Three

[pendantry]

[Fighting and weather chaos seem to have given way to...new arrival chaos instead. Unless someone shows up from her world, Raven'll be steering clear of the New Feathers given half an opportunity, at least until they know more about what's going on.

No, today she's taking steps toward all the things she made tentative plans about. First, to the flower shop and the item shop, looking for seeds that might result in food that could restore Rune Magic. Or a certain special kind of blue flower, one she's not likely to find until the fall - but she'll look, for the flower and the seeds.

Then she swallows her weird mix of fear-pride and goes back to the smithy. Time to ask about work. Now that her arm has healed and she's gotten a little practice in again, making accessories doesn't sound bad at all. Whoever is around in there will see her awkwardly stare at the building for several minutes before going inside to stare in a similar fashion at them.

Next comes an early dinner at Seventh Heaven, and that's where she lays out the journal and a small bag of somethings and speaks a message.]

I want to talk to some of you. I'm at the restaurant. [A very long pause.] Do all worlds have monsters?

[[ooc: Basically, if you had a moment with Raven thus far since she's been here, she made you something while she was getting herself back into accessory-crafting shape. Anyone can run into her (literally, if you wish) as she wanders around the village and tries to eat dinner in peace.]]

Comments

[pendantry]

Not really. [She isn't really friends with anyone here. On purpose.] But he's in charge.

[thestormishere]

Right...

[ Welp, that's about the end of Lightning's curiosity over that part at least. Her gaze turns away, to a knife she picks up and turns over in her hands instead. ]

[pendantry]

[Raven looks at the knife, too, but she prefers her sword to just about anything else.]

Is that your kind of weapon?

[thestormishere]

[ -- Lightning had sort of assumed that that was the end of that, so it's with a slight hint of surprise that she glances back over. ]

Not primarily. [ A thoughtful beat, as she idly tests the balance between the weapon's blade and handle. ] But, they're a decent enough back-up.

[pendantry]

Don't stick any of them into the wall.

[thestormishere]

... What?

[ Where did that comment even come from...? ]