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Test Drive - 003

TEST DRIVE 003

Welcome to Aterat!

Here is our third Test Drive Meme! There are a lot of areas of the city to explore, so please have a look around! In case you need a little help getting started, I've included a few prompts below, or feel free to start your own! Exploration and player initiative are the names of the game here!

NOTE: While you do need an invite to apply to the game, you do NOT need one to tag or top level on the Test Drive!

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A. Crash into Me

Not exactly, but close enough. You have just arrived and received a strange satchel from a tiny, strange little man and are left more or less to your own devices (more information on what to expect upon arrival can be found here)! Follow directions to the north and check out the housing, or maybe have a look around the Historium and try to get some information from that giant glowing ball, see what you can waste your meager starter coin on in the Market District, or maybe just meet the neighbors.

B. Something Wicked This Way Comes

Beginning today, new creatures will be noticed. As the description suggests, what will be experienced first is a change in mood for the darker. People who are possessed by these entities will have a sick, afflicted feeling to them perceivable by those who are sensitive to magical energies or have a sensitivity to the spiritual energies or can sense non-corporeal entities.

These entities can be purged with even low-level healing spells or by those who are capable of expelling demons or other spirits. There is also a new advertisement found pinned to the Notice Board and posted in random places throughout every district of the city and outside every residence building:
Feeling under the weather? Suffering from the night before? Have a headache? Fever? Minor possession? We have the cure for what ails you! Stop by Grave Concoctions! You won't be disappointed!

(OOC: Added to the bottom of these flyers in a scrawled hand is the following)

We're located just south of the Cemetery! You can't miss us...me. You can't miss me!

Tell Phone

The Tell Phones everyone are provided when they arrive are capable of voice transmission and texting as well and photo texts!

NAVIGATION

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I. Crash into Me

a. Fountain Square
It seemed as good a place as any to figure out how this Tell Phone thing worked. Even as he spread the pamphlet he'd been provided across the ground, the tall blond felt a pang of homesickness. It wasn't a new feeling, he'd felt homesick for most of the past 20 years, but this was a new facet. He missed the young people he'd surrounded himself with, for better or for worse, of course, but more pointedly, as he flipped open the blue-tinted phone, brow furrowing in concentration, he missed their resident tech whiz. Pascal would have this communicator figured out in a jiff and they'd be rolling to chat town. At least that's what he figured she'd say. It didn't look anything like the long-range communicator she used to contact the Amarcian Enclave and even if it did, she used that thing.

"Come on, old friend," he said, granting himself encouragement. His voice was a deep, resonate baritone. "It can't be that complicated or nobody would use them."

That was, of course, assuming anyone around here used it. They had to, didn't they?

b. The Market District - Tavern
There were few places better suited to getting a feel for the climate than the local pub, and so, after struggling with the Tell Phone to the point of frustration, Malik made his way there. Given the eclectic nature of the city itself, he isn't too concerned about not fitting in, but he knows by the way he's looking around as he enters the dimly lit establishment that he'll be pegged as a newcomer, whatever that might mean, so he doesn't do much to disguise it. He makes his way to the bar, a friendly smile of greeting on his face as he takes a stool, leaning forward on his elbows, fingerless gloved hand, he nods to the tavernkeeper, a portly man with a pink face prone to smiling, who comes over.

"Newcomer, eh?" He busies himself wiping at a stubborn stain behind the bar while he engages Malik in conversation.

"Heh," Malik responds, "It's that obvious?" He rolls a shoulder in a shrug. "Give me something strong and maybe you can answer some questions for me?"

The tavernkeeper sets about grabbing one of the higher shelf spirits and a glass but shakes his head. "You'd be better served asking one of the Others, sir."

"The 'Others'?" The tavernkeeper's emphasis on the world wasn't lost on the former Knight captain and he arched a thick eyebrow.

"Aye, sir, the other folk like you." The portly gentleman slides Malik's drink in front of him and motions toward a figure who'd approached from behind. "Here's one now."

