PROBLEM SOLVERS | Days 7-9

[brassandblood]

Scenario A - The Dining Hall

[ You may find the forge - now called Ember - around here quite a lot over the days following the vines' retreat. She's often pacing around the huge table on the floor, looking at its structure carefully; or scaling it, taking measurements and examining the table's edge; or sometimes using her power over metal to peel away large strips from the giant dinner plates set out for the residents. She's obviously busy, but she'll stop to talk if anyone cares to ask what she's up to. ]

Scenario B - The Hearth Room

[ Ember is often laboring away over her possession-body, using its heat to help craft the metal she's brought back from the dining hall as she'd like without having to use up so much of her magic to do it. She may be twining together long, sturdy cables of metal rope, or molding small chunks of metal into pulleys, or crafting rods into sharp and durable nails, or bending long strips of metal into a wire frame. When she's working so hard, she could probably use a reminder to take a break and rest sometimes. ]

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Hearth Room, Day 7

[manelesscatking]

As Ember re-enters the hearth room, she's greeted with rather an unpleasant scene. Much of the wooden furniture has been splintered or scratched, and a couple metal items have been bent. A page moves busily about the room, setting objects in their approximate original positions and making faces at the more egregiously broken items. They look familiar, like they were one of the folks poking around in the hidden room a couple days ago.

"Hello," the page calls out gruffly. "You're the forge, right? I hope I didn't put any of this stuff back wrong."

[brassandblood]

"Oh- hello," she replies, nodding to them. The page does look familiar, from the first time they woke up with vines on the move everywhere.

She goes to the corner with her possession-body, checking it over carefully. "My area looks all right, at least. This place is a wreck, what even happened?"

[manelesscatking]

The page grins sheepishly and picks up one of the withered vines from the ground. "These happened," they say before they chuck the vine into the hearth. "I barricaded myself in here, but I was all alone and it, uh...it didn't work out so well."

They turn back to straightening up. "What are you up to today, Miss...?" They glance over their shoulder as they lug a chair across the room, seeming to expect a name.

[brassandblood]

"Ember. I'm called Ember," she says, going to refill her bed of coals - she's getting dangerously low, after these few days. "And you?"

[manelesscatking]

"I'm Huǒ. Well met." When they receive no answer to their inquiry about Ember's activities, they continue: "I could help with smithing, if assistance is wanted. It would be far more useful than anything else I could be doing, and I dare say I'm good at helping."