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WHO: Saleris, Melquiades, Niko, River Royal, Nazarene, a couple of random demon soldiers, and a hooded figure
WHAT: various tasks to be accomplished on this lovely sunny day
WHEN: Saturday
WHERE: all over the city
SALERIS:
Saleris wasn't entirely sure what he'd been expecting from Jhelbor - more and less at the same time. He was glad he'd decided to accompany Ianto, though. He'd found himself a nice little shop just outside the city center and made himself at home. Ianto had helped him get settled, and it hadn't taken long to make the place his own. This seemed to be the place to be, the center of the new changes to the world. Besides, he doubted Brisa was finished using that book on Ianto, and he was more than just a little curious to see how that played out. It was fun, and he still didn't know just why Ianto was so determined to live forever. He was pretty certain that was what was going on... either that or he wanted to be a woman. The main thing was, he was an old man, and not getting any younger. If he wanted any excitement in his life he'd have to go chasing after it while he was still able.
MELQUIADES:
Now not only is she too distracted to talk to him, but she's got a new project. A new project she won't tell him about, because he has to guess. She's not even accepting that at some point in time he will inevitably guess which means that the answer is in his mind somewhere and since she can see unfettered into the entire thing then technically he's already given her the answer. Usually she loves his twisty treatment of time. Now she just laughs. In fact she doesn't even laugh, he can just hear her amusement. He just has to release it, let it go into the nothingness to join all other consciousness and unconsciousness. He has to do something to distract himself, in the sense that a being of unrestrained energy could ever be distracted, so he sat on the walkway in front of an herbalist's shop with his sign.
I Know Stuff
(maybe)
NIKO:
The workload was beginning to pick up again. Niko had been hopeful that the neutral city might have helped things, even if he didn't completely understand Cho's explanation about Switzerland. He still had no idea why the cheese was so important. He should probably ask. Actually, he should have asked when he'd dropped off that crate of journals earlier. Well, that was one thing he could cross off his list. One down, twelve to go. On to the metalworker's.
ROYAL:
Royal had his own list of things to do, more delicate than what he could trust to his senior Sorcerer or even his second in command. His main concern was avoiding the demon ambassador at this point. He knew what he had to do and he knew how to get it done and the last thing he needed to do was get into logistics with any of the royal family.
NAZARENE:
For everything else that needed to get done, there was Nazarene. For everything non-magical and everything non-sensitive, there was Nazarene. Nazarene and a handful of the troops doing her bidding. At the moment she was standing at one corner of the city center while all around her men and women obtained and collected and ran back to camp with supplies, and she managed the master list with only a slight air of boredom. Exciting or not, this was what Royal needed done, and she would do it better and faster than anyone else could.
MYSTERIOUS HOODED FIGURE:
Unknown person in a hooded cloak who goes to great pains to avoid showing his or her face has also been around town for a while. Lurking, mostly, and living in the forest. Has your character has noticed an area of the wilderness that seems more lush and alive than the rest, more full of foliage and fruit and happy woodland creatures? That would be the doing of the mysterious hooded figure.
WHAT: various tasks to be accomplished on this lovely sunny day
WHEN: Saturday
WHERE: all over the city
SALERIS:
Saleris wasn't entirely sure what he'd been expecting from Jhelbor - more and less at the same time. He was glad he'd decided to accompany Ianto, though. He'd found himself a nice little shop just outside the city center and made himself at home. Ianto had helped him get settled, and it hadn't taken long to make the place his own. This seemed to be the place to be, the center of the new changes to the world. Besides, he doubted Brisa was finished using that book on Ianto, and he was more than just a little curious to see how that played out. It was fun, and he still didn't know just why Ianto was so determined to live forever. He was pretty certain that was what was going on... either that or he wanted to be a woman. The main thing was, he was an old man, and not getting any younger. If he wanted any excitement in his life he'd have to go chasing after it while he was still able.
MELQUIADES:
Now not only is she too distracted to talk to him, but she's got a new project. A new project she won't tell him about, because he has to guess. She's not even accepting that at some point in time he will inevitably guess which means that the answer is in his mind somewhere and since she can see unfettered into the entire thing then technically he's already given her the answer. Usually she loves his twisty treatment of time. Now she just laughs. In fact she doesn't even laugh, he can just hear her amusement. He just has to release it, let it go into the nothingness to join all other consciousness and unconsciousness. He has to do something to distract himself, in the sense that a being of unrestrained energy could ever be distracted, so he sat on the walkway in front of an herbalist's shop with his sign.
I Know Stuff
(maybe)
NIKO:
The workload was beginning to pick up again. Niko had been hopeful that the neutral city might have helped things, even if he didn't completely understand Cho's explanation about Switzerland. He still had no idea why the cheese was so important. He should probably ask. Actually, he should have asked when he'd dropped off that crate of journals earlier. Well, that was one thing he could cross off his list. One down, twelve to go. On to the metalworker's.
ROYAL:
Royal had his own list of things to do, more delicate than what he could trust to his senior Sorcerer or even his second in command. His main concern was avoiding the demon ambassador at this point. He knew what he had to do and he knew how to get it done and the last thing he needed to do was get into logistics with any of the royal family.
NAZARENE:
For everything else that needed to get done, there was Nazarene. For everything non-magical and everything non-sensitive, there was Nazarene. Nazarene and a handful of the troops doing her bidding. At the moment she was standing at one corner of the city center while all around her men and women obtained and collected and ran back to camp with supplies, and she managed the master list with only a slight air of boredom. Exciting or not, this was what Royal needed done, and she would do it better and faster than anyone else could.
MYSTERIOUS HOODED FIGURE:
Unknown person in a hooded cloak who goes to great pains to avoid showing his or her face has also been around town for a while. Lurking, mostly, and living in the forest. Has your character has noticed an area of the wilderness that seems more lush and alive than the rest, more full of foliage and fruit and happy woodland creatures? That would be the doing of the mysterious hooded figure.