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Open The Cold Never Bothered Me Anyway

Discussion in 'The Watchtower' started by Clarke Griffin, Feb 7, 2018.

  1. Clarke Griffin

    Clarke Griffin The 100

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    Female
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    Doctor/Healer
    Location:
    Cascade Bay
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    Human
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    18
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    Lawful Good
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    5th of February
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    Clarke had not heard much about Morhall. In fact, all she knew about the place was that it was built in a mountain and that it was very cold. Colder than most other places in Pandora. Which made sense given the fact that it was up a very large mountain and built into the mountain itself. The last time Clarke had any dealings or contact with a mountain was back in her home world. Mount Weather. At first, Clarke thought it was the answer to their survival. She even took a small group to try and find the place in the hope that they could find supplies and shelter. However, things did not going according to plan.

    Not only did one of their party get badly hurt. The group found out that the 100 were not alone on the surface. There were survivors from the fallout over a century ago. Clarke did not believe it at first. From what she had been taught on board the Ark. The planet had been utterly wasted. Total annihilation from head to toe. Million upon millions were killed in the nuclear blaze that consumed the planet. It seemed that life was much stronger that nuclear fire or rather that life found away to carry on beyond utter destruction. Clarke knew that life was a powerful thing. She just never truly understood how powerful it was until that fateful day when they learned that they were not alone on earth. Back then Clarke never realized that it was just the tip of the iceberg and that it was more complicated than she or anyone else on the Ark could possibly imagine.

    The grounders. As they came to be known. Turned out to be a warrior tribe society. They believed in honor on the battlefield and that the strongest survived while the weakest among them died. They saw the 100 as a threat that needed to be wiped out. However, Clarke led the charge and fought back against them. She had just wiped out their army using the dropship's engines. When gas surrounded the area and knocked everyone out cold. That was when Clarke learned that Mount Weather also held its own society. They were the descendants of the American government or at least those that made it to the bunker before the bombs fell anyway. They believed that the surface was their birthright and that one day they would return. With the help of Clarke and her group. It turned out that a hundred or so years in space had made everyone on the Ark immune to radiation. At least low level solar radiation anyway. It was an issue for those within Mount Weather given the fact that they had spent a hundred or so years underground. They effectively became allergic to sunlight and could not survive outside of the mountain walls.

    Clarke wanted to believe that they were their saviors. She so desperately wanted them to be as they appeared. Peaceful people that just wanted to restore humanity. But Clarke felt something was wrong right from the word go and she escaped and learned the truth about the mountain men. When she learned the truth. Clarke assembled a grounder army and marched on Mount Weather. They were about to attack when Lexa, the commander of the army and of the grounders, betrayed Clarke and left her to deal with mount Weather. That night Clarke made a choice that stained her soul in blood for all time. She killed everyone in that mountain. Everyone. Just to save everyone she cared about the most. That night Clarke vowed to herself that she would never take another life and that she would spent the rest of her years trying to find forgiveness. At least that was the hope anyway.

    Thankfully, Morhall was nothing like Mount Weather. In fact, Clarke had heard that they were in need of some medical help and supplies. In her mission to find forgiveness and to help others. Clarke decided to make her way up the mountain with a small cargo crate full of medical supplies. She also was going to offer her services as a medic to whoever needed help healing wounds or illnesses. Just as a blizzard started to hit the mountain. Clarke made it to the watchtower. The entrance to Morhall itself. She made her way through the main gate and started to take off her winter protection. She then stood and waited to see if she was welcomed by a greeting party or if she was going to be left to her own devices.
     
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  2. Maes Hughes

    Maes Hughes Fullmetal Alchemist

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    Father
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    In your heart
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    Human
    Age:
    29
    Alignment:
    Lawful Good
    Maes had been walking out in town with his daughter Elicia who was looking around and spotted Clark coming in with her supplies and removing of winter gear "Look daddy" she said and pointed to Clarke, and Maes looked over and saw her. "Hello there, do you need any help. I'm the Quaestor, one of the leaders so I'm sure I can be of service" he commented with a smile and a wave as they worked over towards the girl.

    When they got there Elicia smiled at Clarke "Hi I'm Elicia" she said cutely and Maes smiled "I'm Maes Hughes, welcome to Morhall. What brings you to our lovely hole in the ground" joked Hughes as he wondered what she was doing with all that stuff. She could've easily called ahead and someone would've helped her bring the stuff into the city, but something told him that she was a driven girl so he wouldn't pry too much.
     
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  3. Gerold Hirschberg

    Gerold Hirschberg Inglourious Basterds

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    Gender:
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    Occupation:
    Ex-Guerrilla Warrior/Hunter
    Location:
    Morhall
    Race:
    Human and Proud!
    Age:
    20 (+2)
    The hard times might have been over for a few months, this much was true. In its place, there would be time instead to calm down, restock old foodstuffs, gather up firewood, and the like. A normal, peaceful routine that even a little kid could get interested in.


    However, a part of Gerold would always remain watchful for trouble, and it was this part that led him to keep an eye on Maes and his daughter as the new girl came in. Both eyes, even, whether or not that same girl had brought in some valued medical supplies along with her. This little group would be able to interact in peace, yes...but not without him watching the newcomer closely from the shadows.


