week 0 - arrival

[vicedirector]

seven vices arrival ♫ saturday & sunday 36 players remaining You remember happening upon something awful and nauseating. What it was, precisely, is lost to you, but you have the instinctive feeling that by escaping from it, you've avoided something terrible. When you open your eyes, you find yourself laying in bed in a dark, dusty room, facing a digital alarm clock. Its face, reading 12:01, is one of the only sources of light in the room. The other comes from the window, shadows flickering about. Opening the blinds will reveal that it is nighttime, and what looks to be a massive bonfire has been lit in the street at the front of the building. A wooden talisman hangs around your neck, with one of seven symbols carved on the back. Attempting to take off the talisman will result in a wave of intense dread, and the all-too-familiar nausea. A brass key engraved with a unique room number lays on the bedside table beside the clock, as well. But you won't get any answers just sitting in your room all night. >Investigate? This is an open mingle for arrival in the town. Waking up just after midnight on Saturday, characters will have the weekend to explore and socialize before the plot begins. The profiles and IC rulebooks (both the personal ones and the public one at the chapel) have not been revealed/given out yet. The kitchen will still 'prepare' breakfast on these days, and the bonfire will burn continuously into the daytime. Per items: smaller items that a character could easily carry with them will be in their rooms. Animals and larger objects will either be waiting outside or in the hotel lobby. cast setting

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[princessantly]

Symbology... I can't say I've heard of the term before... but I can also really only use my basic artes.

[ And even those make her feel oddly drained. ]

... I was wondering if it might have something to do with this. [ As she points to the talisman around her neck. ]

[symbologic]

That makes two of us, I am unfamiliar with artes in the sense you are using the term. [The word itself though, obviously he's heard of that.] But perhaps a comparison of the two is a discussion for a later time.

[Please? Please tell him about this artes thing, he is genuinely interested. He reaches up and brushes his fingers over his own talisman.]

That's a good theory though. I hadn't even considered... But it would make sense, there's something very unusual about these talismans. I take it you are unable to remove yours, as well?

[princessantly]

Whenever you'd like to discuss comparisons, I'd be more than willing. [ Said with a smile-- which fades into a more serious, pensive frown as she turns the talisman in her hands. ]

I did try, but I was... seized with something nearly indescribable.

[symbologic]

[He nods solemnly.]

It's the same for me. A sensation so awful that I feel as though removing my own arm would be easier an easier feat. Surely here must be a reason for that, and dampening our abilities seems as good a reason as any.

[princessantly]

I still don't understand why... I just know that this is far from a safe place. [ Why else would they be made weaker? ]

[symbologic]

I wish I could give you an answer as to why, but I'm afraid I'm just as much in the dark in that regard.

Though the fact that we have yet to recieve some form of explanation is a bit...odd, to say the least.

[You'd think the kidnappers would be a little more up front with the details?]

[princessantly]

Very much so... I suppose all we can do right now is wait. And continue to investigate, of course.

[ Rude, kidnappers. ]

[symbologic]

Yes. Whether we find the answers ourselves or have them given to us by the responsible parties, eventually everything will come to light.

[He offers a small smile.]

My name is Faize, by the way. Faize Sheifa Beleth. Might I ask yours?

[princessantly]

[ She lowers her hand, to press her palm to her chest for a polite bow. ]

Alisha Diphda. It's pleasure, Sir Faize.

[symbologic]

Aah, just Faize is fine. But yes, it is a pleasure, Alisha.

[He returns the gesture, though his bow is more of an incline of the head as opposed to a full on bow.]

Though, speaking of these talismans...does yours have a symbol on the back?

[He flips his own over, revealing the lust symbol.]

[princessantly]

... Oh! It does, yes. Mine appears different, however-- [ And she'll flip it to show him the pride symbol. ]

[symbologic]

So far, it seems as though everyone's is different. Granted, I presumably have not met everyone here, but of those whose talismans I have seen, none have the same symbol.

But if your theory about weakening our powers is correct, perhaps this is a reflection of that fact. Presumably none of us have identical abilities, so it's possible that a different symbol is needed to contain each of us.

[Good theory, but no. Should have compared necklaces with more people.]

[princessantly]

You would think the symbol would look more familiar... but it's possible. I suppose we'd have to look at everyone's talismans to know for certain.

[ But this is still so strange. ]

[symbologic]

One would think...or hope, at the very least. But these are not even stylistically similar to any of the symbols I have seen.

But, yes, that would be the fastest way to try and determine a link. Perhaps at a later time, we can figure out some way to gather everyone in one place and compare.

[princessantly]

In the meantime, I'll see if I can find these symbols elsewhere... I'm certain there's a book or some sort of information existing.

[ Well. She's hopeful. ]

[symbologic]

If there is, it must be fairly well hidden. I had that same thought earlier and searched as much of the inn as I could for just such a book.

[He really wants a translation, it's driving him crazy.]

[princessantly]

There doesn't seem to be anything like a library, either. What a very strange town...

[symbologic]

Admittedly, I hoped that's what the building across the street would be. But it appears to be a clinic instead. Good to have, I suppose, but no more useful than the inn when it comes to gathering information...

[princessantly]

It really is a matter of waiting, then...

[ SIGH. ]