asgardmeridiem | EVENT LOG: BURNING BRIDGES PART 2.

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EVENT LOG: BURNING BRIDGES PART 2.

Who: EVERYONE
What: The The BURNING BRIDGES Mingle Log (Part 2/2 - part one located HERE)
When: Days 423-425 (March 25-30)
Where: In the city and out near the giant camps.
Rating: PG-13. Anything higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!

Day 423 ( Mar. 25/26 ): As the battle wages right outside of Asgard’s walls, the Travellers take to action in a near even split. This battle is not their own, and the defence of the city against being caught in the Giants’ crossfire takes priority. Buildings that are under fire must be evacuated, those incapable of defending themselves led to safety, the flames sparking over the wall extinguished; general rescue and damage control efforts will be given not just in the districts closest to the warring but throughout the entire city. When the Giants’ powers are to manipulate the earth and her elements, there is no speaking to the physical damage they can wreak in all-out war.

Which is why the other half of the city will respond in kind; rather than leaving the Giants unchecked to settle their struggles on their own, the Travellers will join them on the battlegrounds. However, instead of attacking them outright as they have while under attack themselves, they instead take under advisement a more stealthy approach of further pitting the Giants against one another. Many that stand to fight will weave in amongst the Giant forces and attack both sides from within their own ranks, so as to make it seem that one side is gaining strength over the other. Band together and take care to remember who your allies are.
Day 424 ( Mar. 27/28 ): The battle begins to escalate as the Travellers light fires beneath the feet of the Giants, pushing them deeper into combat. Things will elevate to explosive levels of destruction in the most literal of senses. Out on the battlefield, the ground will be shredded in a more centralised manner than the random cracks forming within the city. The earth will lift and shake and separate in an effort by both sides to divide their forces and crush them under the rubble, creating uneven terrain and crevices that can seem bottomless.

There will be areas set aflame, creating walls and barriers that entreat upon any caught in its path; other areas may be slicked in a growing swell of ice that entraps any that touch it in its grasp before icicles sprout up from the cold surface. Use your imagination for these sorts of attacks; just keep in mind that the Giants manipulate physical elements. Only the strongest among them will be capable of this magic, and the King and Queen themselves will be on the field, riding upon their massive black boar and white serpent respectively, to help fuel the chaos. The others will fight in traditional manners, and everyone will be under these haphazard and wild attacks. Consider this the climax of the battle - all things must fall.

And as things become more dangerous outside of the city, so too will it worsen within the walls as the walls themselves begin to tear down. As the Giants’ magic rails against the gods’ barriers, sections of the wall will be blown apart and cascade upon those living below. Residents of Asgard will be able to see Sigyn’s spell in place as a shimmer of green flecks of dust, the very same that has kept the Grey Sickness confined to Asgard and all outside illnesses at bay, begin to flicker and fade as the wall that encased it is shredded apart.

The majority of this damage will take place in the Loki, Sigyn, and Hel districts, as they are the closest to the warfare; Travellers and natives will want to band together to minimise both the damage to the wall itself and the damage created by its collapse. More splinters of ice will pierce holes in other various locations throughout the city, accompanied by random whips of flame lashing over the wall and alighting the sky. Those given to protecting the city will have to put up their shields and focus on cutting off the trajectory of this shrapnel as quickly as possible. Smaller cracks will still be forming throughout the ground as well, so tread quickly but carefully. This battle isn’t over yet.
Day 425 (Mar. 29/30): UNTIL IT’S OVER YAY!!!

Through the Travellers’ influence in escalating the battle, the Giant forces will burn out quickly in their vicious assault upon each other. The battling continues through the night with little to speak of in the way of respite, but by sunrise on this day, their numbers will have whittled down by either death or retreat. Both sides have suffered massive losses, and when the only end in sight is headed in the direction of complete obliteration, they eventually concede to mutual defeat. They will return to their native kingdoms, the line drawn in the dirt between them taking the shape of the devastated battlefield soaked in the blood of their allies.

The damage lingers, though; the city is still in a general state of disarray, and the scars on the land aren’t soon to fade. As the Asgardians turn to picking up the pieces and the Fire Giants turn their backs on Thrymheim, Thiazi takes one last chance to strike a final blow.

