Welcome!

Welcome to Lucid Hollow; a village in The Frozen North where followers of Imora live.

[lucid-hollow]

Welcome to Lucid Hollow!

Hiyaaaa! Mod Genie here! ( @dumpgenie )

This is my second COTL rp blog for my followers of Imora (My goddess COTL Oc ) AKA: @the-sleepydragon

This blog was made to avoid clutter on Imora's blog, and so I could RP with her disciples hehe.

"Aster speaks like this"

"Pyper speaks like this."

"Briggsy speaks like this."

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About Us

We're a quiet little community taking residence the Frozen North. Here it snows for most of the year, and flowers for the rest. We are followers of Imora; the dragon goddess of sleep.

Lucid Hollow is pretty new. We used to live in the temple of Imora, but after getting permission from our goddess, we made our home on her ancestral birthplace -which is within walking distance of her holy temple.

Visitors are welcome to stay a little bit, and mingle with the locals (or if you wish to make your home here; you're also welcome too!)

Meet the Characters!

Lucid Hollow is run by disciples of Imora. They are followers with passion, who follow their dreams, and who dedicate themselves to worship and helping others.

Aster the Unbound

Imora's high disciple. He is the founder, and leader, of Lucid Hollow.

Aster is known as "The Unbound" because of his.. passionate demeanour. But don't let his eccentrics unnerve you! He is a very kind, resourceful, and adaptable leader who looks out for all of us.

Rumours say that Aster is keeping an eye out for more possible disciples to join Imora's inner circle...

Pyper the Hymnatic.

Pyper is the disciple of music. She may be blind, but she has a keen sense of hearing and perfect pitch.

She sings, plays music, and writes her own music based on her goddess, as well as other inspirations. She is passionate about collecting, and learning to play different types of musical instruments.

Pyper has a nice collection of instruments that is growing slowly, but surely.

(She is also looking for students to mentor if you're interested!)

Whatever you do.. make sure to let her know you're there by making noise. Pyper startles easily if she cannot hear you (and you may earn yourself a punch in the face..)

Read more about Pyper here

"Briggsy" the Sea-Loft

Ivan, also known locally as Briggsy, is the disciple that sails the seas.

As his title suggests; he is a sailor. He often leaves Lucid Hollow to go on long voyages, find treasure and trinkets, collect supplies, and mingle with people outside of the village.

When Briggsy is home, however, he provides us with much needed supplies. He also runs an exotic goods shop from his ship; "The Serenity" - where he sells the treasures he finds. He is a well-respected, and loved, member of the community.

Briggsy is currently looking for a crew to help man his ship and sail the seas with him.

Blog Rules

1. No extreme changes to my character without my permission.

2. No gore. The mod is really squeamish and gets uncomfortable with graphic gore. Mild descriptions/violence is allowed.

3. No time-sensitive RPs. Mod has a life outside Tumble and a full time job and, doesn't always have time or energy to respond to time sensitive RPs.

4. All characters/characters from other fandoms/non-cotl characters are welcome! However they will be treated as if they're interacting in a separate pocket dimension to avoid messing with Imora's canon.

5. Anyone wanting to NSFW rp MUST talk to me first, and be over 18!! I will be asking for age in DMs. Flirty/suggestive asks are allowed for everyone! I will not NSFW RP if I am uncomfortable with you.

6. NSFW rp is now allowed! NSFW rp will be put under cuts and have a #suggestive or #NSFW tag and be marked as mature depending on how intense it is. DO NOT READ if you are uncomfortable with it!

7. I will not always answer asks. The main reason being I don't know how to respond to certain asks, or I don't want to answer it in general for my own personal reasons.

I may also not answer them immediately, but sometimes I'l hold on to asks and save them for later.

8. Magic anons/anon shenanigans are allowed! The maximum asks that will be affected by m!a will be capped at 10

Please do not give me a reason to change my rules.

Updated: 13th June 2026

[lucid-hollow]

No one ever speaks of Emery.

He was one of us, once. One of the most devoted of her disciples. We all believed he was on track to becoming high disciple.

So loyal and devoted to the Mother Dream was he, that she rewarded his loyalty with a gift.

A stick of charcoal. It was an ordinary tool to everyone else, but any drawing that came from it would come to life before our very eyes.

What a wonderous gift.. but Emery was not satisfied.

Perhaps he was always hungry for power, perhaps being able to wield a piece of her power brought the megalomaniac out of him. Either way he wanted more. He wanted her power.

Despite our efforts to discourage him, he left the temple, and for a time we had not heard a word from him until we found him in Somnia.

He had drawn himself up an army, and he challenged Lady Imora for her crown. When Lady Imora refused to yield, Emery attacked, and a great battle commenced.

Emery's army was decimated in the Great Dragon's flames, but he cleaved off Lady Imora's tail in return.

It was a gruelling battle, but Lady Imora prevailed as the victor.

