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Who: anyone in solvunn!
When: june, after new arrivals and prior to event
Where: primary settlement and the black eye lakes
What: mingle meet and greet, for old and new summoned!
Warnings: TBA
When: june, after new arrivals and prior to event
Where: primary settlement and the black eye lakes
What: mingle meet and greet, for old and new summoned!
Warnings: TBA
( A | THE PRIMARY SETTLEMENT )
The Primary Settlement is, in many ways, the same as always. The people in it have chores to do and errands to run, goats to chase and feed, produce to clean and cheese to make. Though some things remain much the same, some things have changed.
For one, with Declan and Tiril's wedding having been the talk of the settlement for the past week or so, the newly wed couple has finally settled into their roles within the commune. While Declan and his sister, Maeve, focus on the farm, Tiril resumes singing at the local tavern, The Drunken Lamb, where many are welcome to sit and have a meal or have a couple cups of locally brewed ale and good conversation; the tavern boasts some of the best mead and meat pies in the Primary Settlement. An old ewe hangs out by the front door, either outside or inside depending on the weather. Her name is Myrtle and if she spits on you it's considered good luck. And, if you are feeling particularly daring, they are currently hosting a meat pie food challenge: a pie in a casserole with two large lamb shoulders and pastry layers, mashed potatoes, and an assortment of veggies (and yes, it does include a pint of ale). The winner gets a loud round of applause and a sheep's wool coat. Anyone that throws up or is unable to finish the challenge gets a pail of ice cold water dunked on them.
All fun and games at The Drunken Lamb.
But perhaps something that is a lot more novel as of late, is the inclusion of something quite on the realm of brand new in Solvunn: a transport system via goat carriage and portals, a motion suggested by the Summoned. It is the new thing everyone in the settlement is excitedly talking about, finding the idea of being able to travel between settlements a wondrous idea, not to mention the possibility of easier transport for produce and wares that are more specific to each individual settlement. Those who have family spread about are even more enthused by the prospect of reaching out to family members with more ease.
Being a very new thing that has been established, there are still certain things that could be improved on. The carriages are simple wagons, big enough to carry up to six people with some items. Finding people to work on this is not easy, as everyone already has their jobs within the commune, but Lasse, a young man from the Secondary Settlement, seems all too eager to work the carriages. He is rather quiet, but he will be more than happy to help anyone traverse from the Primary Settlement and into the Secondary Settlement and beyond.
However, at a special request, there is an extra stop that he is willing to make...
The Primary Settlement is, in many ways, the same as always. The people in it have chores to do and errands to run, goats to chase and feed, produce to clean and cheese to make. Though some things remain much the same, some things have changed.
For one, with Declan and Tiril's wedding having been the talk of the settlement for the past week or so, the newly wed couple has finally settled into their roles within the commune. While Declan and his sister, Maeve, focus on the farm, Tiril resumes singing at the local tavern, The Drunken Lamb, where many are welcome to sit and have a meal or have a couple cups of locally brewed ale and good conversation; the tavern boasts some of the best mead and meat pies in the Primary Settlement. An old ewe hangs out by the front door, either outside or inside depending on the weather. Her name is Myrtle and if she spits on you it's considered good luck. And, if you are feeling particularly daring, they are currently hosting a meat pie food challenge: a pie in a casserole with two large lamb shoulders and pastry layers, mashed potatoes, and an assortment of veggies (and yes, it does include a pint of ale). The winner gets a loud round of applause and a sheep's wool coat. Anyone that throws up or is unable to finish the challenge gets a pail of ice cold water dunked on them.
All fun and games at The Drunken Lamb.
But perhaps something that is a lot more novel as of late, is the inclusion of something quite on the realm of brand new in Solvunn: a transport system via goat carriage and portals, a motion suggested by the Summoned. It is the new thing everyone in the settlement is excitedly talking about, finding the idea of being able to travel between settlements a wondrous idea, not to mention the possibility of easier transport for produce and wares that are more specific to each individual settlement. Those who have family spread about are even more enthused by the prospect of reaching out to family members with more ease.
Being a very new thing that has been established, there are still certain things that could be improved on. The carriages are simple wagons, big enough to carry up to six people with some items. Finding people to work on this is not easy, as everyone already has their jobs within the commune, but Lasse, a young man from the Secondary Settlement, seems all too eager to work the carriages. He is rather quiet, but he will be more than happy to help anyone traverse from the Primary Settlement and into the Secondary Settlement and beyond.
