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Welcome! My name is TAP and I'm utilizing this blog to archive role-play instances in Guild Wars 2 involving my Asuran character, Xeck Jovan. I also post journal entries that my friends make for their characters.
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Monday, March 31, 2014
Saturday, March 1, 2014
]-[Record 1 of Experiment 27] by Xeck Jovan-[
I keep reminding myself that I need to write down my experiences in this journal for the sake of research. So far my other past experiments with my Krewe haven't gone so well. We haven't hit a vast success rate in our testing and data. My Krewe is planning on something else more prospective; going out and testing the waters to see if there is some innovation that hasn't been acted on yet. So far there are a multitude of Krewes that are ahead on research that we haven't even brushed up on, and it is concerning. I feared that we might never come together as a Krewe again if our next project doesn't work out.
In prospect of a new, slightly less ambitious experiment, my Krewe put together idea to test out a weather changing device. In order to achieve this though, we needed to analyze meteorologic conditions in other areas of Tyria to gain perspective on native weather climates. I 'volunteered' out of a vote, to go out into the Norn moutain lands, the Charr desert area, and the human civilization which were all accessible by our race's gates. My colleagues had, I feel, a more relaxed agenda of measuring weather fluctuations and conditions in areas that are fair this time of year.
I set out with Anemometer and several other instruments in hand to record data during my travels. My trip was dull at first, freezing in Norn winter for my first day. I later found a kind Norn who didn't mind my data searching, and he even assisted me in getting through the northern part of the Wayfarer Foothills. There were several times where I was nearly frozen when he would respond, "It's not cold, it's warm". I couldn't tell if he was joking or being serious. All I know is that he saved me from the brutal north environment more times than I can count.
I spent minimal time in Charr territory my second day. It was dry, and hot. I was able to get good measured readings from the Black Citadel. I aided the Charr in some locations, and had headed back to Rata Sum quickly to process the data.
I need to add a note to my research that spirits of the dead have a major affect on atmospheric disturbances*.
My third day of research in the field was the most intriguing. My day started off in the human civilization of Divinity's reach. The weather was fair, generally speaking. I decided that besides the normal reading of instruments and gear, I should also get human input on the weather as well. I was there in the city, running around seeing if anyone would answer my questions and inquires as to whether the weather changed or not since the past few days. No one stopped to pay mind however. I even found a few of my people there (other Asurans) but they were busy with work. There was however, a particular fellow. I ran into him during my rampant run about looking for humans who would comply to my questioning. He was an Asura like me, but had a different look about him. He stopped walking when I spoke to him. My first reaction was that of jubilation, and I asked him if he could help with my research and answer a few questions. After conversing a bit, mainly on the topic of human behavior, he had to go run a few errands, but invited me to join him to a tavern sometime in the future for a drink. When I ran into him again it was only an hour later, when I was desperately trying to gain attention from the humans by using fireworks. It didn't really help and the humans either jumped back in surprise or awe, and one lady who I had stopped to question was about to ignore me. "I don't talk to oversized mice" She remarked with the rudest tone ever. My newly made friend helped me out. He simply bowed, and spoke to her plainly and was able to get a response out of the bookah more than I have ever hoped. Xeilas, the one who understood my predicament, really decided to help me out more than I had expected. He even gave me advice as to how to talk to humans, "You can't ask them a question for the sake of science, humans don't have scientific ambition. Instead you should ask them simple questions about themselves or their lives, without confusing them." This was an interesting lesson, to learn how to socialize with humans.
But just as soon as success had hit for me, Xeilas and I ran into a sight to behold; two beasts were fighting in front of the city's bank... (To be continued...)
In prospect of a new, slightly less ambitious experiment, my Krewe put together idea to test out a weather changing device. In order to achieve this though, we needed to analyze meteorologic conditions in other areas of Tyria to gain perspective on native weather climates. I 'volunteered' out of a vote, to go out into the Norn moutain lands, the Charr desert area, and the human civilization which were all accessible by our race's gates. My colleagues had, I feel, a more relaxed agenda of measuring weather fluctuations and conditions in areas that are fair this time of year.
I set out with Anemometer and several other instruments in hand to record data during my travels. My trip was dull at first, freezing in Norn winter for my first day. I later found a kind Norn who didn't mind my data searching, and he even assisted me in getting through the northern part of the Wayfarer Foothills. There were several times where I was nearly frozen when he would respond, "It's not cold, it's warm". I couldn't tell if he was joking or being serious. All I know is that he saved me from the brutal north environment more times than I can count.
I spent minimal time in Charr territory my second day. It was dry, and hot. I was able to get good measured readings from the Black Citadel. I aided the Charr in some locations, and had headed back to Rata Sum quickly to process the data.
I need to add a note to my research that spirits of the dead have a major affect on atmospheric disturbances*.
My third day of research in the field was the most intriguing. My day started off in the human civilization of Divinity's reach. The weather was fair, generally speaking. I decided that besides the normal reading of instruments and gear, I should also get human input on the weather as well. I was there in the city, running around seeing if anyone would answer my questions and inquires as to whether the weather changed or not since the past few days. No one stopped to pay mind however. I even found a few of my people there (other Asurans) but they were busy with work. There was however, a particular fellow. I ran into him during my rampant run about looking for humans who would comply to my questioning. He was an Asura like me, but had a different look about him. He stopped walking when I spoke to him. My first reaction was that of jubilation, and I asked him if he could help with my research and answer a few questions. After conversing a bit, mainly on the topic of human behavior, he had to go run a few errands, but invited me to join him to a tavern sometime in the future for a drink. When I ran into him again it was only an hour later, when I was desperately trying to gain attention from the humans by using fireworks. It didn't really help and the humans either jumped back in surprise or awe, and one lady who I had stopped to question was about to ignore me. "I don't talk to oversized mice" She remarked with the rudest tone ever. My newly made friend helped me out. He simply bowed, and spoke to her plainly and was able to get a response out of the bookah more than I have ever hoped. Xeilas, the one who understood my predicament, really decided to help me out more than I had expected. He even gave me advice as to how to talk to humans, "You can't ask them a question for the sake of science, humans don't have scientific ambition. Instead you should ask them simple questions about themselves or their lives, without confusing them." This was an interesting lesson, to learn how to socialize with humans.
But just as soon as success had hit for me, Xeilas and I ran into a sight to behold; two beasts were fighting in front of the city's bank... (To be continued...)
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