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[size=6]June 29[/size]
@clarax wins the daily prize! @UserOfShadows and @MagpieScholar win the raffle prizes.
[quote]View clarax's entry [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/1896635/20#post_21077273]here[/url].
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Zap takes a second look at the artifacts. "Powerful beings, you say? Both deadly? I will have to look into that. They sound... fascinating." She's got a dangerous glint in her eye as she tucks them back into their box.
"Here you go, dearie. Do come back if you find out more about them."
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"That's so sad! Why did she have to die? Why?"
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"Hold me closer Agatha."
The two dragons and the snipper are huddled together, each a sobbing mess.
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"Get a hold of yourself."
She turns to Catherine, "That was pretty good, but not good enough.."
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"I apologize for not meeting your expectations. I resolve to do better."
She turns to the artifacts laid out on the table. She pokes at each individual item, trying them on, "It appears everything here can be placed on a dragon's head in some fashion," the coatl's eyes sparkle with revelation. She turns to Miranda, "Can I borrow some parchment and a writing utensil?"
Miranda motions towards the stand, "I don't have any on me right now. You can get some from those guys."
"Thank you." Catherine retrieves the necessary items from the stand and goes back to the group. She begins to talk,
"We should utilize our asset to improve the quality of our interpretations."
Cymbeline raises an eyebrow, "Assets? What assets?"
Catherine smiles, "Music. Help me write a piece of music."
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Three hours later, the four dragons and a very confused lobster presents three sheets of paper to the nocturne at stand.
Miranda points over to the artifacts, and then at the paper, "We just composed this song to, um... Celebrate those artifacts. We call this piece [url=https://musescore.com/user/10147146/scores/2342476]Hats.[/url]"
((I can't believe I actually composed music just for flight rising. Help. This game is taking over my life.))
"That's so sad! Why did she have to die? Why?"
"Hold me closer Agatha."
The two dragons and the snipper are huddled together, each a sobbing mess.
"Get a hold of yourself."
She turns to Catherine, "That was pretty good, but not good enough.."
"I apologize for not meeting your expectations. I resolve to do better."
She turns to the artifacts laid out on the table. She pokes at each individual item, trying them on, "It appears everything here can be placed on a dragon's head in some fashion," the coatl's eyes sparkle with revelation. She turns to Miranda, "Can I borrow some parchment and a writing utensil?"
Miranda motions towards the stand, "I don't have any on me right now. You can get some from those guys."
"Thank you." Catherine retrieves the necessary items from the stand and goes back to the group. She begins to talk,
"We should utilize our asset to improve the quality of our interpretations."
Cymbeline raises an eyebrow, "Assets? What assets?"
Catherine smiles, "Music. Help me write a piece of music."
Three hours later, the four dragons and a very confused lobster presents three sheets of paper to the nocturne at stand.
Miranda points over to the artifacts, and then at the paper, "We just composed this song to, um... Celebrate those artifacts. We call this piece
Hats."
((I can't believe I actually composed music just for flight rising. Help. This game is taking over my life.))
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"Hiya! Um, kinda gotta go, so here!"
Ocean thrust a note into the Skydancer's face before flying off elsewhere. The note reads:
[i]'I hope this is legible enough... Anyway, I think all these can be used in a play of some kind. The crown would be for The King, and the mask, his loyal Jester. Who is actually a conspiring traitor but more on that later. The helmet would be for our dear Hero, who has come to the Royal Palace on a quest. The leather hat is for his unorthodox companion, who in this case could be a Detective. And of course, the odd gear would belong to an equally odd Hermit in an old cave who will bestow upon the Hero a magic relic to help him on his adventure. It's dangerous to go alone...
The plot would be as such- Jester conspires to take the throne. They then kidnap the Princess. King is distraught and asks for help via quest board. Large response of heroes but they all die mysteriously. SPOILER: The Jester did it. Fewer and fewer adventurers begin to come for fear for their lives. Jester begins to amass an evil army of evil minions from another dimension. Our Hero comes with his Detective friend, and essentially goes on a quest to mess up the Jester's face and save the Princess.
