Noveuer say never - OTA November catch all

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Who: Tsutha Stoneblood and YOU
When: all over Noveuer/November
Where: in and around Aefenglom
What: quest stuff!
Warnings: n/a, will edit as needed. possible mentions of D&D-typical violence if you get her talking

i. a drinking problem

There's so much about Geardagas that is utterly foreign to Tsutha. Even beyond that, it's full of people from other planes of existence that are even more alien and strange. Places with constructs that run off of lightning power stored in metal batteries. Worlds with only one sentient race. Planets where magic either doesn't exist, or only exists in secret, hidden from the outside world, something to be hidden at all costs. She doesn't get these places. She thought Shartis was confusing, but now she longs to be able to return to her friends and zone out while Marzia and Walter debate the best ways to study for a college exam. (Or not study, in Marzia's case.)

One thing that is familiar here: The look and feel of the town. Tsutha may not be a very city-oriented person, but in her travels around Shartis, she's visited a few, and the Aefenglom architecture and cobbled streets remind her of places like Tarl and Meadowwilde back home. Even more familiar is the tavern in the Harbor District, The Sly Seadog. The seas may be one place that Tsutha has not ventured, but the familiar relaxed air of a tavern is intimately familiar to her. When she inquires with the tavern owner about renting a room in their inn, and hears that she can work in exchange for room and board, her eyes light up. She's never worked hospitality or food service before (she's never worked any sort of job before), but she has been a customer in many a tavern, and knows what kind of qualities are sought after in a bar wench.

She starts by busing tables, then works her way up to taking food and drink orders-- without writing them down, but by and large she makes very few mistakes. Her memorization skills outweigh her illiteracy. Come in on any given night and you'll be greeted by a friendly green face, showing you to an empty table and asking, "So, what'll you be having?"

ii. veggie tails

[ In trying to familiarize herself with the layout of the city, Tsutha stumbles upon the Community Gardens. She doesn't really need the vegetables for herself, staying as she is above the tavern, but once she hears the murmurs about veggies going walkabout, her interest is piqued. This sounds like a mission. Tsutha signs herself up to help right away! ]

Um, excuse me? [ She asks politely as she stops you in the street. ] I don't suppose you've seen a cabbage cat anywhere near here? A... catbbage? About yay big, leafy, green? Answers to "here, cabby cabby?"

[ Once she's rounded up the runaway vegetable animals, she returns to the Community Garden with her arms laden with the little critters. She sets about using her Mold Earth spell to clear out a little burrow for the creatures to call home. Somewhere for them to put down roots, should they choose to. After a hard day's work, she gets up to leave, only to find a little radish rabbit trying to follow her home. ]

Oh, no... Sweetie, I'm flattered but I'm really more of a meat eater.

iii. clean up & clear out

The room she's renting above the tavern is fine enough for now, but Tsutha knows if she's supposed to stay here for an undetermined amount of time, she ought to find somewhere more permanent to live. And when she does, she'll need furniture for her new home. Because that's the way that city people live. It's all well and good to sleep in a bedroll when you're out on the road, or to tuck yourself into a pile of furs when you're growing up in a cave. But in a city, people sleep in beds, and keep the multiple sets of clothing that they own in chests of drawers and wardrobes. They keep books on shelves, and sit at desks to write and study. Tsutha can't read books, or write anything but her name, really. But she's taking the Coven classes and wants to at least play the part of a studious witch.

So when she's walking home from the garden one afternoon, and comes across piles upon piles of furniture just sitting out on the street, she considers today her lucky day! The locals seem to be arguing about whether the bulky items belong there, clogging up the streets like that, but Tsutha strides up to the angry mob confidently, proposing a solution.

"Let me take it off your hands! That way you richie rich folks can get it out of your house, but it doesn't have to block traffic for everybody else! It's a win-win!"

There's only one problem with her plan. She's strong, but not strong enough to move this much furniture single handed. So, she'll stop any strapping looking Mirrorbound she sees and ask them to lend her a hand.

"I don't suppose you know anybody with a cart or anything, do you?"

iv. we're wildcarding it, lads!

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[ At first, Tsutha thinks he isn't going to help at all. She starts to get a little impatient, tapping her finger on her elbow with her arms crossed. But then he points, and her eyes follow, spotting the catbbage digging its way into the soil of the planter. ]

There you are! [ She runs over, scooping up the veggie-cat and cradling it in her arms the way one might a pet. ]

Thanks, mister. I never woulda spotted that one.

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[Friendliness is most certainly not Lahabrea's forte, nor is plantlike animal life. That was thoroughly someone else's field of interest.

But such a creature likely wouldn't fare well roaming on its own.]

Are there others?

[While it's clearly obvious that this guy isn't really going to be cheerful and welcoming about it, it seems he might also be grudgingly willing to aid in locating more. If there are more.]

..Are they yours?

[he'd know the answer to that if he bothered to check the freelance job board.]

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[ Tsutha gestures in the direction of the Community Garden patch, some distance away. ]

There're more, but they're not mine. They grew in a little garden over there, and then just kind of... scampered off.

[ She smiles, amused by the veggiemals' rascaly nature, and tickles the catbbage in her arms, which mewls and squirms delightedly. ]

I'm just trying to help track 'em all down.

[fuelingfire]

Is that so.

[Nope, he's definitely not really all that interested in lending a hand, but there's also really no pressing reason not to. Tsutha's been reasonably polite, and it's not a problem she caused - she's merely trying to remedy it.]

Very well.

[As if he has reached some grand conclusion! But he hasn't, really, just resigned himself to the foibles of being raised by a fairly helpful species.]

