[open + closed] we're solvunn so we

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Who: Himeka, Tifa, and YOU
When: Throughout September & October
Where: Around the Primary Settlement
What: Questing to give gifts to the goat man
Warnings: Bad musical parodies

Keep a little fluff under my pillow for the goat man
In case he come to town
Keep a little candy in my handy for the goat man
So he will put it down
Just the mask he took from the council
On the ground
And give him all this stuff

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OPEN ❥ making masks

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[ It's a tradition at this time of year, one that Himeka herself has participated in before. It was part of the inspiration she had back when she and Nero were facing off against that Anomaly, to put on a mask to intimidate their quarry. This might be a little different in it's intention, but remembering how well the mask worked and the Lyhos Kesc's apparent fixation with one very special mask... ]

...then it lends to reason he must really like masks!

[ She explains as she blots some bright red paint on the misshapen blob she's molded into a face. Sort of. ]

So, mayhaps if we make him something more appealing, he might be willing to trade the mask the council needs with one of ours.

[ Himeka looks up from her project with a light smile. ]

Would you like to help?

[vecna]

[Hark, arts and crafts?

Henry's artistic side makes him curious, he must admit. The rest of him balks against being so hopeful and going out of his way to assist, despite the communal nature of Solvunn itself — though maybe being in this world for so long is exactly the reason why get gives it some thought, just a passing beat before he replies.]

And is that supposed to be more appealing?

[A glance down at the blob of what she's already working on.]

It's a face, right?

[Be nice, Henry.]

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[ She's certainly seen him around before, though not oft thought to bother him. Less so of a desire, and more because Himeka is the sort of person to have several side quests going on at once. He is another Summoned, she knows, so she automatically assumes as sense of comradery whether it is warranted or not.

Everyone, but especially the Summoned, get a +5 friendship modifier. ]

That's the idea, yes.

[ Despite her obvious lack of skill, she looks down proudly at the mess she's made. ]

Well, it's going to be a face. I hope. It's about the right size, right?

[ She holds up her hands, putting her fingers into two mirrored Ls to frame his face and then holds it over the blob. Measuring. Very precisely. ]

...Alright, it may be a bit bigger, but mayhaps our goat friend needs a bigger mask.

[vecna]

[He just watches as she frames his face with Ls, and then compares it to the "art" she's made below. Henry wears his usual pristine, unaffected polite smile, but there's something at its corners that twitches. In another lifetime, perhaps, were he born "normal" and bereft of powers, he would've been an artist. He's always had something of an inclination.

That was never the reality presented to him. But here, in Solvunn, there is often time aplenty to examine and encourage and explore long-dead talent. Even if it's as something as silly and meaningless as making a mask; the very thing that Henry derides other people for wearing (metaphorically), hypocrite as he is.]

I think the nose needs work. [There, he gave a criticism without being overly mean about it.] If you don't mind, I can help you straighten out the features just a little more to look more... face-like. I've been dabbling in art now and again, so I think I can manage it.

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[ Though this is surely a calling of need when a thief is in their midst, Himeka would consider no task silly or meaningless if you enjoyed it. Now, enjoying and being good at it are entirely different things, but she can at least enjoy the process even if the results. Speak for themselves.

Unfortunately.

But she is aware enough of her shortcomings when it comes to art. When he mentions the nose, she purses her lips as she tilts the mask to the side. ]

It's a little crooked, isn't it?

[ It looks like a potato. ]

Oh, would you?

[ Himeka looks up again, her tail swishing behind her with new interest. ]

I'd love to learn from an actual artist.

[ She assumes, of course, that "dabbling" is enough to make him a true blue artisan. She scoots a little too the side to make room for him to sit if he wishes, even though there is plenty otherwise. ]

[vecna]

[A very strange potato, at that. But Henry just tilts his head, smiling.]

Well, I don't know if I'd qualify as a "true" artist. [Still, he holds out his hands in an offer to take the mask from her, to truly look it over.] It wasn't exactly my profession back home. I guess you could say I'm just an amateur.

But there's so much free time in Solvunn. We all should pursue potential that was otherwise quashed back home, right?

["Quashed" is a rather strong word, but. It's accurate.]

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[ She takes it as a show of humility for what must be some sort of latent talent. But Himeka can understand the sentiment all the same and nods in agreement. ]

We all start out as amateurs, don't we?

[ She would never go as far as to say she had a knack for cooking. Even in the early onset, it took a lot of practice, determination, and undercooked loaves to get it right. ]

Though I suppose anyone who had a passing interest in farming will be doing well now.

[ Her gaze flickers back down to the "mask". ]

I was thinking it would feel more comfortable with a mask of something familiar. So I tried to make it look like a goat.