![]() ![]() ![]() “Are you ready for your next lesson? We can begin whenever you are.” “Hello, Jeanne,” Anhe says, her voice quiet. Blonde hair was bound in a loose braid, and a tunic and simple slops kept her warm in the weather. A teenaged Elezen, fair of skin, whose bright eyes stood in sharp contrast to her anxious posture. “I’m here.” A timid, feminine voice says this as its owner rounds the corner. His body turns, and a hand rises to his mouth to cup around the side. He nods, then pushes back up from the desk. “I suppose that’s not incorrect, is it…? Yes, if you could. Though, you here for your little apprentice, too?” A brow lifts as this question is posed.Ī laugh pours free from Anhe’s lips, and a hand settles on her hip. “Truth me told, if you asked me to look at all those contraptions, I wouldn’t know my arse from my elbow, so blankets and warm clothes are always good. “It’s a long process.” hands flick outwards in a dismissive gesture, and he leans forward on the counter. The man finishes her sentence, though not before giving a helpless shrug. While I’ve heard that the Ironworks is making strides…” “The summer’s soon to be done, and you’d know better than I how the winters can be. “Something for the children, of course,” she says in reply, upper half dipping in a polite half-bow. A warm smile settles on his rough-hewn features, and a calloused finger points towards the packages. “Miss Dulain, a pleasure as always.” The words come from the midlander man at the front desk, one of the former Temple Knights who ran the place. The door to the orphanage is opened the bell above the door jangles as she enters, packages settling down on the floor inside. Something she would discover quickly, surely. Her other intention depended greatly on the health of one of those there… Weaving was something she put to great- almost gratuitous- use in providing for others, and if there was any group that could use clothing and blankets, it was an orphanage. In these were blankets that were sewn by her own hand- thick ones of wool, to protect against the oncoming colder seasons. Large packages, wrapped in loose paper, floated around her as she walked down the snow-dusted streets of the Firmament. This day, she came with multiple intentions. The bitter cold never bothered her, yet the suffering of the people of that northern nation was well-known to her. For those who knew her, it was like she was drawn to aid those in need like a fly was drawn to honey the moment she learned of the plight of the downtrodden, she was there to offer comfort, solace, and material needs. ★ We’d adore your help in spreading the word, thank you! ★Įver since the orphanage in Rolanberry Fields opened, Anhe had been a frequent visitor to the children there. Slipping out to somewhere quiet and returning is absolutely fine! Given the current atmosphere surrounding ‘clubs’, we’d also like to specify that while we do have a DJ providing optional music, our events are RP events, not twitch-streamed influencer parties.)) ![]() ((Crescent club nights are meant to be a joyous occasion, and we understand if everything gets to be a bit much. Disco will not be optional at Disco Club Night, you have been warned in advance. Disco is also optional but highly encouraged because this is a beach party, not our fabulous semi-annual Disco Club Night. This year’s elements are Earth, Wind and Fire. What: It’s time for another one of Club Crescent’s besties over at ’s magical exhibitions, and we and our partners at are here to help make it a bash to remember! Educational experiences are optional but highly encouraged. Why: Because everybody deserves a beach episode. Where: Eastern La Noscea (x:36.2 y:25.5) Who: You and your besties and your besties’ besties! ![]()
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