[SEASONAL EVENT] Wakey Wakey

"Maybe," Ronin said of Vanya, smiling to himself and glancing over the room to admire the small flurry of Xs that were scattered there. Not too bad, all things considered - the rest of the guildhall was similarly decorated. "Snow moss," he repeated, giving his attention back to Edrei and moving across to perch carefully on the edge of her bed, some of his playfulness evaporating so he could fully appreciate that she was... awake. And alive. "They call it Deepfrost, here," he explained. "It's different to Northaven winter. One of the natives put something up on the notice board - at the end of the season, the sun goes away for a week or more... LongNight. I don't know too much about it, still, only that it's dangerous and that people need to stay inside. And quiet. Hence the moss and the boards - I'm trying to repair any creaks that might draw attention." There was more, as there always was, but he didn't want to overload her. TALIESIN SO LOOK, AND CONNECT WE'RE REFUSING TO RUST HEALING HAS TO BEGIN IN THE PAST