Well, I hope that helped!'[/i]
"Hiya! Um, kinda gotta go, so here!"
Ocean thrust a note into the Skydancer's face before flying off elsewhere. The note reads:
'I hope this is legible enough... Anyway, I think all these can be used in a play of some kind. The crown would be for The King, and the mask, his loyal Jester. Who is actually a conspiring traitor but more on that later. The helmet would be for our dear Hero, who has come to the Royal Palace on a quest. The leather hat is for his unorthodox companion, who in this case could be a Detective. And of course, the odd gear would belong to an equally odd Hermit in an old cave who will bestow upon the Hero a magic relic to help him on his adventure. It's dangerous to go alone...
The plot would be as such- Jester conspires to take the throne. They then kidnap the Princess. King is distraught and asks for help via quest board. Large response of heroes but they all die mysteriously. SPOILER: The Jester did it. Fewer and fewer adventurers begin to come for fear for their lives. Jester begins to amass an evil army of evil minions from another dimension. Our Hero comes with his Detective friend, and essentially goes on a quest to mess up the Jester's face and save the Princess.
Well, I hope that helped!'
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Raine swung by the stand today to see what was in the current chest. He was hoping no one remembered the scene Willow had made and fortunately there were no familiars in the latest shipment.
On the table were head coverings - a very diverse set of hat artifacts, including one Beastclan mask.
Raine only took a moment and said, "Clearly you've stumbled on the remains of a museum - or a collector's house - dedicated to hats. The Runed Helm is actually the most interesting of the bunch - and potentially the most valuable. I recommend getting an expert to look at the Runes to translate the writing. Unfortunately, that's not my area of expertise as this comes from a Water realm and all we have is frozen water where I'm from."
Raine swung by the stand today to see what was in the current chest. He was hoping no one remembered the scene Willow had made and fortunately there were no familiars in the latest shipment.
On the table were head coverings - a very diverse set of hat artifacts, including one Beastclan mask.
Raine only took a moment and said, "Clearly you've stumbled on the remains of a museum - or a collector's house - dedicated to hats. The Runed Helm is actually the most interesting of the bunch - and potentially the most valuable. I recommend getting an expert to look at the Runes to translate the writing. Unfortunately, that's not my area of expertise as this comes from a Water realm and all we have is frozen water where I'm from."
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An incident with an enchanted tome had kept Zachriel from returning immediately, but the day after, she was back in the thick of things.
When she was directed to the chest, she tipped her head, the spikes around her head bristling with interest. "Why, this is incredible! Just look at the craftsmanship on this masque!"
She immediately picked it up, then plopped back on her haunches and wrapped her tail around her hind legs as she turned the mask around in her forehands. "You must think me a single-minded creature, to focus on harpy artifacts so, but by the Windsinger, this is the second item of pre-Unification harpy culture I've seen here! Just look at the delicacy with which this mask is made; the intricate carvings around the edges, and the iridescence of these feathers, even after all this time - there simply must be some kind of preservation ward on those. Just think how favourably this compares to modern harpy masques! And- oh!"
The runed helm was seized next; she traced her clawtips over the engravings. "A simply stunning piece of Maren work - not pre-Unification, I'm sorry to say, but nonetheless leagues above most other work of this time period." She turned to look at Aeron. "I do believe you've stumbled upon a collection of exemplary headwear. Why someone would collect them, I couldn't say, aside from the simple historical - and, I suppose, monetary - value of having such a collection."
She pointed at the fedora, still in the chest. "This is one of the Light Flight's lesser-known icons. The hide isn't a material I can identify, but looking at how fine the grain is, I must marvel at the leatherworking ability of the hatter. These hats were made popular by adventurer Lindiana Light."
The crown was next. "These crowns were gifted by the deities themselves, so I scarcely need to tell you the value of them. This particular one is from the Icewarden; you can see his stamp here--" she flipped over the crown and ran a clawtip over the Ice rune engraved into the inner rim. "These were only given out during the last Ice festival.