In the face of his defeat, Emery grovelled at her feet for forgiveness. But to her; his crime was unforgivable.

As punishment for his sin, Lady Imora cursed Emery into an eternal slumber, and sealed his sleeping body away in a crystal coffin. Both him, and the cursed stick, were hidden deep under Somnia's soil, where they will never be found again.

Legends say Lady Imora lost her tail to a god, but the truth is she lost her tail to a person who saw himself as one.

[lucid-hollow]

Lucid Hollow Status Post

Current Status:

Building in progress (65% complete!)

Buildings/areas

Homes

Storehouse

Tavern/inn

Bathhouse

Marketplace

Town centre

Workshops (blacksmiths, bakers, tailors, etc.)

Infirmary

Nursery/schoolhouse

Port

Lighthouse

Imora's temple

[lucid-hollow]

( @sheep-of-horn-avenue ) (BARE WITH ME I GOT BACK FROM VACATION AND I GOT SLEEPY BRAIN FOG)

*Reverie and Crocell were busy counting the glass for prepping, the newt holding a clipboard in her hand as she surveyed the supplies. Her duties as watcher of dream bubbles is easily manageable now fhat she has a magic orb.*

Reverie: Okay, this looks good....*she say

[There was a sizeable amount of glass that was made once the experiments were finished. While Aster himself did not create it, he did leave the recipe for the furnace worker, and assigned another follower to help the furnace worker refine the glass.]

[The furnace worker looked at Reverie and Crocell, patting their clothes down.]

"Will this be enough?" [They ask.] "I can make some more if not. However we do need more.. supplies to make it."

[lucid-hollow]

[With permission from Aster, Briggsy has volunteered to travel to Somnia to collect some sand to experiment with.]

[He returned at around midday that same day from his expedition with a bag full of sand, and a blessing from Imora for good luck.]

[He took the sand and handed it to Aster to experiment with.]

[Aster took the sand to a local furnace worker living in Lucid Hollow to smelt the sand in their kiln.]

[It.. failed?]

[The first experiment did anyways.]

[The glass was brittle, and cracked into pieces when it cooled. A sign that it wasn't heated enough. Perhaps it needed to be hotter?]

[Attempt #2 was a failure as well.]

[The glass created was cloudy instead of transparent. Again, not hot enough.]

[Aster underestimated exactly how much heat this glass needed.]

[Attempt #3. Another failure.]

"We just can't get it hot enough to melt!" [Aster sighed irritably.]

[The furnace worker made a suggestion.]

"Perhaps.. perhaps another ingredient is needed, sir?" [They said.] "The glassmakers from my old home used to burn dried kelp to add to their glass.. said it lowered the melting point an' made it easier to smelt.."

[Aster thought on that for a moment. They did have dried kelp in storage somewhere..]

"I'll.. be right back."

[....]

[Attempt #4]

[By this time, Aster and the furnace worker had been experimenting well into the night and through to the next morning. They were taking turns watching the kiln as the glass was smelted, while the other got some sleep, lest Imora showed them her ire for refusing sleep.]

[The fourth batch, the one with the burned kelp, turned out so much better than expected. It didm't take as much heat to smelt, and the glass came out in one smooth, pure chunk with no signs on of impurity or cracking.]

[Aster grinned.]

"Perfect!" [He said.] "This is perfect! Now, to shape it and test it out."

[It took a few more hours to remelt the glass back to a working consistentcy and reshape it into small panes. He was going to recycle an old lantern he had and replace the plain glass it had with the new glass.]

[As a test, of course.]

[It took a few more hours, but finally, the lantern was finished just as the sun was starting to set.]

[Aster handed the finished product to Briggsy and gestured to the fog.]

"Wanna do the honours of testing it out for me Ivan?" [He said.]

[Briggsy gladly obliged. He took the lantern, lit it, and walked to the docks where the edge of the fog was.]

[Briggsy could hear his wife's voice in the distance, calling out to him.]

[Briggsy held the lantern up.]

[The voices stopped, and the fog that was exposed to the light parted in half.]

[Briggsy turned back to Aster, excitement shining in his eyes.]

"We're go nna need a lot more sand."

[lucid-hollow]

[Imora appeared within her disciple's dreams as they slept that night and left them instructions.]

'Take sand from the riverbanks of Somnia, smelt it into glass, and use it to light the way through the fog. Never let outsiders learn this secret, should Lucid Hollow be compromised of its safety.'

[lucid-hollow]

[A foreign ship is approaching the shores of Lucid Hollow. The ship is donning a black flag with a skull design and swords on it.]

[Pirates.]

[The captain had heard tales of a temple to the North of his homeland donned with riches beyond his wildest dreams, and he had plans to pillage it.]

"Captain!"

[His first mate had entered the captain's quarters, startling him as he studied an old map.]

[He growled.]

"What is it!?"

[The first mate pointed behind him.]

"We're approaching fog captain!"

[Fog..?]

[The captain stood up.]

