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|| Mushroom for Improvement ||
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Date: August 17, 2024, 5:47 pm
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Spring was quick to close in on the heels of winter, seasons
here passed differently that he had back in the Isles. The
sharpness of the air cut deep into ones lungs, burrowing icy
tendrils into each breath. Thankfully the sun was starting it's
journey ever closer, lending aid to warm anyone who was graced
by the the rays that dodge the clouds that circled over head.
Liquid sunlight poured out over the rows of fresh tilled earth
that had been diligently tended by the caring hands of those who
lived within the Nymph's Song. The greenhouse had served them
well over the winter but now the time had shifted to prepare for
the coming season of springtime. A time of fresh growth. Nita
hope that this would be true for herself her as well, though it
would be much more trying than tossing a seed into the ground
and hoping something sprouted. Soul's took more tending than
plants... Shame she never had much of a green thumb to begin
with, well unless a damp log and mushrooms were involved of
course!
She unfortunately didn't have much experience as an adventurer
to share with her newfound party but she was always quick to
lend a hand where ever they may need it, even if her bumbling
proved to be more work than help. Everyone here seemed rather
patient, despite her shortcomings. For that she was immensely
grateful. Back home she had always been seen as a bit of a
charity case, messing more up than she ever provided; she was
accustomed to being bounced around from job to job, everyone
either too polite to criticize or too busy to show her a better
way.. What her journey had taught her thus far is that what she
really needed was some guidance.
This place she had found herself in was just as bustling and
busy as back home but it had some striking dissimilarities. The
work to be done was not unlike back home, chores and the like
all needing to be done. After talking with some of the others
Nita was shocked to have learned the history of what was now The
Nymph's Song, both the building had been restored and changed
forever more by the group she now knew at Nullitas. An odd bunch
to say the least but they had all been welcoming to both herself
and Myka. It seemed like she was meant to find these people, or
rather that Robbie had found them amidst the swamp. She had been
able to expand what she knew about these strange Ants that had
been plaguing her home as well as swap information with this
group who seemed just as invested in the matter. Her heart wept
for one of the head of the group upon hearing what had become of
his sister, knowing that very well could of happened to her
brother Cremini had she not interfered as she had... She
shuttered at the thought. Tragedy seemed to weigh heavy upon
this group, it made her feel ill prepared to try and speak up or
offer insight while she was still so green by comparison to
their own struggles.
All the same she was happy to have a roof over her head and
happily joined the guild in their name hoping, that with time
she would be able to prove her worth. Setting time aside each
day to help with menial tasks, when the others were occupied
with more important tasks. With Uriah's help she had helped
propagate stacked logs to grow various mushrooms for the clan's
kitchen for meals and medicinal uses; though Soghya had
persuaded her to add some of a more recreational nature as well.
Nita wiped at the dewy sweat upon her brow, smudging her face
with fresh soil from the garden. She stood triumphantly a the
end of the row she had been weeding with her hands resting upon
her hips as she gazed down at her work. Her pride of course was
fleeting as she happened to catch a glance at Uriah moving about
with an effortless easy only a woodland druid could possess as
he had prepped his five rows compared to her one. Her cheeks
inflated frustrated for a moment before she sighed trying to
brush it off. He has longer legs, of course he works faster. But
honestly she couldn't discredit he work, Uriah worked hard and
Nita could only aspire hope in keeping up with the force of
nature that he was out in the fields.
After the brief moment of deflation she concluded it was time to
take a short break and refresh herself before tending to the
next row. Walking to the edge of the field she found a length of
log to sit upon and began rummaging around in her side pouch
pulling out the makings of a gnomish picnic. Sweet blueberry
honey mead she carried in a leather corked water skin
accompanied a substantial wedge of aged cheese whose rind was
made with the spores of mushrooms giving it a rich earthiness,
different to some of the cheeses she'd sampled in her time in
Yarrow this reminded her instead of home. Nita also pulled forth
an assortment of dried fruits, berries, salted nuts and jerky to
round out of the small mid-morning meal, always careful to keep
several helpings on her person for others like Myka so that she
never had to hesitate to share. A meal was always best shared
after all!
