abraxaslogs | OPEN - welcome to solvunn!

Who: anyone in solvunn
When: october
Where: ed’s inn & tavern & fine gift shop
What: a mingle meet & greet for all new and old solvunn summoned to hang out and get to know each other!
Warnings: n/a, please mark any warnings in subject titles

[ ooc: this is an open log so please feel free to jump in and make your own top-levels! the official unofficial welcoming committee will be extending invites to as many summoned as possible, so you won’t need any cr with any character to just show up. you can also always assume you’ve heard it through word of mouth, and the locals will be happy to point your character in the right direction, too! there may be random locals that come through, looking for gifts at the gift shop but don’t worry about them. the event will start at 4pm~ and lasts until the very last guests head out or head to bed. ]

i. (don’t) exit through the gift shop ;

Welcome to Ed’s Inn & Tavern & Fine Gift Shop. You’ve likely wandered here due to that invitation in your hand, a word from a fellow Summoned, or because you were simply curious.

The inn itself is situated between the Primary and Secondary settlements, nestled in a nice plot of land with a garden out back, and a pen for the goats. There are little fairy-lights decorated along the eaves of the roof, and candles to set the cozy atmosphere. Inside, you’ll find a front desk with no one currently behind it, or sometimes a three foot tall raccoonoid standing there who will not speak with you until you ring the bell, even if he’s there, because that’s the freakin’ rule. The desk itself has nothing on it save for an empty bowl and the single bell. And afterwards, if you do ring the bell, he’ll demand (okay, ask) whether you’ll be needing a room.

In one corner of the main lobby area, just by the entry door, a small table has been set up with a seemingly random bunch of nick-nacks placed over it, under it, and to the sides of it. A single nail without an actual picture has been pierced into the plaster wall as though holding its place for something to come in the future. If asked, Rocket will explain that it’s a dumping ground for the owner’s stuff, because he’s not dead or anything, he’s just on an extended holiday. (But it can be noted that his voice sounds a little melancholic when he explains as much.)

This will be followed by a quick clearing of the throat and a not-so-subtle, ‘Hey, check out the gift shop while you’re at it. The guy who ran this place collected a lot of weird shit and it’s awesome’ before he follows you right behind. Apparently he mans this station too.

The gift shop itself is actually more of a stand, set up with all manner of odd items, some of them veering towards creepy or weird. Some items may even be haunted, but who knows? It’s all explorable at your own risk, and don’t feel pressured by time. Take as long as you need; just know that you might have to haggle to get the price that you want. Donations for items you want to take off your hands are also accepted, and there is a rather not-so-subtle ‘tip jar’, with a couple of coins already in, set on the side.

If you need any help while exploring your stay at the inn, employees Arthur Hastings and Nanaue will also be present at opportune times to aid you. (Feel free to ask Arthur about the furniture around the place; it had been built by him.)

ii. a feast for all ;

The bar and kitchens will be busy tonight. There are tables set out to encourage more mingling and less opportunity to be anti-social (though a few single tables will be left for those that insist on the wallflower life), with foodstuffs placed like a buffet. This includes a few wheels of Nero’s cheese collection cut into slices and served with preserved meats and crackers to start with, and a few pots of vegetable and meat stews for a proper dinner, courtesy of Himeka, the inn’s chef. Tifa will be at the bar, ready to serve any interested patron a drink.

There is a dart board hanging on the wall to one side, and decks of cards and dice games for when you’ve filled your share of food and want to mingle with something other than alcohol. And for the musically inclined, you’re free to request an instrument from Wanda, however … don’t be too surprised if your instrument is a little out of tune or weirdly misshapen. It’s fine, it still works…ish.

The Official Unofficial Welcoming Committee (made up of Wanda, Himeka, Rocket, and Nebula) will be making their rounds as usual, so feel free flag them down for a quick chat. And if you notice an odd looking small little cat with a white-and-ginger coat lingering around the space (usually found around Wanda or Rocket), feel free to make his acquaintance too.

