Creators Disembark - RPLOG
Participants
Date
29/6/476
Log
A crowd gathers in the late evening of June 29th. It's been a sweltering day, which turns to a pleasantly warm evening. Why is everyone here? That is clear to see once one turns their gaze upwards, where a shape is rapidly approaching from the east.
Dead or not, Angus wouldn't miss this as he makes sure his collar is on correctly, before he tries to blend into the crowd. His gaze turns towards the sky, the shape catching his attention as he crosses his arms and watches in suspence.
Having heard the ship approaching, Ictus walks over to the crowd and peers up at the shape, "Hmm, I somehow thought that they would be faster..." he says it quietly as not to upset anyone and chuckles as he looks around
With all the Creator activity lately, Amelia was not about to NOT investigate any leads she may find. A crowd gathering for an approaching ship? It definitely caught the canine woman's attention, and she was definitely in attendance. She folds her hands behind her back and waits quietly, eyes on the horizon.
It doesn't take long for it to arrive. It makes no noise but the soft humming that comes from within its metallic, gleaming, shell. It stops instantly, as if it hit a wall, though no damage, and still no sound of changing propulsion. The Good King emerges from the crowd, stepping up with a phalanx of guards and priests. "Everyone on their best behavior!" he shouts to the crowd, "No pushing, no crowding. We will show them that we are civilized people."
Angus chuckled, glancing around at the gathered crowd and wondering just how excited they are. That's when he noticed his cousin, giving him a nod and a wave in greeting before he turned his attention back to the creator ship.
Ictus tilts his head at the ship and hmms, "Interesting." he then spies Allistar and chuckles as he waves back, before looking back to the ship. He hmms? as he listens to the kings words and nods at that
Amelia glances around the crowd. There's not many people that she finds familiar, but she does spot two people that she has at least -seen- before, and so she approaches them, stopping a fair distance behind both Ictus and Allistar. "Interesting is one way to put it, certainly."
The ship descends, a smooth transition from flight to resting on the grass as if the world had simply lept up to catch it, rather than any actual effort put in by anyone. The ship rests, upright, perfectly balanced despite no landing gear or other supporting structure in sight. The humming quiets, then goes silent, except for the excited murmuring of the crowd. Loyal to their king, most citizens keep a respectful distance back from him, and in turn, the ship. Perhaps Firmament will make better impressions than Shralesta managed.
All eyes are riveted on the ship, waiting for the Creators to take the next step. The Good King leans over and whispers to a priest standing nearby, having a hushed conversation.
Angus tunrs as he hears Amelia. "Yep, intresting." He muttered, his gaze returning to the crowd as they stand there in silence. He taps his foot on the ground, curious as to what the Good King is whispering to the priest as he sighs. The anticipation and excitment easily picked up from the crowd around him.
Waiting somewhat restlessly due to the excitement in the air, Ictus scans the crowd curiously as he waits. As he waits he mumbles, "I wonder how Juliana is doing..."
Any excitement Amelia is feeling is kept subdued by a practiced look of apathy, though on the inside she's anything but. "I didn't think they would actually come here. I look forward to seeing how this progresses." She reaches up to adjust her glasses as she scans the crowd once more. "And hopefully we will not have a repeat of before."
A small aperture opens in the ship in an iris, and a descending set of stairs emerges, reaching to the ground with the faintest noise. Soft tinks are heard as booted feet use them. Creators. Three females, and a male. Tagging along behind them is a much smaller creator, a familiar female, at least for some perhaps. The Good King approaches with a smile, his phalanx moving behind. His movements are slow and easy. Musn't startle or offend, after all.
"Ya, hopefully there won't be a repeat of that." Angus muttered, continuing to tap his foot as he watches the crowd. He wasn't there to experience it, but he had heard the stories and didn't want something like that to happene here in Firmament.
Ictus hmms and nods in agreement with the two, "Indeed..." he then looks to the creators and smiles when he spots Juliana, he'd offer a wave but doesn't want to give her away if she hasn't already... Not to mention it's likely be inappropiate
Selena makes her way onto the scene a little hurriedly, moreso than usual for the wolfess as she moves through the crowd. Noticing the familiar faces in it - and the one on the grounds far below - she waves over to both as she approaches the foxes and dog. Upon arrival, she casts another look around and smiles over to 'not-Angus', Ictus and Amelia. "Hello, you three." She greets, catching her breath in the process.
Amelia gives a polite nod to Selena. "Hello there. Come to see how it plays out, too?" Her eyes return to the creators and lock there. "First time I've seen them in person, I believe."
The Creators and the King meet. The priests speak first, in formal ancient tongue, wishing well and welcoming them. The Creators looks genuinely perplexed a moment before comprehension lights up their faces. They reply, first coming out in disjointed and gramatically horrifying words, then repeated in more clear language, "It's nice to meet you." This coming from one of the females, who resembles the smaller one, "Could you show us the way to your boss?" The priest backs out of the way, gesturing to the king. This only draws confusion from the Creators again.
Angus chuckles as he notices the confusion, before he turns to greet Selena. "Hello yourself, you almost missed the fun." He grins in amusment as he turns back to the conversation, his gaze switching to the crowd once in awhile to see how everyone was doing.
Ictus nods to Selena and smiles, "Hello Selena." he nods to Amelia and hmms at that, "Second time really..." he he looks at the creators curiously as they speak with the king and tilts his head at the confusion, "Hmm..." is all he says about that
Selena tilts her head a little and looks back to the foxes. "Oh, dear... No, no Angus... Some things I don't miss. Even if I have to run most of the way from Shanty town to get here. Flight isn't the best idea through the city, after all. Amelia! Did those cuts heal up well? I haven't seen you since that little foray into the undertunnels." She chuckles quietly and murmurs to Ictus with a wry grin before turning back to the creators and watching - particularly Juliana, though the discourse keeps her attention split enough between the two parties.
Amelia smiles and nods at Selena. "Why yes, they did. Thank you. I had to order a new set of clothing to replace the ones damaged, and that was the hardest part of all of it. I'm doing quite well, now, though. I just came to observe today's events." She gestures around the crowd.
Ashley walks up in her performer's dress, carrying with her her harp, but is perplexed herself at the sight she sees. The ones called "Creators" and the King of the beings. As well as one of her Kitsunes. She is genuanly startled to see all this. "I thought there would be more time..." she says to herself before approching up to Ictus, she stays quiet, her pure black eyes constantly on the Creators as she looks over her Kitsune a few times, making sure nothing is wrong with him.