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Re: || Mushroom for Improvement ||
DIR By: WickedOne
Date: September 9, 2024, 11:54 am
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Myka spent most of his orientation period watching and listening
from the nice garden house in the back of the building. The
dryad tending the garden, Soghya, was incredibly powerful and
knew how to grow very strong grass. It was after a few days of
this lifestyle that he was in full support of Nita joining up
too, that way, they could both reap the benefits as long as they
wanted, after all, this was way better than mucking around in
the isles, even with the caveat of this place being much more
peopley.
The thought of more interaction than necessary sent chills up
Myka's spine but he found that as long as he kept a low profile,
nobody questioned him much at all, in fact, he opted to remain
in his mask and cloak most times because it helped him blend in
better than just being a tall, rabbit-man. Myka's thoughts
carried his gaze over to the plentiful garden that Soghya had
enchanted to regrow weekly instead of seasonally.
Unlimited food, drink, and as much grass as I can smoke, what
could be better? Myka thought to himself, immeasurably pleased.
Perhaps I'll take a nap, then smoke, then-. His thoughts were
cut short as he noticed Nita, waist deep in dirt, while she
helped to sow the seeds of the next full harvest. There was a
moment where Myka began to feel something stir at his breast and
he knew it was too late to turn away from this feeling. Guilt.
Myka's lips curled as if he had eaten something rotten and he
felt his body being forced up.
"Oh well." Myka mumbled to himself. "A little time in the sun is
still something I needed to do today anyway." His lie didn't
even convince himself as he begrudgingly joined Nita in her
endeavor. At the very least she might make cheesecake as a thank
you, he thought as his shovel like claws began to bore into the
earth. Myka's paws dug into the soil so quickly, he finished
setting up all the holes for the rest of the field before the
others got halfway done with sowing.
With the guilty feeling subverted and a new food related favor
tucked into his pocket, Myka wandered off once more to the
greenhouse, scarcely saying a word unless prompted by Nita.
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Re: || Mushroom for Improvement ||
DIR By: WickedOne
Date: September 9, 2024, 6:09 pm
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Boy oh boy did Myka make this work look easy, even by Uriah's
work standards. Goes to show that when the hare applied himself
he really could go the distance. Nita had always found herself
impressed by such feats, wanting in turn to do her best and
bring something worth while into the mix! She was just still
finding out what that something was yet is all... After she had
watched him help, Nita rushed him from behind to wrap her arms
round beneath his shoulders to give him a quick squeeze. Gnomes
were known to be quite physical in their affections so this
wasn't uncommon though she hadn't done so in a while. "You're a
good friend." She reminded him, grateful he had been the one to
come along for this strange and exciting venture out beyond the
isles. She knew Myka was out of his usual element but it seemed
he was doing well enough here while settling in, was nice to
also see him chipping in a little even though he was used to
doing things on his own.
There were a few people like that here; meaning those that kept
more to themselves. There was such a wide array of personalities
here it felt a lot like back at home only, smaller, yet bigger
in some ways? "When I bake later you can have the first slice."
Acknowledging their unspoken agreement the two seemed to know
all too well. "Thank you for all your hard work today!" She said
releasing him and giving a small formal bow. A phrase often
said back home as a pleasantry to excuse people at the end of
days work. She remembered being told it an awful lot, even on
the days where she made more work than she managed to ever help
with... Despite being nervous to leave and being a bit homesick,
it was also sort of nice knowing that she could try without
everyone around her believing the preconception that she would
inevitably fail. If she didn't do something the 'right way'
here, she didn't just get shuffled to a different job to save
face; people actually took the time to help her get a little
better at the task with each try.
She glanced over at the others who were just finishing up and
heading back towards the edge of the fields, should she tell
them the same? Would it be a weird cultural thing, would she
embarrass herself? Her thoughts began swirling in her head
making her feel dizzy with hesitation. Unsure if she should go
over or not and try to get to know everyone better.
