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fandomhigh2019-02-26 06:24 am
built_fjord_tough) wrote in fandomhigh2019-02-26 06:24 am
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A New You, Tuesday, Period Two
"Mornin', class," Fjord drawled, looking fairly at ease as his students made thier way into the Danger Shop today. "I hope the break treated you well."
He'd woken up one morning in bed, choking on seawater. Yours had probably at least been off to a better start than his.
"Last we met, you all had an opportunity to wind down and stock up." Yeah, he'd basically just let you run free. Not every week could be an 'on' week. "You wandered the town, you learned a few things, you got some new equipment, well done."
You officially did better with shopping episodes than Fjord did.
"The Captain of the Guard still has that job for you, and now that some of the cleanup in the wake of the attack is well in hand, she's actually seeking you out herself."
He stepped back, and the simulated town around them - still showing signs of damage from the attack a few weeks prior - roared to life. A silver-scaled Dragonborn woman, taller and broader than... most of you, anyway, made her way to the group, a look of purpose in her eye.
"You lot," she said, her tone low and commanding. "What do you know... about wyrmlings?"
[OOC: Open class is openy.]
He'd woken up one morning in bed, choking on seawater. Yours had probably at least been off to a better start than his.
"Last we met, you all had an opportunity to wind down and stock up." Yeah, he'd basically just let you run free. Not every week could be an 'on' week. "You wandered the town, you learned a few things, you got some new equipment, well done."
You officially did better with shopping episodes than Fjord did.
"The Captain of the Guard still has that job for you, and now that some of the cleanup in the wake of the attack is well in hand, she's actually seeking you out herself."
He stepped back, and the simulated town around them - still showing signs of damage from the attack a few weeks prior - roared to life. A silver-scaled Dragonborn woman, taller and broader than... most of you, anyway, made her way to the group, a look of purpose in her eye.
"You lot," she said, her tone low and commanding. "What do you know... about wyrmlings?"
[OOC: Open class is openy.]
Or Wander Off!
Alternately, this could be where you get specific stock for whatever adventure you might be about to go on, woo!