((Open to Tomo, Toki, Roran, any healers in the Hospital Wing and anyone with a reason to visit the Wing during the annulment party. Takes place right after Roran's encounter with magicked food. FYI, Roran now appears to be a drawing. Slight godmodding cleared with Toki-mun.))Tomo's default behavior is slacking off. She's practically made it an art ( Read more... )

The Sorting Hat had a new lease on life, thanks to the return of its abducted bride. In Virginia's absence, the Hat had fretted alone in the Hat House, leaving only grudgingly for the Sortings it must perform, and using the rest of its time for contemplation so emo as to be worthy of the most bespandexed Gryffindor. Had it a navel, it would have ( Read more... )

( Owl to Tomo Takino )

Roran stepped back, wiping the back of his hand on his forehead. He gazed eagerly at the sign he had just hung:

"Wedding Rings: Discount Prices!"

He hoped someone would take him up on it... and that he had spelled it right.

((OOC: I'm back! So, come bother me!))

((OOC: I'll be away for nearly the entire summer. Please don't popcorn me! Also, I just finished up finals and had no time. See you when I get back!))

( Owl to Brienne, obviously written by a Dictaquill )

Sure, the castle was nice and all- if you could find anything. But Roran just couldn't find any grandeur in the place. No, what it needed... was a forge.

Now, if only he could find one...

((Seriously... come bother me!))

*Torn, freshly Sorted, is wandering the hallways. His purpose is twofold: one, get a rough mental floorplan, and
two, meet people. There's not much chance of 1 happening, since the ex-Guard hasn't quite grasped the whole "moving stairs" thing, but hopefully 2 is much more likely.*

((OOC: Everyone come bother Torn!))

((OOC: Ok’d by Eragon-mun! Roran is illiterate, so please assume the quill is writing for him, but his answers are out loud.))A tall, brown-haired youth stumbled through the doorway. "Oops…" he said, to no one in particular. Gripping the blacksmith’s hammer that hung at his waist and grasping his shield, he scanned the room… to find nothing but a ( Read more... )