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Started by GamesMaster, May 10, 2022, 03:00 pm

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GamesMaster

"Oh, painting, dance, poetry -- I'm a poet myself -- all kinds, really."

Andreas Amell

"Are there many creators? As opposed to performance artists," he explains. "Not to rank one above the other, merely that my own talents lie in creation and I am always interested in speaking with others."
Oh cruel gods, why have you hidden my muse so?

GamesMaster

He blinks. "Didn't you hear me? I said I'm a poet, and there's painters, and I think a sculpter..."

Andreas Amell

"My apologies, I was not very clear, was I? I was hoping to learn more about those whose art lays in the same domain as myself, those who create physical objects," Aldreas explains with a seated bow. "Forgive me."
Oh cruel gods, why have you hidden my muse so?

GamesMaster

"I see. Yes, I believe-- Tadpole, was Kai still doing clay sculpting? Or did they move back into those rose sculptures?"

"I believe a combination of the two -- vases of clay with roses trained to grow just so around them."

Andreas Amell

"Horticulture combined with pottery?" Dreas echoes with delight. "Oh that is inspired, my admiration to this Kai individual."
Oh cruel gods, why have you hidden my muse so?

GamesMaster

Tadpole nods, grinning. "Yeah, Kai's the best. He's feeling under the weather today so he decided to stay home and rest."

Andreas Amell

"Nothing serious, I hope?" Andreas asks, a frown forming as he begins to ponder which temple he'd be able to get a discount at that won't inform his Grandfather he was there before he gets a chance to explain himself.
Oh cruel gods, why have you hidden my muse so?

GamesMaster

"No, I doubt it. Just a touch of indigestion. Kai has food allergies, you see."

Andreas Amell

"Ah! I completely understand," Dreas says with a rueful chuckle. "I love the taste of tart apples, especially apple cider, but it, ah, well. I shall simply say it becomes a harrowing experience."
Oh cruel gods, why have you hidden my muse so?

GamesMaster

Cameron nods. "It's some herb they're allergic to, but we don't know quite which one."

Andreas Amell

"Even more vexing, I'd imagine. At least with apples, I can most often detect them with a mere glance or sniff. Herbs can be much more subtle."
Oh cruel gods, why have you hidden my muse so?

GamesMaster

Cameron nods again, making a small noise of agreement, then stops to clap for Heidi as she bows and exits the stage. 

Andreas Amell

Dreas looks around after she's out of sight, clapping along as well. "She was the last on the line-up, wasn't she?" That was a rather enjoyable show, all things considered. A very worthy use of time.
Oh cruel gods, why have you hidden my muse so?

GamesMaster

"The best for last, of course," Cameron agrees. 

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