sa-hareth | arrival (mingle log)

[groundrules]

WHO: Everyone ever + the local Sa-hareth squad.
WHEN: Arc I: Sa-Hareth arrival.
WHERE: Sa-Hareth citadel, salt mine, the old jailhouse,
WHAT: Our intrepid heroes get commandeered into the frosty unknown.
WARNINGS: the glorious undead, background House of Dew mentions, at least one person's terrible sense of humour.

Comments

[beitangmoran]

[He does look a little surprised to be found out - he did not expect it, but, indeed, he is going with that.]

You might manage to restore a little bit of goodwill if you go bring back the bucket. I would not waste it if I were you.

[plentystrong]

[ Now that Catra's had at least a little more time to get settled, it is unfortunately dawning on her just how out of her depth she is here. After all, she's in a completely foreign place that is stalked by the undead (and what is that all about?), where she knows no one, let alone their abilities.

She's got basically nothing, and, well, she does like survival. Gaining her hosts' favor might not be the worst idea. But, again, she's not about to say that. Instead, she just snatches the bucket and barks a command at poor Moran. ]

Go away!

[ Aaand she slams the door in his face. ]

[beitangmoran]

[Well then. That's... actually rather more encouraging than he thought it would be, so that's good. But this one is going to be trouble if her temper keeps flaring like that.

Moran does believe she's probably smart enough to not antagonize their hosts further too much. But now, he's wet and tired, so he's going to go rest and change.]