seasonsrpg | [Open] Intro + April Catch-All

WHO: A scrunkly new arrival and YOU
WHAT: Intro and Catch-All for April
WHEN: Throughout April
WHERE: Mostly in Nightwake, with a little in Amberfall

ARRIVAL
[ His head still swims with the memory of the last few moments. The phantom scent of fresh flowers was almost intoxicating. The dazzling bursts of living color and the powerful sense of rebirth were mesmerizing. As if he had been walking through a brilliant dream.

And then it was gone, melted away. He's left only with the moving crowd around him and the feeling of confinement he always felt among walls. A frustrated growl rises silently in his throat. He'd let that vision distract him. He needs to know where he is and how he'd gotten here. He strains to listen among the faint din of confused conversation.

The eventual explanations that come from the one called Olwen do little to alleviate his irritation. He offers skeptical glances toward the bits about a troubled world and seasonal powers. But his most dismissive reaction, a sharp "tch" forced through his teeth, is saved for the line about the necessity of physical touch. What a bunch of nonsense.

As soon as this Olwen is through, he's moving again. His pace is slightly staggered, as if he hasn't moved too much recently. But it's essential to discover how much truth was in Olwen's words. Which means finding others to observe. (Instead of just talking to people like a normal person.) Something he was not especially skilled at doing with any degree of subtlety, being used to doing it in a slightly different form.

Whether he's leaning against a wall and obviously people-watching or staring from behind some restaurant table is entirely up to you!

OR maybe you catch him browsing deeply through books at the Amberfall library while muttering to himself:]

So I'm just supposed to ask a random person to hold my hand?

WINDS OF CHANGE
[ He's gathered enough basic information to learn that he's allegedly been appointed to the Spring season. Whatever that means. Apparently, there were more details to be found at the Spring Guild in Blossomcrown.

After more half-believed explanations, finds himself in the practice area, trying to visualize anything dealing with wind. So far, his focus has resulted in a faint orange-red glow from the amulet beneath his shirt but little else.]

What does spring have to do with wind anyway? Shouldn't it be rain?

[ As he mutters it, a gust smacks him directly in the face, disheveling his already messy hair even further.]

HERE KITTY KITTY
[ He hadn't actually intended on questing. Sure, he'd seen the posters talking about some sort of strange cats roaming about. But his focus had remained on gathering as much information about this place as possible. It was only when he'd noticed his amulet feeling oddly hot that he decided to track down the source of the magical disturbance.

Just when he thinks he's discovered its location, he notices the glow fading entirely from the artifact. Something that's never happened before. Alarmed, he looks around himself to find the culprit.

A light mewl startles him, followed by an inky black creature dropping down from a ledge.

A kitten. His brows furrow in concern, as the animal's fur bristles. Hardly an unfamiliar reaction.]

It's not a good time, cat.

[ He goes to nudge it away with his foot, as he continues to search the place with his gaze. Despite its lack of brightness, his amulet still feels warm against his chest. To make matters worse, any light around him seems to be slowing fading as well. The kitten hisses at the motions of his foot and takes a quick swipe at him.

Sighing in frustration, he scoops the animal from the ground to make a quick exit. Only to watch more lights flash out as he walks briskly. All while the cat yowls in protest.

Sorry if you happened to be enjoying any bright technology along the way!]

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[ Yep, that's a thing that's sure happening right now. Thankfully, the prey animals are too distracted by Lioriley to mind his oncoming presence. It allows him to get close enough to observe how much dust she's managed to collect on herself. As he does, the seal he heard earlier flops onto the scene, barking and heading for the petting frenzy, as eager for the attention as the rest. ]

I think that's supposed to be going inside the bottles.

[ He comments from a few feet away. ]

( Lioriley, ever the one for equal opportunity, made sure that the seal earned just as many pets as the bunnies and birds and anything else that headed her way. )

Hm? ( She looked back, smiling when she recognized him. ) Ah - I suppose it is. I may have become a bit distracted. ( However could that have happened??? )

I can see that.

[ He starts collecting a few bottles, keeping an eye on the animals to make sure they don't look startled by him. ]

Perhaps this is a two-person task after all.

( Lioriley seems to be distracting them well enough. )

I have a few bottles in my bag as well, if you would like to take up the task. We could always switch though, if you prefer.

[ He glances at the animals again, as he starts to collect the colored dust. ]

Prey animals can be skittish around me. It depends on the personality.

[ Some animals would always be bolder than others, just like humans. ]

Oh? Whyever might that be?

( that sounded like they assumed him some kind of predator. And while technically true, she was uncertain if there was some underlying reason she was not yet privy to. )

[ He shakes his head and tentatively extends a hand toward the seal. ]

It's complicated. It has to do with what I am. Animals can sense a predator.

[ Despite his words, the seal bounces toward him, with excited barks. ]

Though the ones here... seem strange.

What you are? ( She hadn't thought to ask back when he had been pressing her about her own species. Was he not human? )

They are friendly and seem familiar with people. Perhaps that has some influence over their behavior. ( that, and Lioriley wasn't shying away from him, so maybe it was just the vibes. )

I am a wolf.

[ He says it bluntly, as though it needs no further explanation.

Oddly enough, the seal doesn't balk away and sniffs his hand curiously, even allowing a gentle head stroke. ]

Perhaps many have already come by for the quest and they are used to it now.

( Lioriley looked him up and down while gently petting the head of a small bird, head cocking to one side slightly. She was familiar enough with animists - those practicing flora and fauna related magics - to know that some people could shift into animals, and others of which even preferred such forms. )

Is this not your natural form, then?

It's what I was born as, if that's what you mean. But I've always been a wolf.

[ He continues to pet the seal, starting to gather up some of its odd powder. The seal's expression is one of happy bliss. ]

That's why animals can be unpredictable around me.

Forgive my lack of knowledge on your world's definition of wolves, but are all capable of shifting forms?

( She sounds genuinely curious, like she's trying to piece together just want exactly 'wolf's means to him, and if such creatures are the same as those she knows of.

She smiles at the seal. ) Seems that one likes you, at the very least.

Not really. But my form doesn't matter. Just as you would still be who you are, regardless of what you looked like.

[ He looks back down at the seal and finishes gathering his prize before bringing his hand back so the seal bounds away. ]

Probably your influence.

True enough.

( she was still curious, but given his response, she decided not to ask any further questions. )

Nonsense. You are not so terrible to be around. They like you.

Not so terrible to be around?

[ He repeats with some amusement. ]

It is relaxing to be around so many without having to worry about lurking in the shadows.

[ He attempts to coax over a reindeer with slow, careful motions of his fingers. ]

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