However, at a special request, there is an extra stop that he is willing to make...
( B | THE BLACK EYE LAKES )
With everything that took place the past few months, with Josselyn, is it any surprise that some of the Summoned are making an attempt to push out of a limiting and otherwise vulnerable position within Solvunn? The commune has been kind to them and all, but it is probably for the best if they can, strategically, have somewhere of 'their own'. Whatever that means.
As is, Himeka, Nero, and Wanda don't want to crowd Gardsburk farm and the newly wed couple, and, thus, have moved a little ways away out of the settlement and near the Black Eye Lakes. One day, it will be a multi-story treehouse with spare rooms for other Summoned to crash, but for now, the building process has recently begun. Technically, Wanda could just use her magic to put it all in place, but where is the joy in that? Solvunnites from the Primary Settlement are helping them, anyway, and she wouldn't want to deny them that. Pick a hammer or an axe, and get to helping, if you like. The area around them needs cleaning, trees cut down and bushes pulled, to make way for what will eventually become a garden. Or maybe a shovel and rake to make a path down towards one of the lakes. Chores are always a plenty in Solvunn, in or out of a settlement. Try and not be startled by curious creatures that jump out of the trees at anyone that comes close to where they are.
The most important room has been built, at least, a kitchen space and dining room. Sit there and make merry on one of the benches, getting a meal from either Wanda or Himeka, or just catching your breath. They are most appreciative for anyone that has come around to help or just to visit. What they want most is to make sure that every other Summoned feels comfortable and familiar enough with the place to do so. It is also very hard to miss the brochures lying around all over the place; those who have been around longer will recognize it as one of Nero's brochures giving an explanation of what the deal with Solvunn is. Newcomers may very well wonder if this is a child's project. Either way, you do have to say that it is informative.
A familiar goat, Eli, has followed the trio here, and seems adamant about giving up on bullying Nero now that he's moved out of the farm. So, now, they will have a forest goat to keep them company, and to try and ram into anyone it considers a suitably weak target.
As the days go by, more rooms are added to the tree house. Sets of ladders lead from one space to another, though it is all mostly empty and needing decorating. All in all, it is taking shape, even if some areas are still heavily under construction. For one, be careful to not fall into the holes in the ground, as Nero attempts to build an underground sauna from scratch. Or maybe you will notice that you are being stalked by a feline, a small companion Wanda's created with her magic, to combat the vermin digging into the garden she is trying to grow. You may very well receive a gift in the shape of a mouse (or whatever this is) if you put out your hand to the cat. Or, you may find Himeka by the water, making friends with creatures of the lake. Just don't feel embarrassed if you jump into the lake and you hear some giggling from within the flora.
With everything that took place the past few months, with Josselyn, is it any surprise that some of the Summoned are making an attempt to push out of a limiting and otherwise vulnerable position within Solvunn? The commune has been kind to them and all, but it is probably for the best if they can, strategically, have somewhere of 'their own'. Whatever that means.
As is, Himeka, Nero, and Wanda don't want to crowd Gardsburk farm and the newly wed couple, and, thus, have moved a little ways away out of the settlement and near the Black Eye Lakes. One day, it will be a multi-story treehouse with spare rooms for other Summoned to crash, but for now, the building process has recently begun. Technically, Wanda could just use her magic to put it all in place, but where is the joy in that? Solvunnites from the Primary Settlement are helping them, anyway, and she wouldn't want to deny them that. Pick a hammer or an axe, and get to helping, if you like. The area around them needs cleaning, trees cut down and bushes pulled, to make way for what will eventually become a garden. Or maybe a shovel and rake to make a path down towards one of the lakes. Chores are always a plenty in Solvunn, in or out of a settlement. Try and not be startled by curious creatures that jump out of the trees at anyone that comes close to where they are.
The most important room has been built, at least, a kitchen space and dining room. Sit there and make merry on one of the benches, getting a meal from either Wanda or Himeka, or just catching your breath. They are most appreciative for anyone that has come around to help or just to visit. What they want most is to make sure that every other Summoned feels comfortable and familiar enough with the place to do so. It is also very hard to miss the brochures lying around all over the place; those who have been around longer will recognize it as one of Nero's brochures giving an explanation of what the deal with Solvunn is. Newcomers may very well wonder if this is a child's project. Either way, you do have to say that it is informative.
