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[OPEN] Sandstorm Event + September Introduction Log

Given that the last time there was a sandstorm BREW had just...unceremoniously dumped the new arrivals outside to face the elements, Shibusen decided it would be prudent to send some people out to make sure the poor souls aren't left to flounder.

Outfitting their volunteers with the proper gear, they're allowed back into Death City not only to search for new arrivals but also to check for stragglers.

However, as the volunteers go through the city, they find more than just the expected stragglers and new arrivals. For some reason, there is the occasional Kishin Egg wandering around...

To make things worse, the sandstorm continues to rage, causing poor visibility and covering the streets with a thick layer of sand, making it hard to keep footing. A problem these Kishin Eggs don't seem to have when most of them are capable of diving under the sand to move like sharks.

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"...Let's not heed that," he drawled, and Lily had a better idea for handling the door than what he had in mind.

Once placed, the method was simple, drawing upon the location of some part of him to reshape and restore his normal form on the other side of the door. It was a simple enough matter after that- unlocking the door and pushing against the force of the wind to get the door open as wide as he could manage it.

"Everyone inside! And do make haste, won't you? The wind seeks to close this damned door..."

Sure, Lily found Lezard annoying at times and had been tempted to toss him into a large body of water on occasion and wanted to get out of this storm too but... "I don't think he'd appreciate that."

Fortunately, he went under the door quickly, reappearing in human form on the other side. She stood and backed up a couple of steps as he unlocked the door and then hurried in at his urging before looking back to make sure the troll followed.

She sure did follow, quickly. The sight of a book now forming the body of a human, was not something she had been expecting. Taking a deep breath of sand free air and moving to remove the scarf around her mouth, she stood hip out and arms crossed at her chest. "Okay, so explain yourselves. Where is this place, what am I doing here, who are you and what brand of magic is that? I was never one to assume magic existed, but clearly you are human and humans do not morph into books!"

He shut the door tightly behind them, and shook the sand out of his hair. Hands brushed against his coat as he took a moment to absorb all the questions.

"Alas, the magic here is largely unexplored, but the extent of it is what you have witnessed: Full-body transformation as a means to the end we all seek here." Lezard slipped off his classes, and moved on to clean them.

"The Demon Tool, BREW, granted the wish of the child God of Death here who seeks to end a war that has persisted for over 800 years. He wished for reinforcements, and here we all are selected at random by our respective worlds. If you had any pressing arrangements before your arrival here in Death City - currently locked in a sandstorm, the very best timing - worry not. Your timeline has theoretically frozen, and will resume when BREW dismisses you back home at its own whim."

A tip of his upper body in a bow upon placing his glasses back upon his nose. "And I... am Lezard Valeth, a Demon Weapon here. The lovely lady here is my Meister."

Lily dusted herself off, glad to let Lezard do most of the explaining. She'd never volunteered to greet new arrivals before so trying to explain all of this without seeming insane wasn't something she'd had practice with.

Pulling her dust mask down and pushing the goggles up on top of her head, she added, "In other words, a cotton-pickin' contraption called BREW dragged us all here to another world and we're stuck for now."

"I'm Lily Ivory." She paused a moment, taking the opportunity to look the girl up and down now that they were inside. "You're a troll, aren't you? Although I've not seen one with wings before..."

She stood staring and dumbstruck by the information she had been given. Wait what was that again? Demon Tool BREW? Weapon and Meister. Okay she understood weapon but she had no idea that a weapon could turn into a actual being. At least things would be okay back in her dream bubble...not that it was really a concern for her. "Thanks for that explanation it was very complicated."

Whoa, hang on she knew what trolls were? Okay screw complicated this was just getting more elaborate. "Yes I'm a troll, one of the better ones. As for the wings they are only obtainable through means of pure greatness. Achieving all the levels and ascending to god tier is one of those ways. Trolls get wings when that happens. That brings up another question of mine. Why can't I fly and how do you know about my species? Did brew bring others from my universe here?" She sure does catch on quick.

