WELCOME TO SOLVUNN!

[abraxasmods]

WELCOME TO SOLVUNN!

Welcome to Solvunn! Bright suns and merriest of welcomes to you! The portal opens in a vast field on the western side of town surrounded by cattle, with a distant view of the bustling marketplace. The first impression of the settlement is one of idylic, country charm. There are no looming structures or crowded streets. Instead, there are cozier houses on wide streets and community buildings made of stone and wood. A gentle breeze rolls across the field and the sun is high in the sky.

There's not as much magic here as in other locations, but it's there. No one will be stopped from entering Solvunn, though suspicion will be cast upon new arrivals. Citizens will be friendly and welcoming, but curious about their new visitors. It isn't often that they welcome new folks- especially not so many at once!

With tensions between the other communities, Solvunn will not be keen on ratting out those who fled Thorne, but with the knowledge that sanctuary will not be given for free. Everyone does their part, whatever that part may be.

Asking questions will result in being told to find Rowan March, one of the council members, somewhere in the marketplace.

Comments

[sanc]

[ Relena doesn't want to believe anything's truly beyond her grasp yet. She knows there's a lot, at the moment, that she can't do, but there's also things she might have the reach for with a little more time. It's reality that things might break under the weight of the tensions here. It doesn't mean she'll easily accept allowing it all to go tits up without trying to do something, anything at all.

She shakes her head, almost speaking back at him before he continues. She decides to stay quiet, watching him with curiosity and hesitance. Nero is nothing if not strange and a little eerie. She can't make head's nor tails of him. She doesn't trust him, but she also isn't sure if he should be completely distrusted yet, either. He's enigmatic and can just as easily slide from some fractured form of kindness to troubling, nihilistic banter. She's not sure where the real 'Nero' is or if it's all just him, contradictions and all.

She doesn't want to accept that she shouldn't be relied upon. In her mind, she's useless if she can't contribute. Can't pull her weight along and help in any situation. She can't be a hindrance.

Her brow creases as she speaks, looking him over as if trying to find his motive written on him. ]

What do you mean? What would you do?

[extremethirst]

To put simply, princess, kill people.

[ Nero turns his head to the side to let out a soft laugh. ]

Don't worry. It wouldn't be by your order that people die.

[ He's not so foolish as to say that he would take burdens away from her only to give her the greatest one that he can give someone. Sorry, but that honor has already been bestowed upon someone else. ]

You just worry yourself with learning how to heal and make your barriers. Don't concern yourself with fighting or killing. Leave that to an... outside force.

[ His arm shoots up into the air before he tilts his hand down and points to himself. He clicks his tongue loudly like he is nocking an arrow into his crossbow. ]

You're not relying upon me and you're not asking me to do anything. This is a worry that I'm taking from you. So, let yourself be concerned how to make nice with those that want to make nice. [ He smiles wide and friendly, finished with both his spiel and offer. ]