"Fog!? We're supposed to be approachin' land!"

[He had been meticulus in tracking their location. The land was supposed to be here!]

[But alas, as he surfaced to the deck and looked out beyond the water. There it was. A thick, dense, layer of fog that was quickly enveloping their ship.]

[The captain held his hand out. He cpuld barely see it in front of him.]

"Raise th' sails! Drop anchor!" [The captain shouted.] "'Tis too dangerous t' bring 'er ashore! We'll be rowing 'till we find-"

[Something cut the captain off.]

[A voice.]

[A sweet, melodious voice that sang the captain's name and urged him overboard.]

[Other crew members heard the voice too. But it sounded different to all of them.]

[Lovers, family. The person of their dreams.]

[All of them were urged to climb overboard.]

[The crew should've known better, but when theu saw figures beckoning them in the fog, they obliged happily, and without a crew to control it..]

[Lucid Hollow felt the ground around them tremble as the ship hit an iceberg and capsized under the waves.]

[lucid-hollow]

(This occurs chronologically after the Holy Day, and after most of Lucid Hollow has been constructed.)

[While Briggsy was home, Aster took the opportunity to call all disciples to a meeting in Imora's shrine room while the town slept on.]

[Pyper was the first to arrive, with her escort guiding her to sit down on one of the cushions Aster had laid out for them. Aster dismissed the escort to wait outside. This was a private meeting, after all.]

[Briggsy arrived a few minutes later. He sat down next to Pyper and greeted her warmly as Aster, holding a warmed Kettle, offered them tea. They chatted amongst themselves while they waited for the other disciples to arrive.]

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*Chimere arrived a few minutes after Briggsy, lettting out a exhausted sigh, spending most of the Holy Day working on restorting order to Imora's temple.*

Chimere: May I have a cup of tea Briggsy dear? *she says, sitting down on the chair.*

[lucid-hollow]

[Briggsy nodded and held a spare cup out for Aster to pour, before handing the cup to Chimere.]

[Aster waited for the remaining disciples to arrive before he closed the curtain to the shrine room and cleared his throat.]

"I'm glad you could all make it tonight." [He began, sitting down with them.] "You may have heard of the attacks on our allies in Woolhaven that occured not that long ago."

[A few of the disciples nodded, Briggsy looked confused, Pyper remained silent.)

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*Chimere let out a agreeing hum, taking a sip of her tea before gracefully setting the cup down on the small plate.*

Chimere: Not only that, Chimere: but those blasted wolves managed to enter Somnia...

[lucid-hollow]

[Briggsy, who hadn't been told about this, nearly spat his tea out in shock.]

"I'm sorry.. the wolves WHAT!?"

[Pyper had been filled in during the holy day about the atrack on Somnia. She nodded sadly.]

"It's true. Rumours say they managed to capture Lady Imora.."

[Pyper took a sip of her tea. Her hands were shaking as she placed the cup down.]

"If..if they managed to get to Somnia.. then what's stopping them from finding Lucid Hollow!?"

[Briggsy went quiet for a moment, then he nodded. His eyes wide wuth horror.]

"That's right.. Somnia at least requires a gateway or falling asleep to enter. Lucid Hollow has nothing to protect it if we have invaders!"

[Aster nodded, agreesing with Briggsy and Pyper..]

"That's why I called you all here. Yes, the Frozen North is isolated, and it's very unlikely invaders will wanna travel this far, but we can't take chances. We need to think of ways to keep Lucid Hollow safe in the chance that we're attacked."

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*Chimere took another sip of her tea.*

Chimere: Perhaps we can get Yvaine to set up some sort of defence group, Chimere: Like The Woolhaven Defense Squad?

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster snaps his fingers and grins.]

"Fantastic idea Chimere! I'll have a talk with Yvaine after this meeting about setting up said defences."

[Briggsy raised his hand.]

"Hey, that's great and all, but let's focus on making sure we can't be seen in the first place? Or at least make it harder to be seen?"

[Pyper hums and sips her tea.]

"Why not set up those booby traps you have in this temple, outside of Lucid Hollow?"

[Aster, too, sips his tea.]

"Because my illsuion bombs are temporary Pyper. I believe Ivan here wants a more permanent solution. Am I right Briggsy?"

[Briggsy nods.]

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*There was a sudden knock at the door.*

Chimere, putting her cup down: Who is it?

Reverie: It's me, disciples...

[lucid-hollow]

[Everyone's attention turned to Reverie.]

[Aster smiles and gestures Reverie in.]

"Ah, hello Reverie! Did you need something?" [He asks.]

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Reverie: N-not really....

Reverie: I just thought that I inform you all that...a wolf has come to lucid hollows for community service....

Chimere: Hmmm...thats fine. Now, who is this whole.

Reverie: Its...its Crocell

*the room goes silent*

Chimere:...............WHO?????????????

