❪ event ❫ khalo? can you hear me?

[natha]

In normal circumstances, this would have been near the time in which you're called upon to greet the newly awakened. Unfortunately, I speak to you to inform that we must postpone that — there is trouble on your horizon. What, I cannot see for sure. We shall continue to monitor the situation, however — we - ... we — [feed cuts off.] OLYMPIAN PRESERVATION     The city of Olympia is preparing the send-off of its most prized artifact: the heart of the ancient dragon, Ysverai. In doing this, they've transformed the palace court into an exhibition detailing the centuries-old war between Wyver and Olympia. Sculptures of Nithor the Exalted and his men and women in clean, white marble, while their armors are polished in perfect gold. Among Nithor are the sculptures of stallions in all shapes and sizes that also aided in the great war. Further in the exhibition, one may also find other artifacts of much older weaponry, rusted by its time in the earth, and items found from a time when humans feared the dragons. The Royal Guard has increased its numbers in wake of such a public event, particularly because the heart will be in display also. The heart is not what one might expect it to be: about the size of an average human, the heart's core is surrounded in stone, a red glow emitting from its still beating core. If that were not unsettling enough, one might also find that lingering around this particular exhibit will have undue affects on one's inhibitions. You'll notice your heart has fallen into sync with the organ, and your more selfish desires will come forth. Things that have long been buried will rise up and place you in a state of unease, encouraging paranoia about your companions intentions. Allow it to fester, and one will carry this feeling with them long after you've left the scene. It's probably a good thing this is leaving Olympia — perhaps it's a source of so much conflict you've endured. It's easy to become mesmerized by all the historical artifacts that are present in Olympia's exhibition. Some even seem mystical or, like Ysverai’s heart, to hold unspeakable powers. Others are just a little eerie. Either way, Olympia prides itself in its generosity and their grand displays, and so refugees are urged to learn more about their artifacts by spending the night in Palace Court. Though, someone should probably mention that there are rumors of strange, almost occult things happening around these relics at night. People speak of armored soldiers casting shadows that have the ability to walk on their own, or gemstones that catch the moonlight in a certain way and show you visions. But those are just silly ghost stories, right? TALL TALES OF KHALO VILLAGE     Because of Khalo's proximity to Wyver, it's no surprise that they would catch wind of the peace talks between Wyver and Olympia. In response, for the first time in centuries, Khalo Village has willingly granted passage to outsiders — but visitors will immediately find out that one cannot just simply walk into the village. Visitors will need to inhale the smoke of a fyrra herb in order to enter the premises without falling into slumber. Khalo is notably different than what refugees are used to. Visitors, specifically refugees, will find that they are exceedingly accommodating. The Khali are very intrigued by the outsiders, thus they're treated with much respect and given instant access to some of the best lounges and fyrra the village has to offer. In exchange, the village is interested in hearing about your journey thus far. Whether it be through a conversation with another individual or the Khali themselves, they'll very likely to have been eavesdropping and recording the tales of their exploits. Why, exactly? Perhaps it will not be immediately clear, but if you happened upon a venasou, a tamed Khali creature, it may have guided you to their Enchanted Library. Upon entering the library, visitors will notice that it is quite the happening place — but not because it's occupied by the Khali, but because there seems to be an assembly of magical quills seemingly writing on their own. The quills are mostly undisturbed by the intrusion and will not stop writing even if parchment is taken from it; it will simply produce another piece of paper and continue its tales. If you happen to read the parchment, you may notice that there is a daunting similarity between your story and the ones being written here. Tales of Thesa birthing new races and sending them from the sky, for example, are very popular in Khalo Village. They mark July 15th as the day in which the Moon Goddess, Thesa, created more people in her image and brought them to El Nysa as saviors. The coincidences don't end there: specifics about your home world might be found in the writings if you search deeply enough — but it's not without its exaggerations. These stories are given all sorts of poetic and literary forms, from short stories to limericks, biographies to something similar to haiku. If asked, the Khali will inform visitors that the enchanted library has access to vague parts of your memories, and thus it is duty-bound to record. The Khali have not seen stories as strange as the ones being made by refugees, which is largely why they are interested in them. NOTE: This is entirely optional! You may make up your own "stories" (fanfiction) and it could be as accurate or inaccurate, or as serious or silly as you'd like. While tales of the Thesa's descendants are still being written, visitors of the Enchanted Library might find intrigue in the more complete works — KING AND KIN. If one is willing to delve deep, they may also find parts of Wyver's past that have been removed from their own archives. These pages will recount the tales of Shanrian and Rasyc. Though a lot of the narrative seems to divide at certain points in the story, it becomes obvious with some quick reading that Rasyc is not only the son of Shanrian, but that he glorifies the Wyver of old, more bloodthirsty and brutal than it is today. Unlike his father, he does not take kindly to Olympia and the threat they will always pose for their people. He has not forgotten Olympia's past sins and he believes that, in his foolish quest for peace, the king has gone soft and no longer possesses the real will to fight. His present voice in affairs of state is not a loud one, as he chooses to speak in whispers and move in the dead of silence. In these quiet murmurings, he boasts of his unwavering belief in the power and dignity of his people. Of how they should all return to what they once were — the kingdom, its citizens, and naturally the father who he had once admired greatly. Though perhaps it can be argued that any estranged son would wish the same. It's difficult to pinpoint what becomes political and what is and always will be more personal for him. But, it hardly matters. It's clear that Rasyc will stop at nothing to achieve his objectives, even if it means never returning to place he calls home. Even if it means turning his back on his own father, Shanrian, King of Wyver... DRAGONFIRE. While