[For those that are feeling a little too squeamish, Solomon has taken to the damages streets of the City of Rain specifically to help clean up blood. Not everyone can handle it, and he's been witness to far worse. So he'll focus on the nasty parts, on the evidence of the dead and injury, so that gentler eyes can tend to the rest.]
Watch where we drain this out. Don't let it run freely or we risk making the people sick.
GONE FISHING (MANOR + NORTH PROMPT)
[From Tuesday onward, Solomon will not be at the manor. A note will be left on his door, simply stating "Gone to see a friend! Behave, everyone. <3"
His room is locked up tight. His window is not. :-)
For those that venture out onto North missions, however, they may indeed spot Solomon here and there, outfit enchanted a brilliant white with the same cloak he'd worn the previous week. Slipping into the towns to assist with barriers, engaging in fights only to pocket the mana stones, the man never seems to stay for long before he vanishes straight back into the snow. He never takes their gifts. He only asks, in hushed voices and gentle smiles, for them to work on various things.
Keep the children away from this area. Let's work on reinforcing this building for the next storm. Count your rations, so the next wizards that visit can have a number.
If he runs into another wizard, whether out in combat or working on a mission, he'll give a hearty wave and a smile like he hasn't gone off into the wilderness. He looks a little beat up, but it could very well just be the effects of the weather. Hello, fellow wizard!]
DRIFTING DOWN TIME'S GOLDEN POOL (MEMSHARE)
[It's the same figure, cloaked in white, that can be spotted amongst the trees of the forest if one is spotted alone, skirting between the trunks and dead brush to pluck up stones and pocket them. Never putting them his mouth - not here, not yet. It's bitterly cold, and the poison sits like smoke in the air. But he still lingers like a ghost, smile distant.]
Unusually cursed, isn't it?
This forest isn't safe. Be careful.
[Memshare prompts can be found here, please let me know there or by DM or on your response title which prompt you would like, or if you would like it randomized. If you want something more mundane or a topic not on this list, let me know and I can whip something up for you!]
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[For those that are feeling a little too squeamish, Solomon has taken to the damages streets of the City of Rain specifically to help clean up blood. Not everyone can handle it, and he's been witness to far worse. So he'll focus on the nasty parts, on the evidence of the dead and injury, so that gentler eyes can tend to the rest.]
Watch where we drain this out. Don't let it run freely or we risk making the people sick.
GONE FISHING (MANOR + NORTH PROMPT)
[From Tuesday onward, Solomon will not be at the manor. A note will be left on his door, simply stating "Gone to see a friend! Behave, everyone. <3"
His room is locked up tight. His window is not. :-)
For those that venture out onto North missions, however, they may indeed spot Solomon here and there, outfit enchanted a brilliant white with the same cloak he'd worn the previous week. Slipping into the towns to assist with barriers, engaging in fights only to pocket the mana stones, the man never seems to stay for long before he vanishes straight back into the snow. He never takes their gifts. He only asks, in hushed voices and gentle smiles, for them to work on various things.
Keep the children away from this area. Let's work on reinforcing this building for the next storm. Count your rations, so the next wizards that visit can have a number.
If he runs into another wizard, whether out in combat or working on a mission, he'll give a hearty wave and a smile like he hasn't gone off into the wilderness. He looks a little beat up, but it could very well just be the effects of the weather. Hello, fellow wizard!]
DRIFTING DOWN TIME'S GOLDEN POOL (MEMSHARE)
[It's the same figure, cloaked in white, that can be spotted amongst the trees of the forest if one is spotted alone, skirting between the trunks and dead brush to pluck up stones and pocket them. Never putting them his mouth - not here, not yet. It's bitterly cold, and the poison sits like smoke in the air. But he still lingers like a ghost, smile distant.]
Unusually cursed, isn't it?
This forest isn't safe. Be careful.
[Memshare prompts can be found here, please let me know there or by DM or on your response title which prompt you would like, or if you would like it randomized. If you want something more mundane or a topic not on this list, let me know and I can whip something up for you!]