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Hurray, Plot. :D

Shot you Regan's thing, Caits.

It's ok, Caits. I gotta finish up Regan already.

I couldn't find the art or put the image together to a satisfactory quality, so here.

Name: Nightshade Silphium
Mark: The shape of a Solanaceae blossom, with a couple sparkles thrown in for good measure.
Orientation: Dark
Guild Leader: Al-Gin Garama Daroon
Guild Doctor: Tidius Reinor
Guild Enforcer: Regan Hiryuu
Guilder Motto: "The best spices are the rarest."
Member count: 63

Phoenix Wing

"I wouldn't have a problem with that if he weren't so-... well." She didn't need to say it, if this man knew Karn already. "And if you weren't so weird." She watched the man dance around her, standing relatively still as he did. He didn't seem particularly threatening, though. She sighed softly and decided to gift the man so gracing her hands with a smile. "Lest I be... obstinate, I must admit, you know how to charm." She gave him a little scratch between his ears, watching as he rose to his feet again.

"I only recently got to the city, myself. I met him on the outskirts of the city on the day I arrived, in fact. Poor guy fell in the river..."

But Prince mentioned song, which changed Trinity's attention. She looked to where he had been but instead found him standing above her. She leaned her head back to look at him, though he was already dancing around her. She couldn't help but smile softly, even as he danced away. With a measured breath, she conjures a harness and a pair of bongo drums onto her body. They're large bongos, and one rests on each hipe secured snugly, allowing her to dance while she plays along to to Prince's fiddle. When Prince comes behind her again, she spins to face him and dances slowly after him. She spins slowly in the center of his clock circle, letting herself follow his lead.

When the song concludes, she takes off the harness and goes to set the drums aside before she remembers she can just cast them into her inventory keep them safe with Requip. She isn't used to using her harnesses.

The musician approaches Prince, smiling. "It's always nice to meet a fellow musician. Where did you learn, or are you self-taught?" Self-taught musicians were always interesting. She calls a harp into hand and starts plucking its strings as she circles Princes.

Maybe she could talk this guy into coming with her? She could keep an eye on him while she went to investigate the news magazine in [that village]. But, before deciding any of this, she should really talk to the Master first. The task sounds like guild work, and on Damian's recommendation, she needs a team. But, she doesn't know who to bring. She's only been here for two days, and all the would-be candidates are... well, not here.

"Say, I'd love to show you around the city, and I know you're excited to see it, but I've actually got business I need to attend to, first. I've got to investigate a shady character who visited a nearby village recently. You wouldn't let me go alone, would you...?"

Whew, almost lost my post! I got a server error page, but I managed to trick my browser into giving it back to me.

Uuuhg. I may need more roleplays in the coming days. But maybe I'll be too busy moving in to my new place? I have no idea what to expect other than terror and uncertainty.

Oh my, Caits. Rope? <3

Yessss, cracked it out. Time to finish Regan's CS next... theeen I'll have to make a guild emblem at somepoint. I can visualize it, I just need the time ti make it. It's a flower...

Phoenix Wing

The flower to his speech, this man had to be a poet. She playfully rolled her eyes as he gave them, what Vivian would call, a blanket compliment. Works well on crowds.

Trinity never really liked Vivian.

But, this man didn't quite seem to be as - aaah, how to say - as much of a social "chess player," so to speak. That could be yet another air, used to decieve, but how far was she willing to doubt?

"So then, you are his... brother? An interesting way to speak of your brother, if you ask me." Then again, this guy could have meant a number of things. It was hard to tell, honestly. But... at this point, she had no real reason to doubt him. "Well, he just left. Not sure where to, or really how long it'll take him. You're welcome to wait here for a bit, if you like."

Oh noes, wasps and rats?! That sounds awful. I hope you don't find a rat king.

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