@forloveandcourage
“So you are my new roommate, I see. And it was Makoto, you said?” She was actually quite pleased with this. Who was to say how they would actually get along, but she had a feeling that they would have more in common than the last roommate she had. Perhaps the professor could even be of assistance in her studies. ...If there was a proper educational system here. “I’m Raine. I’m a teacher--math, science, languages, basically everything. My special interest lies in history and archaeology.” She smiles warmly.
The half-elf stood beside the stove absently stirring a large stock pot with something odd bubbling inside. It seemed to be an attempt at making a soup, though something in the ingredients had turned it a purple color, full of seeds, root vegetables and swimming with coarsely chopped grasses. Three lemon halves floated in the concoction.
“Oh, please don’t pay any mind to this. I went foraging for some herbs and fruits earlier with interesting flavor profiles in this area. I’m trying to find a nice balance between a comforting, earthy winter soup, and the refreshing brightness of a cold summer fruit gazpacho.” How was that going? Not very well from the smell of it.










