Wings of Wonder: NPC Interactions and Investigations

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WINGS OF WONDER: NPC LOG

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ARRIVAL ISLAND

EAST ISLAND

NORTH TRAIL - SOUTH TRAIL

NORTH ISLAND

SOUTH ISLAND

WEST ISLAND

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[so_dark_a_road]

Curufin nods, and he feels the reaching to make a telepathic link. He allows that energy into his own being, even along with the prickling sensation, which is uncomfortable but not intolerable. The energy of the statue being is foreign to him, but he still allows it.

He feels the gratitude and the apology. "Don't worry, you need not use words. I can understand you well enough."

He hears the name. "Pleased to meet you, Hemla." A fragment of the statue's language is welcome, even with the discomfort.

When Hemla pulls back the connection, at first Curufin reaches out to retrieve it, but then he refrains, not wanting to make Hemla unhappy or uncomfortable. "It's all right," he says, sensing the apology.

He turns his attention to the East as he is directed. "Your home is the eastern island? Or do you mean the whole archipeligo? I see that you are warning me of danger to come. You fear this red storm phenomenon, and its effects on the mind. What can I do to help? I was trying to get some people together to repair the bridges, but is there time for that before this danger comes?"

[voidtreckernpcs]

Danger already here, comes the feeling; of one already being present in the fear they're in, but not without bearing further bad news. More coming. Reach people. Home. Come together, strength.

Strength in numbers, feeling supplies, the belief of the statue, Hemla. Coming together, working together. Then that familiar apology, as the mind is pulled to the nearest bridge, its broken state. The fact they cannot help fix.

But they press through uneasy comfort, help - strength - lies to the East. But there are concerns for the South, the West. Concerns, worries; not pressing into Curufin's own heart, but as clear as any spoken word.

[so_dark_a_road]

Curufin responds to the feeling, comprehending the message. "I see what you mean. The greatest strength in troubled times is the unity of the people who must deal with the troubles."

He feels that apology again, and his mind is directed to the broken bridge. "I can help repair things, though I don't know for sure if I can do anything about that bridge. It would be a time-consuming project."

He nods. "You are saying that you think the means of creating unity and strength lies to the East, though you are concerned about the South and West as well. Very well, I will try to find some way to go east, if that is where you think I should begin. Maybe I could find a boat, or build one."

[voidtreckernpcs]

'Boat' - the word repeats as spoken by Curufin's own lips in his mind, a questioning feeling joining it. A curiosity in what Curufin can do.

[so_dark_a_road]

Curufin feels the questioning, the curiosity.

"Ah. . . what is down there, around and below the islands?" He remembers that the basic information described these as floating islands. He hasn't gone to the edge of the arrival island to verify the meaning of that phrase, though he means to do that soon. "Is it water? Or is it atmosphere? When I was thinking of a boat, that would be a wooden vehicle that can float on water, and it can be rowed with wooden oars, devices that allow the sailor to push the water and thereby move the boat across it in any direction they wish. But if there is no water, that won't work. Unless there is some kind of magic here that would allow a wooden boat to float on air."

He thinks. "Is there any way to get from one island to another besides the bridges? Are there aircraft that can fly across the islands? I can get a crew together to fix a bridge, but we would need something to stand on, and some way to tow the fragments of bridges into position. Actually, I can build just about anything, as I'm a craftsman and an engineer."