Character Meet and Greet

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"You can design and create, and build the most wonderful place in the world. But it takes people to make the dream a reality."

I. Exploring Main Street! Take a trip through a little town taken straight from 1890's America. Visit the shops, dine at the restaurants- but don't forget you are here on a mission. As an Apprentice, you will need to gather some supplies. A weapon, or tool for producing magic.

But we understand if that corn dog cart on Market Street is your first stop.

II. Apprentice Class 101! Practice your spell casting and weaponship on the open commons behind the Firehouse. Sparring, casting or just general confusion abound here. Try not to hit anything or...anyone, the paint on the infirmary is still drying.

III. Look out! A level 2 corroded monster has managed to get onto Main Street! Protect the citizens and defeat the cur, and please watch the damage, the paint is still wet!

IV. One Little Spark! Go ahead, show us the strength of your imagination and come up with your own scenarios. Just, stay out of the Corroded Lands...if possible.

Comments

[smilingarmor]

"Soaps can have many different scents, depending on what's used to make them," Sylvando pointed out. "And it says what it is right on the label. You see?" He picked up another bar of the same soap and turned it so that the stranger could see the label attached to it, which clearly indicated that it was indeed soap, and certainly not edible.

"Though did I hear that you were planning a party, honey?", he said. "Because if so, you're in luck! The Great Sylvando, entertainer extraordinaire, at your service." He bowed theatrically in the stranger's direction.

[takeitsleazy]

"How did I miss that? Ugh. Thank you, Sylvando." He smiled at the bowing: Sylvando was already reminding him quite a bit of Tahani: they even both had long, dark hair and similar complexions.

"I'm Michael, and yes, I thought a party might be a good idea. Whenever a bunch of people find themselves in a new, unfamiliar place, the best way to get them to all know each other is a party. It's basic architecture."

[smilingarmor]

"Well, I don't suppose I can blame you," Sylvando said. "This place is rather fabulous isn't it? It's easy to get a bit distracted." He game Michael a cheerful wink. No, he didn't really think it was easy to mix up a bar of soap with something edible, even while distracted, but he also didn't want this odd fellow to feel too badly about it.

"And I couldn't agree more!", he said. "Now, what sort of party did you have in mind, hmm? A block party of the whole neighborhood, or something a bit smaller and more intimate?"

[takeitsleazy]

"It really is. There's just so much great human stuff, and I want to try all of it." Maybe that would explain things for Sylvando a little, at least in terms of the oddity.

"A block party... those are the outdoors ones, right? That might be a better idea. Trying to get everyone to fit into these little places we were all given wouldn't go very well. No one would have room to dance anything except the Sardine."

He demonstrated by flattening his arms to his sides and just ... wiggling vaguely. It was all the rage in The Bad Place. The inventor had gotten free spiders for life from the Sinkin' Spiders place on the corner, the really good one.

[smilingarmor]

Yeah, that would explain it a bit. "Oh I know!", Sylvando said, no less enthusiastic for being very human himself. "Have you tried the ice cream yet? It's delicious! There's nothing quite like it where I'm from." Mostly because Erdrea was pre-industrial so things like ice cream weren't exactly practical.

He nodded to indicate that that was indeed what a block party was. That 'dance' though... "Yes, I think we'd definitely want to avoid people having to do that," he said. "So outdoors it is! Much better of an idea anyway, given the gorgeous weather this place seems to have, si?"

[takeitsleazy]

That elicited a gasp of delight. "You know, I haven't, yet! Not here. But I've had plenty of frozen yogurt. That would be good block party food, right? Ice cream? ... Or is that too drippy? People get very particular about clothes..."

[smilingarmor]

Sylvando gasped himself, though his was one of mock shock. "Then we must correct that as soon as we're done here!", he said. "You simply can't miss it, darling, especially a flavor called 'rocky road'. It's the best one I've had so far!"

"And I imagine that would depend on if you had a way to keep it cold," he said. "I'm not certain if one of those devices that the ice cream shop had could be brought outdoors, but I imagine a container packed with enough ice and something to insulate it would work for a little while, at least." He honestly has no idea how freezers work, but he figures that ice could do the job just as well. Maybe?

[takeitsleazy]

"Are there actually rocks?" He was decidedly intrigued, and therefore moving his armload of whosits, whatsits, and thingamabobs toward the checkout counter. "You've definitely got me curious. And yes, there are little carts. At least, in my Neighborhood, there were. It shouldn't be too hard to find one here. They have the most amazing little umbrellas on top for shade, too." Grinning, he laid his purchases down on the counter, to the dumbfoundment of the poor clerk. "I'll take all of this, and ... OH! Do you have any paper clips?"

[smilingarmor]

"Carts, huh?" Sylvando said, obviously intrigued. Even the idea of freezers was new to him, so the thought that they could be made somewhat portable was even more fascinating. "And with umbrellas for shade too? So many clever devices around here!"

"And no, no real rocks," he said. "That wouldn't be very tasty at all. Instead it's chocolate with nuts and teeny, tiny bits of marshmallow and it's quite deliciously decadent."

"Oh, and I don't think this is the sort of place that sells paperclips," he pointed out hoping to allow the flustered clerk a moment to gather themselves. "Though I don't think you'll really need any to throw a party anyway."

[takeitsleazy]

"I know, aren't humans great like that? I have to admit, at first I was extremely dismayed to have been brought here, but ... the people I've left behind can handle themselves as long as my assistant, Janet, is with them. And she's not here! So if you all need my help instead, I'm happy to do what I can ... and learn about all of this."

He listened as Sylvando regailed him with the delicacies of Rocky Road, smiling exuberantly. "It's going right at the top of my list of things, then, because I've always wanted to try a marshmallow. Don't try saltines, by the way. They're just flat little squares of disappointment."

As the clerk was packing up his purchases, Michael's little pout at the memory of his first Saltine deepened. "They don't? Oh, but that's a shame. I love paperclips." He held out one arm, pushing up his sleeve just enough so that Sylvando could see that he was wearing a bracelet made from them. "One of my very best friends made this for me because she knew."