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[futhark]

Name: Cú Chulainn (Caster)
Date: late-Ieneuer, when the kidnappings related to The Salvation of Geardagas start
Format: text

There's been a word on the streets, of people being assaulted, disappearing attempts of kidnappings— that's not a word anyone who was here a year ago wants to hear again, plenty of us might be already on edge. But whatever is going on this time? Whoever it is? They're not as good as the scum behind what happened a year ago. That means we have a bigger window to act and to protect each other.

My idea is: let's put together a list of Mirrorbounds willing to guard those returning home. Whether it's for those who work far away from the Haven or stay at Coven classes long after its dark or just anyone that would feel safer in the company.

I'll start

I work at Inkchanted, it's located in the docks, near the Slydog tavern. I tend to work afternoons and evenings, so if anyone also finishes their job at docks around that time, I can walk you back to Haven. I could also pick up someone working on the western edges of the shopping district.

｢ OOC: feel free to threadjack each other for bodyguard seeking/service offering ｣

Comments

[roombamastermind]

Asking for help seems a bit beneath me, but I'll make every effort to go against my nature, should I need it.

[towards_okeanos]

Oho! Must be quite a challenge to be one in possession of such nature. I cannot imagine going through life completely unaided. I shall cheer you on your valiant effort even more then.

[roombamastermind]

[Oh, someone who will play along with the who ego trip thing. This may be entertaining after all.]

Some of us are just born to stand out, I guess. It's a heavy burden we bear, but bear it we shall.

[towards_okeanos]

[There have been only two people up to this point who could ever match Iskandar in grandiosity. He's not going to let such an occasion just slip away.]

Ha! I had never trouble with standing out. But then I always considered doing everything on my own rather pointless. There are better uses for my limited time and I'd rather leave more uninspired tasks to others.

[roombamastermind]

Oh, I don't do everything on my own. There are those that shine just as brightly as I do.

[towards_okeanos]

And yet none of them are your allies that you would call in the hour of need? That's a little sad.

[roombamastermind]

I suppose the jig is up, as they say. I was just playing with you, sir. There are indeed people... or at least one, especially, I would say I counted upon.

[towards_okeanos]

Aha! Then you have tricked completely!
[No, not really...]

A special someone I suppose?

[roombamastermind]

You cut right to the quick, your majesty. Though, ah, we only became such recently.

[towards_okeanos]

Then accept my best wishes and congratulations for such auspicious development!

[roombamastermind]

Who am I to turn down such sentiments? Thank you, truly.

[towards_okeanos]

A better person than the one who would turn them down. You're welcome.

[Iskandar likes people and what likes even more is seeing people happy. There's enough pain and sorrow in the world as it is. One always should appreciate every spark of happiness no matter how small. For each such spark makes this place just a little brighter.]