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

[cometophobic]

Perhaps that was part of it, the hollowness. Marisol had fashioned some of her sparkly adornments out of metallic deposits, and apparently didn't mind mixing them since some were silvery and others were golden in coloration. Yes- she certainly had enjoyed her connection to such things. She used to be able to feel untapped potential in the aforementioned baubles but now they felt cold and lifeless. It was jarring at first. Was this how metals felt to normal humans? "It's alright, you needn't trouble yourself to think back on it further." Though Marisol was curious she was not overly insistent. ".... What is Ragnarok?" Sounding it out slowly since she'd never attempted to say such a word before.

Fair point. Yes- see there was nothing suspicious about her story in the slightest. "Mm, I suppose so since you wouldn't have a purpose in doing so. It might be nice to enjoy seeing how others have arranged their living space though wouldn't it?" Getting into interior design briefly. Humans kept all manner of things in their homes and not all of them seemed useful, they were of interest to her.

"Temples come in a variety of sizes, dear girl." Stating this as if it should be common knowledge. "In fact the one I reside in is situated on a small island which is cut off from the mainland for most of the year. It is only during the springtime when the waters are navigable and I can make my yearly pilgrimage, and rounds of blessings. That's why being here is such a rare treat." The story just has to become bigger and bigger.

[cannoneering]

Metals, in Canon's opinion, were generally fairly cold given that they didn't really hold much heat. But could be very pretty to look at! She was a fan of pretty things and thus metals were in the category of things that she liked. How other humans felt about metals though was beyond her. She blinked her large red eyes in surprise. "You have no legends of Ragnarok?" How was that possible!

Canon didn't think so, clearly this woman was a priestess, no reason not to believe the lies it. "It might be nice, yes, if nothing else to get ideas for home decorating in newly added rooms!" As if her estate needed to be bigger.

"Oh," touché. Just further detail as to why she needn't be concerned with the words coming from her mouth. Canon wasn't a priestess and temples did have a variety of sizes depending on their locations. The blonde furrowed her brow. "Only ever in the spring? How sad, your pilgrimage must be relatively swift to then get back to the waters. How ever did you end up here?" The same as you, Canon. Magic.