Intros!

[oi_theoi]

Who: Anyone
When: Day 146, evening
Where: Shrine area
What: Intros!

[Apparently Thusia is demonstrating for our new arrival(s) what is meant by nature overrunning things. The spiders are less obviously numerous at this point but they may have wedged themselves into various dark corners, awaiting the unsuspecting person to reach into the cupboard or sit down at a table...]

[ The Lone Wanderer | Someone old renewed ]

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[followinginhisfootsteps]

[some guy in weird armor is pulling off his equally weird helmet to take a look around. Forget the spiders, he's more interested in the view out the window!

he whistles softly, sounding awfully impressed.]

Well I'll be damned.

[coistebodhar]

[oh

that's new

hold on checking out his armor.]

[followinginhisfootsteps]

[it's worn and definitely has seem its fair share of battle.

also hold on checking her out.]

Evenin', doll face.

[coistebodhar]

[wow you really want to do that already]

Celty.

[followinginhisfootsteps]

[it's how he rolls.]

Pleasure. Name's Roy.

[coistebodhar]

...Likewise. Are you new?

[followinginhisfootsteps]

Sure am. [looking back towards the window.] So this is the world that needs saving, yeah?

[luxuresombre]

[Watching him for a moment before speaking.] Will you? Since you're here, I'd say you've successfully avoided that fate.

[followinginhisfootsteps]

[looking over and chuckling a little.]

Well I'll be not-dammed then.

[luxuresombre]

[Slight smile] Precision never hurts.

Welcome.

[followinginhisfootsteps]

Thanks, doll. Name's Roy by the way.

[luxuresombre]

[Tiny eyebrow raise] I prefer Lulubell to 'doll', if it's all the same to you. But nice to meet you.

[followinginhisfootsteps]

[don't worry he has better worse nicknames.]

Lulubell, huh? That's a pretty name.

[besomeothername]

Well it's not quite damned. It's more of what you make of it really.

[followinginhisfootsteps]

Yeah? And what do you make of it?

[besomeothername]

It's like being on a vacation in an exotic location that you can never leave.

[followinginhisfootsteps]

[thinks about that for a moment.]

Huh.

[followinginhisfootsteps]

[and then smiling.]

Great. I could use a vacation!

[besomeothername]

[I like your style]

Any empty space is free for the taking. Baths and communal kitchens are on the first floor. Don't make Dellen mad or she'll screw with your water. Watch out on the first and fifth floors, some people got the great idea to let giant flying lizard-dragon things own those spots.

[followinginhisfootsteps]

I know what I should be askin' about are the giant flyin' lizard-dragons and the lady that can apparently mess with your water supply, but...

[and at this, he looks to be in a state of mild disbelief.]

Free room and a communal kitchen? What's the catch? [vague hand wave.] Aside from the part where we're supposed to be savin' this place.

[onlygoodlawyeris]

[A LAWYER PASSING BY]

. . .why does everyone seem impressed whenever they end up here now?

[followinginhisfootsteps]

It's a pretty impressive place! I haven't seen this much green since that time I ate a bad radroach leg.

[onlygoodlawyeris]

(. . .I see this is already going to be a rather unique conversation.)

It's heavy on the nature, yes. Shouldn't something else be a tad more concerning to you. . .?

[followinginhisfootsteps]

[quirking a brow before shrugging lightly.]

Like what?

[onlygoodlawyeris]

Oh, I don't know, like being dead?? Or being alive despite being dead?!