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Re: || Mushroom for Improvement ||
DIR By: WickedOne
Date: September 9, 2024, 6:57 pm
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Myka gave an awkward pause as he endured Nita's niceties. It
wasn't that they were a negative thing to him, on the contrary,
it gave him a bit of comfort that she felt close enough to him
to include him in her silly rituals. He would have left anyway
but the words of encouragement were a welcome addition. Of
course, Myka had no way to actually formulate feelings that
complex without sounding like he was completely scatter brained.
A simple "thanks" seemed to suffice but his ears betrayed his
bluff as they shifted at the mention of baking. "I will gladly
take first dibs." Myka said with his signature dryness. It was
difficult to read Myka without really knowing what went on in
his mind and Nita may be the only person with that knowledge,
hence why they made such an effective team. The combination of
Nita's drive and powerful magic coupled with Myka's skill and
physical prowess made them nearly unstoppable as a team.
This success together didn't translate directly to working with
a much bigger group though. This guild business sure was team
oriented, regardless of what one of the leaders, Damian,
described as a 'freeform' way of operation, at the end of the
day, the people in this clan had to respect the tenets of the
clan or they weren't actually serving their comrades. The
circular thinking exhausted Myka. He preferred to think of
himself as a mercenary of sorts, a freelancer that gets paid for
his services and his silence depending on what needed doing. As
he hefted another plump fig toward his mouth, Myka's ears shook
again.
Wait, he wondered, are they even paying me? Myka collapsed,
dejected, and lay on the earth, gazing into the clear sky. Nah,
he thought to himself, this view and safety is payment enough.
He instinctively raised his hand and bit into the fig, another
reminder of a form of payment. Okay, Myka thought, dropping his
ears in guilt, this is a well paying job, in its own way. Just
as he was considering sleeping in the patch of overgrown grass,
the smell of Nita's baking carried him to his feet. Myka leapt
up to the window in silent excitement, forgetting the door
entirely, before speaking as if he'd been there the whole time.
"Smells great." Myka's voice called out from the window
positioned in Nita's blind spot, startling the poor thing.
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Re: || Mushroom for Improvement ||
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Date: September 9, 2024, 7:49 pm
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Nita was just begining to tidy up some of her implements of
baking percariously balancing a tall stack of baking tins,
mixing bowls and measuring cups nearly as tall as herself
navigating her way towards the sink to give them a wash. Of
course this was ill timed as Myka suddenly startled her causing
the tower she held in her hands to wobble dangerously before
several objects began tumbling down around her. Myka easily
caught several before running out of hands, the final bowl
landing square on Nitas head with a resounding THWANG!
Even without being able to see anything above the tip of her
freckled nose, it was plain to see she was a bit miffed her
bottom lip stuck out in a scowling pout her hands on her hips.
"Myka'heil!" She chastised through a laugh as she swatted at his
playfully with a wooden spoon. "You startled me!"
Removing the bowl from her head she proceeded to attempt to wipe
some of the batter that had soil her by dabbing with a nearby
wash towel, missing a smidgen near her temple, not unlike the
dirt she had managed to make a mess of her cheek with earlier.
Nita was always a bit of a hot mess in that regard.
"You're just in time, I was just about to take the tarts out of
the oven." She said slipping on a pair of comically large oven
mittens before she went to retrieve the tray of goodies, the
homey scents filling the kitchen. Seems she had made enough for
everyone to have seconds, possibly thirds. Gnome math.
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DIR By: WickedOne
Date: September 9, 2024, 8:52 pm
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Myka quickly stacked the bowls he caught onto a nearby table
while scurrying over to help his friend up. "Sorry." Myka said
plainly as he gave Nita a hand. After the two got settled, Nita
brought out the goods. Myka was excited when she brought out 1
large, decorative serving tray but was absolutely blown away
when she produced three more that were just as heaped as the
first.
Myka anxiously agreed to help Nita get the goodies to the main
hall, noting an individually wrapped plate just for him. Just as
the two left the kitchen, the sound of gasps and panic could be
heard from the main entry. Amid the growing chaos of the scene,
Myka noticed as the barkeep, Sera, flagging the concerned
patrons and workers, all of whom drew their gazes onto her
alone.
