september catch-all

[granmaster]

🧙 WHO: Gran and You!
⚔️️ WHAT: Happenings around Camelot City
🕒 WHEN: Through September
🗺️ WHERE: Camelot City
⚠️ WARNINGS: none for now!



quest | shear determination

[ gran was very much the farmboy, so he's used to handling sheep. sure, they can breathe fire, but nothing was too challenging for the captain! so there he was, buried in shaven sheep wool as he worked away without a care in the world. when he realized that there was just too much to manage all on his own, he laughed. ]

Whoops, got too carried away! [ he turns to his partner with a grin. ] Mind helping me out?

side quest | fizzy lifting bar

[ being unaware of the truth-telling, gran was more than happy accepting the drink and floating in the air without a care. it almost felt like he was back on the grandcypher, welcoming the best parts of his home world without a care. but getting down was another problem. but best not to think on it right now. sunbathing while floating was a lot more fun. ]

I wonder how clouds form....

fate episode | magic debate?

[ gran had been struggling with elemental magic. at first he had found it exciting, but nowadays he just found it uninteresting. he found endless possibility in alchemy, but not in elemental magic. so he was at the training grounds, trying to find out it if it was him, or if it was just the magic that he found boring.

but even with that, he couldn't find anything wrong. ]

Would changing magic be any good? Or am I just overthinking things? [ he didn't expect anyone to answer, but it was eating away at him. ]

wildcard!

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Comments

[fujimaru]

Man, who'd want to curse a sheep...

[ It might be bonkers, but she responds with sincerity. Weirder things have happened! She's seen it! So even if she can't think of a reason why a herd of sheep would be cursed, the possibility of it seems entirely reasonable to her. ]

--Do you mind showing me? I'd be happy to take some of what you've got off your hands right now, but I at least wanna know what I'm doing for later in this month...

[granmaster]

Maybe someone who hates sheep so much they wanted them to die by their own existence.

[ which, dude, why. but but gran is at least happy he's not being teased about his imagination. ]

Oh, sure. It's not hard once you get the hang of it. It's all about keeping the sheep rather calm and still, because these razors are rather sharp, and we don't want to nick them.

[fujimaru]

They're so cute and fluffy, though... that someone was probably having a bad time.

[ Unfortunately... no one is here to stop them. They're on this path of conjecture now. ]

Keep them calm, got it... is it that much different from shaving yourself? The amount of hair aside.

And, you know. The fire. That really seems like a mean curse idea...

[granmaster]

Probably, because clearly they've never had lamb-- [ a small gasp. ] They could have maybe wanted to save themselves the problem of cooking them!!

[ they are too far gone. ]

It's very different, because sheep skin is delicate. One cut in the wrong place and it can send them into shock and kill them. So there's a method to the madness, but once you get the hang of it, it's not hard. It's about quick, decisive motions.

[ gran remembers the fire. ] Honestly, as long as they're calm, they won't breathe fire.

[fujimaru]

...!

[ Oh no. They're too far gone, and to Ritsuka, at least, that's entirely plausible. She pauses in the middle of moving towards one of the sheep, turning to look at Gran with an expression of sympathetic horror. ]

Oh man. That's a good point... meat usually is better when it's roasted...

[ There's another pause as she turns to look at the sheep again. His instructions have been forgotten for the moment. ]

...I'm sorry you guys are probably delicious. That's gotta be rough.

[granmaster]

Totally rough... [ a solemn nod. ] Though honestly, it'd backfire because then it's a lot of food, and he'd run out of lamb quickly...

[ a moment of silence. ] ... This guy didn't think this curse through.

[fujimaru]

...Maybe that's why he just ran off and left the rest of us to deal with the cursed sheep...

[ Frankly, that makes as much sense as anything else. In her (limited) experience, curse-casters usually don't want to stick around for the consequences of their actions.

For now, she crouches down, picking up a discarded bit of hay and holding it out to one of the sheep in an offering. ]

At least they're still cute. Everything's cuter when it's small.

[granmaster]

Most likely... But these poor sheep.... [ no one should be limited by the fire power they hold. ] Better save them from themselves.

[ the sheep seemed content with the hay, especially as it was still shaky from the shearing. ]

That's true. If they were any bigger we'd be fighting, not shearing.

[fujimaru]

I don't recommend any fights that use fire. Dealing with the splash damage is the worst.

[ Both from the enemy and from your allies. Sometimes, you go into what you think will be a completely normal supply run, and the next thing you know, the fight is over in ten minutes and you have to spend the next three hours stomping out the fires because someone got a little overzealous. ]

If these guys were bigger, you might as well slap wings on them and call them a wyvern.

[granmaster]

Agreed.... [ he knows that the more... fire happy of his crewmates would be upset, but burning down houses wasn't something he looked forward to. ]

Astrals, imagine a big, fluffy wyvern, though. I bet if you friended one of them, they'd be the best pillow! Warm, soft, and you could sleep in the fluff no problem!

[fujimaru]

What kind of wyverns have you known...?

[ This feels like a legitimate question to ask. In a weird multiverse where the King Arthur is not either of the versions she knows (or the variations of one of them), it seems entirely likely that there might be a world out there where wyverns could conceivably be befriended at all.

It still feels a little weird, though! ]

Most of the ones I've met would bite your head off the moment you got into introduction range.

[granmaster]

Ehehe... I've met a lot of wyverns-- from the super friendly to the ones who will snap at you the moment you step into their homes.

[ his mind is brought to the countless primals he's fought. no fun. but then he thinks of vyrn, one of his closest friends. yep, he's known a lot. ]

But the nicer ones are some of the best wyverns you'll ever meet.

[fujimaru]

I think that wyverns must be very different, where you come from...

[ Do wyverns even have homes?? She can't really imagine a little Typical Family Unit of wyverns, even in the wilder flights of fancy her imagination can go to. They're just all teeth and claws and people yelling things like GET OUT OF THE WAY!! as she runs for her life. ]

The ones I know are definitely closer to just wild animals. --Maybe kind of like the bears at national parks?

[granmaster]

Probably...

[ his mind wanders to two particular people, and how they would often talk with dragons as if they were human.

but hearing about her kind of wyverns makes him shudder. ]

Scary. Remind me to be on guard if I ever have to meet them.

[fujimaru]

Trust me, if we ever get homestyle wyverns here, everyone's gonna know to be careful.

[ "They're practically a meme at this point!" she doesn't say, but it is definitely a thought that crosses her mind, and has her making a brief face. ]

They like to dive from above, but they also tend to be pretty loud, so you can hear 'em coming.

[granmaster]

[ a wince. ] At least they have the decency to make noise before hurting. Gives time to dodge or anything.

[ ... ] If they dive from above, you could probably just bat them away. Wonder if that's a sport.

[fujimaru]

...

[ There's a moment where Ritsuka goes completely still, the shears dropping heavily from her fingers. ]

Please don't give anyone any ideas.

[granmaster]

Noted.

[ yeah even he knew that was too wild of an idea. ]