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Good morning.

Or perhaps it might be more appropriate to say good evening instead, considering how it is moonlight that will rouse you into consciousness. And what a bright moon it is, half-full and clear without contest in the sky as it outshines the stars and galaxies in the backdrop. But it’s all the better to emphasize that the buildings that speckle the landscape before you are all completely devoid of any light. And by the way—do you always sleep outside?

The lack of light can be something to deal with later though, at least when you've properly gotten up from the cold, unyielding stone below you. And that chill down your spine—no doubt that probably has something to do with combination of cool temperatures and poor sleeping conditions, but it’s odd how it seems to linger.

Checking your person for any items that should be in your possession yields disappointing results, but it seems you're not empty handed (or pocketed) because you are now the proud owner of one (1) small bundle of black cloth. Unwrapping it reveals a key imprinted with a roman numeral, along with a simple note.

“Come at 6PM to the place circled on this map:”

“Don’t be tardy, dear Survivors, that’d be a bad first impression. If you don’t want your stay here to be more unpleasant than it’ll already be, you’ll want to avoid seeming careless or disrespectful. You’ll want to listen to my opening speech~!”

Finally, after an empty space that may be simulating an intense pause, there’s one last line:

“I know what you’re thinking, so I’ll say it straight: if you don’t come, you’re as good as dead.”

The news likely isn't welcome, but it's a start. And it seems you're not alone in your plight, though whether company is within arm's length or a stone’s throw away is up to fortune’s whims. For now, you're free to explore the town square and the surrounding areas as best you can in the dim light.

For some reason or another, Krakow, Poland is now your new home. That much is clear from the sign posts that you can inexplicably read, as red and white flag posts with "Święto Niepodległości" flutter lightly in the wind. While the storefronts are dark, the street lamps that scatter the town provide some measure of light, providing some solace against the layer of fog that's begun to creep in.

( OOC: Welcome to Antumbra! This intro log occurs ICly Sunday. Your MM's will be around at 6pm EST to hear your complaints. )

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[puperoni]

[ The logic that food brings everyone together and also starts wars, maybe literally. ]

So Cassata and Cheese really aren't here... I really don't want to be alone. [ This is the entirely wrong person to go sad at, probably. ]

[psychophant]

[...okay in fairness at least part of nohr's war with hoshido is because hoshido's got better land/more crops and they aren't sharing but still.

also you're right! iago is definitely the wrong person to go sad at.]

You're hardly alone, there are quite a few of us that were dragged here.

[that isn't the same thing???]

[puperoni]

[ Sharing is important. But so is not having evil masterminds like Spaghetti and Whisky making a mess everywhere. I wish the prior sentence wasn't real, but here we are. ]

...

People like you, right? [ He sounds so hopeful, be his friend Iago. ]

[psychophant]

[i cannot believe i just read that sentence.]

Well. Yes.

[...technically, but like. dude???? does he look like he is here to make friends????]

[puperoni]

Awesome! ★ Then we're friends now! [ Holding hand up for a high-five.

And yes obviously??? Iago is clearly the friendliest person here. ]

[psychophant]

No?

[oh my god????? also why are you holding your hand up, what is that for???]

We've just met, we aren't friends, don't be ridiculous!

[iago friend count: 1?????]

[puperoni]

[ Waving his hand in the air a little' cmon!!! ]

I wouldn't say we're good friends, but maybe if we get to know each other better. Ohh, are you one of those people like Cassata? He doesn't like to call me his friend either.

[psychophant]

[???? what are you doing that for, stop it—]

I'm not... No. If you're going to make friends, go seek out some of the others. I'm sure they'll appreciate it far more than I ever would!

[puperoni]

But I found you first! [ I mean yes he will try to befriend this entire cast but Iago is lucky winner #1. Here he goes from reaching for a high five to point at his new friend emphatically. ]

I guess you don't have to call me your friend until you're ready. I can be patient. [ ... ] But try not to make me wait too long, okay?

[psychophant]

What.

[??????????????]

I am not— That doesn't mean... There's no reason to...!

[HUFF!!!!!!!!!]

I'm not arguing this with you! Be ridiculous if you really want to, it doesn't matter to me!

[so naturally he just turns on his heel and flounces off like the totally mature individual he is, i am so sorry, pizza???]

[puperoni]

Okay, I'll see you later!!!!

[ Hands up, just like his icon he won't chase. But as Iago turns to leave he's shouting into the wind. ]

...HEY YOU FORGOT TO TELL ME YOUR NAME!