crystal.

[tadpoled]

FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER:Tav
RECIPIENT: All! With a private note for Stephen Strange and Cosima
NOTES: None atm!

[Tav takes a deep breath before beginning. His nervousness is palpable, even before he speaks.]

I am pleased to say that, thanks to our research department— specifically Strange and Cosima—, I have been cured of my…. malady. I have passed a month since my curing with no issue.

I can only hope for a second chance to make a better first inpression.

For those that do not know me, I am Tav, a druid and cleric, who splits his time between the infirmary and rebuilding our garden. And, speaking of our garden, if anyone needs any particular seeds collected or grown, feel free to let me know.

[Private to Strange and Cosima]

I believe I owe both of you a drink.

Comments

Re: crystal.

[tadpoled]

I have a book of recipes available to me, but it wouldn't hurt to have another brewer to help.

Hermione, a pleasure.

[tadpoled]

It can be an elf thing in the way that most druids are elves, but I have no circle, leaving my case as a me thing.

[sprent]

First, bees. And then something for butterflies and another for ladybugs — is there a plant that beetles like?

[tadpoled]

Leafy greens, fruit trees. I'm hoping to bring some lemon and orange trees, which should bring the beetles.

[sprent]

Perfect!

And of course we need something for the... (she's making a gesture with her hands that Tav cannot, of course, see over the crystal.) What are the ones with the big eyes and bent arms?

[tadpoled]

Spiders?

[sprent]

I love spiders! No, they have... oh, I don't know. I think they have wings, and they are tall. I like them.

[extortionate]

Well there's your problem, oughta find something good. There's one on this lady knight goes around — heaves some bosoms —

[cozen]

I am glad it seems to have worked. How do you feel? Different?

[tadpoled]

...bigger spiders?

[tadpoled]

Not really into bosoms, per se.

[tadpoled]

My mind is much quieter, feels more my own.

[wythersake]

[extortionate]

What, so you can't read about a strong woman?

[cozen]

Good. And do you still feel, [ what's a word, ] whole? Do you feel like you're missing something that should be there? Or more like you have removed a thorn?

[grindset]

Not at the moment, thank you.

[Technically true. Then again, this is the voice of that scrawny little guy who coughs all the time, so opinions may vary.]

But yes, what you've described—it is interesting. Encounters with spirits and demons are fairly common, especially these days, but one's own self? This is the first I've ever heard of it.

[tadpoled]

I can, but perhaps without all the talk of heaving bosoms.

[tadpoled]

Much like a thorn. That’s an apt comparison.

[tadpoled]

I never thought a think possible, either. I feel my mind is much quieter and peaceful with that part of me defeated.

[extortionate]

Mate, they're not gonna fall off just because you don't want 'em.

[tadpoled]

True, but I can be more selective with my reading.

Such as Theodosian Flora and Fauna.

[grindset]

[ Vɪᴋᴛᴏʀ Sʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ Aᴘᴘʀᴏᴠᴇs ]

[grindset]

Yes... if it was distressing enough to warrant destruction, to lose it must be a great relief. And that's all you've noticed, the peace? Nothing... undesirable?

[tadpoled]

I do feel there is a gap in my magic, something missing. I won’t know more unless I practice.

[grindset]

As is typically the case with practice.

[Already he's making a note to follow up on the case record he hasn't even found. Yet.]