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Mods of Kiseki RPG ([info]kiseki_mods) wrote in [info]kiseki_logs,
@ 2015-10-15 14:07:00

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Current mood: bouncy
Entry tags:! arrival, ! event, ! intro, ! log, * au event, * event replay, * world change event, ; vampire event, aramis (bbc), dorian pavus, elsa, korra, leo elster, porthos du vallon (bbc), sebastian michaelis, the iron bull, tsubasa 'syaoran' li, yukine, ~ agron, ~ anne (bbc), ~ art, ~ arthur pendragon (bbc), ~ athos (bbc) [#2], ~ ciel phantomhive, ~ constance bonacieux (bbc), ~ d'artagnan (bbc), ~ emma swan, ~ freya (bbc), ~ gwaine (bbc), ~ hiyori iki, ~ jaeha [#2], ~ james buchanan 'bucky' barnes, ~ king mickey, ~ mary margaret blanchard | snow white, ~ merlin (bbc), ~ milady de winter (bbc), ~ nasir, ~ neal cassidy | baelfire, ~ pearl, ~ pepper potts, ~ steve rogers [#2], ~ steven quartz universe, ~ stiles stilinski, ~ tony stark, ~ yona

everywhere || action || open



[Fog rolls into the town of Samara – another cool autumn day, the sky murky and the tress shedding their leaves. The nights are longer now, the moon hanging low in the sky – and that can only mean one thing: stirrings. With the darkness creeps the dangers. You’ve likely heard those whispers all your life – those murmurs of caution, of danger, of otherness. Be mindful not to step out into the shadows for too long and risk losing yourself entirely.

The little town of Samara might appear quiet at first, unassuming, gentle even – a far outpost and a far cry from the Leridae kingdom’s capital. But it isn’t too far-flung from there, although hidden away in its own little haven, the trees growing closer and closer to its city lines with every passing year. No, this town is not as unassuming as it might seem. You might have grown up here – you’d know as much. Or perhaps you were drawn here for the same reason so many others have been drawn here:

Here in Samara, the rumors are simply that – just rumors. After all, who would ever think that vampires would prey upon such an unassuming, quiet town. But those who whisper the rumors might just shake their heads, looking out towards the forest, towards those darkened alleyways between the old, rickety town. Vampires are one thing. Hunters are another. And Samara has long since been the established epicenter of hunter activity – their meeting ground, so to speak, their headquarters. The hunters, of course, are branches of factions, individualistic in some ways and community-based in others. There is no set leader but there are clans within those hunters, those who strive for certain aspects of the hunter code – and others who operate well outside the set parameters of that.

This place has always been quiet, despite the heavy hunter presence. Few vampires risk staying too close within this town simply because of the danger to them. For years now, decades and decades, the hunters and the vampires have been at odds. Recently, these fights and tensions have only grown more devastating, with loses on both sides – tearing friends and families apart. The hunters hold pride in their abilities and the vampires, secretive and hidden, search for a means to survive in a world that rejects them. Or, perhaps, there are those few who seek the living for the sport of it. Just as there are hunters who seek to kill for the sport. Each side has had its demons and its loses.

And in this, the sleepy little town of Samara is mired with one rumor that just keeps being whispered again and again: that Queen Anne of Leridae is coming – or is already here, as the rumors indicate. Rumors speculate to her purpose – many assume that it’s her wish to form a formal alliance with the hunter factions. Others aren’t so sure. A few more believe that the rumors are just that: rumors. What purpose would a queen have to visiting this quiet little town where absolutely nothing ever happens ever at all? What purpose could such a queen have to coming to a town known for its hunter populace and devastating vampire attacks? Will peace come at last?

Despite this, the large meeting hall at the center of town is undergoing some sprucing up, some redecorating. There’s a grand ball planned, set to be open to the public and the higher-ranking hunter guilds within the next few days. That seems indication enough that something important is underway – or, at the very least, a royal visitor is imminent.