"Precisely that. A great number of your kind have been chosen to fight in the war, a mix among the Meister and Weapon numbers. When BREW sends an individual, their souls are then... altered, I suppose. They are designated either Weapons, like myself, given the ability to transform into an object that Meisters wield to defeat our foes. But BREW, in giving us our new powers, seals what we had from back home. In becoming a spellbook, I have been deprived of the magic I spent my life developing. To pair a Meister with a Weapon grants a power that must be seen to be believed, and it is the only way to defeat the creatures of madness that plague the world. You cannot fly, but you can instead either wield Weapons or become one yourself."

He shrugged. "A method to discover which you are is locked in Shibusen at the moment, our next destination if you so wish. The school and the shelters beyond are currently our safe havens until the sandstorm passes."

"Um, god tier? So, you're some kind of troll goddess?" She might have thought a goddess being pulled into this world sounded unlikely but then BREW has messed with a lot of things. "I've met a few trolls here but as I said, none of them had wings."

"Usually, the folks at the school would also give you keys for an apartment to use while you're here. But this goldurned sandstorm has been going on for a few days and a lot of the city's residents have evacuated to a shelter until it's over."

"Yes god tier and that is exactly as you described. The humans who we created can also achieve all the levels, but only the really great ones can. I also have a title and it's the Thief of Light, which enables my luck powers to accelerate and I am unstoppable. Of course if what you say is true, or your book friend says, then my powers are gone." A short groan followed by a growl sounds from her. "Well then the best I can do now, is find out if I'm a weapon or a meister and master the levels that this universe holds.

She moves to hover just a bit off the ground, enjoying the freedom and privilege her wings gave her. " I would appreciate if that is our next destination. Also the communicator I was given, I'm right to assume that I can contact the other trolls. It would be soooooooo rude of me if I didn't tell them I'm here. Especially since you said none of them have achieved god tier. " She laughs at that. "Do you know their names?"

"Unfortunately, I know nothing of their names; merely text colors in their entries to the Network," he replied, brushing the last of the dust from his hair.

"But communication through the device can be seen and heard by others who possess them. Video, voice messages and text messages are possible to reach your fellow trolls. The others, no doubt, wait in the shelters now. The signals from the communicators are muddled currently due to the storm. What better than the face to face reunion, hm?"

"Trolls can create humans where you're from?" she asked, staring. From what Disciple had told her, she'd had the impression there weren't humans in the troll world.

"Huh. Did you find one of those smartphone things in your pockets when you ended up out in the storm?" Really, if BREW was going to hand out communicators, too, why couldn't it have left the people it pulled in inside as usual? "And I've only met a few, a Disciple, an Aranea, and a Condesce. I think there are more but I'm not sure how many."

"So when we get to this shelter I can send out a signal and then meet up with them? Or do you think they will all be in the shelter because it's hard to imagine trolls sitting around and not going out on an adventure. Unless it's one of the lower caste ones. I'm sure they would just end up being sandstorm bait!" She went on, turning to look at the weapon. It was obvious that the gears were already turning in her head and she was thinking of a plan. She smirks as she turned to glance back at the meister. "Oh, we trolls created the humans universe and act as their gods. Some of us taking on that title a little more vocally then others. I have my own agenda of course." The smirk only deepens as she lists off those names. "So, Aranea is here and a couple of our Ancestors and our one and only Empress...well that is unexpected."

"Ah, so they are names familiar to you, then." You could practically hear this man's ears perk. Of course, their methods at home were gone here, but the idea of self-proclaimed gods was quite intriguing indeed.

"I suppose I ought study the trolls a little deeper. For now, let us proceed up the steps and onward to Shibusen. Let's not hold up the lady's agenda, hm?" Shaking off the last of the sand he tread to Lily's side. But before he could grasp her hand, he paused, rubbing his chin.

"Actually, I have a better idea. I can grant you your answer now, before we depart for Shibusen. My ability as a Weapon syncs best with Meisters, of course. If I am able to perform my Soul Read, then you will know you are a Meister. If there is a block somehow, then you can transform just as well as I." With that, he stepped to the smaller girl and with a bow offered his hand.

Lily's still sort of staring. What in tarnation?! Trolls created the human universe?

"They're friends of yours then? And I don't think I got your name..."

She moved to pull her goggles back down since it seemed like they were about ready to leave but then Lezard proposed his idea and she paused, raising an eyebrow at him. "You'd better not try anything like the first time we resonated!" Because, well, he was kind of a pervert...

