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Lethevale Mods ([personal profile] lethevale_mods) wrote in [community profile] lethevale2017-01-13 01:05 pm
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{GAME OPENING}

Who: Everyone!
Where: The whole of Lethevale.
When: January 13th.
What: A storm, a town, and a beginning.
Warnings: TBC

It isn't unusual, in the mountains at this time of year, to have some wild weather. What is unusual is just how quickly and how violently this particular storm blows in. One moment it's a clear, fine winter's day, unusually good for travelling, with frost glittering on the ground and the sun dazzlingly bright in a painfully blue sky - then, without warning, the sky is blotted out by roiling black clouds, and the early afternoon is plunged into dim twilight. By three o'clock in the afternoon, the storm has fully arrived, and gale-force winds are lashing the sharp, icy rain in all directions, while lightning flashes and thunder roars around the mountainsides.

The good news is that even the wolves and bears have gone to ground. The bad news is that they had good reason to. Any traveller caught in this storm had better find shelter of their own - between the cold and rain, the battering wind which can bring down whole trees, and the rapidly flooding valley, it's simply not safe for even the hardiest passerby to be outside right now.
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[personal profile] insufficientjewel 2017-01-22 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Today? Only ten miles or so." His hand was wet and cold, but his grip was firm enough. "I overnighted at a village a little further down the valley. But I came from Poland, before that. I work in Warsaw." That's a not-insignificant journey, of course: several hundred miles. He doesn't look like the travelling type, though; he's not dressed particularly well for a long journey, and he has none of the hardened look of someone used to outside living.

"And you?"