"And another festival piece here! This is from the last Earth festival; I do believe that the Earthshaker had his finest workers on these pieces." She looked at Aeron again, a hat in each hand. "You appear to have stumbled upon the belongings of a rather affluent hat collector. I wouldn't say these are archaeological, though; the crown and Earth festival items are relatively recent. Maybe you should return them to their owner, before they notice?"
An incident with an enchanted tome had kept Zachriel from returning immediately, but the day after, she was back in the thick of things.
When she was directed to the chest, she tipped her head, the spikes around her head bristling with interest. "Why, this is incredible! Just look at the craftsmanship on this masque!"
She immediately picked it up, then plopped back on her haunches and wrapped her tail around her hind legs as she turned the mask around in her forehands. "You must think me a single-minded creature, to focus on harpy artifacts so, but by the Windsinger, this is the second item of pre-Unification harpy culture I've seen here! Just look at the delicacy with which this mask is made; the intricate carvings around the edges, and the iridescence of these feathers, even after all this time - there simply must be some kind of preservation ward on those. Just think how favourably this compares to modern harpy masques! And- oh!"
The runed helm was seized next; she traced her clawtips over the engravings. "A simply stunning piece of Maren work - not pre-Unification, I'm sorry to say, but nonetheless leagues above most other work of this time period." She turned to look at Aeron. "I do believe you've stumbled upon a collection of exemplary headwear. Why someone would collect them, I couldn't say, aside from the simple historical - and, I suppose, monetary - value of having such a collection."
She pointed at the fedora, still in the chest. "This is one of the Light Flight's lesser-known icons. The hide isn't a material I can identify, but looking at how fine the grain is, I must marvel at the leatherworking ability of the hatter. These hats were made popular by adventurer Lindiana Light."
The crown was next. "These crowns were gifted by the deities themselves, so I scarcely need to tell you the value of them. This particular one is from the Icewarden; you can see his stamp here--" she flipped over the crown and ran a clawtip over the Ice rune engraved into the inner rim. "These were only given out during the last Ice festival.
"And another festival piece here! This is from the last Earth festival; I do believe that the Earthshaker had his finest workers on these pieces." She looked at Aeron again, a hat in each hand. "You appear to have stumbled upon the belongings of a rather affluent hat collector. I wouldn't say these are archaeological, though; the crown and Earth festival items are relatively recent. Maybe you should return them to their owner, before they notice?"
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[quote]Once the Longneck translator was on board, negotiations with the Maren moved swiftly. Ships were now free to enter and leave the harbor unharassed, and the Maren won themselves ample supplies for their home school.
Interestingly, while they were waiting for the supplies to be packed and brought to them, there was a heated conversation between the Longneck and the Maren negotiator despite the agreement. The two Beastclan members spoke too quickly and quietly for most of the attending dragons to follow, and it left the Longneck in a sour mood afterwards. But since both parties got what they wanted, no dragon pressed for details.
Not far from the docks sits a stand dedicated to recent excavation efforts by one of the region’s numerous archaeology organizations. It has been hastily made, no doubt in the wake of this summer’s surprisingly high interest in artifacts. A number of chests, trunks, and boxes sit near the stand, some of them dubiously stacked.
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The stall looks a bit like it was struck by the Twisting Crescendo today. Boxes are open, with artifacts sorted haphazardly around the tables and chairs. A chubby Tundra is half-buried in the packing sawdust from one of the boxes, his fur liberally sprinkled with the debris. Upon closer inspection, however, there is a distinct, if chaotic, sorting method in place, and every relic is intact and safe. Zap can be seen tutting fretfully at the mess, rearranging the clutter to her own liking.
The Tundra raises his head, nose twitching as he catches your scent. Cora adjusts his glasses and gives you a wide, joyful smile. He shakes his fur, sending a cloud of sawdust into the air. “Hello, friend! I should have waited for you to arrive, but I just couldn’t stand the anticipation! Who knows what could be hidden in these boxes, what wonderful artifacts we could find…”
Cora taps a claw on the box closest to you. “I found this one particularly interesting. Why don’t you take a look and tell me what you think?”
