The Winged Strategist

[written]

How is everyone doing? It appears there are no aftershocks to speak of, but the ground has worn away since the initial earthquake. The rivers have overflowed in some areas, eroding the riversides.

The Blue Rogues are organized to rescue people. I'm sure there are others who have pulled together to help out and salvage homes; let me know so their services can be listed as well.

Dr. McCoy has arranged an emergency clinic in the barracks to the south of the village, as the normal clinic has been wrecked along with the majority of the plaza. Healers and others with medical experience, please report to him.

Guy Cecil and Sir Labrador have offered controlled spaces for temporary housing. I have heard that there are undamaged community buildings; I need confirmation on which buildings can house survivors, and who will take charge of organizing those premises.

The stores in the plaza are no longer producing more items and food. I need a group that can ration supplies and organize perishable and nonperishable food; we do not know how long we will need to survive this way.

I also require a few quick scouts to travel the perimeter of the barrier and check for anything unusual. If there are holes in the barrier, we need to be aware of them as soon as possible.

Those who are participating in the emergency digging, I would like to talk to you in person. I have some notes that may assist you.

If there are any other issues that the village at large should be aware of, let me know. I will keep references as best I can.


[added later]

Community building 6 has been confirmed as stable for holding displaced residents. If someone would like to volunteer to organize the building, contact me.

Derek has suggested that someone familiar with recognizing edible plants assist with rations. If there is anyone who will lend their knowledge, we can begin supplementing the existing food supply.

( Filtered to the Malnosso | voice // unhackable )


[action]

[After the earthquake totaled house 42, Albert brought Raine down to the barracks so she could be kept with the injured. He will be near the barracks, tending to a dirty, skittish, but uninjured horse until he receives word from diggers.]

[There might be the sound of flicking pages. Journal pages. And then -- the high-powered whiiiiirr of ... a hairdryer. It must have blown the journal to a recording page. Are you envious yet, Lucetians?

Albert had arrived in his Malnosso-furnished quarters earlier and spent some time checking things out, and has been there long enough to relax. Might as well take advantage of what is available before being sent off to battle tomorrow morning, right?

The hairdryer sound goes for awhile before being shut off, though there's still nothing visible to go with all the noise.]

Hn... So they will give all of that...

[There's the soft sound of footsteps on thick carpet and then a buzz as the strategist rings for assistance. Albert's request is muffled by his bath towel.

But there's no mistaken the rumbling vibration of something shaking the walls. Albert opens the door to his previously-empty storage room.

The door is loudly slammed shut.

...

...And the door is opened again.

......]

...There is an owl in my room.



[ooc: Drafted people, feel free to post your initial reactions to your own rooms in this post if you don't want to make your own entries. o/ If you want to interact with other drafted people, just drop a note in your comment or make your character available.]

[voice]

My thanks to those who answered Mr. Belmont's survey about practical skills. Knowing who has knowledge about certain skills will be helpful should there be situations where we need residents' specialties. I hope those who have volunteered information will remain open to the prospect of teaching or aiding others should the opportunity arise.

We're approaching the end of the calendar year, and with it the beginning of another New Feather cycle. Everyone remain alert for newcomers who arrive in this weather.

( Off-journal communication to Yuber )

[action]

[Raine and Genis may notice boxes outside of their doors come early morning. Genis has a blue and white sweater and Raine has a cream-colored winter gear set (scarf, hat, and gloves) -- courtesy of All Passions.

The gift-giver is nowhere to be found. He won't be home until evening.]