In the end, though, this quiet little town is certainly just meant to be quiet… But with the promise of Queen Anne’s arrival, there’s a new flurry of preparations: decorations everywhere, preparing housing for guests, trying to clean up the streets – and trying, so desperately, not to be bitten when the moon is high. And with the rumors of Queen Anne’s arrival come all the other new arrivals, seeking different desires: to join the hunters? To escape hunters in other regions? To find lost friends? To try to meet royalty? To find something to eat? To be turned? Or, perhaps you are more innocent in all this – just a bystander dragged into these strange happenings, torn between this conflict that seems to have no end.

Perhaps, then, there can be hope – and perhaps, someday, peace. Welcome to Samara.]

[[Our vampire AU event begins! Find more information here.]]


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[info]servingdinner
2015-10-20 08:35 pm UTC (link)
[Sebastian looks up from his - perfectly innocent and inconspicuous, thank you very much - newspaper. Nevermind that he's been chatting up people nearly non-stop since arriving yesterday and that the newspaper-reading could likely be called interesting in its comparative non-interestingness. It's still rude to point.]

Else it could not be called a town, I would say. [Lowkey sass aside, he starts unfolding his trusty map. He'll help you, rude kid.]

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[info]sparking
2015-10-27 08:41 pm UTC (link)
Yeah, well, you have no idea how many places I've heard called towns and didn't have literally anything in them, so.

[Excuse him for wanting to make sure. But he can't really complain, not when the stranger is apparently in the middle of taking out a map.] Huh, where'd you get that? I could use one, too. I mean, I had one, but, uh, it sort of got into an accident.

[A hunting accident, he means.]

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[info]servingdinner
2015-10-30 08:38 pm UTC (link)
Not an accident occurring in a bar, one would hope, or I should perhaps decline to give directions. [This kid looks a little young to be frequenting bars, besides. Sebastian is a responsible adult!]

It's a rather poorly made map, I'm afraid, and not one I would recommend. [He bought a non-detailed one on purpose as a prop, but that's beside the point.] Truly, it seems map-making it a somewhat neglected trade in this area.

[Almost as if visiting is discouraged. Sebastian's kind of tempted to make this his new occupation...]

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[info]sparking
2015-11-02 06:30 pm UTC (link)
Nope. I had to use it as makeshift kindling. [He shrugs like that is a totally commonplace thing to do.]

... huh. Every single thing I'm hearing about this place just makes it seem more and more suspicious. Like, the Mayor's literally impossible to meet with, everyone is too happy about the queen's visit, and now there's no maps? [His alarm bells are ringing.] But, dude, a poorly made map is better than no map at all.

[So... thanks?? Why does being thankful towards this guy feel so oddly uncomfortable.]

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[info]servingdinner
2015-11-07 10:16 pm UTC (link)
[Meanwhile on Sebastian's end, there's something vaguely irritating about this kid. Oh well - conceal don't feel, don't let it show.]

It does rather add to the atmosphere of the place. [No smoke without a fire and all that; there must be some cause for the rumours. Unfolding his terrible map, brb.]

You have heard much about this place to raise your suspicions prior to arriving, then? [Who has not heard things about Samara, really?]

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[info]sparking
2015-11-10 05:38 pm UTC (link)
Yeah, a terrible atmosphere.

[Well. It could probably be worse. Don't curse it, Stiles. He peers at the map, frowning when he sees how truly atrocious it is... but still. Better than nothing.]

... you could say that. [Perhaps finally he's exhibiting the "don't talk about hunter things to outsiders" code that hunters probably should exhibit at all times, vague answer is vague.]

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[info]servingdinner
2015-11-17 09:44 am UTC (link)
[He hums over the map for a moment, taps on spot lightly with a finger.] Supposedly the bar should be around here. Or possibly here.

[That street name is next to unintelligible, seriously. But then he laughs softly.]


It seems that is the case for most visitors here.

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