tales of the Thesa's descendants are still being written, visitors to the Enchanted Library might find intrigue in the more complete works. In particular, tales of Ysverai, the last of Wyver's great high dragons. Ysverai is most commonly known for being slain by Olympia’s past king and legendary hero, Nithor, but here in Khalo he is depicted in another light. Ysverai is known to the Khali people as a wise being, old as the first inhabitants that walked El Nysa. The creature spoke in the common tongue to the early settlers, guiding them to refuge when his kin began to dominate the land at the cost of its own isolation. It ultimately becomes a tale of sacrifice, for its stand with Nithor became a testament against the Olympian Empire's long reaching influence. At the bottom, there is a quotation: Your hearts will fill with greed and malice the moment my own stops beating. Take care in the Eye of the Storm. Find strength in one another, before it is too late. It seems to end there. Refugees are naturally allowed to question the natives. However, keep in mind that many of their replies will seem more like speculation than fact. But maybe that can be fun too? If you have no interest in the library and the tales they've woven, feel free to explore any of the other areas of interest. Khalo Village is thrilled to be open for you all. THOSE THAT SEEK PEACE, AND THOSE THAT SEEK --     The morning of the 20th is marked by fairly dismal weather. The sky is overcast and a downpour seems imminent. Regardless of the poor forecast, those who signed up to assist in this mission will be required to come early in order to receive their briefing. Members of Group A: ▸ Jon Snow (song_of_ice) ▸ Daenerys Targaryen (dorzalta) ▸ Loras Tyrell (triplerose) ▸ Terra (earthy) ▸ Alisaie Leveilleur (adelphoi) ▸ Solider: 76 (personalwar) ▸ Ardyn Izunia (daemonized) ▸ Mai(maipokerface) ▸ Olivier Armstrong (wallsofbriggs) ▸ Atsushi Nakajima (gekkajuu) Members of Group B: ▸ Kale (kaleorbekaled) ▸ Diana Prince (wondie) ▸ Pheonix Wright (objectionattourney) ▸ Revolver Ocelot (shashka) ▸ Frederick (pebblestone) ▸ John Sheppard (impavid ▸ Ianto Jones (torchwoodteaboy) ▸ Lena Oxton (quevarly) ▸ Allura (quintessent) Due to the rain, members of Group A will have to immediately stop by the checkpoint at the East Watchtower. Additionally, the Royal Guard and Knightryders are well-prepared with extra cloaks for those who may require it. They also will provide basic refreshments such as water and bread. People are encouraged to take what they need prior to their departure on this mission. The checkpoints are a bit far between, after all. Members of the envoy will also be encouraged to utilize this time to become familiar with one another. Maybe some introductions are in order? You never know who will end up having your back... For both groups, the paths will be relatively straightforward with evenly spaced checkpoints along the way. The only issue seems to be the downpour, really. The rain is unforgiving and the roads easily become unstable and increasingly difficult for the carriage to be drawn through. Hence, there may be more than one occasion where you will be expected to lend a hand in prying out its wheels from a particularly pesky (and muddy) pothole. Or perhaps you will be called upon by a fellow guard to assist in getting a particularly stubborn creature out of the path ahead of you. Seems like it may be a longer journey than you expected. Dirtier, too. While weathering the conditions may have been a bit tiring, this journey isn't too bad, right? Well, maybe not. GROUP A. Once the carriage gets through the worst of the terrain and finally manages to depart from the watchtower, it won't be long until the group is met with a physical roadblock. A large tree trunk will be set down the center of the road, acting as a blockade. But, before the group can react or begin crafting a plan around this obstruction, the carriage will be attacked without warning. At first, it's unclear where the attack comes from or from whom, but you don't have the leisure to deliberate this. You hear one of your fellow guards mention something about bandits frequenting these parts, but maybe there's more to it? Either way, your task is clear: protect the artifact, Nithor's skull, and fight the bandits off. You'll be encouraged to try and capture them so that they may later be turned and questioned by the authorities. GROUP B. With clear motives to restock and collect a few more materials for the carriage, it's evident that the envoy will appear restless to arrive at the second checkpoint. However, despite their unspoken delight at seeing the South Outpost from a distance, it's clear something has gone awry. There will be several hooded figures awaiting them right where the mud path meets the cobblestone of the Outpost's road. Soon, several more of these figures will come to flank them from both sides. While they seem like bandits, at least from their physical appearance, there is something far more polished in their movements. They will be attacking the envoy in concise, practiced formations. For those who are more perceptive, it becomes obvious that they are moving around and acting as decoy to one central figure. This member is likely the "leader" of their group, but no matter how one may try to close the distance between themselves and this mysterious leader, someone will constantly get in the way of that. The fighting also seems to act as a distraction since by the time everything is cleared up... only two things are missing. The leader of this group of bandits and more importantly — Ysverai's heart. NOTE: Those RNG'd to thread out the capture and questioning of the bandits will have starters below. For everyone else that signed up, you will still have the opportunity to capture the assailants even though they were not selected to thread the interrogation; you are free to make up your NPCs with the same basic guideline: they will not reveal their motive or their organization. You may turn them in to authorities (Wyver or Olympia or otherwise) or find creative ways to get rid of them. FINAL OOC NOTE     To reiterate: you may use this log as a general mingle for everything from the May Outline, including all Khalo Village activities. In other words, your top-levels don't necessarily have to be related to the prompts written here. An AC-eligible thread in which your character participates in anything mentioned in the May Outline and/or Khalo Village location page may be submitted for 2 REP POINT FOR EITHER OLYMPIA OR WYVER. SUBMIT THE THREAD FOR OLYMPIA OR WYVER HERE OR HERE RESPECTIVELY BY June 10th 11:59 PM EST. For those who participated in this month's plot-related portion, to receive IC recognition for it, a summary of the thread must be submitted HERE by June 8th 11:59 PM EST. Please direct all queries to the question thread below. Thank you, and have fun! QUICK NAV premise ● faq ● lore ● map ● npcs ● bestiary taken ● atp/emp ● application ● rep/acp ● quest bulletin calendar ● hiatus/drops ● modbox [ FULL NAVIGATION ] elnysa nysalogs nysaisles nysaooc elnyan