Reverie: Its-

Chimere: I KNOŴ WHO IT IS

Chimere: YOU BROUGHT THEM TO THIS TEMPLE DURING A SAFETY MEETING??? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA OR AWARENESS OF YOUR ACTIONS???????

Reverie: Y-yes but I

Chimere: NO BUTS!!!!!!! HONESTLY YOUR HEART CAN lead to such foolishness!

Reverie: I'm sorry....

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster's face falls at Reverie's words.]

"Reverie.." [Aster says, sounding like a father scolding their child.] "You know how Lady Imora will react if she finds out you brought him here. Don't you remember what he did?"

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Reverie: Yes, I remember what they did

Reverie: But there is no need to worry *much*, for starters:

*Reverie paused, opening the other part of the door to reveal Yvaine's spear being pointed at Crocell, who looks barely unfazed.*

Reverie: AND! Should they get smart, I have a dagger ready to be used to stab him, as well as Yvaine being ready too!

*Yvaine gave them a nod

[lucid-hollow]

[Briggsy pinches his nose and mutters under his breath.]

"Sweet Mother of Dreams this is gonna be disasterous-"

[Aster shoots him a look before turning his attention back to them.]

"And you're certain you can handle him Reverie?" [He asks.]

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Reverie: Yes, I can handle him just fine, Reverie: I'm not a child you know...*she crosses her arms*

Chimere: We know you aren't dear, Chimere: But it's important to be aware of what you're doing

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster closes his eyes and taps the tip of his beak as he thinks.]

"Mmh.. fine. If you really think he can change, then he can stay."

[Aster cuts in again before anyone can react]

"BUT he is to be under constant supervision. This wolf is not to be left alone for even a second while he's here, do you understand me?"

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Reverie: Yes I understand

Crocell: .... Crocell: (( you people sound like a group of disapproving family members... ))

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster nods, claps his hands together, and lets out a deep, drawn out sigh.]

"Now then.." [He says calmly.] "Let's get back to the topic at hand."

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Chimere: Right, Chimere: How to make Lucid Hollows more secure to prevent breaching...

Reverie:...*slowly raises her hand*

[lucid-hollow]

"Yes, Reverie?"

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*Reverie points at Crocell.*

Reverie: Since Crocell is good at handling machinery and vast knowledge of magic, Reverie: They can help set up a force field.

Crocell: ...

[lucid-hollow]

[The room goes quiet as the disciples consider what Reverie has suggested.]

[Pyper hums and scratches behind her ear before she speaks up.]

"Mmh, if we're really allowing him to stay and repent, his knowledge would be very useful to us.."

[Briggsy nods.]

"I agree with Pyper. He could also help with other tasks around the village, building, medical knowledge.."

[Briggsy pointedly looks at Aster.]

"No offense to you of course, Aster, your knowledge is valuable, but it's not.. helpful for what we need right now."

[Aster waves his hand abd chuckles.]

"No, no, you're right Ivan. I appreciate you taking the village's needs as a priority."

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Chimere: And they *are* here to do community service anyway, Chimere: AND Yvaine is there to watch them...we might as well.

*Reverie gives Crocell a weak smile. Seems like they are all in agreement...*

[the-sleepydragon]

[After a brief glance and nod between each other, Aster looks back to Reverie.]

"It's decided then. This wolf will repent for his actions by assisting with Lucid Hollow's constructuion and safety. Now unless someone has something else they wish to contribute..?"

[Aster looks around. Pyper and Briggsy shake their heads.]

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*Reverie smiles, giving the disciples a slight bow.*

Reverie: Thank you for hearing me out, Reverie: We will leave you to your devices.

*Reverie shut the doors at the three of the left the meeting room.*

Reverie: Phew! That went well!

Crocell: *lets out a scoff* Sure it did.

Reverie:...Okay, I *did* get scolded, Reverie: But in their defense...you are you.

Crocell: Hm...

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster watches them leave before he turns his attention back to the disciples.]

"Now then. If there is nothing else anyone wishes to discuss...?"

[Briggsy raises his hand.]

"I have something. Why don't we consult with Lady Imora on other possible defenses?"

"Well, I was going to converse with her after the meeting.."

[Pyper raises her hand.]

"Why don't we do a prayer circle?" [She suggests.] "If we all pray together, Lady Inora eill be sure to hear us!"

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*Chimere beamed, setting her teacup down as a finger pointed up.*

Chimere: *That* is a good idea Pyper!

*She gets up, patting her dress to smack imaginary dust off.*

Chimere: I'll grab the chalk

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster and Briggsy worked to clear the area, while Pyper watched them]

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Chimere: Found them! *She shouted from across the hall*

[lucid-hollow]

[By that time the others had finished packing everything away, and there was now space on the floor of the shrine room to draw the circle.]

[Aster gestured for Chimere to hand him the chalk.]

"Come. Gather around everyone." [He urged.]