[color=blue]"Don't worry everyone, it's... uh, friendly." The
blue hued woman soothed.
Just as instantly as things got agitated, things settled as Sera
swung open the hinged glass of the window everyone was staring
at. Suddenly, a flash of black wings and prickly limbs dove
above the heads of those between them. It was Carrion! The
reaction of the people was founded as Carrion would seem quite
shocking to those ignorant of her pedigree. With a massive,
human skull as a sort of crustacean-like home and bumpy spikes
and spines growing naturally through the cracks of it's shell.
This horrific image was accented with the long, powerful looking
legs that protruded from Carrion's shell, threatening to slash
anything that got in her way.
The creature gave a high pitched call much like a bat but it was
harmonized with a purring undertone, like a house cat. Carrion
flew right into Myka, knocking the wind from his lungs a bit but
Myka didn't seem bothered one bit, in fact, he was showing
actual excitement and happiness in greeting his partner, no
matter how revolting others found her. It was in these moments
that Myka's true nature shown, something he just wasn't able of
doing with other people.
"There, there." Myka shushed as he stroke the now shivering
insect's gnarly head. Carrion became settled almost instantly at
Myka's touch. This level of understanding with another creature
was known as H'allum Te'sche, a Hengyo name meaning Siblings of
the Earth. This word is used to describe a bond between Hengyo
Spirit Callers and their chosen familiar. While Carrion was
technically a familiar, her bond with Myka was a bit more
complex because, due to an ancestral treaty signed in the times
when the gods roamed the earth, Carrion, or more accurately,
Carrion's bloodline, has been bred for what could be over
thousands of years ago. This also means that Carrion's presence
is a symbiotic relationship with Myka, not a simple subservient
one. This is due to Myka also having a stake in the ancient laws
claiming that among caring for Carrion and whatever subsequent
brood she may produce, he must also feed them exclusively with
his own life force. Granted, as time progresses and the Hallum
Tesche deepens, the pair begin to be able to share life force
between one another as well as each insect in the brood. While
rules for the various sub clans of Hengyo animal spirit callers
varies, granting different combinations of powers and abilities
as time goes on, much like a Warlock serving their Patron. In
this sense, Myka and Carrion were one in the same, each giving
and taking from the other in a perfect balance to best
understand one another and grow their combined strength.
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Date: September 9, 2024, 9:24 pm
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"Oh Care-bear," Nita said laughing softly as she watched Carrion
being soothed by Myka as lovingly as any family member could.
While not everyone saw past some of the less appealing factors
of Carrion's appearance Nita had always been a special
exception, keeping treats in her pockets for the creature when
she knew she'd be around, much like she did for her handler
Myka. Sometimes she envied their relationship they had such a
deep connection to one anotherl inseparable, she simply couldn't
imagine one without the other. Though Nita too processed a
unique sort of kinship of her own, rather than a symbiotic one
Nita would be considered something closer to a host for the
spores she produced, someday she and they would be one in the
same. A spore druids true calling. Unlike Myka she didn't have
as much field tested training. Outside of their travels here and
a few odds and end jobs Nita hadn't yet mastered her own
abilities, but her confidence in trying to learn had boosted ten
fold since she first set out.
Nita smiled warmly as she began flittering about the room,
offering up a sizable caramelize tart to each member of the
nymph song and nullitas respectively. "Sorry Sera, Carrie is
still figuring out how the windows work." She said
apologetically as she placed the offering of the sweet treat
before her before moving to hand them out one by one. Those who
weren't working or where on break joined them in the dining
hall. "Everyone help yourselves there's plenty to share!" Nita
of course took care to set Myka's aside for him, it had extra
figs on top.
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Date: September 11, 2024, 9:05 pm
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"Oh Care-bear," Nita said laughing softly as she watched Carrion
being soothed by Myka as lovingly as any family member could.
