video | seelie | backdated to april 10th, late morning/early afternoon

[chromosomes]

Morning.

[ It's about the gruffest 'good morning' anyone may get around here. John's standing in the bailey, near Thranduil's tent. He's still wearing his black uniform, but instead of his assault rifle, there's a warhammer strapped to his back. When in Rome, right?

Also, his assault rifle modifications are just a little too high-tech to work. ]

My name is Staff Sergeant John Grimm of the United States Marine Corps. That might not mean anything to you, depending on where you're from, but it means I'm a soldier. A lot of you have gone out to help fight the worms, and that's good -- we need that. But we need people here to protect the injured and the civilians, too.

I'm recruiting people who can fight to work alongside the existing guards and help defend Caer Glaem in the event that one or more of those worms shows up. [ Or something else, if their luck decides to plummet. ] If you aren't armed, we'll get you something to use out of the armory.

This isn't a permanent position; I'm sure as hell not in charge around here. But it's an important one.

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Comments

[bullhorned]

A pity they ain't got no wildfire here. These worms would be short work if there was.

[chromosomes]

Considering the sheer number of people I've had come up saying they can use fire magic, we might be okay without it.

[bullhorned]

It's that common? [That's... disturbing.]

[chromosomes]

Apparently. [ Tell him about it. ] Doesn't exist at all, back where I'm from.

[bullhorned]

I've seen it, because of a red priest. But it ain't common.

[chromosomes]

What the hell's a red priest?

[bullhorned]

A follower of R'hlorr, the Lord of Light.

[chromosomes]

Never heard of him.

[bullhorned]

People don't seem to keep our gods in other worlds. Don't know why that is. [It's a topic that doesn't seem to bother him much, either.] Suppose most gods find one world a handful already and don't need to go bothering with other ones.

[chromosomes]

Well, I can't argue with that logic. I find most people a handful already. [ If he had to be in charge of an entire world, he's pretty sure he'd lose his mind. ]

[bullhorned]

[Hm. He can't argue either. For a moment, a silence ensues.]

You ever fought anything like these worms?

[chromosomes]

Not exactly, but I've fought... things that aren't human.

[ That's really the best way to describe them, he supposes, short of 'monsters'. ]

You?

[bullhorned]

No. Only ever fought people. Always figured the worst thing I might run into was a bear.

[chromosomes]

I'm sure they're around here, too. Though hopefully they're not as focused on killing everyone.

[bullhorned]

Mayhaps they'll just be looking for maidens to dance with instead.

[chromosomes]

Well, who could blame them?

[bullhorned]

[He grins at that. Who indeed?]

Those of us who wished we danced as well as bears.

[chromosomes]

[ A quick, dry chuckle. ]

Maybe they give lessons.

[bullhorned]

I prefer taking my lessons from the maidens. [And he's had one of those already. He rather liked it.]

[chromosomes]

I'm sure they have bear-maidens.

[bullhorned]

You can have that one to learn from.

[chromosomes]

[ Snort. ] Thanks.