the beach episode (dated before the east mission)

[fallingsand]

There's a small slice of sandy beach between mountains and wasteland, where the South meets Central, only an inlet of ocean between them, and that is where Bruno has decided to set up camp.

Literally.

He only had a simple tent and supplies for two initially. Tatara had asked if he could join him on his little trip out and how could he say no? Unfortunately for him, Tatara may have decided to invite everyone else, too, so, welcome, everyone, to the beach episode and a chance to relax after a potentially rough week in the City of Rain.

The sand is warm and fine, the water isn't too chilly, and scrubby little palm trees and plant life dot the dunes. Sea birds are the most active wildlife out here, not counting whatever fish can be found dwelling in the depths of the inlet between South and Central or further out into the ocean. It's comfortable enough... unless you hate sand, that is! You don't hate sand, right?

Since Tatara's arrival, more than Bruno's humble setup can be found.

- There's food fit for a picnic and enough bottles of wine for the evening.

- In the evening, a (non-deadly) bonfire will be built and there'll be pillows to sit on for those who don't want to sit directly on the sand.

- A few colorful rough wool blankets laid out under umbrellas meant to provide shade.

- There's still only one sad-looking tent... However! Bruno's gone ahead and enchanted it so that, when one pushes the cloth flap aside and enters, they'll find a much more comfortable setup inside.

And, of course, anything the other wizards have decided to bring! Bruno wasn't expecting a party but now that it's here, he sure can't tell them not to have fun however they want.

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[fellheart]

Iᴛ ɪs ᴍᴇʀᴇʟʏ ᴀɴ ᴏʙsᴇʀᴠᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. Yᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ I ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴘᴇᴀᴋ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ, ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ.

Aɴᴅ I ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs sʜᴀᴘᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇʟʏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇss ʙᴏʟᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. [ still amused, really, though perhaps tone alone is more difficult to read in absence of the normal human body language and facial cues...

or who knows? maybe not so for the northerner apparently content to seek respite from the heat via his scales. hmm.

they sweep one of their dark wings— one of the frontmost pair— up, mantling it not unlike a raptor after a kill. behold: shade from the unrelenting sun. ]

[leewards]

Ah, that. [A littls snort as he adjusts position, curling up under the shade like a cat.]

I lack fear when it comes to beasts. [Mostly because of experience. He knows what many beasts are like, and can extrapolate what others who resemble them could do.

But also, curiosity wins out all the time. The chance to see a beast he's never seen before? Of course he would be ecstatic.]

[fellheart]

[ there goes itha, getting cozy with shade and scale. ]

Is ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴏ? Bᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴏғғᴇʀ ғᴇᴡᴇʀ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴsᴇs, ᴏʀ ғᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ?

[leewards]

You could say that.

What are rules? What is civilization? What is double-speak? [He's settled into a nice loaf, comfortable despite his long limbs.]

You stay with those who are like you. If anyone is different from you, you merely move along your way.