Travellers outside of the city will be able to see a blinding flash of blue light and the sound of steel clashing as her petty cheap shot is knocked aside by Surt; those inside the city will hear a massive explosion to the southeast of the city. Upon inspection, they will find a massive wave of obsidian ice cascading over a near mile-stretch of the forests between Asgard and Utgard. The ice swells and splinters in crude crystals sharp as knives, slicing its way through the Gate of Fog as though it were only air. The majority of the wall along Heimdall district will be shadowed by this colossal ice structure, and the Gate will be completely destroyed as the pathway to Utgard is lost beneath this brutal magic.

The ice cannot be manipulated by Odin’s House Powers, melted by traditional means, and is roughly the strength of diamond when attempted to be broken away. Any foolish enough to touch it without proper protection will receive immediate mild frostbite that can’t be cured by any magical means and must heal naturally. Those that were around during the Bad Moon Rising event may recognise it; it is the same dark ice that was given to some of the Corrupted in place of their God Powers. It is the mark of Thiazi’s most corrupt magic - and for now, it is impenetrable.

Thanks to the combined efforts of the Travellers and their quick thinking, most of the city will be left intact and both Giant forces will leave heavily weakened, but the same can’t be said for the rest of Yggdrasil. Her land has been burnt, shredded, and frozen, and it may just be that her children have never been more isolated. The war is shifting and changing. The time to act may yet come soon.

[ OOC NOTES: This is the mingle log for the second half of the Burning Bridges event, playing out the choices made in the player poll. The poll, though closed, is located HERE for reference! The mingle log for the first half can be found HERE.

A Special Note: As of the beginning of this event, god-given powers will now work outside of the Asgard. More information on this OOCly is forthcoming, and characters involved in the plot please be on the lookout for contact from us! Please feel free to assume that all Travellers have been made ICly aware of the fact that they can now use their powers outside of the city now.

If you’d like to plot with either Surt or Thiazi, please contact either their players or one of the mods and we’ll help facilitate things, though do be mindful that NPC handlers have a limited amount of time/availability for threading. Please put [OPEN/CLOSED] in the title of your comment, along with the time and location. Let us know if you have any questions! ]

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423: Firefights
Growth is probably the least useful power Ellie could possibly have right now. Even so, as the threat moves ever closer, she's pulled out the armor from the battle at Alfheim, a heat-resistant metal vest with reinforcements over her neck, shoulders, arms and heart.

Bow slung across her back, she makes her way to the walls to try to provide cover and any last-minute supplies for the people leaving to spread confusion through the ranks of the giants.

Anyone going outside the city may pass by her; if they do, she'll rush up to them and press a small package into their hands -- it's clean bandages, a roll of tape, and two or three large leaves of aloe vera. There is a complete seriousness to how she holds herself, some barely restrained, crackling energy she's struggling to contain.

She wants to go, but she's going to be more useful here.

"If you get burned, break open the leaves and put the leaf gunk right on it. It'll help."

424: The Walls
The attacks raining down have started to buckle the walls of the city itself. The fissures are the greatest threat, second only to the fire and shattering ice. Yawning gaps in the earth swallow the buildings closest to the edge, and rubble in the districts make impassable deathtraps of once-familiar streets.

All day, Ellie has been finding fissures, finding people trapped in wreckage and fleeing flames.

Growth has a place here.

Stepping up to the side of one of the one of the fissures, Ellie clenches her fists at her sides, starting at one end and beginning to draw it out.

Ellie rarely has cause to use her powers at full strength, but she does now. Beneath her feet, roots burrow and tunnel beneath the earth, interweaving and crackling across the fissures, stitching the land back together. It forms a temporary bridge, a path for those wounded and trapped to follow.

As she works, another ice fissure slams into the wall, sending chunks of rock hurtling through the air. Before the debris can hit her -- or anyone standing nearby, Ellie shoves a fist at the air, reflexively blocking. Roots explode from the center of the newly-created bridge, spreading to deflect the worst of the blast.

Thankfully, she's blocked the worst of the debris, but she's clearly getting fed up with this.

"Motherfucking Thiazi, calm your shit-!" she gasps out, and starts to cough violently.

Of course Clementine is out and about in a time like this, running around everywhere in attempts to help. To heal anyone that might be hurt and unable to get to the clinic. Healing is something she can't really use offensively the way Ellie can with Growth, and she stares, watching in admiration at Ellie's skill. Level Three really is impressive.

