Arrival.

[azumods]

GREETINGS. Several days through the woods seems to have at least been preferable than several days through snow; it's seen several evolutions, as well as new friends joining you along the way. It's been a long trip, but not an altogether unpleasant one, and when the route through the forest finally opens up back onto open road, it's a relatively short walk to Floaroma Town. This place is much smaller than any of the cities you've been to so for; it's a tiny town in the relative middle of nowhere, surrounded by vast fields of flowers and large, open meadows. It's peaceful, for lack of a better word, and likely far more welcoming than it could have been given the recent improvements in the people lately. You'll be getting in sometime late afternoon; given that the town is so small, it seems that the people here are definitely noticing you - there are a fairly large number of you in your group, after all, especially to all be traveling together. Not like that's a bad thing; they certainly don't seem to think it is. But it is noticeable, and as such you're going to have a few people that seem...dully interested in your sudden appearance. Although it's worth noticing that not all of the people noticing your arrival are locals - there's someone here that you might want to meet eventually... [OOC: Welcome to the end of Week 9! As of this log, you'll be gaining a new party member; feel free to come say hello! No NPC response will be given to this post, though you can thread here amongst yourselves if you wish; we'll see you tomorrow at noon with a new log for your further adventures!]

Comments

[divinedescendant]

[eh there's a nonzero amount of our party who are not-secretly kind of evil so it's probably fine

Emmeryn softens, though, calm and gentle as she folds her hands in front of her.]

I wish I had an answer for you. None of us have been given any reason for our specific presences here. I think that is a question we are all carrying, in some way or another. Of course, the why does not change that we are here, so there is nothing to do but move on forward, with or without an answer for it.

[gekkaju]

[...Right away, despite not yet being over that recent mortifying moment, Atsushi can sort of start to tell why Jake called this woman the group's mom. She at least talks like she could be one...wise and world weary and such.

And as such, it takes him a moment to form a proper response, hugging his Wimpod closer to his chest.]

That is the best way to look at things, yeah...this is actually the first time I've felt like I've had any options since I got here. Leaving Floaroma by myself didn't seem like a great idea, not when I'd already been lost once...