[lucid-hollow]

-With the fighting having concluded, and the baker having finished some entirely unrelated errands, he returns to the frozen north to collect the original copy of Imora's recipe book...-

-Though he slightly messes up the coordinates, having only been to the temple for a short time, and instead ends up appearing in the middle of lucid hollow.-

-realizing he's not in the right spot, he looks about to get his bearings, and see if there's anything nearby he recognizes from the first trip.-

-He is also, once again, in the outfit he had worn before, to continuing to cover the odd appearance of his form-

[Lucid hollow is quite small at this point in time; with buildings still being under construction, a few houses having been built already, and a town centre made of stone that was in the process of being layered down.]

[lucid-hollow]

[Pyper finishes up her prayer, and by the time she's done she realises she can smell something good coming from the temple's kitchen.]

[Curious, Pyper stands up, pulls the curtain back, and nagivates her way to the kitchen by running her hand against the wall.]

[It takes a bit of time, and bumping into one of the chapel's benches, before she found the kitchen.]

"Mmm.. That smells good." [Pyper says, sniffing the air.]

[some-anonymous-cook]

-The smell is that of warm bread and cinnamon, the baker having made a batch of cinnamon rolls.-

Glad they do, here's hoping I don't accidentally burn them, don't exactly have the same things for cooking as i do in the kitchen i usually use.

I got a rough idea for the timing, so it should only be say, 15-20 minutes?

[lucid-hollow]

"I can wait."

[Pyper smiled and felt around for something to sit down on. She eventually found a stool, and pulled it closer to sit down on it.]

[She waited patiently while the baker cooked, occasionally tapping her fingers against her thighs.]

[some-anonymous-cook]

Luckily for me, it's mostly just watching at this point, all the actual work goes into the dough.

I do hope my occasional, shall i say, 'less that polite' actions aren't too much of an annoyance, it's somewhat in my nature to try and get reactions outta people.

You asked what i was doing here, and the more straightforward answer is that Mrs Imora asked me to bring her old family cookbook to Somnia for her.

The same one i was surprised about earlier when you mentioned how long Imora's been a god, I'm amazed it lasted two thousand years without deteriorating into uselessness.

[lucid-hollow]

"Ah. No need to worry about being annoying with me. I'm used to it."

[Pyper chuckles at her words.]

"I agree. To think that a book could survive that long.. I wonder what journey it's been on during this time. Did someone else own it before it was found? Have other people added recipes into it? Who knows!"

[some-anonymous-cook]

I have myself a translated copy of it, though I've yet to spend enough time checking it to see just how many people had written in it, though I can tell a lot of the recipes were from Imora's grandmother.

she'd left many, many notes on the recipes she added, little stories about where she got the recipe, a few tips for the best results, and... little messages.

-The baker pauses for a moment, looking over to the rolls to make sure they're not burning.-

You seem a lot more accepting of what most would see as surprising and unusual.

When i told Aster that Mrs Imora asked me to come to the temple, he was flabbergasted, but then again i had just hopped the little fence around Mackenzie's grave to tend to it.

[lucid-hollow]

"When you accept the fact that most, if not all, gods were mortal once, you don't get as surprised when they show mortal habits."

[Pyper shrugs, then blinked at the Baker's next words.]

"I'm surprised he was only flabbergasted." [She deadpanned.] "Aster usually throws something at people's heads if they touch that grave. It's sacred."

"And I heard the old bastard has good aim.."

[some-anonymous-cook]

Oh, he was could very well have been about to chuck something at the back of my head honestly, i was paying more attention to the fact someone who wasn't me had touched the graves before i even got here.

Well, "Someone", I know exactly who did it, but there hasn't really been a good time to tell Imora about it.

And, honestly, I'm not sure if telling her would do any good, I already undid what they had done to the grave, so...

If they pull something like that again, I'm making like the others like me and snitching faster than you can say worcestershire, which gives me a decent minute or two.

[lucid-hollow]

[Pyper doesn't know what to say about that, so she just nods along and hums.]

[some-anonymous-cook]

-The baker looks over to the buns, which still need a bit more time.-

Do you have any other instruments you enjoy playing, besides what I heard you playing earlier?

[lucid-hollow]

"Well.."

[Pyper smiles.]

"I can play the fiddle, a classic, but I can also play the flute, and the guitar!"

[Pyper lights up, and her tail starts flicking with excitement.]

"Oh, have you ever heard of a Hurdy-Gurdy?"

[some-anonymous-cook]

Hmm.. I can't say i ever have heard of that, but quite a peculiar name for an instrument it is.

I assume it's one you quite like?

[lucid-hollow]

"I heard it once. I was one of the most beautiful sounds I've ever heard."

[Pyper smiled wistfully as she said this.]

"But I don't have one myself. I keep asking Ivan to get one for me, but he hasn't been able to find one yet.."

[some-anonymous-cook]

Well, if I ever find one in my travels, I'll see about picking it up to bring back.

