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Who: Reno + Various
When: April
Where: Thorne; Horizon
What: Catch-all for May
Warnings: None for now


(( starters below. discontinued or at Noa#1979 to plot. ))

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thancred.

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[ Getting outta the big palace is beginning to feel like he's a kid being taken on a field trip, permission slips and escorts and all. But at least it gets them out, even if he doesn't know what the hell he's supposed to be doing with people's fruit and magic. He's never seen so many damn melons in his life that wasn't just stacked up in the back of a kitchen catering fruit salads.

Actually, he'd never even thought about where they grew. On, uh, big green vines. Apparently.

Anyway, Reno's just helping as an excuse to hang around without Thorne breathing down his neck, which means he ditches his duties first excuse he gets, shoving a bunch of discolored apples into someone else's hands with a Take care of this, will ya? like he's in charge. No one put him in charge, but no one's told him not to be, either.

Then he's catching up to a familiar white-haired silhouette, and a farmer who's all smiles back at the guy. Reno falls in beside Thancred without announcement or greeting. ] Well, he seems to like you, at least. What'd you do to his fruit?

hilda.

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[ Reno doesn't make a habit of checking in on anyone unless they're part of his team, and they're elbow-deep in a mission together, but let's just say nearly getting your ass torn apart by a giant bear creates a bond of sorts.

What he's saying is, he's seen Kyle around the castle, so he knows the guy's in one piece, but Hilda's all the way on the other side of the planet and—look, he's not fussing about it or whatever. He's curious, that's all.

Either way, she's easy enough to spot in Nocwich. Pink hair a shining beacon in the moonlight. Reno sidles up next to her by the stalls with the slinking grace of a cat preparing to steal a forbidden piece of ham off the dinner table. ]

Doing a little post-mission shopping, are we?

questicles

[ushiri]

[ Kahlil is familiar enough with the farmlands of Nott. He'd spent quite a bit of time out here late last summer, between trying to help put out the fires and working with the locals to remove dead livestock. He chooses to stay out here, far from the Town Square where the larger demonstrations are being held.

It's not hard to sense the chill coming off the locals where it concerns the castle.

Spellwork isn't what he specializes in, but after his lessons with Yennefer and just absorbing what he's been able to over the months here, these smaller incantations aren't much issue for him. The way the wording must be precise - it's little different from the songs and prayers drilled into him by the Payshmura. The only difference is that casting these in their presence would've gotten him sent to the Holy Road.

Sometimes he doesn't realize how far he's travelled.

At a particular farm he spots a familiar head of spikey red hair near a plot. A family watches the figure from a close distance, eyeing him suspiciously. Kahlil gives them a friendly nod as he approaches, then cocks his head at Reno. ]

How's it going?