DEIMOS
Mid-morning vestiges and ethers, the sun high enough to cast some height amongst chill, snow, and ice, a day meant for dutiful ambitions and aspirations. With only a few weeks left until LongNight, the Sword wanted to ensure the Temple was prepped, ready, and capable of withholding the amount of people meant to be sheltered within, adequately supplied, and safe. Matters and situations couldn’t happen again like last year’s. Doors weren’t going to be opened. Rules, regulations, and reminders would be put in place. Reliving days spent amidst monsters, fires, and then scattering like the wind hadn’t left grand impressions on anyone in the vicinity. It was a history that didn’t need repeating.Already work had been established over the past month though, supplies of food from hunts, the snow moss carpets and rugs, singing and cajoling to the luxere; the community coming together, solidifying even if some would be hastening off to Torchline.
So on those fixtures and figments, the beast opened the door, and set about placing tools where they would be needed, consulting lists upon lists, and inspecting the structure himself. There was work to be done, but the Temple wasn’t run down or haphazard. Repair adornments, unless something went terribly awry, wouldn’t be required. Everything else, however, at the forefront of his mind, on sheets of parchments located at front tables, would be.
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It’s time for prepping the Temple for LongNight! We have quite a few things we need to do. Deimos should have tools available for you, but feel free to bring your own, anything your character has gathered and not dropped off at the Temple, etc.
I’m going to be moving this on in 72 hours and I do not have a slot limit. Thank you!
He was something solid
to lean against
violent and fierce and unmoving