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Using any or all of the items above, come up with a written or drawn description of what their purpose may once have been! You can draw or write about an artifact, the history of the Hewn City, or even just your character fiddling about and guessing at everything. Almost anything goes so long as the prompt is addressed creatively.
Entries are due by 00:40 July 2, allowing 10 minutes past rollover for late submissions.
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July 1
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Once the Longneck translator was on board, negotiations with the Maren moved swiftly. Ships were now free to enter and leave the harbor unharassed, and the Maren won themselves ample supplies for their home school.
Interestingly, while they were waiting for the supplies to be packed and brought to them, there was a heated conversation between the Longneck and the Maren negotiator despite the agreement. The two Beastclan members spoke too quickly and quietly for most of the attending dragons to follow, and it left the Longneck in a sour mood afterwards. But since both parties got what they wanted, no dragon pressed for details.
Not far from the docks sits a stand dedicated to recent excavation efforts by one of the region’s numerous archaeology organizations. It has been hastily made, no doubt in the wake of this summer’s surprisingly high interest in artifacts. A number of chests, trunks, and boxes sit near the stand, some of them dubiously stacked.
The stall looks a bit like it was struck by the Twisting Crescendo today. Boxes are open, with artifacts sorted haphazardly around the tables and chairs. A chubby Tundra is half-buried in the packing sawdust from one of the boxes, his fur liberally sprinkled with the debris. Upon closer inspection, however, there is a distinct, if chaotic, sorting method in place, and every relic is intact and safe. Zap can be seen tutting fretfully at the mess, rearranging the clutter to her own liking.
The Tundra raises his head, nose twitching as he catches your scent. Cora adjusts his glasses and gives you a wide, joyful smile. He shakes his fur, sending a cloud of sawdust into the air. “Hello, friend! I should have waited for you to arrive, but I just couldn’t stand the anticipation! Who knows what could be hidden in these boxes, what wonderful artifacts we could find…”
Cora taps a claw on the box closest to you. “I found this one particularly interesting. Why don’t you take a look and tell me what you think?”
Using any or all of the items above, come up with a written or drawn description of what their purpose may once have been! You can draw or write about an artifact, the history of the Hewn City, or even just your character fiddling about and guessing at everything. Almost anything goes so long as the prompt is addressed creatively.
Entries are due by 00:40 July 2, allowing 10 minutes past rollover for late submissions.
@MagpieScholar @CandyPrincess @theroiprocepios @Gheron @Luminaries @Haoang20082 @hat17 @Kizmetto @Valoria @raynefall @mycologist @chezameed @Draginraptor @Zenhugz @Wookiara @ixris @Fortuna @UserOfShadows @Naga @Valyrie @Tarble @iamlurking @PrincessNight @Tsukistar @Lundlaeva @Lundlaeva @harmonywish @Cngx @phooka @Reyka @Tria91 @UnknownConcept @acheronta @JinxMoonstone @WorldOfOurOwn @Katsuokai @Wonderlast @Shadowdawn199 @IronPen @EmeraldDelta @Basilius @winterbell @KraalofBhaga @LadyKnightKatsa @Scatterspark @LadyRiat @Gheron @TesserWings @Saraceaser @Leopardmask @tokayyoshi @Cosi @SunstonePhoenix @Proxima @RRHepburn @NicoleEirin @Steffon @Shad0stryk @beargirl1393 @KitsuneRuna @GhostPaladin @clarax @Irien @MaeveAvrae
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[url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/1896635/21#post_21100419]June 30th Prompt[/url]
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A pretty-feathered Coatl wanders over to the booth, his eyes narrowed. Vesuvius carries a small stack of books and what appears to be a shopping list in his claws. "This must be the booth," he mutters to himself in his native tongue, before looking at the Skydancer manning the stand. "Neva sent me. A maize-and-ice Skydancer? She can't make it today, her gembond is acting up, but she wanted me to take notes for her."
