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[resound]

So

[ so!! ]

It's my birthday.
What did you get me

[hymnals]

How exactly was I supposed to know that?

[and then, a moment later ...]

What do you want?

[resound]

I just told you.

What do you want, a Prismazon wishlist?
Can't you be a little more creative than that?

[hymnals]

[prismazon ...???]

Despite my best efforts, I barely know you.

That's a little bit of a hindrance in the gift-giving arena.

[resound]

[ get with the times, buddy. even a guy with nigh-unlimited fuckmoney funds can appreciate a site that promises free 2 day shipping. ]

Only if you aren't trying.
It doesn't have to be sentimental and poignant to be a gift
I'm sure you can come up with something

[hymnals]

[he'd have to start with figuring out what the internet is, first.]

Are you just demanding tribute from everyone you've seen on the street?

during Sanguis

[enelmord]

Hello, Adrasteius?

[He copies the name very carefully, as his attempts to spell it on his own would be hopeless.]

This is Matthias. I hope I’m not bothering you. I wanted to talk to you about something. It’s nothing urgent, I just

[Need to talk to somebody sounds too small and vulnerable for his tastes.]

I have some questions.

[hymnals]

[Adra lives a pretty quiet life, honestly. He's just watering flowers when he gets this message--that's why it's a moment before he responds, because he has to put the can down and take off his gardening gloves.]

It's no bother.

Tell me what's on your mind.

[enelmord]

[A quiet exhalation, and he jumps in.]

Last month when all three moons were in cycle, I caused fire to spark from my hand. At least I think I did. I don’t know how it happened.

Is it possible for someone to suddenly gain a power like that?

[hymnals]

This place is rife with magic. I feel it suffusing the air when I walk around--and obviously it's the engine behind our transformations.

I've noticed that my ice magic is a little more intense during the Cordis cycle. Perhaps, for others, it's actually granting them some elemental power.

That's probably what's happening to you.

[A moment later, as he thinks of Mat's witch hunting past, and his obvious discomfort with the supernatural.]

Are you nervous?

[enelmord]

[So it is another effect of the moons. That's why he hasn't been able to reproduce that spark since. But now the red moon hangs in the sky again.]

A little. It isn't very strong, it's like lighting a match. But flame can spread fast.

The one time it happened, it was by accident, and I set my roommate's shirt on fire. I don't want somebody to get hurt because I don't understand how this works.

[It. This. He doesn't know how else to describe what he can do, and perhaps he is afraid to name it.]

[hymnals]

Fire is extremely dangerous in untrained hands, that's true.

Magic, Mat. You don't understand how magic works.

[It's okay, he's gonna walk Mat through it.]

But now it's time for you to learn.

AN IN-PERSON DELIVERY.

[unforgivable]

[ knock knock, open the door adra. he has armfuls of greenery and a bag stuffed with what, apparently, passes for fertilizer(?) in this place and can't find the doorknob so he's basically kicking the bottom of the door to alert you that it needs to be opened. ]

[hymnals]

[Adra opens the door after a few moments, cheeks (and ear tips) pink with irritation. He's got a quill in one hand, his fingers are stained with ink, and he's pulling open the door so quick that Vaati's next kick might hit air.]

Stop that. You're going to leave a mark!

[A pause, and a suspicious eye.]

What's all that?

[unforgivable]

Your fastidiousness astounds me, priest.

[ seriously, he's so tidy! he shifts some of the greenery to the side, to best be able to see through the foliage and spot the golden-hued elf. there's more green than flower to his delivery, but a handful of spots sport weak blossoms in orange and pink, one dripping lily of the valley (or the alien equivalent, since it's colored a pastel teal with shining edges like quicksilver). ]

It's part of my continued 'thank you' for putting me up with you. Here.

[ unceremoniously, he attempts to shove half into adra's ink-stained hands ]

I'm decent with greenery, I can help plant them if you'd like.

[hymnals]

Is it so shocking to maintain a little order? Light's sake.

