#i. anonymous.

[thiefcant]

[Faerulviir] He shuffles up to the corner where Rixian has holed himself up, holding a half-covered block and some aged hand tools. "Mind if I join you to carve...?"

     he has his feet kicked up on the table in front of him, working a little knife into the last curves of what used to be a block of wood and was now a small statuette resembling ireena. 

     there’s a few spread out in front of him, little versions of their friends, a few with paint drying on them.

          “ hm? oh. i don’t mind. come on, sit down. ”

     he shifts back, kicks the chair across from him out from the table for him, and settles back down as he works at the curve of ireena’s nose.

[huntsfirst]

[Speaker-sypha] "If you're going to beat Trevor's ass then at least be careful not to damage the floor. I don't want to spend the next hour Mending it."

         “ the floor was fine! a bit of singed wood is easy to fix. and it was the one spell. ”

[huntsfirst]

[Speaker-sypha] "What's going on in here?"

          “ belmont bonding time. ”

[huntsfirst]

[Speaker-sypha] "Are you ready?"

         “ for what? are we getting into trouble again? ”

[thiefcant]

[Faerulviir] "You're getting better at that, the longer you sit there and play." He comments idly, head propped on his hand, watching him as the other gather up Ismark and get prepared to go. "It's... cool to watch. And listen."

          “ oh -- i’m still. . .just getting a feel for it. ”

     his playing from before has slowed to idly plucking a tune on the strings, nonsense chords from his fingertips as he leans back against the side of the carriage carrying them to vallaki. they’re gathering ismark and packing their things from the evening -- a hush has fallen over the vistani camp now that he isn’t playing anymore.

     this feels so surreal. he’s got to be dreaming, right? he’s absolutely dreaming. he’s still in the blood on the vine tavern and he’s dreaming.

           “ this doesn’t feel real. i think i’m losing my mind.”

@faerulviir !

[huntsfirst]

[Speaker-sypha] She hands him a mimosa. It has a little orange slice on the rim.

          “ ah -- you were watching that match, weren’t you? ”

[semanticsreally]

caleb + collecting spell components on the road?

listen, someone’s gotta do the dirty work and he’s already covered in dirt and grime, so why not. he doesn’t see a problem with it. it’s something he needs for his work and he takes his components as seriously as he does his spellbook. this fucker isn’t going the arcane focus route, no way, no how.

he’s always got his eyes open for stuff he can use without paying for it too. free components are the best components.