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[Winter Open] So if "Rizz" is Charisma
Who: Mairi Miann and YOU!
What: Mairi getting settled in her new community
When: Late winter/early spring
Where: Oh, you know, around
Warning(s): None for now!
That implies the existence of:
"Tren"
Once she's signed up to become a farmer, moving her meager belongings out to the farmhouse formerly owned by the aptly named Milo Fields is no difficult task. Neither is clearing the snow in order to get started planting some late winter crops, thanks to Shape Water.
No, the hard part is plowing the icy fields. Had someone been here, they might have prepared the land a little better for such early-year planting, getting seeds for snap peas and spinach and beets and artichokes into the ground for a mid-spring harvest. But Mairi unfortunately has withered fall veggies and the thaw to contend with.
Outside in her fields, she can be seen smacking away violently at the ground with her till, grunting and yelling with the effort. Maybe some help would be good.
"Izz"
As promised to Jean, Mairi posts on the bulletin board in town that she's looking for people interested in learning her magic to form a druid circle. She advertises that she can train others to heal, grow plants, or form psychic bonds with animals. Any takers can find her on her farm or in the Oak & Iron! Her phone number is also on it. Mairi is extremely excited about phones. Please call her.
"Terr"
There isn't a ton in the way of groceries to get right now, what with the food situation, but Mairi can still afford the basic staples and some extra rations to get herself set up in her new home. It's a long way from the market to Northwest Hollow, though, and Mairi's hair is constantly dripping and creating ice underfoot. So it's no surprise that eventually she slips on a rural road and eats shit.
Hello, bystander. Perhaps you might be able to catch a falling water genasi to prevent her from spilling all her damn rations everywhere? Do you help her pick them up? Or do you just laugh at this pathetic wet lady whose brand new bag of flour split open, blasting her in the face with white powder that is now getting wet and clumpy?
"Telly"
How does one catch a siren? How does one avoid getting caught oneself? These are very important questions for Mairi's very important side quest.
In the late afternoon, it is easy to find her in the library, reading up on sirens and their hunting methods, or in the general store pondering trap supplies. A little help with this project certainly wouldn't hurt, and the product of these labors will mean the world to her.
And "Toosh"
People gotta eat. Hunger makes everything harder, be it working, fighting, or thinking. And it's important that the meals folks do get are balanced--- that means protein, vitamins, hearty veggies, and clean, potion-free water. Time to put that druidcraft cantrip to work.
Not far from Cecil's cooking pot, Mairi has taken it upon herself to plant row covers around the community garden, using old bed sheets and particularly pliable sticks. Inside the little veggie tents, she has used as much magic as she can muster to get some kale and broccoli and squash to the blooming stage. The rest is up to time.
But she only has one set of sheets to spare, and her noodle arms can only find so many sticks. Donations and volunteers are appreciated! And if you're going hungry, you'll be the first to get a cut of her harvest, alongside the community stew of course.
What: Mairi getting settled in her new community
When: Late winter/early spring
Where: Oh, you know, around
Warning(s): None for now!
That implies the existence of:
"Tren"
Once she's signed up to become a farmer, moving her meager belongings out to the farmhouse formerly owned by the aptly named Milo Fields is no difficult task. Neither is clearing the snow in order to get started planting some late winter crops, thanks to Shape Water.
No, the hard part is plowing the icy fields. Had someone been here, they might have prepared the land a little better for such early-year planting, getting seeds for snap peas and spinach and beets and artichokes into the ground for a mid-spring harvest. But Mairi unfortunately has withered fall veggies and the thaw to contend with.
Outside in her fields, she can be seen smacking away violently at the ground with her till, grunting and yelling with the effort. Maybe some help would be good.
"Izz"
As promised to Jean, Mairi posts on the bulletin board in town that she's looking for people interested in learning her magic to form a druid circle. She advertises that she can train others to heal, grow plants, or form psychic bonds with animals. Any takers can find her on her farm or in the Oak & Iron! Her phone number is also on it. Mairi is extremely excited about phones. Please call her.
"Terr"
There isn't a ton in the way of groceries to get right now, what with the food situation, but Mairi can still afford the basic staples and some extra rations to get herself set up in her new home. It's a long way from the market to Northwest Hollow, though, and Mairi's hair is constantly dripping and creating ice underfoot. So it's no surprise that eventually she slips on a rural road and eats shit.