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[thetaintedsorrow]

What?

Why?

[thetaintedsorrow]

If anything he seems to be rooting for us to bang.

[Vampire fanboy number one.

Look at Chuuya’s shit-eating grin as Shell confesses to smooching Reign.]

Kissed, huh? That’s cute. And on the beach, too. That’s romantic as hell.

[I’m sorry he’s like this.]

[nineteenfortyfive]

Right here? [She does as he says, looking at him for instruction. She tends to walk on eggshells here on the station, not understanding the technology and how it works on a good day, let alone when it's all on the fritz.]

How do we know this thing isn't about to plummet to the earth?

[eaudevamp]

[ Uh huh. Somehow Reign didn't quite believe Mephisto. Maybe he could, but seeing the way the demon sputter was kind of fun. A rare sight. One which Reign would milk for all it's worth.

All right, now that kind of backfired on him as Reign hummed, truly giving that a bit of thought. ]

Mn... Maybe if he isn't my blood brother, just someone whom I admire and consider a brother...

[ He cupped his own cheeks, glancing up at Mephisto with a kind of awed look. ]

But wouldn't that be an interesting taboo? Kinky~

[ All right, so Reign wasn't fond of the idea either, but he couldn't really comprehend it when he wasn't close with any of his siblings. If he had any. He barely knew them. Did they even exist? ]

[willrevile]

[ Oh, Jim doesn't trust the Natha for an inch, though he's only been vocal about his suspicions to a small number of people. The speed at which those asleep could become hostages has not escaped him.