Each Summoned can take a jar of preserves or jams with them as a kind of welcoming gift, and next to the pyramid of carefully placed delights is a stack of pamphlets, also free for the taking. There’s a lot of Very Important information within, as well as a few expertly crafted doodles to get you better acquainted with your new home.

iii. all in a day’s work ;

The fenced-in area of the yard is relatively neat, but there are spaces where there is clear gardening and other yard work taking place. Some of the older Summoned will say ‘the previous owner liked his flowers, you know,’ like it’s common knowledge, and while one won’t be expected to help, the invitation to pull out weeds or tend to what garden beds and pots that exist will be there.

There are other tools: pitchforks to pick at clumps of hay that the goats wandering in have spread about, shovels to push at larger rocks, watering cans for the drier-looking plants and flowers. Some stone slabs sit on the side of the inn, waiting for the walkways to be planned out and set onto the ground proper. It will come quickly, the understanding that here, in Solvunn, everyone works together to make things happen–as much is true for the Summoned in this territory, too.

Later on, as the day simmers down both in activity and temperature so the sun starts setting behind the rolling fields of Solvunn too. The brook behind the inn sounds louder now, not for its water, but for the animals that start their tunes for the night; the air is brisk and chilly, but plenty of beautiful butterflies and colorful toads can be found amidst the flowers and moist rocks, respectively. Should one not want to tempt fate and catch a cold, there is, instead, the start of preparations for a bonfire on a dry patch of grass. Stools are brought out from the inn, set around the area, and twigs, kindle, and logs need to be brought close for the fire.

And then–warmth, from the roaring fire, as cups with hot apple cider are passed around to those wanting, old and new Summoned open for conversation.

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[ As Rowena examines the pamphlets with doubts about their contents, one of pamphlets said contents ambles on by, followed by a train of what appear to be multiple fish with legs and a white furred baby seal - also bipedal. They approach the buffet table. ]

HUNGRY!

( that's certainly one way to get her attention. well, the large shark would have done it on its own but to be followed by fish? fish that were walking no less.

she didn't even see that kind of thing in hell. what was this?

which is why she's definitely staring for a moment, instinctively trying to sense something magical (supernatural?) about what was going on but getting nothing. then again, her magic wasn't here (so she thought).

so there's more staring and then-- )

You are being followed by fish.

[ Nanaue has found a tray that, weirdly enough, seems to be pre-made for him! A tray filled with many, many slices of meat. He points to the little placard and reads his own name aloud NA-NA-UAE and laughs to himself, right before lifting the tray and shoving the whole thing into his mouth (tray and placard included).

Only then does he turn to Rowena, staring at her blankly, then down at the feety fish. ]

DUMB FRIENDS. [ He grunts at them as they start hopping up and down, opening and closing their mouths. One of them does this to Rowena, waving its little fins as high as it can reach. ]

HUNGRY...

[ Clearly, it wants food, but cannot reach the table itself. Nanaue begins taking bits of meat and vegetables from the buffet and gently drops them onto the floor for his creations. Baby the seal picks up a few of the scraps that they haven't gotten to yet, and throws them at the fish again. ]

( it takes a moment for the little fish that's hopping at rowena to get her attention, looking down when nanuae drops some of the food on the floor. even though the seal and fish move to grab something the guy that had tried getting rowena's attention is focused on her, still trying to get something.

she watches it for a moment longer before sighing softly, picking up some of the meat and handing it down to the little fish, seeing if it's able to grab it in its fins rather than dropping it on the floor )

They're... yours?

[ The fish's fins aren't particularly dexterous, and rather than grabbing the meat it CHOMPS it out of Rowena's fingers. Gently.

Nanaue laughs. ]

MINE... [ Although the way he says it almost sounds like a question, or like he thinks it's a funny joke that she said that. He adds, proudly: ]

ME MAKE LEGS!

