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[wylderrant]

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7/11

[guillotine]

Iramaat. I'm calling in some of the favor you owe me.

[wylderrant]

Oh? Are you?

And what is it you require?

[guillotine]

Before you get too excited, there is a reason I'm only taking some of what's owed. What I'm going to propose can be done on my own, but another matter has taken priority. This favor is... small.

I would like for you to take over the backyard combat lessons for a day. Keep the children busy and learning while I'm not around.

[wylderrant]

That sounds simple enough. What ever is the matter, though? What keeps you from your normal duties?

Call me curious.

hoots gleefully over that icon

[guillotine]

Nothing is 'the matter', and I should call you a pest, but your inquisitiveness tends to be useful.

Just not when you're questioning me.

[ Read: nyehhhh I don't want to say!!!! ]

8/16

[halfmoon]

hi iramaat, how are you

[wylderrant]

Well enough! You? To what do I owe the pleasure?

[halfmoon]

its a full moon and i need to get out of my house and do something

[wylderrant]

Oh dear. Feeling cooped up?

[halfmoon]

that but instead of chickens, whatever the equivalent is for vampires.

castles? coffins?

feeling coffined up

Modranicht gift

[thejoyrider]

[The package left on her doorstep contains a plate of homemade cookies from Marie and a fresh lily flower.

“Happy Holidays! We are not friends yet but I hope we can become friends in the coming year.” is what the attached note says]

[wylderrant]

[ Far be it from Iramaat to turn down a gift! Especially food. She will happily devour the cookies and leave a note in reply, pinned to the door.

"To the generous gift-giver: I share your hope! Please, do drop in and I can return the favor you've given me.

All the best,

Iramaat" ]

in person, few days later

[thejoyrider]

[Ah, no need to repay her! But Marie’s intention was to make new friends among the Mirrorbound in the first place, so she will be taking the invitation and knocking on the same door a few days after Modranicht]

[wylderrant]

[ Iramaat isn't quite expecting anyone, but she's still pleasantly surprised when she answers the door. She peers at Marie curiously for a long moment and then flashes a smile. ]

Hello there! To what do I owe the pleasure?

[ Still no face to a name, after all. ]

modranicht, modranicht

[guillotine]

I understand this is local tradition.

Nel

[ A to-the-point note attached to a plain box wrapped in canvas paper. A heavy box.

Inside are four identically balanced throwing knives with hilts of some black mineral; a larger dagger; runes etched into the blades and hilts for accuracy and longevity. It also contains supplies for the care and keeping of any sharp weapon. ]

[wylderrant]

Nel,

You're far too kind. I don't know much of the local traditions, but I figured I ought to give you a token of my esteem.

All the best,

Iramaat

[ Iramaat pens her reply and leaves it with a small package of her own at Nel's door. These aren't weapons; they're gloves of a dark, soft leather, intricately worked, with fur lining for warmth and made so that the wearer doesn't lose (much) dexterity while wearing of them. ]

10/16

[galdorleod]

Iramaat, it's me. Where are you?

1/2

[wylderrant]

[ Iramaat just stares for a long moment. ]

Where am I? Where are YOU? I've been out of mind for the last fortnight!

[wylderrant]

I'm at home. You know the place.

But I can come to you, if you like.

I mean, I would like that.

[galdorleod]

Meet me on the street corner. I'll be there in less than five minutes. I need a drink and a few other things, right now.

[wylderrant]

I'll be there straightaway.

Should I bring the drinks or would you prefer to go somewhere?

modranicht

[inlikethebrume]

[It took a bit but there's something at Iramaat's mailbox. A basket filled with various homemade sweets for the holiday season as well as a sampler of various teas and hot chocolate. As well as some warm accessories. But there's another present for her in a smaller box: a pendant. As well as a note:

Iramaat,

I hope this gift finds you well. Hope you are having a wonderful Modranicht and Happy Starlight.

-Mira]

Modranicht gift

[thejoyrider]

[On the day of the holiday, a plate of homemade cookies and a sample of herbal tea mysteriously appears on her doorstep. The wrapping is decorated with a fresh lily flower (actually a Fae magic product, designed to fade away from existence in a few hours) and a ribbon. The attached handwritten note reads as follows:]

Happy Modranicht! Let’s have another great year here in Aefenglom!

M⚜️

pls pretend with me this modranicht gift arrived during december...

[faithlikeaseed]

[Iramaat's gift is four bottles of mead and a couple's gift certificate to an establishment known for catering to particularly to Fauns and those Bonded to them. (The primary draw is the exceptional range of potent alcohols, but they also have some very nice rooms upstairs...)

The included note wishes Iramaat and her Bonded the best in the coming year.]

[wylderrant]

[ Iramaat is rather pleased! She'll have to thank him... ]