While not everyone saw past some of the less appealing factors
of Carrion's appearance Nita had always been a special
exception, keeping treats in her pockets for the creature when
she knew she'd be around, much like she did for her handler
Myka. Sometimes she envied their relationship they had such a
deep connection to one anotherl inseparable, she simply couldn't
imagine one without the other. Though Nita too processed a
unique sort of kinship of her own, rather than a symbiotic one
Nita would be considered something closer to a host for the
spores she produced, someday she and they would be one in the
same. A spore druids true calling. Unlike Myka she didn't have
as much field tested training. Outside of their travels here and
a few odds and end jobs Nita hadn't yet mastered her own
abilities, but her confidence in trying to learn had boosted ten
fold since she first set out.
Nita smiled warmly as she began flittering about the room,
offering up a sizable caramelize tart to each member of the
nymph song and nullitas respectively. "Sorry Sera, Carrie is
still figuring out how the windows work." She said
apologetically as she placed the offering of the sweet treat
before her before moving to hand them out one by one. Those who
weren't working or where on break joined them in the dining
hall. "Everyone help yourselves there's plenty to share!" Nita
of course took care to set Myka's aside for him, it had extra
figs on top.
Nita watched quietly eating over by Myka, she still was warming
up to simply interjecting herself into anything just yet. Her
gaze watched as the others chatted and ate, some passing through
on their way to work others staying for a while. One such member
of the Nymph's song crew to pass by and snag a treat was the
infamous maid Rak'gnar. Nita watched as the maid carried a huge
hamper of laundry on one shoulder, use her free hand to pinch
one of the tarts up before popping it into her mouth in one
quick bite. [move][color=black][font=georgia][size=11pt]WHOA!
She was so cool!!!![/move]
[color=black][font=georgia][size=11pt]Nita watched on with
twinkly eyes as the maid proceeded to coolly converse with
Uriah. "I wish I had that kind of presence." Nita said with a
small sigh, she had stopped midway through her second tart all
together, looking a bit dejected. She could feel Myka's
wandering eyes falling to her and instinctively offered up the
remainder of the treat to him. "If I had confidence like that,"
She said referencing Rak'gnar. "I could talk to someone like
Uriah. He's so handsome and hardworking; it's no wonder women
are always flocking to him." She muttered referencing how he
always seemed to have the slews of patrons as well as everyone
else who liked to hang around to watch him tend the fields in
tow. Even the illustrious Ms. Millienara had started hanging
around him. Nita could scarcely bring herself to approach the
man with small talk let alone pay him a compliment of that
nature. Or really anyone that was too pretty... which
unfortunately everyone here seemed so pretty. It was almost
dizzying!
"I don't know why I'm complaining to you, you're handsome you
wouldn't get it." Nita said poking Myka in the cheek as he
chewed annoyingly as she sometimes did as she pouted slightly.
"And I'm sure you're gonna say 'but Nita, how would you know
that? You've probably never even met other Harengons.' To which
I would say 'I've met three- including you! The previous two I
met were also quite dashing- all be it they were women and I'm
not particularly attracted to the opposite sex so I suppose the
comparison might be a little imperfect, but that's not really
all that important now is it-" She stopped very abruptly upon
realizing something. "Oh my goodness golly I'm nervous ranting
again aren't I?.." She said embarrassed as she recoiled pulling
the wide brim of her hat down to cover her face as a deep blush
swept out across her cheeks and raced across the bridge of her
nose to meet up with the other size.
In that moment Nita realized she may not have been wholly
truthful to Myka when he had asked her if she had been with
anyone; she had half tried to save face and mentioned the bard
that played in the tavern back home. She had felt embarrassed at
the time, not wanting to be seen as a failure in love along with
anything else she tried her hand at... but she hadn't shared the
actual story of the short lived fling, if it could even have
been called as such. Ugh, It had to have been about three years
back Nita had gone to the tavern to catch up with some of her
sisters. Amidst the candied apple ales as well as a bit of
prompting from her sisters, she had gathered up enough courage
to go and talk to him. He was handsome, well handsome enough for
a gnome in a village where everyone knew everyone anyway..