With Lily's warning she was a bit cautious to extend her hand, but she also wished to know exactly what she was and that fact she could not resist. She extended her hand and smirked in anticipation. "My name is Vriska Serket."

"My Meister is the possessive type, Lady Vriska, you understand," he replied with a grin. The hand was taken and he was awash with a blue light, his body disappearing within it. In its place was a worn tome in hand.

"So I will, of course, be brief. Let's see..." There was something like a spark at the very edge of one's consciousness, and with it the sound of flipped pages. Soul Read was simple: To open the soul and flip its very 'pages', to feel the innermost emotions and drive of the Meister. Her nature became quite clear, and he felt a sort of kinship to it- ambition, manipulation, a passion to achieve one's goals.

From between his pages sprung a fine ribbon of cerulean, ending in a charm in the shape of a V, sprouting thin spidery legs. As the book sprung open, the blank pages marked began to fill with thin, scratchy handwriting detailing the spell Dark Savior. Coupling with the explanation was an illustration of a shadowy figure surrounded by small blades as both hands reach for two of the hilts.

"Interesting... I've felt no 'block'. Vriska Serket is a Meister."

"Okay, Vriska. We'll get you back to the shelter after this." Hopefully, she didn't mind a lot of stairs. Lily wasn't looking forward to climbing that ridiculous thing with all the sand blowing about.

"Possessive? I am not!" She scoffed as that nuisance of a sorcerer took Vriska's hand and transformed. The witch knew he'd resonated with a few others before but she'd never witnessed it herself. Curiosity caused her to step closer and peek at the pages, upside down from her perspective.

"What kind of spell is that?" Not one she had seen before and certainly not one of the fire spells she used.

It was werid sensation to be had. The resonance of her soul with another was interesting but not something she wanted to get used to. While the presence of the other was subtle and just upon the edge of her consciousness it was not a presence she would want within a partner ship. To her it felt as if her pride was being shared, her goals and individuality. This was not something she would welcome with ease.

The news of being a Meister was welcoming! It told her she would not have to rely on another to enable her to fight. While it would prove difficult without her powers she would be sure to find a way to overcome that. Now about that spell, her interest sparked as she look down at the book.

"So other then being a Meister can you sum up what just happened?"

"Every Weapon, like every Meister, is granted a special ability to aid them in combat. My ability is Soul Read, which allows me to seek the nature of my Meister and allow a part of my sealed magic to be used. With Miss Ivory, she is capable of using my fire and pillar magic, and it would appear to me that you are allowed my shadow and blade magic in kind. To further train in things such as this, we typically have training every morning, but it has of course been postponed due to the weather."

All the intrigue. It'd been a while since a Meister unlocked his favorite family of magic. Lezard would have to keep an eye on this Vriska.

"Training is usually in the park although I have to wonder why they haven't tried moving it with the temperatures lately." She half expected people to pass out from the heat one of these days!

Pulling her goggles and dust mask back into place, she added, "If there's nothing else for now, I reckon we should be going."

She held her hand out for the book. Hopefully, they could make it back to the school without much trouble...

"I would be interesting in training, just to hone my skills and get a better feel for my abilities as one of these meisters. If I don't there is no way I can be the best." She offers a smile, her wings fluttering a bit. A nod, "Yes let's go then."

"Ha! An ambition one must embrace in a place such as this!" Oh yes indeed. But the book changed hands and he was ready to go... and get grit in his pages again. The bookmark flashed between blue and the deep magenta of before, from V to L.

May as well get all this over with, hm? Oh, but he wished the storm would stop. Everything had ground to a halt, all progress, due to this wretched blustery thing!

Well, Vriska certainly seemed pretty accepting of this whole bizarre situation. She supposed it made things somewhat less awkward.

"Put the scarf back on and follow me." She leaned against the door, pushing it open with a shoulder and back out into the winds they would go.

Vriska nodded and without question replaced the scarf around her nose and mouth and followed after the others.

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Do we want to log walking to the school, maybe with a kishin egg sighting? Or just wrap up?

Mmm hard decision. Yeah we can do a log.