Event | Landfall | Bresilyk | Phorezton

[ironwood]

Characters: Any and all!
Date: December 3 - 11, 2013
Location: Phorezton, Bresilyk (landfall)
Situation: Tu Vishan makes landfall at the winterbound republic of Bresilyk!
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Aihsohlow | Phorezton | Markutte | Countryside

The smokey, warm home of the wood miners guild. This is a thriving secondary industry, with the center of town being devoted to an elevator that descends into a large cavern in which a strange form of fungus grows that possesses many of the same traits of wood. The majority of the town works at some job related to the Rhook fungus, either in the mining or the processing of it. They build and sell beautiful Rhook furniture, carts, and other wood-based paraphernalia here. A number of auctions are held here, with the items often bearing a smokey scent or bit of ash - explained as having been recovered from the ashes of a recent fire.

All visitors must report to their customs entry, an easy diversion given that it is the only entry into the town. Provision of an adequate gift will result in their tin visa being stamped with a series of lines that looks like the rings of a tree. The police here are marginally more relaxed about proof of identification, but they are sharply on the lookout for arson and any property-related crimes. There is a smokey scent hanging in the air and a whole section of the city is little more than a warm, charred cinder. Questions about this earn the explanation of a dark mindset overcoming half the residents of that area only two months back and it worsened quickly into strife. One night, the area went up in flames and many of the residents perished with their homes and nearly the whole town was lost. Since then, they have been careful about fires and changes in personality both, with many residents currently residing in jail until their foul tempers dissipate.

Customs | Settlement | Auctions | Harvest Haul | Other

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SETTLEMENT

[ironwood]

The streets of Phorezton rise and fall with the lay of the land, many of them going so far as to descend into a tunnel that branches off into subterranean stores and homes built into old mining caverns. The buildings are mostly wooden in structure and there are numerous water towers spread throughout the city to protect it from the ravages of fire, though it proved fruitless in one recent inferno. Cold cooking is the culinary theme of the city, with very little cooked over a raging fire, as it were. The craftsmen of Phorezton are quite skilled with their tools, creating sturdy furniture and sculptures from the hard fungus Rhook, the settlement's primary export. Dark-red birds flit in and about the domed settlement, described by locals as their natural pest control for these birds search out wood-and-fungus-eating bugs to consume them by the pound. Some locals keep one or two in cages for breeding season and are on occasion willing to sell them for a hefty price, as they are the pride and joy of the miner's guild -- specifically bred and genetically altered to make them the optimal specimen for their purpose.

OPEN TO ALL

[pandoricas]

[There is one thing that Rory can say: this place is a lot different from that last place he had been. It's a bit like being in a whole new world entirely - or maybe that is what is happening.

Either way, there is a reason why Rory does like going with the TARDIS so much. It's a fact that he likes discovering new things and exploring quite a bit, so that's what he's doing now: exploring and discovering. After deciding to come here Rory is now just walking around and taking in the sights with wide eyes, impressed and awed altogether.

It does suck being stuck on Tu Vishan most of the time, but things like these? It does make things worth it.]

[6collegecredits]

[Being her first trip since arriving on the turtle, Darcy didn't have much of a plan once she'd stepped into Bresilyk. For the most part she was just wandering aimlessly around the mining town.

She was starting to get hungry though, and she didn't see much in the way of food anywhere nearby. She spotted Rory looking around and quickly decided he must have been a visitor like her. She wandered over to him, her hands buried in the pockets of her coat.]

Hey. You haven't seen anything edible and for sale around here, have you?

[pandoricas]

[Rory turns over at the person catching up to him, blinking for a bit at the question. He takes a moment to consider it and run through his memories before shrugging helplessly.]

Not that I can remember, sorry.

[definingfuture]

[Oh, look. The serious guy. Tony recognizes Rory by that alone and approaches with pretty good humor. He isn't there to harass him, of course. He just likes checking out the new places that they get to see. But giving his fellow visitor a little attention is also part of the fun. Mostly because he remember Rory not caring for his at all.

Well, it makes things more interesting for Tony at least.]

Window shopping? Or are you just out for a walk?

[pandoricas]

[Hey what he isn't just 'the serious guy'. That's just kind of rude there, Tony. Besides, he has loosened up since then.