Hello, bystander. Perhaps you might be able to catch a falling water genasi to prevent her from spilling all her damn rations everywhere? Do you help her pick them up? Or do you just laugh at this pathetic wet lady whose brand new bag of flour split open, blasting her in the face with white powder that is now getting wet and clumpy?
"Telly"
How does one catch a siren? How does one avoid getting caught oneself? These are very important questions for Mairi's very important side quest.
In the late afternoon, it is easy to find her in the library, reading up on sirens and their hunting methods, or in the general store pondering trap supplies. A little help with this project certainly wouldn't hurt, and the product of these labors will mean the world to her.
And "Toosh"
People gotta eat. Hunger makes everything harder, be it working, fighting, or thinking. And it's important that the meals folks do get are balanced--- that means protein, vitamins, hearty veggies, and clean, potion-free water. Time to put that druidcraft cantrip to work.
Not far from Cecil's cooking pot, Mairi has taken it upon herself to plant row covers around the community garden, using old bed sheets and particularly pliable sticks. Inside the little veggie tents, she has used as much magic as she can muster to get some kale and broccoli and squash to the blooming stage. The rest is up to time.
But she only has one set of sheets to spare, and her noodle arms can only find so many sticks. Donations and volunteers are appreciated! And if you're going hungry, you'll be the first to get a cut of her harvest, alongside the community stew of course.
Terr
"Steady. I've got you." He can't help but grin at her white-powered face, but it's an expression of sympathetic amusement, not cruel mockery. "Are you all right?"
Re: Terr
She looks over at her rescuer and sees a stupidly attractive man. (Seriously. Mairi is bisexual and her idea of beauty is admittedly very broad, but this is just ridiculous.) Gobsmacked, she stops mid-sentence to just gawk at him. Her hair abruptly begins flushing with more water, sending trickles down her face that create streaks in the flour. "I uh. Just. Ice."
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"Here. I'm glad you're unharmed. Though, I worry you may catch your death of cold out here with all that water." She may notice that he is doing nothing to add to the body heat, because he has none. But, she could just as easily mistake the chill in his limbs as a product of the fact he isn't wearing anything in the way of a winter coat.
"I don't believe we've met before. I am Lord Erik Osborne."
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She takes the handkerchief, wiping her face to get rid of the flour. "Oh, uh, that's mine. The water, I mean. I kind of make it? I'm a water genasi. Ice can't really hurt me, except for... when I slip on it, I guess."
Mairi shakes the wet flour out of the handkerchief, then pockets it with plans to wash it before returning it. Then she offers a hand. "Mairi Miann. Nice to meet you."
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So, this is who River told him of. Fire and water, how interesting. River has, as usual, exquisite taste in lovers.
"--Mairi, ah, that name is familiar. Forgive me, River told me that she met you recently and you both bonded rather well."
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Then, he mentions River, and her face turns a paler shade of blue. Oh shit, this is one of River's partners? She stands there with her mouth hanging open for a long moment.
"Weeeee did, yes! She's--- She's lovely. And she mentioned you!" Not by name though. Shit, River, why didn't you give names?????
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What's this? Did the poor girl just blanch? What on earth did River say about him?
"She is lovely, but she can have a tendency to get ahead of herself." A soft chuckle. "Be calm, you have nothing to fear from me. I hold no grudge. I am, if you weren't aware, the town whore. I'm the last person who has any right to feel cheated."
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"My thoughts, in general, are that so long as they are treating her well, it's not any concern to me who River chooses court. That said... woe betide anyone who hurts her. They will answer to me for it. Assuming she doesn't burn them to a crisp herself."
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Mairi laughs awkwardly at the shovel talk. "I was gonna say--- I'm pretty sure I'd be a fish filet before you even heard about it, but um." She clears her throat. "I don't... Well, I don't want to say I'd never hurt anyone, because that's unrealistic. But I'd never hurt her on purpose. And I make things right, when I can."
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"Of course. I do take intent into account. You seem to be a reasonable and responsible woman. It's a pleasure meeting you."
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"Not to seem too crass, but I suppose I shouldn't leave it unsaid that you are still more than welcome to sample my wares." Wink.
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