Jim makes a call while they're moving - to Duo, actually - to let him know they made it unscrambled and are heading to stasis. ]

Not yet, anyway. They kept whatever happened months ago quiet, but this time, I don't think they'll be able to. There's no convenient excuse for this - they're going to have to cough up some kind of answer, if they're still alive.

[willrevile]

They endured some kind of attack months ago when the first refugees arrived, but shared no information about it. They made their choices - in that, and in trying to save all of us. They knew there would be risk. There always is.

[ Jim doesn't have time for his bleeding heart to spill over for the Orbiters. They have things to do. ]

Which is what we've got to consider. The first thing that'll happen when power runs out, if anyone with any sense programmed this thing, is life support for areas unconnected to stasis to give out, followed by a descent onto the planet. We'll have to prepare for that potential eventuality. If the moon goes, the natives' entire world will be upended.

[eaudevamp]

Ah, a pity. Your team was playing so well too.

[ That, and the Khali team were more familiar with the game. ]

Anyway, there's always next time, and I'm sure you'll be able to win!

[willrevile]

[ He nods. ] Push until it moves. The senor'll trigger.

[ Because sci fi reasons. Look, I dunno, man. Anyway, ]

Because of gravity - and the lack of it. Something this size can't just plummet to the planet. The planet's gravity and the lack of gravity up here in space keeps the station in orbit - traveling around the planet - which is why it seems to be a moon, to the natives. It rises and sets. [ This explanation includes hand gestures, moving one hand around the other to illustrate the push and pull of the forces that keep Thesa where it is. ] If the station is out of power to keep it in that exact position and it ends up caught in the planet's gravity, what'll happen is a slow spiral. A decaying orbit. It'll take days, even weeks. And eventually it will fall, after it breaks atmosphere. I've been eyeballing measurements every so often, so I should be able to tell in a couple hours if that's happening, but I don't think there's any reason to think so, right now.

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[eaudevamp]

[ Khalo was definitely a lot of fun, which was one thing Reign was discovering. Sure, there were a few hiccups in the form of roughshade and having to treat that excruciating itchiness, but it was all healed up now.

There was still a few red patches on his arm, but the worst was over. Which was why Reign headed for the Crescent in the hope that the cooler water will further ease the itchiness, and perhaps quickly the healing process. Either way, it was a good place to relax and chill out.

In his own little world, Reign didn't realise that someone else had entered the pool. Well, he did, but he took no notice of who it may be. Not until he heard the familiar voice and opened his eyes. Oh... It's Shell. ]

It certainly does.

[ His voice was soft when he spoke, a bit hesitant and unsure. They'd been dancing around each other for nearly two weeks now since Reign had eavesdropped on Shell and Chuuya's conversation. ]

Diva | Blood+ | Khalo | OTA

[colorature]

SMITTEN OR BITTEN? (Optional NSFW)

<sub>[It would be no surprise to anyone familiar with Diva that she can be quite affectionate when she wants to be. Dressed in a white dress with embroidered flowers, she's made herself comfortable in the lounge, having smoked a bit of the Fyrra provided simply because it had been offered to her. While most of the time she's spent in the lounge it's been stretched out, barefoot, on one of the plush sofas, it's when she sees others coming to inhabit the area she gets a bit curious.

Whether you're sitting or standing you may suddenly find yourself with a lap full of vampire or two thin (but surprisingly strong) arms snaking around your middle in an attempt to be close to another person. The smoke's left her feeling famished, more so than usual, and although she's not really sure what she wants to quench her "thirst" so to speak, her default go-to is to stuff her face or aggressively demand attention.]</sub>

Mmm...you smell delicious.

WATER SPIRIT

<sub>[To say Diva feels at home in the Crescent pond would be an understatement. The nudity of others around her doesn't phase her at all as she herself stripped out of her own garments awhile ago. The water is clear and refreshing, and if it weren't for Diva's long, black hair falling over her shoulders and front she'd be on full display. Currently she's made herself home on a submerged boulder not too far in past the pond's edge, a few aquatic plants scattered around her form. She looks like she belongs where she is, an ethereal figure of sorts or some water spirit. If her legs weren't visible one might be able to mistake her for a siren, especially with the way she hums to herself, voice carrying and filling the space around her, the sound enchanting, if not hauntingly beautiful.

