7th- overnight lockdown. pls threadjack

[bearshermark]

Sweet Lily of the Hidden Valley:

I used to travel with a lot of companions. It took awhile to grow used to each other, but since we're stuck down here tonight, I've thought of a few things we could talk about to pass the time and maybe help us work together better. Whatever anyone is comfortable with answering of course.

What is your home world like?

What kind of skills or abilities do you have?

Good ways to make money here, or unique supplies we might need?

Who isn't expecting to get a weapon and needs one? I have a few lumps of ore now if ever I can get to the forges..

Comments

[downswing]

In some hands.

[bearshermark]

[Hm, shady]

I can see how it could be useful against the undead.

[downswing]

As any garrotte.

[bearshermark]

[Ah okay, that's some imagery]

Certainly.

Who is this for again?

[downswing]

My hand alone.

[bearshermark]

[squint]

Right. Sorry, I meant who I should ask for when I finish this request.

[downswing]

Can you? Truthfully.

[bearshermark]

[At times, El truly feels his age and inexperience. He's had a lot of that lately, given where they are. Though he's not sure he'll ever be able to parse indirect speech with ease]

It'll be difficult to find you if I don't know your name.

[downswing]

Wangji, sect Lan.

[bearshermark]

[Oh. He knows who this is now. Small wonder the flow of conversation seemed familiar. He's just never seen a name written out like that before and it gives him some pause]

sect Lan? Is that how I should say it?

[downswing]

'Lan Wangji.'

[bearshermark]

[That makes more sense. He is a simple country bumpkin]

Okay. I'll let you know if I have a chance to make some wire for you.

[downswing]

My gratitude.