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The Bunker of Nariba Relia | OPEN PLOT MINGLE POST
Who: Everyone!!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The bunker in the surrounding desert.
When: Sometime recently, see this post for full information. Below is the excerpt of information listed there. Feel free to make a top comment and thread out the sad truth and whatnot.
[Records buried in the library, the research facility, and cues from the power plant will eventually reveal the bunker in the surrounding desert. The passageway leads several yards underground, and it doesn’t appear to have been used in a long time. Those brave enough to venture inside will find that it is not much more than a tomb. Eerily enough, the emergency lights are still on, casting a soft red glow over sheets and the once-bodies beneath them.
It has been long enough that paper journals, books, and personal belongings (like bags and such) have deteriorated to the point of being extremely fragile. Handled with care, however, they are eager to tell a story.
“The engineers should have been more careful. I’m not sure I’ll be able to recoup my losses from this… At least I have enough money to buy a ride off this planet!”
“No one could have known this would happen. Hopefully it stabilizes so we can go home soon. In the meantime, I’ve been teaching my daughter how to count. She doesn’t understand what’s going on, and I don’t know what to tell her.”
“It’s not getting better. So many people have died that we’re running out of room in the morgue. We had to move all of the food to another room so that the smell doesn’t leach out, but we all know what’s back there.”
“The replicator was supposed to repair us, too.”
“I don’t know if we can go back yet, but it doesn’t matter. Even if the city was back to the way it was, there’s no cure for us. The dead are dead, and we lay down next to them as we wait for our turn.”
There is nothing that can be done for these people except to give them the eternal rest they deserve. Ultimately, the fate of Nariba Relia is a sad one and not altogether preventable.]
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The bunker in the surrounding desert.
When: Sometime recently, see this post for full information. Below is the excerpt of information listed there. Feel free to make a top comment and thread out the sad truth and whatnot.
[Records buried in the library, the research facility, and cues from the power plant will eventually reveal the bunker in the surrounding desert. The passageway leads several yards underground, and it doesn’t appear to have been used in a long time. Those brave enough to venture inside will find that it is not much more than a tomb. Eerily enough, the emergency lights are still on, casting a soft red glow over sheets and the once-bodies beneath them.
It has been long enough that paper journals, books, and personal belongings (like bags and such) have deteriorated to the point of being extremely fragile. Handled with care, however, they are eager to tell a story.
“The engineers should have been more careful. I’m not sure I’ll be able to recoup my losses from this… At least I have enough money to buy a ride off this planet!”
“No one could have known this would happen. Hopefully it stabilizes so we can go home soon. In the meantime, I’ve been teaching my daughter how to count. She doesn’t understand what’s going on, and I don’t know what to tell her.”
“It’s not getting better. So many people have died that we’re running out of room in the morgue. We had to move all of the food to another room so that the smell doesn’t leach out, but we all know what’s back there.”
“The replicator was supposed to repair us, too.”
“I don’t know if we can go back yet, but it doesn’t matter. Even if the city was back to the way it was, there’s no cure for us. The dead are dead, and we lay down next to them as we wait for our turn.”
There is nothing that can be done for these people except to give them the eternal rest they deserve. Ultimately, the fate of Nariba Relia is a sad one and not altogether preventable.]
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Saddled with her own grief from recent losses, and now this, Riona feels compelled to act. Which is why she eventually leaves the bunker, intent on doing something for these people. In most places in Thedas, humans burn their dead. and these people deserve a funeral of some sort. This place has endless supplies; she's certain she can get enough to make funeral pyres for these people. Likely mass ones - there's too many dead to build one for each individual, but it's better than nothing.
On the way out, though, she spots Thor, and slows. Her task can wait a moment. She steps over to him, looking at the sunset with him.]
Not... what I was hoping to find in there. Those poor people.
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I didn't think this was what happened. Maybe that was foolish of me.
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[The world needs optimists. Even if the cynical folk laugh at them for it, the world needs it.]
Honestly, I expected that they had left or moved elsewhere. I wish that's all it was and not a tomb.
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[It's a terrible fate, one that strikes him too close to home at the moment. Asgard hadn't suffered an accident, but its wholesale destruction had claimed all but a few hundred. Maybe he had hoped it would have been the same for Nariba Relia.]
And with no one left to remember it.
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[She wishes they knew where they had come from, so maybe they could be informed. Come collect their dead, give them a proper burial. But that doesn't seem likely, and given the seeming length of time that's passed, no one may care about them anymore.]
They deserve better than being left in that place.
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[Maybe giving them any kind of funeral would be better than nothing. Yet Thor still isn't certain he has the heart to do that for strangers he never met. Not when there's still such a weight on him from elsewhere.]
If nothing else, maybe the bunker should be marked in some way. So that no one else who happens across this world has to wonder at what befell it.
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[Surely it beats just being left there.]
I agree with a marker, too. Some kind of memorial.
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We do something similar in Asgard, though we lay the dead in boats first and set them out to sea before igniting it.
[There's a lot more magic involved as well, spheres of light and ascension into the stars. There still remains a thread of similarity.]
Do you want some help with the wood?
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[They had done it for her family and those Howe killed during his attack of Highever. The bodies were long gone, burned in a mass pit, but once Fergus had returned to the city and she was able to come, they had done a proper funeral for them that way.
These people deserved the same, even after all this time.]
If you would be willing. The more help the better.
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[Thor doesn't know if he has the heart to set these people to rest himself. His own home's destruction is still too close to bear, and if he does anything at all it will be for his own people. This, however, is something simple enough to assist with.]
Most of Asgard was set on the water's edge, so it became tradition long ago.
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Thank you.
[Maybe this will mean little, but it'll leave them with a peace of mind, and the bodies taken care of. She hopes that it'll allow them to rest, for once and for all.]
Is Asgard a great naval nation?
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We did have a number of water vessels, though those were mostly for pleasure. Our travels usually took us through space rather than water. Asgard had far more airships than sailing boats.
[Not that they used those for voyages between worlds. That was what the Bifrost was for.]
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[So, not a 'bridge' in the traditional sense, but you'll never find an Asgardian who doesn't call the Bifrost a bridge.]
I used it quite often. I could get between Asgard and Earth within moments.
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[A laser beam? But she understood those not able to be used for transportation.]
A very fast beam, then, from the sounds of it.
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[There's far more to it than that, but the technology and magic behind the Bifrost is difficult to explain to those unfamiliar with it.]
It was, yes. It made it much easier to manage the Nine Realms.
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You had nine realms to travel between? Goodness, that sounds very large and... unwieldy.
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[Thor heaves a sigh, reminded once again that 'keeping the peace' had taken on a darker meaning since learning how Asgard appointed itself in charge of the task in the first place. Not for the first time, he wonders how the other realms reacted to the knowledge of Asgard's destruction. Whether they knew yet. Whether they cared.]
But they will need to keep their own affairs now.
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[And he doesn't, not really. Not since finding out how Asgard appointed itself Protector of the Realms to begin with.]
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We are - we're on a spaceship at the moment, all of us. My plan is to take everyone to Earth. They know me there and I've saved the planet a couple of times, so I'm hopeful that will earn us the right to make our case.
[Hopeful, but still practical. There are precious few other worlds in the immediate vicinity that Thor both knows and can be assured of Asgard having decent standing.]
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