Attention!
Oct. 27th, 2020 02:32 pm[Dreamfinder appears on the feed, interrupting whatever anyone may have been doing on their Mirrors. He will feel guilty over that in a moment but he has to focus.]
Apprentices. Your help is needed in the Kingdoms. Someone is...murdering the Citizens of Main Street. It, will be dangerous but well, you all have something the citizens do not.
[Figment's head pops up over Dreamfinder's shoulder.]
Yeah! You guys have a got Sparks! And a whole lotta of 'em too! Plus, we have enough Sparks saved up from your mission to bring back two more Kingdom Spirits!
[Dreamfinder smiles, resting his hand on Figment's head (more a comfort for himself than the little dragon).]
Please keep your eyes open- I need to get things ready for the next step in freeing the Bayou- but....I can't do it without you. So please, be careful.
Yeah and let us know if you find anything!
Thank you, everyone.
[He gives a gentle smile before shutting off the feed, Figment waving until the screens return to whatever they had been on before.]
Apprentices. Your help is needed in the Kingdoms. Someone is...murdering the Citizens of Main Street. It, will be dangerous but well, you all have something the citizens do not.
[Figment's head pops up over Dreamfinder's shoulder.]
Yeah! You guys have a got Sparks! And a whole lotta of 'em too! Plus, we have enough Sparks saved up from your mission to bring back two more Kingdom Spirits!
[Dreamfinder smiles, resting his hand on Figment's head (more a comfort for himself than the little dragon).]
Please keep your eyes open- I need to get things ready for the next step in freeing the Bayou- but....I can't do it without you. So please, be careful.
Yeah and let us know if you find anything!
Thank you, everyone.
[He gives a gentle smile before shutting off the feed, Figment waving until the screens return to whatever they had been on before.]
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Date: 2020-10-28 10:12 am (UTC)What? Murder? Dreamfinder, wait!
[The feed cuts off and Rice audibly growls.]
Useless, Good for nothing quest information, piece of-
[Her muttering becomes inaudible as she leaves to go to her room, though you can imagine the rest of it isn't particularly kind. She returns not minutes later in her armour and with her claymore on her back. She picks up the compact and- She looks tired. Angry and tired.]
I'll be going out now. I refuse to let even this sanctuary be tainted by a murderer.
[Are... are her eyes glowing red? Uh oh. Someone might have to accompany her, lest she let her anger and darkness seep out...]