I'm certain if there's one, there's more. Are they all varying sorts of vegetables?

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[ Tsutha wasn't counting on this guy's help any further than he's already given, figuring that he would be happy just to be a passerby. But she's happy to see that he seems to want to help. ]

Uh-huh, I think so! Anything you could find in a garden, I guess.

[ She's not exactly well versed in the ways of agriculture. Her friend owns a farm, but he mostly raises chickens, not vegetables. ]

So, if you have any ideas where a vegetable-animal mixture would think to hide, I'm taking suggestions!

[fuelingfire]

... Admittedly, horticulture is not my area of expertise. But I know a few things about animals and their instincts.

[Now if one of his compatriots were here, who DID have an expert's knowledge on all things Plant, this would possibly be much simpler. He sets one clawed finger briefly against his chin in a gesture that's almost thoughtful.]

Most small things like dark places to hide, but a plant likes sun. So mayhap a secure and small location that still allows for light?

[And with that thought Lahabrea turns, apparently intent on beginning such a hunt. The planter the cat-bbage had been in certainly qualified, but there's only so many of those around!]

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[ Tsutha hums, liking that logic, and also begins looking around the wide courtyard. At this time of day, the shadows cast by the surrounding buildings and staircase are long, covering half the cobblestones.

Wait... The staircase!

Tsutha taps her new friend on the shoulder and points. ] They probably went up there! It's way sunnier and there's lots of little cubby holes in the brick wall.

[ The word she's looking for is "alcoves," but she's not smart enough to have that word in her vocabulary. ]

[fuelingfire]

[Lahabrea is smart enough to have that word in his vocabulary but he sees no reason to point it out - frankly, cubby hole works just fine and gets the point across perfectly effectively. There's a slight twitch when actually TOUCHED, but any further reaction is carefully suppressed too.

Not every culture was his own. Taking offense without knowing it was a deliberate attempt to antagonize would be ... unfair.]

You may be right. I would not recommend sticking a hand into any dark place you cannot see thoroughly, however..

[But he's going to head that way! In for a penny, in for a pound, and maybe more can indeed be found.

The faint rustling of foliage is surely the wind through the leaves. Even though there isn't much of a wind.. or leaves to rustle, this time of the year.]

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[ She too heads up the stairs, grinning amiably. ]

Oh, that won't be a problem. [ To demonstrate, she holds out her left hand, palm up, and conjures a small flame within it. It's bright enough to do the trick of illuminating any dark corners and alcoves, while being small enough that it won't catch anything alight.

Tsutha pauses as she hears the rustling of leaves, her eyebrows rising as she looks over to her new companion. In a stage whisper, she tells him, ] I think we got one!

[fuelingfire]

[A mage! Which means her coloration and features are completely normal - interesting. He was going to have to find out where she was from. And what the people were like. New worlds were always interesting.

But first.]

Ah, fire. Truly a wonderful element in the right hands! That should do quite well.

[Reaching into dark places could get one bitten! But peeking in ahead of time--

The rustle isn't quite heard at the same time, his current body's hearing might not be quite that adept. But she seems to think there is one, so he nods in apparent approval, after a few momnets tracking the sound as well.]

Then let us fetch the little thing out, and return it from whence it has come.

[Or if necessary .. he can do it himself, he is wearing gloves. Admittedly ones with rather sharp talons on them, but gloves nonetheless! He'll wait to see fi she goes for it - and if not, he has no problem doing so, with more care than those metal claws might suggest. Lahabrea saves the bulk of his wrath for mortals. Animals and plants are perfectly okay!]

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Right? It's one of my favorites.

[ Back home, Tsutha specialized in spells of all sorts of different elements, but she was focusing on just fire for now here, where she has to relearn all of her old spells the hard way. Fire and earth to start with, then she'll see about adding things like ice and lightning back in.

Oh, great, there's a little rutabaga-rabbit creature lurking in the shadows of the wall's nook. Tsutha crouches down to get a better look at it, then she looks up at her new friend.

"Let us fetch the little thing out," eh? Well, Tsutha's got one hand full of fire, and the other hand full of the cat-bbage from before. She smiles at her fellow seeker of veggie creatures. ]

Alright, go for it! I'll keep the fire far enough away so it won't get scared.

[ Yeah, this one's all on you, dude. ]

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[Lahabrea considers the flame, and the lurking creature, for a long, silent moment.

It's very obvious that Tsutha can't do it, she's got fire and another animal already!

And yet it is with a sigh instead of cheerful acquiescence that the Ascian sits back on his heels and tugs off one of the razor-taloned gloves he wore. It doesn't help much, he's got talons underneath too, and a smattering of red scales, but the talons at least are visibly filed blunt.]

Let not others deter you from flame, some will inevitably try. It's more versatile than any, aside from water.

[Almost advice! But she probably already knows, so the effort might be wasted. It might be with surprising care that Lahabrea goes fishing for the hapless rabbit-veggie; he knows something of handling animals, at least, and the not-rutabaga is neatly and quickly tucked up against his robes, small veggie feet carefully held in place to prevent kicking.

It probably won't be thrilled regardless.]

.... What in heavens are the carnivorous ones supposed to eat? The rabbit can surely still nibble other vegetables..

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[ Huh, that was... a little preachy, actually. But Tsutha'll let it go for now. He's probably trying to be helpful. Even though he has no way of knowing that Tsutha has never let anyone deter her from her chosen course, and has no intentions of starting that now.

He raises a good point about the veggie-mals, though. ]

Oh, uh... I hadn't really thought about that. Wouldn't they just eat dirt or something?

[ Because that's how plants grow, right? By eating dirt? ]