Ok, a release! Because I'm using the bleeding-edge pyprp (don't know WHY but, might have something to do with my close ties to the devs
) a few things are odd, and a few things (after the alc-script overhaul) I don't know how to use. The result; you'll have to make due with no camera-regions in this version of the hut.
The shiny wood of the bent-wood bark-stripped support timbers is on meant to be like that.
Some of the textures/materials in the room are not complete yet:
lamp-shaft(needs to be shiny gold),
tv--*clears throat* I mean the control-panel is untextured,
chair-legs need work.
Now about everything being bright and strange looking in there... it's a lighting problem that needs some fixing--oh and Justin I can't do anything based on lighting until you tell me what kind of lamp that mystery-lamp stuck to the ceiling is(I think it should be hanging), and could you give me a list of all the different Yinfara will be in(just something like; purple nighttime(duskish light), rain(very dark)).
Download age here:
http://lontahv.googlepages.com/Yinfara_LinkInHut_v.18.zipBut I was thinking about how different the glass-hut and this hut are and I was thinking about a way to explain it.
What about if the glass-hut its self is a sacred object--it was there when the islanders came--it was really from a race before but they don't know this--and the islanders would go there to decode the messages from the skies. They would think that this building was from the seas/sky(not sure which yet) given to them by god(s). There would have to be a very strong religion on this island because the forces of nature are very strong and stunning.
The forest is the kind of place where you think you see something and then it's gone--it seems magical--almost bewitched when the rain is pounding on the leaves above you, and you feel as if there are people around you--shapes in the nothingness of the darkness. Then when the rain clears everything seems normal again, all your imagined shapes are gone as well as your fears, and the forest seems comfortable.
I think there should be a rocky out-cropping and in the shadow of the outcropping (where the rock meets the ground) there should be a cave. This cave should have some long-dead islanders and some parchment with stuff written on it--holy scriptures and comments by these people (monks?). This cave--as with all things in the forest you should stumble on once, and never really find it again. The forest still(even to us) has some magic about it. Where the islanders right in thinking there where spirits in the forest? Who knows.
Here's a sample account of finding the bodies(monks?) by someone who got lost in the forest(me?), hope it gives you an idea of what I was jabbering about farther up:
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"...so, I ventured out into the forest once again hoping to see one of those rare birds that inhabit it.
"I had walked about five minutes away from the nearest path when I heard a CRASH followed by a distant BOOM. The sky got very dark and the air grew warm and humid, then I heard another crash. I had never been in the forest when it was raining and, was quite curious.
"I heard another CRASH and then I heard the sound of the rain pattering on the leaves above me. The forest had grown so dark that I could barely see a tree 10 yards away. The dark greenish fog had closed around and I could not see any land-marks; it looked like I was going to be stranded in the forest for quite a long time.
"The first few minutes of the storm went pretty well until I got the idea to look around me and try to make out trees in the fog, at that point the rain was coming through the leaves of the canopy and I was getting drenched. Then looming though the dark mist I though I saw a giant shape moving toward me. I can not explain it now, but then I felt a great terror of that shape. I ran though forest in a direction that I do not remember. I was not running anywhere in particular just away from that shape. As I was running I felt something reach out and grab my pocket and rip it; I kept running--it must have just been a branch, recalling, but at the time it seemed to be some demon grabbing at my clothes. I continued running until I suddenly heard a departing BOOM as the storm stopped as quickly as it had started.
"There I stood, lost in the forest feeling very stupid for being scared by a storm. Then I saw a gray object though the trunks of the trees. I walked closer to take a better look; it was an outcropping of rock. I climbed the steep leaf covered bank until I reached what looked like a cave shadowed by the large gray rock covered with moss and lichen. I entered the cool cavity to find some bits of wood; on closer in inspection they looked like some kind of carved objects. Putting them down I ventured farther into the cave. I fumbled around and found what felt like two large bags filled with firewood, then I felt a thin flexible sheet. Dragging the lot out I discovered that there where two plainly-dressed skeletons, and a sheet of parchment. The parchment was covered with writing, I could only make out bits and passages of it and this is what one line said:
'(it) has been decided by us (it is) wrong to copy (architecture?) of the old-one (unknown words) ...I think that the old-one must have brought (strange word--looks something like "thing of both fire and water and sky") for (our) use.'
"I will translate more at some later date, but at that time I needed to work on getting un-lost."
I hope you like it.
I hope it's given you an idea of what I mean about the forest.
~Lontahv
Currently getting some ink on my hands over at the Guild Of Ink-Makers (PyPRP2).