shadowbringers

[parser]

shadowbringers

beneath the stars It's been a week since our newest expansion officially launched! And, I know, I know... some of you already have a lot of feelings that you need to air out. But canon updating in your games is a struggle! And so is finding PSL partners! Luckily, that's what we're here for. This is a post for you to play out all the Shadowbringers-related content you might be dying to write. Behind-the-scenes nonsense? Between-the-scenes angst? It's all welcome here! 1. Toplevel your character. Include any details you might think are relevant. Or don't. As always, we're not the cops. 2. Reply to other people's top levels! 3. Have fun! ⚔ Please clearly mark all spoilers in your thread subject lines. Clearly indicate whatever spoiler preferences you may have. We're only a week into the expansion, officially, and there's no shame if you're not far in it or haven't started it yet. ⚔ You are welcome to play characters who are new to Shadowbringers. However, please try to avoid topleveling with icons and descriptions that convey major plot-related spoilers. If you aren't certain about a character's playability, feel free to PM parser.

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[omnicrafter]

[Her expression softens, and her ears do an odd swivel.]

Mmm... Perhaps, but sometimes I wish you would. You may have incorporated your body into the tower, but you yourself are not merely an extension of it.

[Irhya does not elaborate on that, and is content to withdraw utensils from her bag as if she'd planned on this whole thing, on his invitation, all along. Granted, it is a curious room indeed, but she can also see how he'd grow attached to it. For a long time, it must have been his only real safe sanctuary... a long, long time. That, and she knows how personal the contents of such places can be... she's almost afraid she'll stumble across his diary or something if she looks hard enough.]

Here, you sit. We're not doing that silly fidgety nervousness thing today, and that goes for me too.

[It sounds like a motherly chide at first, but she smiles in a way intended to grab his attention and hold it, locking eyes with him as she slides a piece of cake his way like an offer he can't refuse. It's not unusual of her, but lacks the gritty edge that often accompanies her commentary; she doesn't have it in her to be edgy at him when the possibility the edges will cut seems very real.]