A familiar goat, Eli, has followed the trio here, and seems adamant about giving up on bullying Nero now that he's moved out of the farm. So, now, they will have a forest goat to keep them company, and to try and ram into anyone it considers a suitably weak target.
As the days go by, more rooms are added to the tree house. Sets of ladders lead from one space to another, though it is all mostly empty and needing decorating. All in all, it is taking shape, even if some areas are still heavily under construction. For one, be careful to not fall into the holes in the ground, as Nero attempts to build an underground sauna from scratch. Or maybe you will notice that you are being stalked by a feline, a small companion Wanda's created with her magic, to combat the vermin digging into the garden she is trying to grow. You may very well receive a gift in the shape of a mouse (or whatever this is) if you put out your hand to the cat. Or, you may find Himeka by the water, making friends with creatures of the lake. Just don't feel embarrassed if you jump into the lake and you hear some giggling from within the flora.
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Teeth still bared, claws still digging into the fleshy trunk of the tree, ferrets now distracted enough by the fallen chunk of cheese that hovers somewhere at a safe enough distance from both Rocket and one of Nero's dug-out holes ... he probably does look a little like a 'funky tree rat'.
But he's no rat. And he sure doesn't make the trees his home. And what the hell does 'funky' have to do with anything? ]
We're callin' me Rocket because that's who I am. And there's nothing like me except me!
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Something about it -- like Nero recognizes when he's hit the wrong nerve, 'cause he's got so many of his own.
Not that he has a fuckin' idea what it means. But maybe being called a rat is like, a slur or something. He's a talking animal, there's a million chances it could be.]
Right. Well, excuse me, Lord Motherfuckin' Rocket. Maybe next time you'll think twice about throwing down some shit if you can't take it.
[When fire meets fire, it's definitely gonna get hypocritical.]
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[ 'Lord', yeah, that's a good one. The only lord he knows has a 'star' before it and he's a freakin' dweeb too so Rocket just laughs like Nero's just made the funniest (and dumbest) joke in the world. It's loud, extra loud for emphasis, and annoying.
At least he hopes its annoying because this guy is using up his last nerve and obviously the correct way to deal with a situation like this is to throw a tank of fuel into the flame. ]
Oh, you wanna go little man? I can take you โ easy!
[ ... when fire meets fire, all right. ]
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Nero beats his chest, then raises his hands like well? No, he's not gonna beat up a little -- uh. Possum? Bear? Raccoon? But he certainly can teach it a damn lesson. And maybe give it a noogie. Roll it down a hill in a trash can, if he can find one.
Stick him in a hole. Bet he can't even climb any better than the ferrets.
(The ferrets, now with the cheese diminished, who are peering over at the human and raccoon yelling at each other as if they're ready to watch the fight.]
Come on down, then. I only got, like, five feet on you. Your first plan to gnaw my ankles off?
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Despite his size and stature, Rocket's got no fear when it comes to fighting off guys twice his size or greater. No. Freakin'. Fear. When you've been through what he has, you lose your sense of good judgment and self-preservation and the thrills become just that much more reckless.
And he has mellowed out some since he'd joined up with the Guardians, sure, but every now and then ... some guy who reminds you a little too much of yourself shows up, even when he looks like a weirdo humie, and you just wanna have a go at him. ]
Yeah, sure, I'll gnaw your ankles off! Then I'll punch your freakin' face in!
[ With that poetic precursor, Rocket uses the power in his hind legs to push him forward, giving him the momentum to dive straight for Nero's head.
No. Fear. ]
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Bring it, you little --
[He does bring it. Nero is a hunter of demons, but he's never hunted a fuckin' raccoon -- which, you know, when it's soaring at his face, he's more sure of what it -- he? -- is now.
Shit.
It takes him off guard. Maybe 'cause he has absolutely no freakin' fear for this little guy, until Rocket attaches to his face and starts digging claws right next to his eye dangerously close to popping them right out of their sockets. Nero gives a shout, grabbing Rocket by the tail and pulling.] Get the fuck off of me!
[Now he's two for two for getting his ass beat by furry mammals. This is going great for him.]
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[ Feet finding purchase on whatever gangly human limb he can hang onto, Rocket gains enough of a balance of weight to ball a dark little paw into a proper fist, and then still half-latched to Nero's face, punches him.
