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cajolery) & you!
What: catch-all for wyver stuff & the second part of the event
When: now!
Where: various places in wyver
Warning(s): none (yet?)
A. JOURNEY TO WYVER: DONDE ESTA EL BANO
[ Clair isn't too thrilled with this prospect of picking up everything and dashing off to Wyver, though she can see the necessity. She's even less thrilled about leaving her sick friend in someone else's care for the gryphon flight over, but—that is also a necessity, and so she sets off on this journey with pragmatic determination.
That changes when she's given the option between a horse and carriage—a horse, of course! It's no pegasus, naturally, and not as finely bred as the warhorses she's accustomed to, but... it's been so long since she's been in the saddle that she's pretty easy to please, in the end.
She's pretty confident in her riding skills, but that doesn't always hold for the other refugees. Since she's such an incredibly generous soul, she'll approach anyone who doesn't look like they really know what they're doing with this whole horseback riding thing and jab them unceremoniously in the spine. ]
With that posture, you shall feel quite sore when this is over, I assure you—come now, straighten your back!
B. OLD CITY: THE BABY-SITTERS CLUB
[ How the heck did your character get roped into this? Well, if they're not exactly the child-caring type, then you can be certain that this girl is somehow at fault for volunteering the both of them to take care of children at the orphanage. Between the illness and the flood of people from Olympia, the unfortunate fact of the matter is that the orphanages are severely understaffed and need help—good thing they're here to save the day!!
Unfortunately, Clair has completely forgotten what a disaster her last experience in babysitting was. In fact, it's having the opposite effect of giving her unwarranted confidence in her (nonexistent) child-handling skills. She looks assured, but don't trust it. ]
This should be quite simple, no? [ She picks up one of the babies they've been tasked to look after, which immediately starts to cry. ] Ah...
C. UNDERGROWTH: THIS CANNOT POSSIBLY GO WRONG
[ Wait, how the heck did your character get roped into this one?? Well, no matter! A medicine woman in the city has lost her assistant—he journeyed into the Undergrowth in order to retrieve some special spring water, but he was supposed to return hours ago. Clair, being the magnanimous person she is, volunteered to help find him...
And so here they are, wandering the Undergrowth in search of the missing assistant. At least they can start by heading towards the rejuvenating spring that was the man's destination, and go from there. He should be somewhere nearby, right? ]
I do believe she said that the spring was east from here, did she not? [ Either way, they should be close. ]
D. WEST END: [CANTINA BAND PLAYS IN THE DISTANCE]
[ Even though Clair's more used to... houses of ill-repute than she was before, thanks to her time at Shades Darker, she has very little use for them, and so she steers clear. Instead, she goes for the ones that are a little more high-brow, with dancing and music and boisterous conversation spilling out of their doors—it's the kind of place that almost reminds her a little bit of home, of the inns and taverns the army frequented in its march to Rigel.
She finds herself drawn in by the lively atmosphere of one of those establishments—but, after buying a drink, she's faced with a dilemma: it's crowded in here, and all of the tables are taken.
Never one to let a setback deter her, she approaches someone with an empty chair at their table and smiles brightly. ]
This seat is not otherwise occupied, yes? Do allow me to join you. [ She's... pushy... ]
E. WILDCARD
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cajolery) & you!What: catch-all for wyver stuff & the second part of the event
When: now!
Where: various places in wyver
Warning(s): none (yet?)
A. JOURNEY TO WYVER: DONDE ESTA EL BANO
That changes when she's given the option between a horse and carriage—a horse, of course! It's no pegasus, naturally, and not as finely bred as the warhorses she's accustomed to, but... it's been so long since she's been in the saddle that she's pretty easy to please, in the end.
She's pretty confident in her riding skills, but that doesn't always hold for the other refugees. Since she's such an incredibly generous soul, she'll approach anyone who doesn't look like they really know what they're doing with this whole horseback riding thing and jab them unceremoniously in the spine. ]
With that posture, you shall feel quite sore when this is over, I assure you—come now, straighten your back!
B. OLD CITY: THE BABY-SITTERS CLUB
Unfortunately, Clair has completely forgotten what a disaster her last experience in babysitting was. In fact, it's having the opposite effect of giving her unwarranted confidence in her (nonexistent) child-handling skills. She looks assured, but don't trust it. ]
This should be quite simple, no? [ She picks up one of the babies they've been tasked to look after, which immediately starts to cry. ] Ah...
C. UNDERGROWTH: THIS CANNOT POSSIBLY GO WRONG
And so here they are, wandering the Undergrowth in search of the missing assistant. At least they can start by heading towards the rejuvenating spring that was the man's destination, and go from there. He should be somewhere nearby, right? ]
I do believe she said that the spring was east from here, did she not? [ Either way, they should be close. ]
D. WEST END: [CANTINA BAND PLAYS IN THE DISTANCE]
She finds herself drawn in by the lively atmosphere of one of those establishments—but, after buying a drink, she's faced with a dilemma: it's crowded in here, and all of the tables are taken.
Never one to let a setback deter her, she approaches someone with an empty chair at their table and smiles brightly. ]
This seat is not otherwise occupied, yes? Do allow me to join you. [ She's... pushy... ]
E. WILDCARD
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She's wholly focused on her task now, rummaging through the drawers and coming up with a giant knife. At least she takes quite a bit of care while she chops up the vegetables so that she doesn't cut herself, though her skill still leaves a lot to be desired. For one thing, her vegetable pieces are all different shapes and sizes, and she struggles especially hard with the onion, which she can barely see through her tears...
Anyway, when she's done with that, she dumps everything into the pot. At once. And puts the whole thing on the stove, though that soon gives her pause—she's trying to remember how to turn the thing on.
Um... ]
Ah, Jean-Jacques...
[ She turns around—oh. He's fast asleep. Is it really alright for him to be sleeping on the table like that? It can't be good for his neck. Then again, it's probably a good thing to let him get his rest... ]