un: man's greatest treasure (video)

[reparo]

[The talisman starts transmitting almost out of spite, catching a few seconds of Hermione chopping herbs meticulously, in what looks like her room in the teahouse. The few days before departure are very clearly spent preparing supplies for the road, with her cauldrons bubbling happily away.

She brings her herbs over to one cauldron and drops them inside, picking up a spoon to stir, muttering under her breath:] Ten counter clock this time, maybe it will be stronger - no replacement for - [She flinches, her jaw twitching where she grits it.

Somewhere in her head, she is treated to a cacophony of Ke-Waihu's dead, the most recent ones outraged that they were not rescued sooner by all these strangers. You stir your potions and tell us to mind that face paints aren't poisoned, but do you do anything for us? Where were you when the beasts attacked?

A from Hermione in stirring, the sudden flash of anger in her face at having lost track of her counterclock-wise strokes, and to anyone unwise to what's happening, she snaps at thin air:] Will you shut up for ONE MINUTE - all of you --

[She freezes in place, and looks at the talisman, propped onto the worktable next to her.] Shit. [The feed stops.]

[ooc: SOMEONE signed up to absorb some volcano spirits and now SOMEONE can hear the dead and the dead have A LOT to say right now so now SOMEONE might be extremely angry. (Set before sea-travel, after Subaru's post announcing it.)]

un: smithery | video

[arsmechanica]

[ After the partying is done, but before our merry band catches their ship out of town, here comes a message to the group.

Jens hasn't been...shy, or anything. He's also not been social, exactly - just kind of been there in the background, working at what he's good at and completely forgetting that proper introductions are a thing in most polite societies. Maybe you noticed him around, or maybe not - in which case: eighteen or nineteen, dark hair in a messy ponytail, usually a little bit dirty in the way that implies hard work more than lack of care. Nice to meet you all. ]

Hello, I could use some - er, let me back up a bit. I'm Jens, for those of you I haven't talked to. I'm a blacksmith, and I've just been given permission to, should I say, requisition whatever I might need from one of the forges here.

[ Deep breath. He's trying to be slow and coherent! But he is nonetheless over the moon about this. ]

I haven't been here as long as - well, most of this group, so I hadn't really gotten much chance to get myself set up to work here. So this is a great chance for me to make myself useful to all of you!

As long as, you know, I can...get it all carried out of here.

If anyone has a hand to spare, I'll gladly pay you back in repair work, making something, or buying you drinks somewhere down the line, as you prefer. We'll figure something out.