Any type of songs you prefer over others? I know someone who's rather talented with the guitar, and they always liked playing the types of songs you'd hear around a campfire during an adventure, or in a crowded tavern with a round of drinks.

Shame they won't be staying with my group for any more adventures , but they doing good, so that's fine with me.

[lucid-hollow]

"I like songs that tell a story over everything else. That's where I get most of my inspiration from."

[some-anonymous-cook]

Then perhaps I'll have to share some of the songs i know of with you, many have little stories in them, and some are even entire stories in of themselves!

-Looking to the rolls again, the baker heads over to take them off heat-

But before then, the cinnamon rolls are done!

[lucid-hollow]

[Pyper inhales deeply, perking up when she smells the cinnamon aroma in the air.]

"Ooh, they smell divine!" [She says while flicking her tail.] "I would love to try one, if you'll let me."

[some-anonymous-cook]

oh, of course you're welcome to have some, I've made a whole pan of them!

and, i wouldn't quite say they're divine, i could have done much more had i my usual impliments and full pantry, but I'd wager a certain divine may find herself a little jealous if she heard none are coming up to her.

-The baker snickers at his own teasing remark again, while cutting out and plating a roll for Pyper, which is shortly placed infront of her.-

I will warn, just took it out, so it will be hot, and it's got a sugary glaze all atop it, which will be both sticky and hot, so try and take care to burn neither your hands nor your mouth.

[lucid-hollow]

"Thank you for the warning."

[Pyper smiled and held her hand out to feel for the buns, and grabs one when they touch her fingers.]

[Pyper is careful handling them, and blows before eating it.]

"Mm..mmh! These are good!" [Pyper exclaims in excitement.]

[some-anonymous-cook]

glad you like em, cinnamon rolls are one of my favorites. Cinnamon in general, is a flavor I greatly enjoy, the scent too is warm and homely.

-they take one of the rolls, pulling down the cloth covering their face, and bite into it, caring slightly less to hide the way they eat, as there hadn't appeared to be many others about.-

mmm, nothing quite like a freshly baked cinnamon roll.

[lucid-hollow]

"'The smell of home' - or af least that's wgat I've heard."

[some-anonymous-cook]

Certainly a smell of home, in a most literal sense for myself.

The home where my heart lies always had a scent of sweet baked goods about it, often times with a hearty amount of cinnamon added.

How I miss the time spent there, sat by a fire with a fresh slice of pie...

-The baker lets out a wistful sigh, before continuing to eat their roll.-

[lucid-hollow]

[Pyper smiled, then her ears twitched when she heard the sound of a bell ringing put throughout the temple.]

"Oh! Forgive me, I must go now!" [Pyper said in a hurry, turning around and feeling for the doorway.] "Thank you for the treats! You're a very talented cook!"

[lucid-hollow]

(This will be dated after the meeting with Reverie and Crocell during the prayer circle.)

[While the disciples prayed for protection, an aspect of Imora appeared before her statue in the centre of Lucid Hollow. Some followers were surprised, while other bowed to the aspect in reverence.]

[Imora walked away from the statue, through the mostly-developed town, and ontonthe dock until she was standing before the ocean's edge.]

[Imora gazed out at the shoreline and raised her hands in the air.]

[Thick fog started to roll in, obscuring the view of the ocean until the entire town was hidden behind it.]

[The aspect said something in a foreign tongue before it disappeared, leaving the townspeople shocked and whispering amongst each other.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

[Aster appears not too far from.Sariel, and it looks like he's holding a cut throat razor in his hand and grinning.]

"Saaariel!" [Aster calls put to him.] "A little birdie told me someone needs help shearing!"

@lucid-hollow

(Sariel) Aster! I...yeah.

*He narrows his eye at the razor.* You do realize sheep require shears right?

*He said, with an amused chuckle.*

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster makes a face and looks down at his raxor in his hands.]

"Shears..?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) *He laughs* Yes, shears. Even the most diabolical of razers isn't going to do much against wool, especially since mine is suddenly so extra thick.

Come on, I have a pair in my room. It's...a little difficult moving like this though...

[lucid-hollow]

"Allow me."

[Aster sheaths his razor and pockets it. Then, he stands behind Sariel, and wraps his arms aroujd his waist.]

"As Ivan says, engage your core.."

[Aster takes a breath in, then attempts to lift Sariel up.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

*Aster is able to lift Sariel, but he's definitely much heavier*

(Sariel) How much weight can you lift?

*Impressed*

[lucid-hollow]

"I have no idea!" [Aster laughs, as he slowly but surely escorts Sariel to his room.] "I just lift and pray it's not too heavy!"

[cold-mother-yngya]

*Sariel laughs* Your faith is impressive, I must say. I wonder if that extends to your shearing abilities. Your lack of experience nonwithstanding.

*He teased.*

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster raise a brow.]

"Are you challenging me Sariel?" [He asked.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) Perhaps. If you make me look foolish I'll have to fire you as my shearing aid. It's a high honor, so I trust you won't disappoint?

