Multi-pup for a Saturday Evening-Tiwa, William Evans-Changeling OC-Post 3:10 to Yuma-Barplace
Tiwa's feeling rather quiet, the natural world is not being that kind to Wellington at the moment. Christchurch had a big earthquake and everyone's on edge in case on hits Wellington and the weather's just being odd.
She's spent all day at home helping her mother bake and put together care packages, so now she's curled up in one of the big comfy chairs with a hot mug of milo and a plate of afghan cookies.
William is outside at the firing range. This time the Bar showed up when he was thinking about working on his aim, so he doesn't mind. At least this way, he wouldn't have to imagine his mother wincing as she hears the shots.
So he's taking his time and firing with his revolver out at the firing range, the light's almost gone, but he just wants to finish this round of six.
Harath-OC Smith from the Abhorsen Chronicles
Harath is feeling his age today when he opens the door to his house after a long day talking with his friends from the palace. The floor doesn't feel right and he looks up, instinctively preparing a simple offensive spell as he looks around, his grey hair moving to show the Charter Mark on his forehead.
His clothing is medieval in style, simple, decent quality but rather worn. He's meant to be retired, but he keeps worrying especially all those stories about how Sameth keeps going quiet. If they boy would just visit him, he'd relax.
(OOC: More might come later as mun has a long weekend. Open until it scrolls. Harath is the smith I created who taught Sameth to do some things, help me figure him out.)