test drive meme #2

[fernwehmods]

SCENARIOS

01. Settling In

It's been a couple of days since you have arrived and once the fatigue from that multiversal travel has been fixed there is a town that you should probably get acquainted with. At least well enough that you don't get lost every time you venture away from the inn where you are likely staying for the time being.

Down the narrow streets to the south where most newcomers first enter Gazin, the tradespeople have set up their shops. Armourers, blacksmiths, bowyers and carpenters can all be found there, as well a few shady types who cannot pass up the advantage of ripping off an unsuspecting person.

Heading east, one can find the two apothecary shops, a bakery, a herbarium, seamstress and shoemaker. There is also a medical clinic set up and is equipped to care for anything up to moderate injuries.

The northern part of town is the district that most people tend to avoid. It's smelly and dark and trouble lurks in every corner. It's hard not to get an uneasiness that feels like someone is watching you. If asked, most civilians will explain why it is called The Devil's Mouth.

In the west district, it is bright and cheerful and generally happy. Music and celebration seem to happen twice daily, every day of the week with Saturday being the loudest. During that day, the marketplace comes to life with vendors selling their fresh food or wares. In the evening, there's typically a firework show and maybe a drunken fistfight or two that ends with more drinking and some laughter. Sometimes, but not often, trouble from the northern district trickles into the west. Those slow festivities but not for long.

02. Exploring

You have heard people talk about the places beyond Gazin and now you find yourself itching to get out and see them. Be it Vasari Forest or Roselake, you and your trusty legs (or horse) plan to be gone for a week or more. One must always be cautious of the dangers while travelling, however. Bandits and rogue soldiers often cannot pass up the chance to take what isn't theirs. There are also creatures and monsters hiding in wait to curiously check you out or worse, hunt you for their next human-shaped meal.

But, that's all part of the adventure! Take someone along with you and maybe some weapons, too. Make sure one is made of silver.

03. Quest

The Druid known as Bhalris has contracted you to head into the Oren Mountains to find and pass a message along to the dwarf known as Brazmas Steelbelly. What Bhalris doesn't exactly explain is where Brazmas can be found, only giving approximate directions to a certain landmark where a series of clues will be revealed that start an interesting, though perhaps frustrating adventure.

Pay attention to the white raven and other animals along the way. They may be there to help with your journey. How do you tell them apart from the other wildlife that may or may not be dangerous? You can't.

Good luck!

04. Celebration

Impromptu parties are quite the norm in Gazin and it doesn't matter what the occasion is or who it is for. There's music, plenty of drink, dancing and good times to be had.

Let loose and have some fun!

05. Wild Card!

Want something else? Feel free to choose your own adventure or mix and match to create something completely different!

NAVIGATION

Comments

[fishermansweater]

"Real."

He says it with all the sincerity he can fit into a single word. One arm goes around her back, holding her close, holding her up against him. His other hand goes to hers, fingers brushing gently across her knuckles where she's clutching at her hair.

"I know. I'm sorry."

He buries his face in her neck, drinking in the feel of her skin, of her pretty dress (the same one she'd worn to the Reaping) against his cheek when he turns his head, of her.

He'd hated knowing that whatever happened to him in there, she'd see it. He knows well enough how much the cameras love the most popular tributes in the arena, and he knows that aside from Katniss and Peeta, that's him. Which meant she'd always be getting updates on what the Gamemakers were doing to him.

Eventually he has to lift his head again to look at her, his brilliant green eyes shadowed with concern.

"Are you okay?"

[anniesgonemad]

"No, no no no," she tells him. "It's okay. Don't be sorry. It's okay." Her words are earnest as she looks up at him, trying to protect him more than anything. He already worried so much about her.

She doesn't let go of him, holds him as tight as she can because the tighter she holds him the realer he feels. And he is real. It's not a hallucination or a dream. He's there, she's here, and they're together. Wherever they are now.

It doesn't matter. Because they're together.

She presses her lips together for a moment, considering. Was she okay? Were any of them? "Am now." she squeezes him tight. "Are you?"

[fishermansweater]

He could just hold her.

He'd thought he might never get to again. The Peacekeepers had stolen their chance to say goodbye, and the last time he'd seen her she'd just seen Mags volunteer herself to keep Annie out of the Quarter Quell. He'd rewatched the Reaping on television on the train, and it hadn't looked any better packaged up in the Capitol's dramatic coverage. She'd looked like she was helpless, hysterical, and though Finnick knows better, he'd wanted a chance to speak to her. To tell her it would be all right, even if that was a lie born of the bravado of a Career victor. There would have been limits to what they could say in front of the Peacekeepers, but it would have been better than being forced off the stage and marched to the train without the chance to say goodbye.

"If you are, I am."

He'd been so scared when he heard her screams.