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15strangers2019-07-15 07:18 pm
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WEEK 1
[The train wouldn't stop. Not until very early the next morning. The few who might have been awake would be able to exit the train, entering the cool twilight of the dawn. The star is dark, and few stars can be seen in the sky as a cold breeze begins to blow from the mountain beyond. You can see some chunks of rock floating idly nearby, far away from the station that it won't hit trains, but near enough that one can see they are larger than the train they just disembarked.
Lastly, laid out in front of them, the first port of call: Menahoven. The mountain: The Throat of the World.
But which world? Who knows. Not any of yours. Maybe it doesn't matter. Not when you are so far from home. Not when you have no way to get off this rock without the aid of the trains-and they will not let you pass.
It looks like you're stuck here until the Conductor decides to leave. In the meantime, everyone will need to get comfortable.
There are fifteen strangers left in this place.]
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[Sometimes you pay for goods, sometimes you encourage teenagers to help you filch a couple things. That's the way of the world.]
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[ he's not sure about the file but he can be sure about that. and well ... a hammer is technically a weapon too so -- ]
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That's the hope.
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Hmm, well. I'll help you take a look around if you'd like.
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I will search this half, and you that half.
[And now it's back to shuffling through random things to find anything good to, er, borrow. Without guarantee of return.]
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[ and with that Mithos will help search his half of the forge. eventually he stops. ]
Ah... I think I found the hammers.
[ he'll pick up and show RGB one of the hammers the blacksmith would use ]