*He chuckles*

[lucid-hollow]

"Not at all!" [Aster chuckles.] "I could never disapppint you."

[Once they made it to Sariel's room, Aster carefully places the sheep down.]

"Now. Where are these so-called 'shears' you were talking about?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) The top left drawer in the bathroom.

*He said as he began removing the outer layer of his robes, though he kept his underclothes on.*

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster went to the bathroom and rummaged around until he saw Sariel's shears. With a hum, he returned to the room.]

"These it?" [He asks, holding them out.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) *He nodded* Indeed. Please try not to nick my skin as you shear. Leave extra if you're unsure about a spot and once a majority of this wool is off me I can do the fine work.

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster nodded and got to work shearing.]

[Since he was inexperienced with using shears, he did leave some uneven areas and extra patches where he wasn't as confident. But the majority of the wool was falling off.]

"Forgive me Sariel" [He mutters.] "It's not as easy as it seems, it turns out.."

[cold-mother-yngya]

[Aster appears not too far from.Sariel, and it looks like he's holding a cut throat razor in his hand and grinning.]

"Saaariel!" [Aster calls put to him.] "A little birdie told me someone needs help shearing!"

@lucid-hollow

(Sariel) Aster! I...yeah.

*He narrows his eye at the razor.* You do realize sheep require shears right?

*He said, with an amused chuckle.*

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster makes a face and looks down at his raxor in his hands.]

"Shears..?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) *He laughs* Yes, shears. Even the most diabolical of razers isn't going to do much against wool, especially since mine is suddenly so extra thick.

Come on, I have a pair in my room. It's...a little difficult moving like this though...

[lucid-hollow]

"Allow me."

[Aster sheaths his razor and pockets it. Then, he stands behind Sariel, and wraps his arms aroujd his waist.]

"As Ivan says, engage your core.."

[Aster takes a breath in, then attempts to lift Sariel up.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

*Aster is able to lift Sariel, but he's definitely much heavier*

(Sariel) How much weight can you lift?

*Impressed*

[lucid-hollow]

"I have no idea!" [Aster laughs, as he slowly but surely escorts Sariel to his room.] "I just lift and pray it's not too heavy!"

[cold-mother-yngya]

*Sariel laughs* Your faith is impressive, I must say. I wonder if that extends to your shearing abilities. Your lack of experience nonwithstanding.

*He teased.*

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster raise a brow.]

"Are you challenging me Sariel?" [He asked.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) Perhaps. If you make me look foolish I'll have to fire you as my shearing aid. It's a high honor, so I trust you won't disappoint?

*He chuckles*

[lucid-hollow]

"Not at all!" [Aster chuckles.] "I could never disapppint you."

[Once they made it to Sariel's room, Aster carefully places the sheep down.]

"Now. Where are these so-called 'shears' you were talking about?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) The top left drawer in the bathroom.

*He said as he began removing the outer layer of his robes, though he kept his underclothes on.*

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster went to the bathroom and rummaged around until he saw Sariel's shears. With a hum, he returned to the room.]

"These it?" [He asks, holding them out.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

[Aster appears not too far from.Sariel, and it looks like he's holding a cut throat razor in his hand and grinning.]

"Saaariel!" [Aster calls put to him.] "A little birdie told me someone needs help shearing!"

@lucid-hollow

(Sariel) Aster! I...yeah.

*He narrows his eye at the razor.* You do realize sheep require shears right?

*He said, with an amused chuckle.*

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster makes a face and looks down at his raxor in his hands.]

"Shears..?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) *He laughs* Yes, shears. Even the most diabolical of razers isn't going to do much against wool, especially since mine is suddenly so extra thick.

Come on, I have a pair in my room. It's...a little difficult moving like this though...

[lucid-hollow]

"Allow me."

[Aster sheaths his razor and pockets it. Then, he stands behind Sariel, and wraps his arms aroujd his waist.]

"As Ivan says, engage your core.."

[Aster takes a breath in, then attempts to lift Sariel up.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

*Aster is able to lift Sariel, but he's definitely much heavier*

(Sariel) How much weight can you lift?

*Impressed*

[lucid-hollow]

"I have no idea!" [Aster laughs, as he slowly but surely escorts Sariel to his room.] "I just lift and pray it's not too heavy!"

[cold-mother-yngya]

*Sariel laughs* Your faith is impressive, I must say. I wonder if that extends to your shearing abilities. Your lack of experience nonwithstanding.

*He teased.*

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster raise a brow.]

"Are you challenging me Sariel?" [He asked.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) Perhaps. If you make me look foolish I'll have to fire you as my shearing aid. It's a high honor, so I trust you won't disappoint?

*He chuckles*

[lucid-hollow]

"Not at all!" [Aster chuckles.] "I could never disapppint you."

[Once they made it to Sariel's room, Aster carefully places the sheep down.]

"Now. Where are these so-called 'shears' you were talking about?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) The top left drawer in the bathroom.

