Who: Tifa & Travis; Tifa & Aloy When: July Where: Primary Settlement; Tertiary Settlement What: July quests in two flavors! Warnings: Talk of death and funerals, anything else that comes up will be added.
[ It sounds like this is going to be a new adventure for both of them then, even if it that adventure is just going into the woods to cut down trees and carve things on the logs. It's good to see that this guy has the axe part handled already, and maybe he even knows a thing or two about cutting down a tree? Tifa certainly doesn't, but she's also willing to figure it out as she goes.
They're also supposed to find specific trees and do some kind of ritual, from what she was told. Solvunn really does have a lot of exact rules about how they do things, all which has to do with the gods, but she's slowly learning. ]
Oh right, the arcana. Someone gave me this.
[ She dips her hand into her pocket and takes out a folded piece of parchment. The symbol of The World is sketched out on it.
Tifa takes a glance at it as she shows it to her partner in wood-cutting, and a frown slowly forms on her face. ]
It's pretty complicated, now that I'm looking at it.
[ Are they really going to be able to carve all that? ]
[He blanches at the symbol.] Maybe if... if we carve a star with a bunch of circles around it, that'll be enough? [He's not an artist by any means and the only wood he really knows is--
Well.
Don't worry about it.] It'll be fine. [He dips away into the woods, with the air of confidence for someone that knows his shit but it's all a ruse. He barely knows this forest. But the trees are supposedly marked and Solvunn's practically held their hand for this so there's not a lot they can screw up.] All forests are the same this one just might have monsters in it. You hunt a lot? Or at all?
[ Tifa lets out a nervous laugh and shrugs. They're just going to figure this out as they go, and from what she understands, it's the intent and purpose behind the actions that should matter most when it comes to offerings, right?
Then the guy's striding off and she's quick on his heels, falling into step at his side as soon as she catches up. From her perspective, it's hard to tell if he knows what he's doing or if he's just faking it until he makes it, but there's not necessarily anything wrong with that either. Gotta get by somehow, and she knows the feeling. ]
Hunt? [ She frowns at that particular word usage, but then adds: ] I'm used to fighting monsters, if that's what you mean. That part shouldn't be a problem.
[ And since they're on their way, she may as well also introduce herself. ] I'm Tifa, by the way. Have you been here long?
Power of thought, that's gotta be enough, yeah! [He pumps a fist in the air.
He looks back over his shoulder towards her at mention of monsters, careful of his footing.] Oh, you're one of those types, huh? Them monster hunters. I've only ever hunted deer. Can't imagine the excitement at squaring off with something [he stops just shy of saying that could kill you because he did do that and he did die, but he didn't know it was a wolf in sheep's clothing, he wasn't prepared] like that.
[He squints back to the trees all looking the same around them, searching for the markings, listening to every shift of tree branch through the breeze and birds and insects. For all his chatter and blunder, he is extremely careful with their surroundings.]
Name's Travis. It's been... uh... I don't really know. Few months, maybe? There was a weird drug trip that happened that makes it feel like a few hundred years, but I don't remember a lot of that either so it was some real good stuff -- oh! [He doubles back, dances a little awkwardly across the ground, and stops face to face with a tree like it's a prize buck.] Got one!
[ Hunting deer was probably a lot more normal, to be honest, but for someone who had gone traveling all around Gaia and broken into Shinra facilities, fighting monsters (and machines) had become a part of daily life.
Since it doesn't seem like Travis here has that kind of experience, Tifa puts herself even more on-guard, realizing that if they run afoul of something it'll be up to her to protect him. That's a job she's ready and willing to undertake, though. ]
One of those types, yeah. It seems like I'm far from the only one.
[ Which is a good thing, honestly. ]
Oh, right, I heard about that... [ The strange dream where everyone thought they'd become gods and lived hundreds of years. She can barely fathom what that was like, but it sounds like Travis has forgotten most of it anyway. Maybe that's for the best.
But then Travis finds a promising tree, and Tifa circles back with him, nodding firmly in agreement. ]
Great! Have you ever cut a tree down before?
[ It seems fairly straight-forward, just hack at it until it falls, but she wonders if it's harder than it sounds. ]
[At least she doesn't take offense to his wording or tone; he did mean it as a compliment. He knows when he's lacking on expertise in certain areas (and great in others).
It's why he didn't go off for that other risky-sounding business that was being asked for. As interested as he was, he'd just get in the way, and this was something he could do with his own two hands.
He's maybe got to develop some hobbies around here that aren't fishing for barter and repair work.] Boys and I back home would do our own logging to build our hunting perches. Keep your eyes up, gravity kills! Could be any sort of dead tree limb that comes down unexpectedly. [He makes a show of waving a finger in front of him like he's checking the angle of the tree and what direction it should be all rights fall in once he starts, but it's all nonsense and he nearly takes a full swing before dropping the axe back to safety, though just shy of his foot.] Oh, fuck! The ritual, right.
[Ah, fuck. And he'd tried to remember and think about it too.] Uhhhh. [He stumbles through his babbled sentence primarily because he's trying to omit swearing every third word.] Please, gods of this land, allow us to take this tree so that it can aid in ushering a fallen citizen into her next life. [He stares panicked at Tifa, trying to convey how do we know if they hate what we have to say because he's never been much of a divine believer but he lives here so he's Trying and HELP.]
[ Logging? Hunting perches? Tifa's mouth falls open in a moment of awe as she realizes that Travis is truly working in his wheelhouse right now. She's familiar with the kind of hard labor that goes alongside living in the country, but the Nibel area didn't have that many trees and logging hadn't been the main source of income there.