    After all, since the 'nice ones' could cause trouble just as badly as the 'mean', he wasn't about to let his guard down so fast.

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    Mood: Got my eyes on you!
    Tags: @Clarke Griffin // @Maes Hughes
     
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  4. Clarke Griffin

    Clarke Griffin The 100

    Posts:
    94
    Gender:
    Female
    Occupation:
    Doctor/Healer
    Location:
    Cascade Bay
    Race:
    Human
    Age:
    18
    Alignment:
    Lawful Good
    Directory:
    link
    When Clarke was greeted by a man and his daughter. She had just finished taking off her winter gear and was in the midst of unpacking the medical supplies. The young medic was even starting to belief that she would have to sort herself out. Because no one had come to greet her thus far. But then the man introduced himself and his daughter, Maes and Elicia. Which made Clarke look up from her task at hand with a slight frown upon her face. Clarke took a moment to look at Elicia and she was remained of all the innocent people back in mount weather. None of whom had the first idea what was going on in the world. Granted, they knew the story and the history. They knew that the world outside was a dangerous place. They also knew that they would return to the surface one day and help rebuild what was left of humanity. But they didn't quite understand the importance of it.

    At least not yet. At that age it was just an interesting story the grown ups used as a learning tool or even a horror story to get them to stay in line. None of them thought or knew that one day the danger would make it into their door and one day end their lives before they had truly begun. Clarke did not want to do it. She wanted to help and safe everyone. But those in charge of Mount Weather gave her no choice in the matter and she acted to safe her own people...and in truth safe herself. All those lives lost when they did not need to be. So much potential gone. Because the people in charge were to stubborn or too unreasonable to listen to reason. So much death and loss. It was enough to drive anyone insane with guilt and remorse. But Clarke could not afford to go to pieces. Not back home or here. That was how she was going to find penance some other way.

    Clarke moved over toward Maes and Elicia and then crouched down to be eye level with Elicia. She then pulled a pony shaped chocolate out from her sleeve and handed it to the young girl. She then stood up back to Maes eye level and offered him slight smile. One lace with a hint of sadness "My name's Clarke Griffin and I'm a healer. People down below have been saying that your people are in need of medical help? I'm here to do what I can for them and to bring you medical supplies if you need them." Clarke's voice was stern and to the point. Yet there was respect and honesty within her tone. She truly wanted to help without any cost for her services. It might not be much or be enough to wipe the blood from her soul. But it was a start and Clarke wanted to start somewhere.
     
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  5. Maes Hughes

    Maes Hughes Fullmetal Alchemist

    Posts:
    36
    Gender:
    Male
    Occupation:
    Father
    Location:
    In your heart
    Race:
    Human
    Age:
    29
    Alignment:
    Lawful Good
    The girl seemed to react strangely to Elicia, almost sad in some fashion. Maybe she'd lost someone close to her that Elicia reminded her of, maybe they were just back at home and they were missing the person because they were now in Pandora alone. It didn't help to speculate such things right now, it seemed Clarke Griffin was here for important things. Though her first name was odd, but who was he one to judge a person by such things.

    "Sounds good, we could use your help. We don't always have the fanciness that Pandora Town has, so whatever help you can offer would be great" replied Maes to the young women who looked like she held the eyes of someone that had gone through a lot in her life. Much like Maes' own desire to be a better person so as not to bring the terrible nature of the war he had to live through. And the lives he had to take because of the orders of his superiors, much of what he did back then was something he could never forgive himself for.

    However with help from his friends Roy and Riza, both of whom lived through the same horrors. Not to mention his lovely wife and beautiful daughter as well, who helped him get past all that to a certain degree. Not that he'd ever forget but at least he could continue on with life, making sure that never had to occur to his family and those around him.
     
  6. Gerold Hirschberg

    Gerold Hirschberg Inglourious Basterds

    Posts:
    446
    Gender:
    male
    Occupation:
    Ex-Guerrilla Warrior/Hunter
    Location:
    Morhall
    Race:
    Human and Proud!
    Age:
    20 (+2)

    Right before the 'official' introductions and opening statements between Maes and this newcomer, just about every fiber in Gerold's being whispered Red Alert, Conflict Imminent. He'd kept his Bowie knife at the ready just as he'd seen Stiglitz do all those years ago, a silent glare threatening to overcome him as he watched this girl's every move from the shadows.


    Until she introduced herself as a Healer, that is.


    Once that piece of info got out there, the warning signs in his mind started powering themselves down, leaving him to slip the knife back down into his left boot without betraying his location. Of course. She had to be one of the good ones, otherwise she might not have come.


    In theory, anyway.


    Still, it was clear that neither Hughes nor the little girl would be in any immediate danger. In turn, that would leave him to slip away from his corner without a sound, and then sneak around all three of them to the main entrance so that it would look like he'd just happened to come along completely by chance. After that, he would be free to help carry any supplies that this girl wished to bring inside, and maybe also hear a little news of what might be happening in the other towns.


    Provided, as always, that he didn't scare her into silence first.




    words: 227
    mood: At ease...for now.