There's a gasp, about to warn Ellie when she sees the debris flying, but Ellie takes care of it before she can even call out, instinctively. She's relieved to have her friend nearby, unsure what she would have been able to do to stop it herself.

And then there's the swearing. Of course. But Clementine can't help giggling through her own coughing at that. It's. Just typical Ellie and sums up the situation pretty well, really. Things really are going to.....well. Shit right about now. Damage over multiple Districts and everything.

"You okay?" she asks, most important rather than really acknowledging the swearing or telling her off for it. Clementine can't talk now, it'd be hypocritical where there are moments when she herself swears.

Backing up, Ellie reaches out to plant a hand on Clem's hat, playfully tipping the brim.

"Yeah, sure." Ellie laughs too, putting her hands on her hips to look back at her, cracking a smile. "What about you, none of it got you, right?"

She peeks under her hat, getting glimpse and looking for signs of blood. Clementine's developing an unsettlingly familiar habit of not always telling Ellie when something hurts.

There's relief that Ellie is fine, of course. It means Clementine doesn't need to heal her friend. It's always hard to do, to see people she cares about in pain. At least here in Asgard she can help, can do something about it. Which is more than she could manage back home, really. There's a nod and small smile of relief at Ellie's affirming she is okay, unharmed.

"I'm okay. But we better be careful...." There's no blood, nothing other than the usual cuts she already had on her cheek, chin and neck from back home. Even if there was something wrong, Clementine can't heal herself. It's the one downside to Sigyn's Healing. But Ellie is right. There are times when Clementine won't bother to speak up about something when she knows there are more important things to worry about. Like basically completely missing on her ninth birthday in the midst of the walker outbreak while with Lee and the rest.

"Here, hold still."

Ellie shifts, and reaches into her backpack, finding the aloe vera leaves. She breaks one open, smudges some of the sap from inside on one of the tiny cuts on Clem's cheek.

"Not as good as washing it out, but. Don't want it getting infected, either."

Clementine blinks, looking down as Ellie grabs the aloe from her backpack, unable to help scrunching up her face a little when the older girl applies some to her cheek.

"It's fine, Ellie...."

But clearly the other girl worries regardless of what she says. A lot of people do that. Not just Ellie. Clementine was thinking she meant broken bones or something serious when she was asking if Clem was hurt, not pathetic scratches. Still, she doesn't bother to stop Ellie, just standing there until she is done.

Again, Ellie senses the change, the seriousness in how Clem's holding herself, looking at her. She still gets the impulse to treat her like the tough little girl she'd met a few months ago.

Tough as nails, but still a little girl.

She wonders if this is what Joel must feel when he looks at her. She definitely remembers how it was when she pulled out that gun. Ellie's smile slips away, making way for something tired, and a little haunted.

She recognizes that look in Clem's eyes now. She's not a little girl who will be comforted by somebody bandaging up her hurts, hugging her and telling her it's okay. Not anymore. Ellie's voice rings with a terrible sort of understanding when she finally speaks.

"... you did some shit while you gone, huh?"

Not saw. Did. You don't get that look in your eyes from loss. You get it from sacrifice.

It's not something Clementine really expects anyone else to get. Even the Doctor, for all that he has seen and been through. It's nothing like the stuff she's been through. That she knows of Ellie and what her friend has seen and done. There's nothing like that similar experience. Some things you can never truly understand until you've been there, done that. Which, Ellie has. Or close enough to it that she feels like she can talk to the older girl perhaps in some ways even more than Eight. Which is saying something.

She's not going to deny it. She can't. It's just almost surprising it has taken anyone this long to realize, to really click, even if Clementine hasn't been the most forthcoming with talking about the shit back home she's been through. The things she has done that she never anticipated doing, would never have approved of two years back when the outbreak with the walkers started. Everything has changed. She lost her childhood the day the walkers came, the day they bit her babysitter and she helped Lee kill her. The day in the jewelery store with him. Ever since then she has been so much more....jaded. Bitter and cynical, and she knows it. Knows how much she's changed. She's had to, to survive this long.

"Everyone has. I had to. You have no idea what I've done."

Ellie | All Days | Open

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