No, it had been far more likely that the men of the town would go into the mountains to mine and gather resources.
She takes his words to heart when it comes to the possibility that something might unexpectedly fall on them, taking a few steps back as she keeps an eye on the branches above. Except right, there's also the ritual to worry about, and while Travis falters, Tifa thinks that what he says sounds good enough. But she gets that this entire thing is kind of awkward, and the look he sends her is nothing short of desperate.
So she steps forward as well and clears her throat. ]
We appreciate all that you can offer us to ensure that the proper funerary rites are followed. Thank you for your contribution.
[ It sounds overly formal and awkward to her, but they've got the spirit, right? She nods to Travis; he can probably, hopefully, go ahead now. ]
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They're also supposed to find specific trees and do some kind of ritual, from what she was told. Solvunn really does have a lot of exact rules about how they do things, all which has to do with the gods, but she's slowly learning. ]
Oh right, the arcana. Someone gave me this.
[ She dips her hand into her pocket and takes out a folded piece of parchment. The symbol of The World is sketched out on it.
Tifa takes a glance at it as she shows it to her partner in wood-cutting, and a frown slowly forms on her face. ]
It's pretty complicated, now that I'm looking at it.
[ Are they really going to be able to carve all that? ]
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Well.
Don't worry about it.] It'll be fine. [He dips away into the woods, with the air of confidence for someone that knows his shit but it's all a ruse. He barely knows this forest. But the trees are supposedly marked and Solvunn's practically held their hand for this so there's not a lot they can screw up.] All forests are the same this one just might have monsters in it. You hunt a lot? Or at all?
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[ Tifa lets out a nervous laugh and shrugs. They're just going to figure this out as they go, and from what she understands, it's the intent and purpose behind the actions that should matter most when it comes to offerings, right?
Then the guy's striding off and she's quick on his heels, falling into step at his side as soon as she catches up. From her perspective, it's hard to tell if he knows what he's doing or if he's just faking it until he makes it, but there's not necessarily anything wrong with that either. Gotta get by somehow, and she knows the feeling. ]
Hunt? [ She frowns at that particular word usage, but then adds: ] I'm used to fighting monsters, if that's what you mean. That part shouldn't be a problem.
[ And since they're on their way, she may as well also introduce herself. ] I'm Tifa, by the way. Have you been here long?
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He looks back over his shoulder towards her at mention of monsters, careful of his footing.] Oh, you're one of those types, huh? Them monster hunters. I've only ever hunted deer. Can't imagine the excitement at squaring off with something [he stops just shy of saying that could kill you because he did do that and he did die, but he didn't know it was a wolf in sheep's clothing, he wasn't prepared] like that.
[He squints back to the trees all looking the same around them, searching for the markings, listening to every shift of tree branch through the breeze and birds and insects. For all his chatter and blunder, he is extremely careful with their surroundings.]
Name's Travis. It's been... uh... I don't really know. Few months, maybe? There was a weird drug trip that happened that makes it feel like a few hundred years, but I don't remember a lot of that either so it was some real good stuff -- oh! [He doubles back, dances a little awkwardly across the ground, and stops face to face with a tree like it's a prize buck.] Got one!
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Since it doesn't seem like Travis here has that kind of experience, Tifa puts herself even more on-guard, realizing that if they run afoul of something it'll be up to her to protect him. That's a job she's ready and willing to undertake, though. ]
One of those types, yeah. It seems like I'm far from the only one.
[ Which is a good thing, honestly. ]
Oh, right, I heard about that... [ The strange dream where everyone thought they'd become gods and lived hundreds of years. She can barely fathom what that was like, but it sounds like Travis has forgotten most of it anyway. Maybe that's for the best.
But then Travis finds a promising tree, and Tifa circles back with him, nodding firmly in agreement. ]
Great! Have you ever cut a tree down before?
[ It seems fairly straight-forward, just hack at it until it falls, but she wonders if it's harder than it sounds. ]
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It's why he didn't go off for that other risky-sounding business that was being asked for. As interested as he was, he'd just get in the way, and this was something he could do with his own two hands.
He's maybe got to develop some hobbies around here that aren't fishing for barter and repair work.] Boys and I back home would do our own logging to build our hunting perches. Keep your eyes up, gravity kills! Could be any sort of dead tree limb that comes down unexpectedly. [He makes a show of waving a finger in front of him like he's checking the angle of the tree and what direction it should be all rights fall in once he starts, but it's all nonsense and he nearly takes a full swing before dropping the axe back to safety, though just shy of his foot.] Oh, fuck! The ritual, right.
[Ah, fuck. And he'd tried to remember and think about it too.] Uhhhh. [He stumbles through his babbled sentence primarily because he's trying to omit swearing every third word.] Please, gods of this land, allow us to take this tree so that it can aid in ushering a fallen citizen into her next life. [He stares panicked at Tifa, trying to convey how do we know if they hate what we have to say because he's never been much of a divine believer but he lives here so he's Trying and HELP.]
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No, it had been far more likely that the men of the town would go into the mountains to mine and gather resources.
She takes his words to heart when it comes to the possibility that something might unexpectedly fall on them, taking a few steps back as she keeps an eye on the branches above. Except right, there's also the ritual to worry about, and while Travis falters, Tifa thinks that what he says sounds good enough. But she gets that this entire thing is kind of awkward, and the look he sends her is nothing short of desperate.
So she steps forward as well and clears her throat. ]
We appreciate all that you can offer us to ensure that the proper funerary rites are followed. Thank you for your contribution.
[ It sounds overly formal and awkward to her, but they've got the spirit, right? She nods to Travis; he can probably, hopefully, go ahead now. ]