He could claw all of the skin right off this d-bag's face, easy, but ... he won't do that. That's the kinda thing he saves for a Certain Kinda Person, and while Nero has taunted him and called him names, that's been the worst of it. ]
Yeah? How's this for something less than five feet of you, huh? Huh?
[ He's about ready to launch another punch and then do as the guy requested and gnaw those disgusting ankles off, whatever, he'll find some mouthwash later, it's fine โ but then he's being grabbed by the tail and peeled off from where he's been anchored. Maybe he should've dug in a little deeper. But maybe this guy has some kinda super-strength that most of the losers he deals with don't. ]
Hey! [ And now he's being held out at arms length like this is some kinda scene in a comedy, a small 3'1" creature and a freakishly tall human facing each other. It actually almost makes him laugh. ] What the โ let me go, asshole!
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Being socked in the face by a raccoon.
And it's a good one. Honestly. You know, from such a little guy. It bruises after impact, and even if the bruise heals nearly immediately, it still fucking hurts.
It almost makes him like Rocket. Maybe. But he's not admitting that fucking ever. For now, he's just gonna get him to stop before one of them does get hurt. He might be a dick, but he doesn't deserve to have pulverized ribs, either.
Nero gets a grip on him, holding him out with both arms so he can't get a second shot in. Not that he's had babies in the orphanage -- yet, thankfully -- but he can imagine he might need to hold one of them right after they vomit everywhere.]
Not until you agree to calm the fuck down, man. I'm not gonna hurt you 'cause you suck.
[Or 'cause they were both sort of being dicks. Nero can admit that. Maybe.] It was a good shot.
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No scratching. He's already decided on that. ]
All right, okay. [ Sigh. ] Just freakin' let me down, dude.
[ He stops moving, stops tensing, his fluffy ringed tail going slack. ]
And yeah. It was.
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He puts him down, sitting down himself. With the weird-ass ferrets gone, and him being left destitute and cheese-less, maybe he's gotten hold of himself.]
Any other guy, it would've put them out for at least a second.
[Is he trying to make Rocket feel better???? Maybe. No. Whatever.] Why the hell are you hanging around out here, anyway? You live out here?
[Not in a raccoon-way, but more like Aloy, who is like a weird forest witch who just. Doesn't like people. Maybe he doesn't, either. And maybe he's not interested in botherin' someone with his sauna if they live nearby.]
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His ears flick in irritation, but he at least keeps his little claws to himself now. ]
Yeah. [ He does not. At this very moment in time, he doesn't really live anywhere. Slowly, like he's talking to a moron, he adds: ] You got a problem with that?
[ And then because this guy is trying, and Rocket's just ... tired, honestly, which only makes him all the more tetchy and eager to fight โ none of this is an ideal situation โ he exhales. ]
I just got here, probably same as a lotta people here, maybe the same as you. One minute I'm on Knowhere, and the next I'm being yanked outta something wet and I've lost all my gear.
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[Not said with derision, either. Aloy's fucking weird, but she's way cooler than she is weird, which is truly what matters to someone like Nero. Pretty much everyone he knows can be safely categorized as "fucking weird." Lizard ladies, interdimensional witches, mutated children-turned-monster hunters... talking raccoons.]
Me? Man, I've been stuck here way the fuck longer. And I've been through shit you're only gonna hear about. [He scratches the back of his head. He knows what Kyrie would say. What she'd do. And pretty sure what Wanda and Himeka would do, too.
He's not doin' it 'cause of them. Maybe he respects a creature like, three feet tall, willing to try to kick his ass.]
Look. There's a tree nearby. I mean -- a treehouse. Literally. Can't miss it. If you need something, or whatever... you can come by.
[... yeah.]
wrap here?
That's ... weird.
At the first start of that sentence ... or sentences, he's tense and ready to go for round two โ expecting it actually โ like they just needed a second to breathe and now it's time to get right back into it again, but then ...
Rocket could choose to be an asshole, it wouldn't be the first or last time, but that's too easy. And it's not ... after everything he'd gone through during those years of the Blip, something ... changed. Maybe he got soft. Who knows? Nevertheless, he looks mighty uncomfortable when he shrugs a shoulder and mumbles. ]
.. sure, okay.
[ That translates to 'thanks, kind stranger' but those words aren't in his vocabulary.
He clears his throat. ]
There's still enough daylight out, so โ uh. I'm gonna look around a little more.
[ Sorry about your holes, man. ]