Of course she isn't alone for very long and if you catch her eye she'll be more than ready to splash you with a devious laugh. You might even get a lily pad to the face.]</sub>

Come in! It's nice I promise!

WILDCARD

_{[Have an idea or something you'd like to explore? Hit me up and we can do it! As for the first prompt, it doesn't have to go into nsfw territory by any means. Diva will just be aggressively affectionate.]}

[steponme]

[It was a dance that was easy enough to explain away, at least. Reign's been busy with his shop, Shell's been running around doing little part-time jobs here and there, having yet to find anything more consistent. While they lived together, it was easy for them to keep missing each other by simple coincidence. Truthfully, Shell hadn't meant to avoid talking at length with Reign for longer than a day or two, but then suddenly a week had gone by, and he wasn't sure how to address the topic. Or whether he even should, for that matter.

[And with all that on top of the kiss they shared beneath the moonlight at Flona Cove... there was a lot they weren't talking about right now, really.]

[But the latest happening wasn't really something Shell planned to tell Reign about any time soon, even if he figured it would come up sooner or later. And that thing has to do with the sheer number of bite marks and hickeys left on his skin, clearly visible when he turns around in surprise to see Reign in the water, not too far away.]


[Which is the only explanation for Shell's reaction to seeing Reign, which is to suddenly gawk at him before practically diving into the water... popping up with just his head poking out from the surface, blonde hair now flat against his face like some kind of sea monster. He has to keep his neck hidden below the surface too, after all.]

...y-you scared me. I thought I was by myself.

[I mean, he's not wrong, but that was more than just a reaction out of surprise.]

[nineteenfortyfive]

[Again, Claire does as he says--and it reacts, just as he promised. Easy enough, and no one lost any limbs. Go team.]

That puts me at ease. Whatever would we do without you, captain? [There's a healthy amount of teasing in her tone, but she is truly grateful he's among those that seem to know what's what up here. And he has the patience to explain it.]

[steponme]

I never claimed to know how his mind works.

[He expected more jealousy, honestly. It's almost jarring to not see any... or maybe, deep down, he's a little disappointed about it.]

[ALSO LOOK AT THIS HUFFINESS]

That's-- [SIGH] I mean, I guess it was... it's not really the first time it's happened, but-- last time was because of one of those new perfumes he was still testing. So that didn't count.

[#denial tbh.]

[sparsity]

[ They'd better be alive. For him, there's a lot riding on those entities who he barely understands but has to look to thanks to existing here. ]

Complicated. [ That single word leaves his mouth as if his teeth want to shred it. ] It's up ahead.

[ Their destination, and something more within reach. ]

[eaudevamp]

[ In all honesty, Reign had been trying to find a time so that the both of them could sit down and talk things out. But with his perfume business taking off, and Shell off doing his own odd jobs, plus everything in between, they just kept missing each other.

He kept thinking that he could always find Shell the next day, and the next, and then the procrastination drew out until this point.

Now here they were, just the two of them, seemingly the best time to bare their soul.

Shell's reaction had Reign chuckling, though his buddy didn't move quick enough, and Reign got a nice eyeful of those bite marks. ]

What? Should I have hung up a sign announcing my presence?

[ His tone wasn't accusatory, more teasing than anything as he swam a bit closer towards Shell, keeping a careful distance. Unsure how to break the weird awkwardness between them that had been building, Reign opt for a playful grin. ]

I see you've had a bit of fun. Did you count the number of marks on your body?

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[thunderblight]

The ones I can remember, yes.

[ Urbosa rests a hand briefly on Zelda's stasis pod - a small, silly gesture, but it does make her feel a little better - prior to continuing down the line. ]

I don't know whether to be grateful or enraged there aren't any defences in place. A trap or two wouldn't be unwelcome.

[sparsity]

[ Huh. That's something.

But there's not long to focus on the sudden glow overtaking him, his surprise only cursory. Mikazuki is about forward movement in any endeavor, and Chuuya is providing a way. He's light. It's the very antithesis to what he's used to, thirty metric tons of weight at his back letting him both appreciate the force of gravity and then cleave his way through it. Out into a vacuum, the void.