He sighs heavily, as if the task is the toughest challenge he has ever faced. He wouldn't have been roped into this at all, if it were up to him, except that his mate Etna had pushed him. [i]You can't sit around all day, Vessie,[/i] he could hear Etna's voice echoing in his mind. [i]Help out your Clanmates! Enjoy the festival! Don't just stand there![/i]
As Vesuvius begins to jot down quick notes about the items he sees on the table, he raises an eyebrow skeptically. Did the archivist really hope to have an impressive breakthrough with this one? Pausing in his writing, he looks up at the Skydancer. "This just looks like a kooky hat collector. Some elderly dragon's hoard - is that right?" His tail flickers as he tries to remember the right word in the Common tongue. "No, 'ancient' is the word. Ancient dragon. You see?" He shakes his head, clicking his tongue.
Although the lazy Coatl thinks he has solved this puzzle, it is unclear if his idea is correct in any way.
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June 30th Prompt
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A pretty-feathered Coatl wanders over to the booth, his eyes narrowed. Vesuvius carries a small stack of books and what appears to be a shopping list in his claws. "This must be the booth," he mutters to himself in his native tongue, before looking at the Skydancer manning the stand. "Neva sent me. A maize-and-ice Skydancer? She can't make it today, her gembond is acting up, but she wanted me to take notes for her."
He sighs heavily, as if the task is the toughest challenge he has ever faced. He wouldn't have been roped into this at all, if it were up to him, except that his mate Etna had pushed him.
You can't sit around all day, Vessie, he could hear Etna's voice echoing in his mind.
Help out your Clanmates! Enjoy the festival! Don't just stand there!
As Vesuvius begins to jot down quick notes about the items he sees on the table, he raises an eyebrow skeptically. Did the archivist really hope to have an impressive breakthrough with this one? Pausing in his writing, he looks up at the Skydancer. "This just looks like a kooky hat collector. Some elderly dragon's hoard - is that right?" His tail flickers as he tries to remember the right word in the Common tongue. "No, 'ancient' is the word. Ancient dragon. You see?" He shakes his head, clicking his tongue.
Although the lazy Coatl thinks he has solved this puzzle, it is unclear if his idea is correct in any way.
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Neva is walking through the crowds along the pier with a sleek purple Coatl. They are an odd couple, not often accompanying one another. Today seemed to be a fluke, but neither dragoness has complained yet. As the two pass along, close to the stand, Neva flicks a wing towards her Clanmate.
"Foxglove, a moment."
Neva moves to peer in the shadows beneath the tent. She smiles at the Tundra, recognizes Zap in the back, waves a little. "I'd like to apologize for yesterday," she says with a chuckle. She had heard about Vesuvius' failed sleuthing the day before, and was amused by the lazy dragon's attempt. It seemed he had fun, at least. "It appears I sent the wrong dragon to check in for me. No matter - what do you we have today?"
Foxglove peers over Neva's shoulder, and the Coatl's eyes widen with excitement. "Juneflower!" the poisoner gasps. Neva tilts her head in a silent query, and Foxglove explains. "It is a favoured tea leaf used by the Longneck, although it is in fact a toxin for other species, including dragons. Popular to use the petals as accessories, but they are bitter to taste and affect the nervous system. The bulbs have proven to be safe for consumption, except for Spirals. We do not know the reasoning."
"Hmm, that is interesting" Neva says in response. She shifts her weight forward, her feathers rippling, as her gaze skips from item to item. "The Longneck, you said? That is Longneck script, there, along the base of the Nickel figurine. I would need my notes from home to translate, though."
Foxglove wiggles forward eagerly. She points with a purple claw at the blade. "And look, there! Poisonous blade, it seems."
"And the currency to pay for such a blade. The blade is dipped in a juneflower toxin, I would assume, and has been traded away. It is clear that the interactions were kept between the BeastClans. Curious, indeed," Neva finishes with a twinkle in her eyes. She peers at her Clanmate, equal parts proud of and impressed by Foxglove. She is glad she had the fortune of traveling with the Coatl today!
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July 1st Prompt
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Neva is walking through the crowds along the pier with a sleek purple Coatl. They are an odd couple, not often accompanying one another. Today seemed to be a fluke, but neither dragoness has complained yet. As the two pass along, close to the stand, Neva flicks a wing towards her Clanmate.
"Foxglove, a moment."