[But he's taking the flowers, anyway, and his expression--ears perked forward, eyes slightly widened--suggests he's quite interested in this delivery.]

--but. These are--nice. You got them just now?

[You were thinking of him??

He clears his throat.]

I mean, that would helpful ... the garden's pretty lonely these days.

[unforgivable]

I don't often live under a roof. Order only goes so far in the wilderness, after all.

[ the flowers are foreign things to him, but some questioning had lead him to find that they were suitable for household residents. not poisonous or anything, to the knowledge of the botanical keeper. once delivered, they've still left some pollen stains under his chin, green smears on the white of his shirt. ]

I saw them earlier this morning, when I was out -- exploring, went back for them after I'd finished my walk. I hadn't seen any like them among your houseguests.

[ the other plants. ]

special delivery

[nihongou]

[ Since Nihongou knows where Adra lives and all, he will open his door to find a simply wrapped package with a little card attached. The card simply reads:

From your knight in shining armor
Humans like to celebrate holidays around this time, so I'm sending my greetings.

Christmas isn't big in Japan or anything, but what can he say, he's been influenced by other off-worlders.

Inside the package is a nice bottle of plum wine as well as like a pound of the finest, creamiest butter he could hunt down. You know, for all Adra's baking needs. ]

« firialia delivery »

[menphina]

You have a delivery!! [ A little present addressed to Adra will be delivered on the eve of before the winter celebrations, together with a nice set of hand-sewn gloves, elegant hair accessories, a collection of handcrafted fragrances to use with an infuser, a recipe book of some savoury cuisines and a hand-sewn charm shaped like a smiling little star! ] - "An adventurous mind like yours should always have the best stimulation— and the sweetest of care! Happy Starlight!" - Megumi♥"

(Backdated) Christmas Delivery!

[wildsorcery]

[ A glass jar with butter cookies has been sent to Adra. There's somewhat messy icing on them that looks like a stylized flame. The jar is topped with a green ribbon and a little note that says 'Happy Firialia! I made some cookies for you, but they might be a little though. I hope you have a nice holiday!' It's signed 'From Confidence'. ]

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[blackscales]

I require your assistance.

There is a restaurant on Crystal Beach that sells grilled fish items in a Pandaren style. Meet me there.

[ Is this... now? It might just be 'now'. Is there any room for... discussion? Asking what it's about? Saying no?

You can try. ]

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[hymnals]

[Hmm. The tone's a little imperious, but he's not surprised by it. Nor is he particularly bothered. He's dealt with worse demands.

Being more or less a veteran of Lunatia, he knows the place Wrathion's referring to without having to ask for clarification, so he just shows up. Arms folded behind his back, expression curious.

Waiting.]

Quest Auto-Accepted

[blackscales]

[ Wrathion is clearly restless.

He's pacing a little when Adra arrives, dressed down into some loose approximation of local style that still is his own. The button-down shirt he's wearing is black, sleeves rolled up to his elbows even if the heat doesn't bother him too much. His loose waves of hair are a little rumpled, as if he might have been running his fingers through them.

When Adra approaches, Wrathion's eyes lift to him and study him for a moment. Then he frowns. ]

I apologise for the... shortness of my message, but it seems fate has conspired to keep us busy. Anduin Wrynn has arrived, and so has Sylvanas Windrunner.

[ The tone of these two names is names is different, the ranger's name said with obvious displeasure. ]

[hymnals]

[Adra's gone so long without seeing literally anyone from Azeroth that he doesn't quite know how to process this news. Wrathion and Mina were enough of a surprise, but now this?

He makes a 'hmm' noise in his throat. Despite his own feelings, the shift in Wrathion's tone from one name to the other does not go unnoticed.]

Well, that's quite exciting. Have you met with the both of them?

[blackscales]

I have. They're both aware of each other, it seems.

[ Inevitable, that Azeroth's machine of war would eventually start forming here. It's simply the way of things. ]

You told me once you haven't been back for over a year. What is the last thing you recall?

[ It's time to get serious and get their timelines straight. Chromie would be upset if he didn't. ]