nadril log

[reinhardtzar]

Who: Reinhardtzar (reinhardtzar) & anyone/everyone!
What: Nadril shenanigans, some in tandem with the intro log
When: Second half of July
Where: Nadril
Warning(s): tomfoolery



a frozen land

[ the journey to nadril is nothing short of tumultuous — reinhardtzar, even with a build reminiscent of a brick house, slows from time to time. he proceeds with relent no less, ferociously trudging through the snow.

the sky darkens. the storm rages.

in his hand, a flame manifests. he holds it out in front of you. ]

Tch. Wouldn't do us much good if you froze to death, now.

[ a beat. ]

Making camp isn't all too wise right now, but a break seems to be in order.

⟿ the cantina

[ reinhardtzar kicks back, a pint of ale in hand. he's alight with the buzz of alcohol, and is therefore a bit more approachable than usual ]

Oi. Have a drink with me. Could use the conversation.

[ he gestures a pint towards you. ]

Feels like we were caught in a war only days ago, huh?

⟿ ice fishing

[ oh, a strong suit of his.

reinhardtzar appears to be thoroughly immersed...oh wait, he's grappling with a fish. damn, this thing is somehow putting up a fight against 7 feet worth of muscle — andddd...

there he goes, plummeting into the ice. ]

Damn it!

⟿ the caves

[ his gaze is soft. fingers comb through the leaves of flora and fauna alike, treating them with utmost care. his visits to these caves and the gardens they hold are frequent — the wave of calm that washes over him each and everytime is worth indulging. ]

If you were looking to purchase something, I'm no merchant...I was checking in is all.

[ there's a thoughtful pause. ]

This is the only patch of green in the entirety of this city, isn't it...

⟿ wildcard

[ contact me at diakurosawa if you'd like to plot something! ]