un: flora // video // open to stars & moon // forward-dated to 10/27

[foxlore]

⟪ for just a moment, the anxious fear that comes with knowing everyone can see her and hear her right now overwrites the urgency of her task. it passes quickly enough – flora takes a deep breath, straightens her apron, and begins her explanation: ⟫

Uh, some of you might already know me. I'm Flora –– ⟪ wait, it says that as her name on this compass... thing, so it's not really necessary to start with that, is it? ⟫

Not so important right now, is it? ⟪ she straightens her apron again. ⟫

I know it is unwise to go out. But I also know many of you are setting out regardless, to fight these monsters and to escort those home who relied on the mirrors for safe and quick passage. I... I wanted to support those efforts.

⟪ now that she has reached the core of her reason to address everyone at once, she seems a little more at ease – tension is easing out from her shoulders, her voice sounds a little less nervous-high in pitch. ⟫

With the help of the natives, I am preparing bundles to ease survival. They contain a few rations of food, a spare cloak, for the winter can kill as swiftly as any beast, tinctures for healing, bandages –– nothing to fully replace a proper healer, but perhaps enough to carry someone over until one can be there. Oh, and a small container, so snow can be melted into water.

They're meant to lightweight, you see, and they're meant to save you time, so you really only need focus on your task, so you can move about your task swift and be back home –– or back in shelter – by nightfall.

⟪ she's offering a smile, but even she looks worried. ⟫

Some are packed already, and you're free to come pick them up at Court. And some of the natives will help me distribute them to anyone who won't be coming out to Court today –– but we need more distributors, and if others are staying back, I'd love their aid in packing the bundles.

⟪ she nods, having said her bit. ⟫

Thank you for listening. And please, everyone, stay safe.

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⟪ ooc info: hullo everyone! i've talked about this on plurk a lil, and here it is, in... actual game canon! everyone's free to assume their character picked up or was insistently handed a survival package (or two, or three) to take on out to escort/fighting missions. as it says in the ic bit, fellow helpers and distributors are needed, and since flora's only in the court of stars right now, she'll icily be looking to have people haul quantities of them to neutral lands. bonus points if someone in moon stars a similar thing!

while this felt most sensible to do as a network announcement, i'd be happy to do some log threads surrounding the packing & distributing. c: so we can either have network threads turn into logs or you can pm me/pp me (nehelenia) and i'll write starters!! ⟫

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[foxlore]

Éire. ⟪ 's still used, of course, even if the british don't like it none too much. it's the true name, and the old one, for her country, and it, with the accent in tow, fills her with some warmth. ⟫

No matter. We can meet in neutral lands – as you said, no villages should starve and suffer in this time. ⟪ not with both the leaders, or so she's gleaned, curiously absent. ⟫ I'll supply you with as much as you and your page can carry.

⟪ she can likely hear the hesitation, but flora longs for kinship in this time. ⟫ When you say Éire – like Ireland?

[shieldandbanner]

Ire-Land? [ She dissects the word with confusion. ] I don't think so? No one else has recognized my land so far, but people recognize things such as armor and nobility titles. But your accent...

[ She focuses back on the duty. It might be the better way to meet her. Eir sounds both focused on her duty and highly driven when she asks. ]

We'll come over on horse. Which town should we meet in?

[foxlore]

Kyst would be best.

⟪ though the sheer prospect of meeting someone with a proper title still shakes her to the core with nervous agitation.⟫

[shieldandbanner]

I am coming! I will not delay. I will be there by morning of the next day. Look out for a dark-skinned woman in full plate armor. Black hair, banner and shield with a lion-shaped wreath as an emblem, and a red-haired page!

[ For her part, Eir sounds as if she's meeting with a family member she hadn't seen in year, hence why her words are urged and hopeful. ]