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[Post DWC Blues]: Has Maths stuck around Silvermoon now that he's back? What are some of his favorite haunts?

He has, for the most part. He's been doing some ruin exploring in Zul'Aman as well--that's fairly novel to be able to get to enter, so he's taking advantage of it. He's taken some gig work from Atlas Treasure Salvage lately, too. In Silvermoon, he likes to hang around the Shepherd's Gate. Also the plazas and patios by the University--you can hear all manner of interesting things, there. @rimath

DWC - June 2026 - Day 3 - Shock / Reflection - Rimath "Maths"

Maths hadn’t been to Silvermoon in years. The first steps back inside the walls were a little disorienting. Things had changed. He had changed. He scrubbed a hand through his hair and blew out a breath. People glanced his way, but their eyes quickly moved on to his sister. He tried to keep his hackles down, but it was hard with the open hostility being shown to her.

Estira had a light hand on her warp stalker’s head, but her unfocused eyes roved the city paired with a dreamy expression. Whatever she saw reflected in the marble and stone of the city, Maths would never see. The Void’s incubation in her was much more prominent than his own. It made sense, she’d invited it with relief once she’d understood what was happening. Maths had simply followed his sister protectively. Habitually.

They walked slowly; Maths was on high alert for anyone threatening them with more than a glare and Estira was meandering, leading them on what Maths could only assume were her whims. Hopefully not whispers.

It made a long and uncomfortable walk for him.

They finally found the Embassy that Easy had told them about. The siblings registered and were approved to stay in the city with little fuss. A few rules and recommendations were given by rote, with no shock shown from their host as a passerby spat insults and sputum alike in their direction. The soft hum of an arcane barrier activated and protected them. The ren’dorei reading the scroll did not even flinch, did not even look toward the other elf. Estira’s gaze focused finally, pinning on the man, but she remained still and poised. Her ears twitched, though. Maths swallowed and pulled her gently the other way, toward an inn their attendant had told them was friendly.

This city had changed.

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DWC February 2026 - Day 2 - Golden/Hide - Maths

There was something delightful about anything golden. Coins, jewelry, the sun. Rimath could appreciate them all. Magpie that he was, he tended to always have something in the color on his person: a button, a coin that danced between his fingers, the hilt of a dagger, the wrapper of a candy.

You could hide a number of needs or lies or desires in that color.

Maths smiled that devastating smile of his and leaned on the bar. Booty Bay once again had sung her siren song and he’d be leaving soon, but there was a poker tournament he intended to join and a shipment of antiquities he’d agreed to appraise.

Passing time until the work started, Rimath felt his smile falter, just a moment, when he remembered that, once upon a time in a fairy tale of memory, his sister’s hair had been golden. Before the whispers, before the darkness and the touch of violet blushed her cheeks and dyed her hair. Estira had been a classic golden beauty, just like her mother, until the void had stolen the girl she had once been.

Maths let his gaze go out the open window and over the ocean, where the setting sun bathed everything in a few last moments of dazzling light, before slipping beneath the horizon and darkening everything. He missed it immediately.

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WARPWEAVER - What colours and visual themes do they associate with themselves?

He associates himself with cards, blue skies, dice, cello, and navy blues.

Do I have to wait for another fireworks show to see that winning smile?

"Send me a message with a time and place and I'll be happy to bring my own fireworks. Best to have a nurse on hand, in case of burns, hm?" @nahisummerhold