Maraas Shokra

[ataashihunter]

WHO: The Iron Bull
WHERE:Mostly the villages + some patrols
WHEN: Feb 17-25
OPEN TO: OTA
WARNINGS: No specific ones, mentions of booze, sex and fighting are standard Bull stuff.

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Des and Bull had taken some time to find the right spot for their new brewery, but Des had been right, The inn in the North Village proved to be the best place for it. It was big enough that they could really get things going and provide an actual tavern atmosphere to the place. Now they were getting things set up there. A stockroom starting to be filled with the supplies Bull had already gotten, the kitchen filled with their equipment and one of the rooms commandeered for a fermenting room., keeping the temperature in there a little warmer than the rest of the place.


[For Des]
After they had gotten the stuff up there and squered away Bull stands in the middle of the kitchen and looks around. "Not a bad choice at all. I think we can make this into a really good place, a proper tavern. We just need to get brewing on a big scale for that." He grins at Des "You're down for helping me grow hops and barley in the summer? I don't want to rely on the gifts"


[For Thor (or Loki if he wants to be the one answering the door)]
After Bull's gotten settled and seen how the whole place functions he figures it might not be a bad idea to consolidate the brewing that is going on in the village. So he heads to Thor's house, knocking on the door. "You in there, Thor?"


[Patrols, OTA]
Not even a brand new brewery is going to stop Bull from preforming his duty as one of the guys leading patrol, so he shows up every day, bright and early. He even puts a note up in the South inn that people who want to join can meet up and get paired with someone else who does the patrol as well. There are a few routes he likes to take. Around each of the villages, checking on the fountain and the road between, and then also making sure they have plans for defense of the villages. You can pretty much always approach him with that.

[Inn, Lunchtime. Off Color, Feb 21-22 ]
When Bull wakes up the morning of the 21st he feels good, though slightly different. And like he is in the mood for something different. Maybe he should experiment some with the beer today. They had recently gotten new supplies. What if he changed up some of the ratios.

It wasn't until around lunch time, after the beer had been started that he realizes what has caused it. His band had changed color to violet. Damn. Once he sits down at the lunch table at the inn he looks around, trying to spot people with the same band color, once he spots them, he shows them his. "Got a surprise this morning."

Seven | Of Noble Intentions

[eaglesonofnone]

WHO: Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad
WHERE: The Healing Springs
WHEN: Feb 19
OPEN TO: Lucy Stillman, Malik Al-Sayf
WARNINGS: Not-quite nudity (we're talking the hot springs, here), and maybe talk of violence.

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Walk in Shadow (for Lucy):

It was difficult to be stealthy while leaning on a walking stick. At least, to his credit, he was wearing mostly-white against the snow. Of course, the red stripes on his mentor robe remained distinctive, but it was cold, and he wasn't going to be without it.

Until Takashi had arrived, and soon after Nida, he had actually forgotten that the Springs existed. Perhaps it was that no one he knew had been ill or injured, or perhaps it was that he, himself, tended toward healthy, but the fact that the springs could heal? Once he'd remembered, he'd known that he needed to go.

It had taken some time before he'd considered himself both able and willing to take such a walk. Wandering around the house was much simpler. A single level, what with Malik having gone to the root cellar as needed, and even the bath being easy enough to climb into and out of. But he'd not walked this far on his knee since descending the mountain.

And that was the source of his frown. It was more sore than he'd thought it would be.

Inch Closer and Closer (for Malik):

He would likely regret it later, having remained in the waters for as long as he had. The warmth had been soothing, and the fact that they aided him in healing - it was difficult to resist. But he knew he couldn't stay forever.

Still. Would five more minutes hurt? Five minutes to ease sore muscles and torn flesh, to let the water take his weight and take the soreness from the walk? Undoubtedly he'd hear how he deserved that soreness later.

All the more reason to stay a while.

If a tree falls in the forest.

[houmaprotector]

Who: Alec Holland + Others
What?: Trying to get to Mark Watney's house in the cold weather.
When?: Feb 19th
Open to: Reeve and Jake
Warnings: Horror, Heavy Swamp Thing.

( Plants Hibernate for Winter. )