EVENT LOG: GOOD GOD, Y'ALL

[asgardmods]

Who: EVERYONE
What: the Good God, Y'all mingle log.
When: Days 461-462 ( June 9-12 )
Where: the castle courtyard
Rating: PG-13. Anything higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!

Day 461 ( June 9/10 )

When the Travellers wake up, they will find a message sent to every bracelet in the city:

As per the agreement between the gods and their Travellers, all persons within Asgard are humbly requested at the castle courtyard for enlistment in the Holy City's war efforts. Every individual is invited to find their resolve and seek out their purpose; this is the final stand in Ragnarok, and your help is needed now more than ever.

Enlistment is mandatory! Please see your local officials for more information.

A friendly if not a touch formal invitation to what will essentially be Asgard's job fair! A mandatory job fair. This is why we can't have nice things.

The castle courtyard and the streets leading into it will be crowded with bustling natives and several booths, not uncommon in appearance to the many festivals they've had over the last two years. This time, however, there is no music or celebration to be had. Everyone is hard at work organising their efforts for the war and doing their level best to assist in the transition.

Day 462 ( June 11/12 )

The fair will continue for two days, to give everyone time to get down there and make their decisions. Anyone that hasn't signed up by the end of this day will be visited at home by a city rep and a few guards that will politely ask them to register for a group and weaponry if they plan to carry it. Refusal will land them in jail for the day, where they will still be politely asked to please, seriously, just pick something. Anything. Uncle Odin wants you.

At the end of the fair, there will be food and drinks to thank the Travellers for their support and cooperation. Throughout the entirety of the event and for the rest of their stay, the natives will be more reverent and grateful than ever than the Travellers have chosen to stay and fight at their side. They will do anything they can to help them win this war; this evening will be one of camaraderie and appreciation for the past, present, and future sacrifices to save the World Tree.

[ OOC NOTES: This is the mingle log for the Good God, Y'all event. Remember that all characters must be signed up for at least one group by June 12. Information on the currently established groups can be found here; sign-ups are in the comments section on the same post. Please put [OPEN/CLOSED] along with the time/location in the title of your comment. Let us know if you have any questions! ]

Comments

[bythewaves]

"I would not say we thought we were above! If we did, we swiftly learnt better - there are things far greater than the Eldar, after all. Superior to Men, aye, we thought that too. Those who did not learnt better suffered for it."

Maglor shrugs - considering his own fosterlings, he is very fond of Men in general. "Men are always changing, always reaching forwards. We could have learnt from them, I think."

[comeonthensexy]

If you ask him, thinking you're above the universe isn't that different from thinking you're above a race on your own planet. In the end, it's all about deciding somehow you're better. More worthy. As though you could really know.

"Yeah, sounds like it." There's a light smile. "I know I did. So much."

[bythewaves]

Always a wise decision to be careful of such thoughts.

"Yes." Maglor smiles back, eyes bright with memory. "Truly, they told us we would envy them, and I do - but I love them none the less. One of my foster sons chose mortality, you see - and his kin became very great, and some, very terrible - but always, they strove forwards."

[comeonthensexy]

“Chose-- How do you choose mortality?”

Anyone who did that got plus points in his book, but he had to wonder. From his experience, the length of your life wasn’t really something you got to choose.

[bythewaves]

"Elrond and Elros were peredhel - half-elven, although that is technically a misnomer, but... they were unique, neither wholly of one race or the other, with the advantages and disadvantages of both. When they came of age, they were offered a choice - the immortal life of the Eldar, or the mortality of the Edain. Elrond chose his elven heritage, and so his children were peredhil as well, and Elrond himself is counted as one of the Lords of the Eldar."

"But Elros chose mortality, and although he lived to near five times the normal age of Men, and aged very slowly, he aged indeed, and when it came time for his death they say he farewelled his family, lay down and closed his eyes and departed in joy." Maglor shrugs but there is old grief in his eyes. Elros has been dead for nearly 3000 years or more, but Maglor remembers clearly still the young, spirited boy.