet someone who understood.
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[personal profile] swansongs 2020-05-07 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. Like, I can understand getting down, and feeling like giving up, but if you're really passionate, you don't, no matter how hard it is or how long it takes." Because if you gave up, it wasn't really your passion, it was more like a hobby.
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[personal profile] laurefindil 2020-05-08 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I suspect there is a story in that," Glorfindel said. He'd spoken with the conviction that came from experience. "Perhaps once this is over, you will look me up and tell it to me? If you'd like to share, that is."
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[personal profile] swansongs 2020-05-09 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh. Um. Well, you're not wrong." There was definitely a story behind it, but didn't everybody have one? He wasn't sure how interesting his life was though, really. "I'll, uh...I'll think about it." Some things were hard to share, and he would genuinely need to think about it.
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[personal profile] laurefindil 2020-05-10 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Do not worry, I will not be offended if you choose not to," Glorfindel assured him. "I understand that some things are deeply personal." Though after a couple of thousand years, he didn't feel the same about his own life, but when he was newly reborn, it had taken some time before he was willing to open up about those last days of Gondolin.