This is so different that he immediately wants to know how it works. Asking is boring, so he simply takes what's being given. He gains his footing following behind the other man, hot on the long strides of the giant. One of its massive heels lags in picking up, petals and leave scattering — ]

There.

[ He coils, all sinew and phantom wiring, and leaps. ]

[sparsity]

Well... [ A glance towards the abundance of naked Khali. ] I don't think they really have to say it.

[ They did, but it's pretty obvious. Thanks to growing up in a barracks of a hundred-something other guys, his sense of decency is about as minimal as his sense of shame. It's helping out though, given the way a couple of the nearby Khali are applauding his bravery. But he's focused on Waver, which probably doesn't help his task any. ]

I'll go first.

[ If that helps, since it means he'll be turning around to climb into the pool, his footsteps even as they wade in. ]

[steponme]

[Shell only gives his teasing a weak little "Ha ha" in response, glancing away as Reign makes his way over. But as awkward as things have been, he makes no attempt to move away when Reign comes closer. It's not like this is the first awkward thing they've gone through over the years. They can get past this too.]

[Of course, it takes considerable effort to keep his expression neutral when Reign immediately brings up the marks on his body, but alas, he can't hide the blush.]

I knew I should have found a swimsuit with a shirt. Are they really that noticeable...? No, wait, don't answer that.

[LET'S AVOID THE TOPIC INSTEAD]

Are you trying to cool off too? It feels hotter here than in Olympia.

[sparsity]

[ depressed bi uncle meet lonely gay nephew ig

Book weighed in his tough hands, the cover only seeming marginally tougher thanks to its age, Mikazuki lowers his chin in thought. ]

I can, sometimes. But I don't think it's enough to read a book like this.

[ He's still learning, in other words. ]

[eaudevamp]

[ For all the worries and fears Reign had built upon, making himself nervous over how to face Shell, it all seemed to evaporate once he was face to face with Shell, actually talking with him. It was as if the wall between them wasn't there, and Reign honestly wondered why had it took him so long to approach Shell again. Funny how they lived under the same roof, yet couldn't seem to find each other. ]

Uh huh... A black swimsuit that accentuates your rear nicely.

[ He hadn't forgotten that. And in response to Shell's question, Reign would just raise his hand and touch a particular spot just above the waterline with a finger. Which the top of Shell's ear lobe. Oooh, kinky. Ear nibbles were nice. ]

Yeah, it does. Wyver isn't as humid as this place. Must be the jungle and plants. Got myself into a bit of trouble.

[ Reign pulled his hand back and turned his arm slightly, showing off the now pinkish patches on his skin. At least it didn't itch as much now. ]

[sparsity]

[ Mikazuki is an insular person despite his love of learning. He doesn't often want for much outside of his sphere, but sometimes he sees things that spark his curiosity in a way that can't be sated by inertness. Climbing to his feet, he dusts blades of grass from his cloak and takes his last bite of food. ]

I do.

[ Whether or not he can is a different issue, but not one he's taking into account. ]

How about you?

[steponme]

[Speaking of, he's actually wearing that... shush.]

[Shell jerks back at the touch and clamps a hand over his ear, even more red faced than before. Goddamnit Chuuya!! No bites above the neckline next time!!]

[But before he can say anything in indignation, Reign's showing off his lovely new marks of his own... except the far less fun kind.]

How did that happen? Are you okay?

[eaudevamp]

[ What Reign wouldn't give to have Shell get out of the pool first so he could ogle the other's ass?

The grin on Reign's face only grew wider. He wasn't certain who Shell had been with, but it was pretty easy to guess. While he would have pointed out and asked if it's all right, and won't it feel like a betrayal to One, before realising that this was Shell's choice. He knew Shell will always love One, but that didn't mean he had to limit himself to affections.

Back to himself, the grin turned into a kind of pout. ]

I was helping to harvest some of that fyrra plant in exchange to take some home. [ Meaning there was a possibility that these will find their way into his next perfume product. ] Except some similar looking plant made my skin itchy upon contact. It's hard to tell them apart, and boy, it was quite bad.

[steponme]

You were the one to tell me that the plants could be dangerous here... I'm beginning to wonder if they're more dangerous than the animals.

[He hasn't exactly seen too many unfriendly versions of the latter, but considering what he ended up getting into while on fyrra, maybe it was the most dangerous plant of all.]

[Not that he has regrets.]

Did you at least manage to get some of the fyrra? You're probably thinking about using it for your perfumes, right?