But for what it's worth, he does sort of vaguely remember you now that you're here speaking to him. There is still a pause though before he replies.]

Walking, mostly. I don't really have anything to buy. [A pause.] What about you?

[definingfuture]

[It's totally the impression he got from Rory. And at least it means he made some kind of mark with him. Tony can be good at forgetting people too.]

I can always use something new. And we don't know when we'll get a chance to see any of this again. We should get what we can while we've got the chance to.

Courfeyrac | OTA

[lecentre]

[Courfeyrac is mostly just meandering the settlement, looking here and there to see what all this place has to offer. He's already found himself more than fascinated by this 'cold cooking' technique he's seen... And the dark-red birds?

Well, one might find him watching the caged ones with curiosity.

And as always, despite as strange as it may seem in such a place, he is always on the lookout for a new hat to lose.]

[jondrette]

They're beautiful. [Eponine declares, coming up to stand next to him, looking at the birds.] So strange, the creatures here.

[lecentre]

They're magnificent aren't they?

[He had only given a slight start when she appeared next to him, easing as the moment passed.]

They are unlike anything we've seen, it's impressive... Though a bit like something from a storybook.

[saisamour]

[And here is one dutiful Pontmercy friend, who is currently assisting Courfeyrac in his search of a new hat. He is also trying his very hardest, despite his sense of style that has been tried and found wanting, and is currently conversing with a merchant who hands him a fleecy ball of fur that seems three sizes too big for a head.

He picks it up; it looks more like a part of a dead woolly mammoth than a hat, if he is to be honest, and his face scrunches as he shows it to his dearest friend.]

Perhaps not this one?

[See, Courfeyrac? At least he is not completely hopeless.]

[lecentre]

[Such a great Pontmercy friend he is! Even if he has no sense of fashion... At all. Courfeyrac stares at the-- can it actually be a hat? Really?]

No, not that one at all. Though I am particularly concerned that this is considered fashionable...

[He can be taught! Ladies and gentleman, Courfeyrac has taught his Pontmercy friend a new trick: sniffing out decent hats! And recognizing not-so-decent ones.]

OTA

[unobtainableredemption]

[Kaine had just stopped by one of the skilled craftsmen of Phorezton to pick up the wooden swords commissioned for the gym in his suite. While not an expert at swordsmanship, he had found himself wielding a sword far to many times than he would have liked during his time as the Scarlet Spider, and figured it was probably worth it to practice.

Why he had gotten four created... he still wasn't sure.

With the four swords sticking out of his backpack by their hilts, Kaine now wanders the streets looking at everything else the town had to offer. ...Didn't someone on the network say it was Christmas soon?]

[hulkintraining]

[Teddy had thought the Wood Sector back on the turtle had the most wood collected in one place that he would ever see. That is, until he steps foot in Phorezton. Everywhere he looks booths are selling some type of wood related product. He's even tempted to buy a few pieces until he remembers that all that wood furniture would probably clash with the rest of his apartment in the Water Sector.

Maybe something small than, cups and plates. He's been using mostly disposable plates and utensils since he arrived. He's in the middle of this train of thought when he looks up and catches sight of a man passing by with four hilt sticking out of his backpack. If it had been one of two swords he might have let it go, but four seems a little excessive.]

Is there a sale on swords going on that no one has told me about?

[unobtainableredemption]

[Kaine looks over at the blonde who made a comment about the swords. Why did he buy four?]

I had them commissioned. They're just training swords.

[cantbewalled]

[If anything it is the swords that automatically catch Prussia's attention. He doesn't have one himself, because in the last few centuries guns have really been more his style, but he will never lose his love for a good blade. Wooden ones in this day and age--okay he doesn't know exactly what age it is here--stand out. His little yellow bird chirps easily on top of his head while he reaches out and touches one of the hilts without a care as to whether or not the person carrying them minds.]

[unobtainableredemption]

[Kaine still wasn't used to people being able to sneak up on him. Even though he knew he had lost his spider sense in all of it's fucked up forms over a year ago, he still half-expected it to give him some sort of advanced warning when someone was trying to sneak up on him. The little bird, however, was just as good, as Kaine spun on his heel as soon as he heard it chirp that close to his ear.

Okay, whoever this was, he was far too close. More importantly, judging by the position of said guy's hand, he was trying to take his stuff. And Kaine, not being known for his patience and understanding, did what felt right. He attempted to punch the guy in the face.]

