Aid Returned

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The dust hardly settled on the destruction wrought in the streets of Union before the emergency signal hummed to life, a familiar voice beginning to cut through the static.

“...you hear me? This is General Ironborn. We detected an interference with the warp band’s signal. We’re sending a team there to investigate.”

Then another, her voice commanding over the noise.

“Matriarch Frea. Our scouts noticed a disturbance during one of their routine missions in your area. I’m sending a group of Valkyries to investigate.”

Quickly, more voices began flooding the signal, each one nearly running off into each other.

“This is Clement, from Sanctuary. Our oracles noticed a disturbing aura around your city. We’re sending anyone and everyone we can to help.”

“Captain Ingrid from Glacier, reporting. We noticed unusual activity in your direction and are on our way to grant aid. We have a debt to repay the people of Union, after all.”

Soon, voices from all over began to cascade over one another, giving orders, requesting further assistance to the city, inquiring about Union’s safety and sending words of goodwill. It became nearly impossible to discern one voice over the other, and their words ran into one another. But one thing was certain: In their time of need, Union had help on the way.

Frea’s Valkyries were the first to make it into the city, followed quickly thereafter by Ingrid’s troops. The Steel Battalion, led by Ironborn himself, strode through the gates by midday, and by evening aid from those individuals and settlements impacted by Union’s steadfast goodwill flooded the gates. Food, medical supplies, and, most importantly, a much-needed morale boost. Many stayed outside of the city’s gates, both out of necessity, as well as an added assurance that the city would not see another attack; they would watch the back of the city that had done the same for them.

Over the next few weeks, Union will see a surge of aid coming from all directions of the known world, as the city does its best to rebuild. Faces old and new will come together to help ensure that the people of Union will be well taken care of, their homes rebuilt and their lives hopefully put back on track. This was their way, after all, and Union always was the city to lead by example.


[[OOC: This post acts as the final post for the event. Players are encouraged to thread out parts of the rebuilding process, as well as interact with a few familiar faces that they might find within their city.]]

Comments

[untalented]

[Impressive. He actually had a foot on this young woman, and somehow she still managed to pull off the Stern Mother(tm) role and....incidentally, set the skinny young man on the defensive. Her words made sense-- but there wasn't really time to worry about himself. His friends had been hurt....the Grandparent figures whom he had been staying with for the last several months were hurt...and Union...]

Does it matter? I didn't get hurt, and I can still think-- that's lucky, compared to lots of people here.

[Waver grumbled out his protest, knowing the futility of it even as the words tumbled from his lips. With his mind racing as it was, there was no way he was going to be able to sleep that night.]

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

I'll act like I didn't hear that.

[ Protest all you like, little mageling, but Farah will be walking over, her sternness much more intense the closer she gets. ]

Whether or not you hurt yourself in combat doesn't matter to me. What matters to me is that you might hurt yourself now. These people are relying on us--relying on us for help, and relying on us to take care of not only them, but ourselves as well. What good is it to us if the help becomes incapacitated as well?

[ Mama Blissey is mad. ]

[untalented]

But--but-- !

[...but what? Waver had no idea-- such an unambiguously maternal influence had been sorely lacking in his life in recent years, and so much had happened that Waver was almost certain his own mother wouldn't recognize him if they were to meet that day.

How was he to get out of this one? How???]

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

[ Spoilers: You can't.

The shifter nurse points to an empty bed meaningfully. ]

At least let me check you out before I let you continue helping us.

[untalented]

I swear to you-- I'm fine! There's more important things we need to be worrying about here.

[But even his complaints were punctuated with him fighting off a yawn and rubbing his eyes in agitation. He wasn't going to just go sleep like this, not when his Host Grandparents were among those who were injured and he couldn't properly keep them safe!]

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

[ That yawn only made his case worse, and she began giving him a look. Her foot tapped impatiently. Bed, mister. ]

If you're fine, then a little check up won't hurt.

[untalented]

......okay.

[And, grumbling, Waver submitted to the tiny woman's will and climbed onto the bed.]

I'm telling you, you're wasting your time.

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

[ It was good to see that he would actually listen to reason when given no other alternative it was presented to him, and with a satisfied smile the nurse walked toward him. ]

This will only take a second. Now say "ah".

[ The moment he does, he'll have something practically shoved down his throat, and a light shined in various places. ]

[untalented]

Ah--gckk!!

[And, flailing at the nurse's merciless exam, Waver tries to shake himself from her grip!]

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

[ For someone so small, she is surprisingly strong. Good luck getting away from this one, Waver, she's got you pinned good. ]

Hmm... It's just as I thought.

[untalented]

[Oh no-- strength was his Dump Stat! ]

Wha--what? What is it?

[bnw_sheepy_npcs]

In fact, it's even worse than I suspected.

We'll have to operate right here, right away. There's no time to waste.

[untalented]

What are you talking about-- that makes no sense!

[He was just tired, but he was incredibly careful to avoid getting himself hurt!]

Besides! You can't just put me under for no reason! That's unethical!