*He said as he began removing the outer layer of his robes, though he kept his underclothes on.*

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster went to the bathroom and rummaged around until he saw Sariel's shears. With a hum, he returned to the room.]

"These it?" [He asks, holding them out.]

[lucid-hollow]

It would be really funny if he does a bad job with the shearing

"Why does everyone have so little faith in me?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

[Aster appears not too far from.Sariel, and it looks like he's holding a cut throat razor in his hand and grinning.]

"Saaariel!" [Aster calls put to him.] "A little birdie told me someone needs help shearing!"

@lucid-hollow

(Sariel) Aster! I...yeah.

*He narrows his eye at the razor.* You do realize sheep require shears right?

*He said, with an amused chuckle.*

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster makes a face and looks down at his raxor in his hands.]

"Shears..?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) *He laughs* Yes, shears. Even the most diabolical of razers isn't going to do much against wool, especially since mine is suddenly so extra thick.

Come on, I have a pair in my room. It's...a little difficult moving like this though...

[lucid-hollow]

"Allow me."

[Aster sheaths his razor and pockets it. Then, he stands behind Sariel, and wraps his arms aroujd his waist.]

"As Ivan says, engage your core.."

[Aster takes a breath in, then attempts to lift Sariel up.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

*Aster is able to lift Sariel, but he's definitely much heavier*

(Sariel) How much weight can you lift?

*Impressed*

[lucid-hollow]

"I have no idea!" [Aster laughs, as he slowly but surely escorts Sariel to his room.] "I just lift and pray it's not too heavy!"

[cold-mother-yngya]

*Sariel laughs* Your faith is impressive, I must say. I wonder if that extends to your shearing abilities. Your lack of experience nonwithstanding.

*He teased.*

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster raise a brow.]

"Are you challenging me Sariel?" [He asked.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) Perhaps. If you make me look foolish I'll have to fire you as my shearing aid. It's a high honor, so I trust you won't disappoint?

*He chuckles*

[lucid-hollow]

"Not at all!" [Aster chuckles.] "I could never disapppint you."

[Once they made it to Sariel's room, Aster carefully places the sheep down.]

"Now. Where are these so-called 'shears' you were talking about?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

[Aster appears not too far from.Sariel, and it looks like he's holding a cut throat razor in his hand and grinning.]

"Saaariel!" [Aster calls put to him.] "A little birdie told me someone needs help shearing!"

@lucid-hollow

(Sariel) Aster! I...yeah.

*He narrows his eye at the razor.* You do realize sheep require shears right?

*He said, with an amused chuckle.*

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster makes a face and looks down at his raxor in his hands.]

"Shears..?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) *He laughs* Yes, shears. Even the most diabolical of razers isn't going to do much against wool, especially since mine is suddenly so extra thick.

Come on, I have a pair in my room. It's...a little difficult moving like this though...

[lucid-hollow]

"Allow me."

[Aster sheaths his razor and pockets it. Then, he stands behind Sariel, and wraps his arms aroujd his waist.]

"As Ivan says, engage your core.."

[Aster takes a breath in, then attempts to lift Sariel up.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

*Aster is able to lift Sariel, but he's definitely much heavier*

(Sariel) How much weight can you lift?

*Impressed*

[lucid-hollow]

"I have no idea!" [Aster laughs, as he slowly but surely escorts Sariel to his room.] "I just lift and pray it's not too heavy!"

[cold-mother-yngya]

*Sariel laughs* Your faith is impressive, I must say. I wonder if that extends to your shearing abilities. Your lack of experience nonwithstanding.

*He teased.*

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster raise a brow.]

"Are you challenging me Sariel?" [He asked.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

[Aster appears not too far from.Sariel, and it looks like he's holding a cut throat razor in his hand and grinning.]

"Saaariel!" [Aster calls put to him.] "A little birdie told me someone needs help shearing!"

@lucid-hollow

(Sariel) Aster! I...yeah.

*He narrows his eye at the razor.* You do realize sheep require shears right?

*He said, with an amused chuckle.*

[lucid-hollow]

[Aster makes a face and looks down at his raxor in his hands.]

"Shears..?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) *He laughs* Yes, shears. Even the most diabolical of razers isn't going to do much against wool, especially since mine is suddenly so extra thick.

Come on, I have a pair in my room. It's...a little difficult moving like this though...

[lucid-hollow]

"Allow me."

[Aster sheaths his razor and pockets it. Then, he stands behind Sariel, and wraps his arms aroujd his waist.]

"As Ivan says, engage your core.."

[Aster takes a breath in, then attempts to lift Sariel up.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

*Aster is able to lift Sariel, but he's definitely much heavier*

(Sariel) How much weight can you lift?

*Impressed*

[lucid-hollow]

"I have no idea!" [Aster laughs, as he slowly but surely escorts Sariel to his room.] "I just lift and pray it's not too heavy!"