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

[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.]