poweroflegend | 1st Lash

[This video transmission is showing what looks like the afermath of a terrible struggle. The broken tree trunks, torn branches, and shattered rocks strewn about mark what's left of a simple forest grove. Near its center, the carcass of a mutant bear lies slumped by a boulder. Look closely and you'll see several of its torso bones have been snapped as if from repeated sledgehammer blows. A throwing axe a few times larger than the average tomahawk lies buried in its half-cleaved skull. The thing has been dead for about half an hour. Maybe more.]

...fool to let your guard down. You deserved this.

[Then the camera pans left to reveal a man's face. Long brown hair, strongly built, scar over one eye... bleeding from the cheek and forehead. We were obviously seeing the mini-wastleand from over his shoulder, though unintentionally.]

If the instructions on this... thing are correct, this is some means of contacting other people here. Wherever that happens to be; I am clearly not in Wallachia, though the darkness here is not entirely dissimilar.

Let us put it to the test then. The name is Trevor Belmont. Is anyone out there? What is going on here and who is responsible?

((OOC: One of the new mutant bears jumped Trevor minutes after his arrival, while he was figuring out how to use the communicator. The ensuing fight took place in the northwest woods, so feel free to have heard or even witnessed the brawl.))

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Hn.

No, you're a long way from where you hail from. However, parties responsible... if memory serves right, it's either that tower or the gods.

[His response takes a moment or two, what with feeling his way through this technology.]

Then I must not even be on my world, fantastic as that sounds.

Yonder tower then, on the horizon. But gods? Who are they and why bring us here? [steel sliding into his tone; after what just happened, he's totally not in a good mood]

[And here Clare thought she was terrible with these communication devices. Still calm, still stoic as ever.]

That would be the one; it was mentioned in passing it was a gate to this place.

And the gods' intent to bring us here is unknown.

What kind of...? No one has tried finding out?

It's not that simple, not with the forces we have and who we're up against.

Hm. Then there is naught to do but endure. You've been doing that this whole time. [not a question]

Yes, despite there has been worse. You're not that far off from me.

[He describes the woodland grove he's in.] May we meet? I'd be a fool to head for the city alone in this condition.

Of course, it won't be a problem. I can guide you down to others so they can tend to you.

So be it. See you soon then.

I'll be quick.

Thread or handwave? Either way's cool; am planning an open thread for him in the near future. \o/

I'm open for either :D Sorry it took a while to respond back!

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