Though that's where the problem arose. They had a few dates,
Nita had told him she wanted to take things slow, they did
little more than hold hands honestly but he was nice and made
her feel special. Even going so far as to have written a song
about her; or so she had thought... later on she came to find
out after hearing her sister Puff ranting about the 'audacity'
of someone as short as him to have tried to come on to her by
singing some dopey song he claims to have written 'just for
her.' Same freaking song he had made such claims about to her,
she had never felt so stupid and honestly hadn't tried to put
herself back out there since.
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Myka and Nita have a special dynamic that uniquely suits them
both. Often, when Nita feel into a slump of self denial and
light impostor syndrome, Myka would listen intently with
carefully held eye contact. This was where Myka excelled since
he wasn't a very talkative person nor did he tend to give good
advice but when Nita got into a spiral like she currently was,
it was always nice to have someone to vent to, which, like it or
not, became Myka's role in their albeit odd but nonetheless deep
friendship. In between comforting caresses of Carrion and
somewhat conflicted looks of support, Myka was always on the
lookout for other people that might get tangled in the web of
conversation they were holding, regardless of how one sided it
was.
Just as it was looking like Myka might finally have to formulate
a response to Nita, a rather trimmed out human began to
approach. The well kept mustache reminded Myka that this one was
called Braun, or was it Brandon? Either way, it was clear to
Myka that it was already too late as the middle aged ranger
approached the pair, looking friendly. Myka knew he was in for a
prolonged interaction now so he tried his best to hide his
disappointment from both Nita and the newcomer.
At the edge of Myka feeling the need to say something, anything
really, Braun interjected with his somewhat bristly voice that
oozed with the harsh life of this place's outside environment.
His experience was visible to all as his hair blended to silver
in a fetching gradient that suggested graceful aging. Even
though the man was relatively well groomed with extra attention
clearly being spent on his shaved face and well sculpted
mustache, it was still clear by the loose furs and hand stitched
leather vest and pants that this was still a man of the
'outside'.
As Braun finally approached and stopped too near for Myka's
liking, the ranger gave his cordials, which were surprisingly
well said. As soon as the man opened his mouth, Myka could smell
his breath, it held the scent of ale and dried meats heavily
seasoned with black pepper. Myka, always the introvert, opted to
simply nod and lean back against the wall behind him, allowing
him some socially acceptable distance before Braun began
speaking.
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|| Small things have voices too, you just need to listen.
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Re: || Mushroom for Improvement ||
DIR By: WickedOne
Date: September 12, 2024, 10:46 am
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[glow=black,2,300][color=black][font=georgia]Braun, ex-bandit
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Braun was always one who was keen on his surroundings. He
listened to the animals around, the sounds of people milling
about, and conversation, the latter being his favorite to
absorb. As he was making his way through the Song to drop off
the commemorative rapier he bought at the Maw, he couldn't help
but overhear the new gnomish girl lamenting about something. At
first, Braun was still a little discombobulated from the portal
travel and his vision swam with the familiar lens of being drunk
but he swore he heard her mention something about needing a
boyfriend.
Always an opportunist, Braun decided to make his move to see if
he could 'help' his new clan member. Upon approaching he noticed
the Rabbit-man whose name also eluded Braun, was giving him an
analytic look, like he was trying to figure him out as well.
Further Intrigued, Braun approached with a casual demeanor.
"Hey there." Braun said in a chipper sounding voice. "How are
you two settling in around here?" Braun's intentions were a bit
skewed but his interest was at least genuine, it would be a good
ice breaker as well as some good insight on those living under
the same roof as him. "Oh," Braun said a bit embarrassed, "I
don't think we've actually had an official introduction. My
name's Braun, I, uh, don't got a last name on account of not
being given one as a kid." He gave a cool smile mostly directed
at the gnomish woman, who's cheeks were turning a shade of red
he couldn't really interpret. The uncertainty cleared however as
Braun remembered a proverb from his old bandit chief: If they're
red, take em to bed. Braun couldn't remember if it was just
about blushing cheeks but the rest didn't really matter right
now.
With a hand in his pocket and his other holding a fancy looking
rapier set into its scabbard over his shoulder, Braun was trying
to exude as much cool as he could in an attempt to impress the
newbies with a bit of moxie.
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