phototraces: (Most of the time)
[That... that was hell, actually. Wendy didn't like that at all. After the trial she... has to head to the kitchen and hopefully not find clay shit everywhere. She needs to do something to keep things under control. To keep things going.

She's not a great cook but she knows the basics. Meat. Bread. Cheese. Something warm for the belly to drink. She's nervous when she works but she's relentless. There's no asking for help from her as she makes a spread for everyone. Then... she's moving all of it not to the eatery but the bonfire.

Making makeshift tables around it and placing trays of food and drink. Even setting up a chair for Alex a good distance away from the fire but close enough that he can be part of things if he wants to.

Wendy, with her careful writing, writes up some notes and hands them out to everyone if she can find them or if not under their door.

Food at the bonfire and the area around it. Attendance not mandatory but it's probably better for all of us if we stick together. Bring more food and drink if you want.

Wendy


...She can't control other people but she can try to suggest.]
letsplayamod: ([Typhon] RUTHLESSNES IS MERCY)
That should be enough. Gather at the arena, for it is judgement time.

[A foreboding air follows you as you venture towards the cliffs. Up above, the sky thrums red, and multiple rifts in the air open up. Several of those twisted, reddened soldiers rise to stand at the edges of the arena, pole arms in hand. They don't attack as you enter - they're here to ensure you don't leave.

You finally gather beneath the shimmering light of Athena's barrier, and you watch as a massive rift tears the air apart on the other side of it.

And Typhon steps out. It seems almost difficult for him, but there he floats. His towering, monstrous visage, several pairs of eyes watching you congregate. A wide, fang-tipped smile spreads on his face.
]

It appears your kind took initiative into their own hands. For that, you are braver than the measly gods your kind curries favor for. But now, the true test begins: find the one responsible for the death of your fellow mortal. The truth rests in your hands.

I will be watching... closely.


[TRIAL START]
[You awaken to a quiet morning. The island stirs slowly with you, with winds whistling and the distant crash of waves against the rocks.

Athena's room is empty. She is nowhere to be seen.

Typhon's threat still hangs in the air, but perhaps if you all stick together, you'll make it through like Athena hoped. Might as well get on with your day.
]
latinumsbetter: (43)
Every evening at dusk (unless, for some reason, Quark is indisposed,) the Eatery transforms into Quark's Bar. The table becomes a bartop with chairs lined up on one side. Some of the extra chairs are placed along the wall behind the bar as a makeshift bench for ingredients, glasses, ice, and anything else. There are bowls of peanuts placed on top of the bar for free snacking. On one end of the bar there's a selection of pastries, fresh-baked by Lebkuchen, who might also be there.

As of Monday, there are some new additions to the bar. On one end of the table is a interesting look board game. Next to it is a plate of lebkuchen, left out for a specific bunch of fuzzy creatures that seem to like them.. In another corner is a roulette-esque kind of game.

In the rafters, there's a whole swarm of Zubats now, and one or two of them might come down to say hello. If they do, Quark is shooing them away again, but they only go back up to the ceiling.


Outside the door to the Eatery is a sign, handwritten, and further inside, the menu tacked up in a couple places behind the bar:

Quark's Bar


Hand-mixed drinks
Home-made fresh pasteries
Snacks
Good Company


Come on in and take a load off!
Open Every Evening at Dusk


Tokens accepted as payment
NO RED MURDEROUS ROBOTS ALLOWED


MENU


Non-alcoholic drinks: 2 tokens
Alcoholic drinks: 4 tokens
Lebkuchen: 1 token/piece, 4 for 3 tokens
Breadroll: 1 token/piece
Lollipops: 1 token/each
Wednesday Special: Homemade Apple Strudel! 3 tokens/slice


Links )

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Okay, maybe it hasn't been so easy. You've been enjoying a relatively pleasant time here with your fellow gods and Athena, only for a disgruntled Titan to seemingly pull the rug out from under that.

Despite the immediate threat from a hidden foe, you've managed to stave off their first attack. However, even if the grass may seem greener this week, or the sky a bit clearer, Athena can barely hide her troubled feelings. If this experiment is to be a success, what has to happen to make it that way?

You're all alive, though. That's worth celebrating, isn't it?

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