Cultural Understanding, Monday
Don't ask how your teachers had managed to program the Danger Shop into an art museum. Just don't. It involved something regarding Morrigan bribing gremlins, and some moonshine that typically made humans go blind and - yes. But today, the students would be walking into an art museum.
Alistair's attention kept getting pulled towards a particular painting somewhere off in the corner, but he was doing his damnedest to concentrate. "Art is a big part of most cultures," he began, though the expression on his face betrayed that this wasn't really his kind of topic. "What you see here is the sort of art that's popular in this time and place. It's very..." He searched for a diplomatic word, "...Squiggly, from what I can tell."
"The moddable pieces you see here today were picked by local - ah - residents," Morrigan supplied helpfully, which probably explained the eclectic range of selections. "Of course, everyone has different definitions of 'art,' and what is or is not obscene or beautiful."
"Oh, look. This one has three eyes," Alistair commented absently. "But I'm sure /that/ wasn't a waste of money..."
Morrigan just shrugged. "At least it isn't some Orlesian woman with birds in her hair," she pointed out. "I will never understand noble portraits."
"That said, go wander about and find something moddable that you like. Or, convince the spirit in the room to make a recreation of a famous work of art from your home."
"And then we'll talk about--"
Pause.
"... Maker, are those hounds playing cards?!"
Alistair's attention kept getting pulled towards a particular painting somewhere off in the corner, but he was doing his damnedest to concentrate. "Art is a big part of most cultures," he began, though the expression on his face betrayed that this wasn't really his kind of topic. "What you see here is the sort of art that's popular in this time and place. It's very..." He searched for a diplomatic word, "...Squiggly, from what I can tell."
"The moddable pieces you see here today were picked by local - ah - residents," Morrigan supplied helpfully, which probably explained the eclectic range of selections. "Of course, everyone has different definitions of 'art,' and what is or is not obscene or beautiful."
"Oh, look. This one has three eyes," Alistair commented absently. "But I'm sure /that/ wasn't a waste of money..."
Morrigan just shrugged. "At least it isn't some Orlesian woman with birds in her hair," she pointed out. "I will never understand noble portraits."
"That said, go wander about and find something moddable that you like. Or, convince the spirit in the room to make a recreation of a famous work of art from your home."
"And then we'll talk about--"
Pause.
"... Maker, are those hounds playing cards?!"