As the keep makes his way down the bar to see to other patrons, Malik looks to the person who just came up. "Well, okay then. That wasn't what I was expecting." He motions toward the stool next to him. "Have a seat. I'm the newest resident 'Other', and I guess it shows."

II. Tell Phone

[After further struggles that evening, the audio function of the Tell Phone begins recording.]

Hey, I think I got it!

[The deep-voiced man clears his throat before continuing.]

It's...odd addressing a group this way, but I'll give it a go. [A pause as though he's allowing gears to shift to another topic.] Hello, everyone. My name is Malik Caesar and I've arrived recently. I've been struggling with how exactly to approach this situation, but I've come up at a loss. I've never been relocated to another reality before, so maybe there's no way to have a contingency plan. Is this a new situation for the rest of you, barring this one, of course?

Hendrik walked in and nodded at the barkeep. He usually stayed out of the tavern but occasionally came down to just listen to people and order an ale. It would take a lot to get that six foot six frame drunk and he had a hard time switching 'Knight of Heliodor' mode off so it almost never came off. But by sitting here, this was where he'd first heard what the animal was that Lauri-ell had gifted him though he had yet to find her and give her the report he'd promised. Well he had been outside the tavern when he'd found out what it was really, since a child had told him and the boy's parents backed the story up. So if he ever wanted to find out information, he came here.

There was no particular reason he was here but now it seemed that a newcomer needed aid so maybe there had been a purpose for his visit this day. Serious blue eyes looked at the man who'd offered a nearby stool to sit on and he slowly took a seat with a nod. "It does seem that newcomers show at certain times. But if you have just arrived, have you received your lodgings?"

The barkeep then came up with a smile and in some ways he reminded the knight of the older wizard Rab who was the Luminary's maternal grandfather and former retired King of Dundrasil. "The usual ale Hendrik?" he asked. "Yes if you please." the knight replied before turning back to his companion.

"I have." Everything that said or not said added to the story, and as this 'Hendrick' took his offered seat, Malik, a trainer of Knight candidates for nearly 15 years, could tell he was a fighter, sword or ax most likely, and from the span of the man's shoulders, he probably usually used a shield.

Hendrick also came here often, but that was easier to see. The Tavernkeep had all but told him. "I'll admit, they're a bit troubling. I'm not particularly keen on sticking around." But he also was no stranger to complicated circumstances and he wasn't about to panic. Instead, he offered a gloved hand to the other man. "Malik Caesar."

"None of those that come here wish to stay." It was a fate he was pretty unhappy with and had quite a time with. After all back home there was a Luminary to help because his job was to save their world from the Lord of Shadows. And Hendrik had sworn an oath to be the boy's sword and shield, even giving his life if that was what it all came down to.

However, he ended up stuck here with people he didn't know. "I have found in aiding others helps to pass the time until we are returned to our rightful places back home." And that's when he heard the man's name and saw the gloved hand. Taking it to shake briefly before letting go, he nodded. "I am Hendrik of Heliodor."

"Is that right?" Malik could certainly affirm his desire to return to his own world. They had a world-devourer to stop, after all. Still, he found it hard to believe no one in the multiverse would be happy coming to a place where food and money are provided. Some of his own countrymen would love to have the certainty this place provided. There was even heat in the apartments.

He nodded his greeting to Hendrick. "So, that's how you pass the time? Helping others?"

The knight nodded briefly to the first question. It might not be the greatest thing to not want to stay but protecting the Luminary was his sworn oath. He wasn't considered King Carnelian's 'faithful knight' for no reason after all.

To the last Hendrik shook his head. "Since I cannot leave I must help where I can." It was a knight of Heliodor thing. But he wasn't sure whether or not to bring that up so he didn't.

"Must you?" It wasn't necessarily that Malik was questioning him, but he was curious why this man felt he must help. "Are there that many people around here who need help?"

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