004 // the house of sin

[serpentis]

Who: Dorian and assorted guests
Broadcast: Fleet-wide, 3/10
Action: In a villa practically in the forest (THE HOUSE OF SIN)
When: Broadcast- 3/10 // Action- 3/9-3/31? Until we leave.

Broadcast:

[The broadcast goes out on 3/10, and Dorian smirks a bit into the feed.]

I believe I've secured lodging for myself, with room enough for several others. If you need a place to stay, do let me know. It's a quaint little villa a bit outside of town. ...please don't mind the suspicious glances, I assure you, I've done nothing entirely against the guidelines that were set.

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Action:

[Dorian has secured a villa, but the residents of Mor don't seem too keen on having an evil mage for a neighbor. As the month goes on, more and more villagers will show up to stand at the gates of the villa and threaten to come in after the "evil wizard".

Maybe he shouldn't have gone so overboard with the whole "contacting the spirits of the dead" thing.]

((OOC: Mingle post for the House of Sin. We'll pretend there are enough rooms in here for everyone! Even if you character only drops by to rest their feet a bit, everyone is welcome to visit and stay the night if they want.))

Comments

[dawnwillcome]

[There they go with their Tevintery secrets again, but Jove can't really hold it against them. They likely haven't had the chance to work out how to talk to her about this, so she can forgive them a few sentences passed just between the two of them.

She does stop Dorian from setting his soup aside, though.]

Eat, Dorian. You can still do it with me leaning on you and you'll never regain your strength if you don't eat.

[And you're gonna need your strength, for reasons. Naked reasons. Naked Fenris reasons.]

And anyway, until we know if what Tek did was an accident or a malicious attack, we can't do much. We'll have to wait for now.

[wolfuncaged]

[They are truly awful with their Tevintery secrets. Whatever Dorian said seems to have given Fenris reason to pause. He squares his shoulders, exhales and turns back, putting his sword down. ]

Fine.

[He'll go lean on the wall, fold his arms and sulk about it. ] Would could have cut his head off. That would have helped.

[Fenris no, it wouldn't. ]

[serpentis]

[Dorian sighs softly at the sulking, but manages a scoff. It's endearing, in its own way, how Fenris wants to murder everything and everyone, and Dorian scoops up a spoonful of soup.]

At the moment, there's little we can do.

[He lets out a heavy breath. He hates to feel powerless, but right now he just has to wait.]