Personal Quest The Early Days
Hotaru Kaito
the Valkyrie
Masseuse / Headmistress

Age: 33 | Height: 5'2 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
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#1
For her the cool-tongued, her the tranquil-hearted,
Whom evermore I follow wistfully
For all the complaints and concerns, nobody had demanded she and Noah step aside, nor challenged them for their positions. As such it's not long before the crowd disperses, leaving them with a day full of things to do. The first is this - making the Council Hall their own. It is already in good shape, but personalizing offices alone would be important.

The trio gather in the aftermath of the talk in the square. As hopeful as Hotaru had been to bring Aino or Sah into a council position, it was unfortunately not to be, and so it would seem they were the ones who would have to shape the hall to their individual liking.

Heavily pregnant or not, Hotaru doesn't intend to sit aside. She can still pull her own weight, even if perhaps slower than before. Soon the child (children?) will be born, and such concerns will be unnecessary.

"I think we should create a box for anonymous reports and concerns. There may be individuals who are wary of coming to us directly, but who have problem we need to hear." Glancing around, she hums softly, considering what they have available. "Perhaps with a slot to the outside, or somewhere close to the door so they don't feel they have to come all the way in." Moving deeper into the hall, she swings the doors wide on each individual office to open them up for review. "We'll need to fix the door to the office that was Morgan's. And the other offices need to be aired and cleaned." Turning, she regards Noah and Deimos, hands going to her hips in a prepared stance made comical by her protruding belly. "Let's get to work!"

So saying, she turns and strides off to open the other doors, plucking a wastebasket from the entry of one office and setting to work dusting with a rag while the door remains open for ventilation.

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PQ for setting up base in the council hall!

1. Deimos
2. Noah

Fix the door or create a suggestions box to start!
through waters yet uncharted
HOTARU
Hotaru has a passive magic that makes her glow with an internal golden light; it makes her appear youthful and her hair seems to look like moving sunlight. Can only subtly illuminate dark spaces.
Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
Warden of Halo / Guildmaster

Age: 33 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Hybrid | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo
Level: 14 - Strg: 72 - Dext: 72 - Endr: 73 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3
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#2
DEIMOS
Heave the silver hollow sliver
The meeting had gone just about how he’d expected: ruffled feathers and frustration, confusion amidst the upheaval. Emotions they’d already gone through to get to these points and ventures – just the rest of the world needed to hear them, experience them, and ascertain their own perspectives thereafter. So while it sunk into the snow, they had to continue, persist, into the necessities of the sovereignty.

Not here for any original overhaul after Neron’s reign was cut, the Sword could only adhere to what Noah and Ru wanted for the Council Hall. He stood, stalwart and tall, stoic and presiding, while listening to the dictated tasks, eventually arching a brow as they opted and orchestrated. Then set about to work.

“I can fix the door,” he eventually relented; as he’d been the one to mar it in the first place. Long strides took him down the hall, familiar patterns, to where Morgan’s former office had been – and if any residual memories forged and inclined their way down through his spine, he ignored them. Instead of peering straight into the room, he only galvanized his way to the frame of the aperture itself, glancing over the holes where stone had been inlaid, warped panels where he’d shifted vines, rooted conjectures. There was an apology laden in there somewhere; for either an inanimate object or the person it once belonged to – but neither would hear.

So instead he hastened his Earthen machinations again, but to repair the damage he’d caused.

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Deimos uses his Mastered Earth magic to try and fix the door.
Unite and spread the heart apart
Noah Olson
the Forsaken
Hunter

Age: 34 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Halo
Level: 9 - Strg: 49 - Dext: 47 - Endr: 46 - Luck: 47 - Int: 1
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#3
the devil you know is better than the ghost you don't
Noah followed Hotaru down from where they had held the meeting silently. His mind rolled over everything that had transpired--everything from in the last few hours to the last few weeks. Halo was changing because the world was changing, and Noah wanted to protect his people from the coming dangers. His mind swam with all of it, already trying to set the pieces in boxes for later sorting, when he could mull it over on his own. He knew Korbin would be waiting for him, to hear what was happening and what had been done, and Noah would need the time with the Hale to be able to process it all.

The Sentinel nodded along. "I think the box is a great idea. I can work on that." As Deimos turned to head towards Morgan's old office, Noah turned the opposite way and headed into his office. He stood there for a moment, Eira looking up at him from her sleeping position beneath his desk. He sighed and rushed mental gentleness to her before gathering some wood from the corner by the window. "I had this in my office," He spoke as he entered the main room again with his very pregnant counterpart. "It should do fine."

He set it all down on the great, long table where he last sat to craft lanterns with Loren. He set to work on the box.

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Noah works on the box!

so I sit and the scan the frequencies, watch the falling snow
Noah Olson
Hotaru Kaito
the Valkyrie
Masseuse / Headmistress

Age: 33 | Height: 5'2 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
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#4
For her the cool-tongued, her the tranquil-hearted,
Whom evermore I follow wistfully
Hotaru is grateful for these men, for the way they follow her mind so easily, understanding the intricacies that sprawl beyond the breadth of her spoken words. With tasks presented, claimed, and undertaken, they all get to work. Hotaru is pleasantly surprised by how tidy the rooms are, and the rooms are completed far faster than she anticipated initial. With the singular wastebasket in hand, she exits the last office and checks in on where Deimos and Noah are at with their own tasks.

Deimos’ enchantments are working, but it is a slow process to unwind and part everything conjured from the grain of the wood. Half of the door itself has been cleaned off, but the remainder as well as the entirety of the frame it had once been conjoined to remains to be repaired.

Noah’s box has less luck, if Deimos had much in comparison. The wood had been warped by being by the window, and as such the corners refuse to align. Confident Deimos’ magic will work with time, Hotaru heads to help her fellow Warden, and lowers herself slowly into a chair beside him. “Need some help? I can help hold the corners while you nail.” No sense in wasting the wood for such a small project. Doing so, she begins to align the corners, holding them tight and flush against the warp so Noah can begin nailing them together.

- - -

Not good rolls for the boys! Deimos’ magic is working incredibly slowly, and Noah’s wood is warped - don’t worry, Ru is here to help, as the cleaning is complete!
through waters yet uncharted
HOTARU
Hotaru has a passive magic that makes her glow with an internal golden light; it makes her appear youthful and her hair seems to look like moving sunlight. Can only subtly illuminate dark spaces.
Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
Warden of Halo / Guildmaster

Age: 33 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Hybrid | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo
Level: 14 - Strg: 72 - Dext: 72 - Endr: 73 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3
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#5
DEIMOS
Heave the silver hollow sliver
His eyes narrowed, and he withheld a snarl, a sneer, when the magic unfurled slowly; far more leisurely than he was used to. He’d expected the incantations to maneuver at a swift pace, as often the Sword so often conjured; but perhaps it’d been a lapse in concentration. A mind forged and solidified in too many things, and not enough on the current project. He didn’t even notice Hotaru checking in on him; lost somewhere in the mainframe.

So Deimos took a breath, and forged anew; calling for earth bombardments and armaments again, intending to render the rest repaired, unbroken, undamaged; as if the blemishes hadn’t been there in the first place. Hidden, covert, cloak and dagger schemes; ignoring aching, pulsing intonations of things gone entirely astray.

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Deimos tries to use Mastered Earth to repair the door again.
Unite and spread the heart apart


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