Neva moves to peer in the shadows beneath the tent. She smiles at the Tundra, recognizes Zap in the back, waves a little. "I'd like to apologize for yesterday," she says with a chuckle. She had heard about Vesuvius' failed sleuthing the day before, and was amused by the lazy dragon's attempt. It seemed he had fun, at least. "It appears I sent the wrong dragon to check in for me. No matter - what do you we have today?"
Foxglove peers over Neva's shoulder, and the Coatl's eyes widen with excitement. "Juneflower!" the poisoner gasps. Neva tilts her head in a silent query, and Foxglove explains. "It is a favoured tea leaf used by the Longneck, although it is in fact a toxin for other species, including dragons. Popular to use the petals as accessories, but they are bitter to taste and affect the nervous system. The bulbs have proven to be safe for consumption, except for Spirals. We do not know the reasoning."
"Hmm, that is interesting" Neva says in response. She shifts her weight forward, her feathers rippling, as her gaze skips from item to item. "The Longneck, you said? That is Longneck script, there, along the base of the Nickel figurine. I would need my notes from home to translate, though."
Foxglove wiggles forward eagerly. She points with a purple claw at the blade. "And look, there! Poisonous blade, it seems."
"And the currency to pay for such a blade. The blade is dipped in a juneflower toxin, I would assume, and has been traded away. It is clear that the interactions were kept between the BeastClans. Curious, indeed," Neva finishes with a twinkle in her eyes. She peers at her Clanmate, equal parts proud of and impressed by Foxglove. She is glad she had the fortune of traveling with the Coatl today!
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[b]Notes: Sixth Day of Brightshine Jubilee. Name: Lindi.[/b]
[i]Mirror is contained, thank the Binder and Weaver... Now then, back to ARR. I've been coming back every day, just never had any time to really write it down. Whoo.[/i]
The sprite, now flickering with energy, alights on the corner of the stand. She looks at the Tundra first, then the box.
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"Yes yes more things very nice okay getting right to it now.
SO.
Prehnite is a relatively common stone, used as a sort of currency between Harpies and some dragons. Think of one stone as, say, a thousand treasure in our currency. It's a lovely color, too.
This Juneflower has flecks of ink on it, likely from the old inkwell sitting beside it. Juneflowers add a lovely tint of yellow and pink to inks, allowing more color. They also make the substance less thick and more fluid. Harder to control, but a truly lovely result for experienced artists.
This cat figurine has a secret compartment in it. No, seriously,"[/color]
She pulls a dagger from a cavity in the statues chest, hidden behind the ruby. The blade drips with acid.
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"Yeeaaaah, might wanna... keep that in there for now. Let's hope the Serthis who lost this wasn't planning on coming back. Oops."[/color]
She nervously replaces the dagger, nods, and takes off with a flick of her tail.
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Note to self: don't mess with Serthis. They hide blades [u]everywhere.[/u]
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Notes: Sixth Day of Brightshine Jubilee. Name: Lindi.
Mirror is contained, thank the Binder and Weaver... Now then, back to ARR. I've been coming back every day, just never had any time to really write it down. Whoo.
The sprite, now flickering with energy, alights on the corner of the stand. She looks at the Tundra first, then the box.
"Yes yes more things very nice okay getting right to it now.
SO.
Prehnite is a relatively common stone, used as a sort of currency between Harpies and some dragons. Think of one stone as, say, a thousand treasure in our currency. It's a lovely color, too.
This Juneflower has flecks of ink on it, likely from the old inkwell sitting beside it. Juneflowers add a lovely tint of yellow and pink to inks, allowing more color. They also make the substance less thick and more fluid. Harder to control, but a truly lovely result for experienced artists.
This cat figurine has a secret compartment in it. No, seriously,"
She pulls a dagger from a cavity in the statues chest, hidden behind the ruby. The blade drips with acid.
"Yeeaaaah, might wanna... keep that in there for now. Let's hope the Serthis who lost this wasn't planning on coming back. Oops."
She nervously replaces the dagger, nods, and takes off with a flick of her tail.
Note to self: don't mess with Serthis. They hide blades everywhere.
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