[daughteroftheoriginal]

[May's wandering has taken her through the streets around here has led to her picking up a few odds and ends- things picked up mainly in mind for Kaine and Peter, and even something she thinks Cassie might like. They''re all stowed away in her own trusty backpack, of course, so when she sees Kaine she has no problem starting off in his direction.]

Hey, Kaine!

[Have your 'niece' shouting and waving hi as she walks towards you.]

[unobtainableredemption]

[Turns when he hears May's voice. He didn't know why, but he hadn't expected to run into her. Still, it was nice to see her. It was nice to have actual family that didn't try to kill you.

...Not that he deserved family.]

Hey. Stocking up on wooden furniture?

OPEN

[friendstime]

[Gentarou is fascinated by this place. It's a whole new island (turtle... thing) and he loves getting the chance to go out and explore the different settlements. As usual, Gen is talking to everyone he comes across with his characteristic annoying levels of enthusiasm. That is, until he ends up in a little bartering confusion.]

No, I can't sell this! It's important.

[He actually sounds agitated, clutching the "this" in question in one hand as he gestures in wide sweeps with his arms.]

I already gave the guys at the entrance a present. I bought it myself! This isn't for sale...

[The local man seems insistent. Gentarou was apparently admiring his Rhook, and the only thing he has with him (aside from his clothes) is a small, orange handheld device that he apparently decided to show off in return. Things just got a little confusing from there.]

I'm sure you got great stuff and all, but there's only one of these. It's from a friend, and I can't give it up, sorry!

[Gentarou looks like he might just cut and run at any second. With the noise he's making, that isn't going to look good for him even if nothing has actually happened yet. The other option isn't much better. The more aggressive the vendor gets, the more likely he is to retaliate.]

[denyamenti]

[ Luckily for Gentarou, someone chooses to intervene and prevent a cultural incident. Bakura steps up to the local man and offers him a finely crafted mosaic vase that frankly he's gotten tired of carrying around after it was gifted to him by a random passerby. It's all done with bright smiles, communicating that he's offering the vase on behalf of his "friend" here for the lovely piece of furniture. The local man seems to accept the offer and carries off the vase, leaving the two of them alone and Gentarou with some new Rhook decor. Meanwhile, Bakura's just happy he doesn't have to lug the thing around anymore. ]

Goodness, that was almost awkward.

[friendstime]

[It's a close call. Without intervention, he'd probably end up arrested and purely by accident. Gentarou looks relieved to be rescued, smiling brightly at the stranger as he pockets the little item he was protecting.]

Thanks! You really helped me out there. I don't know what they wanted... I just said the bird was neat. But I can't buy anything.

[He scratches the back of his head, looking embarrassed.]

I just wanted ta see the place.

open

[redjay]

[Jason is standing with a craftsman. There's a sheet between them, some kind of drawing on it. His hands are on his hips. He's frowning and doesn't look too happy trying to explain how this works to the equally unhappy craftsman.]

It doesn't look structurally sound because it's missing the operators. It's called a ballista. I'd tell you look that up, but you don't even have a phone book here, I can definitely forget about any blueprints.

[He's saying this and pointing at the sheet between them. ]

Trust me. I've seen it. It works. Just take my money--

[And this is where the craftsman tells him the get the hell out, none too quietly.]

Re: open

[sonofsamcro]

[The ruckus got his attention, not like it's much. Just breaks up the festive feel this place has going and he figures it might need a bit of cooling if things escalate, so he steps off the tools he's been looking at and looks over.]

S'alright over there?

[He's pretty laid back about it, strolling a few steps closer to see what the fuss is about. A low whistle at the drawing -- that's what they call 'em.]

Shit, man, what're you tryin' to blow up? [Said with just enough teasing to let it slide off the serious end.]

[redjay]

[It sucks. He knows the guy knows what he's talking about. The mechanics are all there. It's right there, he couldn't have explained it anymore clearly. But he gets out of there, like he was asked. No need to draw more attention to it. He backs off, hands up in the air but he's glaring at the guy when he's responding to the question.]

We are fine. We are just finishing up business.

[He quickly snatches his drawing back, then gives Jax a once over.]

I'm an ancient weaponry buff. Can't blame a guy for trying to get good replica of a ballista.