[ He has been giving the sea-life legs. Because magic. ]

Only their legs?

( it wasn't a complex spell, at least not the transformative spells that rowena knew, though to add legs onto fish... she supposed it made them more like him, if that had been his intention )

Do they also speak?

( slightly absently she gets a little more meat to feed the fish again )

ONLY LEGS...

[ He stares at his new friend, trying to tell if this is a disappointing fact or not, and whether or not he should embellish. Her next question makes him go UHHHHHHHHH for a long moment. ]

... NO TALK.

[ He frowns, looking down at the fish. Just to be sure... ]

YOU TALK?? [ The fish stares up at him with dumb, flat eyes and an open mouth in a perpetual 'o'. ]

( she lowers the meat down again, being more careful of her fingers this time now that she knows what to expect from the little fish )

Did you want them to?

( though really, she supposes she should ask-- )

What exactly did you do to give them legs?

[ The little fish happily gobbles up more food. In fact, the others are now noticing and beginning to swarm her as well, hopping up and down with their mouths open. ]

EHHHH...

[ Does he? It MIGHT be nice to be able to talk to them... his dumb little friends... Baby doesn't talk either... but he didn't give Baby its legs. Hmmm.

At her question, he blinks a few times, then looks down at one of the stragglers trying to beg her for food. He leans down real, real close, and pokes it in the back with one finger.

The fish sprouts a second pair of legs. It seems to upset its balance for a moment before it adjusts, and continues begging like nothing happen. He looks up at Rowena for approval. ]

MAAAGIC!

( she's aware of the other little fishes trying to beg for food now, though for the moment her attention is fixed onto nanaue, seeing what it might be.

and then he does the actual spell, or... something, seeing the effect of it and... that's certainly not what she expected.

she grabs a little meat, a warning look to the others begging her (and hoping they can recognise a sterner warning of wait in it) as she crouches a little to the fish who'd just been given the extra legs, offering the food to it as she studies it a little closer.

without her magic she can't tell much, though it gives her something to focus on even for a few seconds, to think about the specifics of the spell, of what it had done. and intend to find one of these fish again to figure out that piece of magic more in the coming days (weeks) )

How many fish have you done this to?

[ The horde of hungry fishes cower under her stern gaze, though the centaur-fish warily approaches to accept the meat offering, straight into its open mouth. ]

LOTS! SO MANY FIIIISH!

[ Nanaue answers proudly again. He makes one every day! How many of them are still alive... who can say? But Rowena won't have any issue finding one scurrying around the Primary Settlement in the next few weeks, should she like to inspect one with her magic.

Rowena isn't giving him food right now, though, and watching the fish eat is reminding him of his own nearly constant hunger. He turns back to the buffet, searching for another platter that someone must have left specifically for him... ]

( the fish she'd just been examining gets a brief, gentler touch to it, a silent thanks of its good behaviour before she stands back up, and from the she picks up more of a handful of the meat slices this time, breaking sections off to feed to each fish in turn until her hands are empty again, at which point she shows them her hands palms out: no more )

Well, if you did want a different spell I might be able to see what I could do.

( not for free, never for free but she could be negotiated on what she'd want in return. if he wanted one to talk to, anyway. or something else from them.

and then, looking as he does, she gestures to another platter that seems to have a name card on it. maybe it's for him )

[ All of the fish open and close their mouths for a few seconds as she shows them her empty palms, then disperse to beg from other party-goers - all but the centaur fish, which seems to have taken a liking to her. She will find it following her around for the rest of the night.

Nanaue is already shoving the platter into his mouth again, distracted from her offer, for now. ]

OPEN - welcome to solvunn!

FEAST FOR ALL this can be a drive-by only or actual thread whichever u prefer lmao

this made me laugh

I'M GLAD

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wrap? also PLEASE TAKE HIM AS A MAGIC APPRENTICE