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001 | Joint Video
[ This video opens with an up close and personal view of a dark brown eye. ]
How do we know if it’s even working? I could be speaking to no one right now.
[ The eye narrows, and then the camera wheels back to show a large, dark-haired man next to a smaller, paler, and much prettier blond. The first looks, at the very least, invested in what he’s doing. The second looks like he’d rather be examining his nails. ]
My name is Damianos of Akielos. This – [ Gesturing to the blond beside him. ] – is Laurent of Vere.
These…devices show people speaking to us. Assuming that this is how you all talk to each other, we wanted to introduce ourselves. We have questions, if you can answer.
[ With a show of reluctance, Laurent draws himself up to answer the camera. ] The typical answers you give to newcomers will suffice. How are we here, why are we here, how do we leave. So on and so forth. [ He waves his hand in dismissal. ] If you need a truer list, I can continue. I am sure you've heard all of it before.
[ With a moment of thought, he adds. ] As well as where I can get in-depth information. If anyone has consolidated any information I may read or any other materials I can look through.
[ With that, he falls back to a more relaxed and bored pose. That's all he's got. He's in no mood to give more. Or even thank anyone for the effort. He leaves the rest to Damen. His requests have little to do with books. ]
Beyond that, I want to know the state of your defence. [ He’s seen monsters in caves and general mayhem. It seems unlikely there’d be no organisation at all. ] To whom do I speak about rotation of guards, weapons and drills? If there is someone in charge, direct me to them. If not, the Captain of the guard will do.
[ ooc: Damen is red and Laurent is blue. ]
How do we know if it’s even working? I could be speaking to no one right now.
[ The eye narrows, and then the camera wheels back to show a large, dark-haired man next to a smaller, paler, and much prettier blond. The first looks, at the very least, invested in what he’s doing. The second looks like he’d rather be examining his nails. ]
My name is Damianos of Akielos. This – [ Gesturing to the blond beside him. ] – is Laurent of Vere.
These…devices show people speaking to us. Assuming that this is how you all talk to each other, we wanted to introduce ourselves. We have questions, if you can answer.
[ With a show of reluctance, Laurent draws himself up to answer the camera. ] The typical answers you give to newcomers will suffice. How are we here, why are we here, how do we leave. So on and so forth. [ He waves his hand in dismissal. ] If you need a truer list, I can continue. I am sure you've heard all of it before.
[ With a moment of thought, he adds. ] As well as where I can get in-depth information. If anyone has consolidated any information I may read or any other materials I can look through.
[ With that, he falls back to a more relaxed and bored pose. That's all he's got. He's in no mood to give more. Or even thank anyone for the effort. He leaves the rest to Damen. His requests have little to do with books. ]
Beyond that, I want to know the state of your defence. [ He’s seen monsters in caves and general mayhem. It seems unlikely there’d be no organisation at all. ] To whom do I speak about rotation of guards, weapons and drills? If there is someone in charge, direct me to them. If not, the Captain of the guard will do.
[ ooc: Damen is red and Laurent is blue. ]
[text]
Yes. Unclear what would happen then.
Food is not wasted. Die here and Hope will bring you back.
[text]
Hope is one of the gods, correct? Why expend his limited energy on reviving the dead?
[text]
Yes.
The gods are attempting to resurrect their own. Their food is limited. More gods means less to go around. We die, fewer supplies. Worth the energy spent.
[text]
They're bringing back their brethren? How many?
[text]
Unclear. There are at least three more.
[text]
It makes one wonder what comes after those three.
[text - private]
Confusion and Love appear to be next in line. I don't know about the others.