WEEK 1

[strangerpeople]

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.]

Comments

[strangerpeople]

[It tries to lean forward to eat. Though--be careful it might accidentally start slurping up Mithos' arm, given the size of its mouth.]

[eternaldivide]

[ maybe putting the bread pellets on the ground would be a better idea ... let's do that. as close to it as possible so it can reach them. ]

... Are you alright?

[ he doesn't know if this thing can speak like the dragon but watching it Try it's Best to eat is making Mithos concerned despite... what happened last time ]

[strangerpeople]

[There is a sound that comes from the creature.

It...does sound happy, at least, to be fed.]

[eternaldivide]

[ well he's glad it sounds happy to be fed but ]

Is there ... anything I can do to help?

[strangerpeople]

[Random hrrrrrrn sound.

It looks like Mithos has done a good thing to feed it, at least.]

[eternaldivide]

[ Well that's good. Before he goes Mithos has one more question for it. He feels bad it can't move but ... there's nothing he can do about it is there. ]

Are you ... from a planet known as Mundus?