Libuscha IV System Mingle (no. 1)

[necromanswers]

Who: Everyone! OTA!
Broadcast: sure why not
Action: yeahhhhhh
When: 11/12 to 1/4 (minus 12/26)


It's Candlenights! Or Christmas! Or whatever! It's festive! Go celebrate, explore, go get free stuff from a tree!!

More importantly it's a mingle!

--SYSTEM INFORMATION--

Comments

Libra | OTA

[hollowedfaith]

[A: Winter wonderland]

[The cheerful setting has Libra in a good mood; it's always nice to see people enjoying themselves, working together and helping others. In particular, he's lingering near the parks, both enjoying the scenery and keeping half an eye on playing children.

Well, that was the plan. Returning someone's impulsively abandoned gloves seems to have gotten him a little more involved than he intended, and now he's helping a group of half a dozen kids build a snowman that's taller than what they could complete on their own. He looks like he's having a good time, at least.]

[A-2]

[A little later, he's still there when one of the children has had a bit of a skating accident, as is occasionally known to happen when growing feet have metal blades strapped to them. Kneeling down beside the little one, he's able to take the healing staff Lucina gave him before she left, and channel a soothing glow through it, to repair the gash left on the boy's leg as if it never was.]

There you are, good as new. I'm afraid healing magic won't do anything for your clothes, though.

[B: A season for giving and forgiving]

[Libra isn't much of one for material goods, but he came to see the sights in the marketplace anyway, and promptly found someone else in need of assistance. This time he's standing midway up a stepladder, helping to paint decorative swirls on the upper part of a restaurant window that's advertising free soup and home-baked bread at certain times of day.] How does that look?

[The restaurant owner, a short elderly woman with a grandmotherly air, beams at him from the ground.] Oh, just lovely! You're a talented artist, young lady.

I'm... [Is it worth making a fuss and embarrassing someone he'll likely never see again anyway?] ...glad you like it...

[Later, you might also run into him doing a little shopping as well, mostly for books, drawing supplies, and warm clothing.]

[C: Don't forget the cleric]

[He's not sure if he expects anything to come of it, or cares if it does, but there is a note left on a local message board with his contact information, offering the services of an experienced combat healer, in case any adventuring parties should be in need of one. He's not that interested in money, but he doesn't want people to wander off and get hurt because they couldn't find a healer.]

[D: Wildcard!]

[That quiet, pretty human wandering around town looking at all the sights definitely needs to be dragged into your shenanigans, right? Find me at Renegade_one if you want to plot something!]

C

[necromanswers]

[At some point during the month a message is fired his way:]

So just checking: do you actually heal when people need it or is that all pretense?

[hollowedfaith]

[What a weird question.]

I don't see why I would refuse to heal someone after going to the effort of offering. I'm more interested in keeping people safe than in compensation, if that's your concern.

[necromanswers]

Oh, nah, that's not a problem. Compensation, I mean. I'm just used to a cleric who casts shit like Zone of Truth when you're on death's door.

But if you're good for healing, then rad! Wanna go on a hunting trip?

[hollowedfaith]

I promise to do my level best to keep you from reaching death's door in the first place.

Where should I meet you?

[necromanswers]

I like that even better.

[And then she sends a set of coordinates his way, with a landmark attached to assist.]

Just keep an eye out for the coolest looking elf around, and you'll find me.

[hollowedfaith]

I'll be there.

[And he will, although until he arrived on the Fleet he'd never met an elf in his life. There's a tall androgynous fellow dressed in some kind of white vestments waiting at the specified location, though, holding a staff with a crystal on top and trying not to be too obvious about staring at the ears of passersby.]

[necromanswers]

[Lup's lounging around against a wall in the area, fiddling with her communicator and not really looking for anyone, since she has no idea what this guy looks like. She's probably the only elf in the area, cool-looking or otherwise, and she's dressed in what could probably pass for adventuring gear- a long jacket with a hood, sturdy pants with colourful knee-high boots, wearing a worn spellbook and a... wooden cooking spoon? belted to her waist. She's also wearing a well-stuffed messenger bag.]

c - text

[twosoul]

what kind of healing can you do

how does your magic work

can you bring people back from the dead

thanks