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[soothsighs]

A moment of thy time, if I may.

My name is Urianger Augurelt and I am one of the Summoned of Thorne. Recent events concerning a most disturbing ritual hath affected us all in myriad ways, however I consider myself deeply fortunate to have recovered from mine injuries as wholly as possible.

( He's massaging the truth at this point, to be honest — but then that's always been a speciality of his. )

'Tis chasing sleep that hath proven itself somewhat problematic — try as I might with methods that I once considered tested and true. If thou hast any further remedies beyond chamomile tea, meditation, or breathing techniques, I would be most grateful to hear of them.

In return I would offer simple tarot readings, tictures and salves for ailments, or even coin if thou art in need of necessities. I am an accomplished healer, arcanist, and astrologian; if there is aught else I can offer thee in exchange for thy help, I would hear it.

My thanks.

— U.

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[thedevilwhorose]

There's that sleep potion that we got from the party and whatever spell was on it.

Not sure if it has addictive qualities though.

[soothsighs]

Aye, a potion might prove its value as a powerful last resort. It discomfits me to think that, in such a scenario, I might be unable to wake if needed.

'Twould be unwise to lean upon such magicks so soon, wouldst thou not agree?

[thedevilwhorose]

You were looking for options, you didn't say they had to be good options. Might as well just have someone bop you over the head and knock you out.

[soothsighs]

( Lucifer he is too tired for this, so if his response reads a little sharply it's because it IS: )

Dost thou imagine I would actively seek a solution that would cause myself or others harm? Truly?

[thedevilwhorose]

Desperation makes people do interesting things.

[soothsighs]

( Well, shit. Yeah. Urianger would have to agree - from first-hand experience. )

Then let me assure thee that I have not yet reached such a stage.

[iustise]

Greetings, friend. I apologize that we have not spoken yet. I too find myself of Thorne -- Lord John Grey, your servant, sir.

Although perhaps too much of an indulgence is a dangerous thing, I have found it useful to have a dram or two of whiskey or other strong spirit before bed, to quiet the mind.

If you serve as long a commission in the army as I have done, such things become a necessity, I am afraid.

[soothsighs]

'Tis a pleasure to make thy acquaintance Lord Grey — no servant, I prithee, but a potential comrade.

Thou art a military man? I can understand well the stressors of such a life, but as a mere scholar and healer I fear such tactics may be a little much. Furthermore, I am—

( And there's a pause here, as Urianger tries to figure out how to word what he wants to say. )

—not especially well practiced in holding my drink.

( One tankard of ale and he is MESSY drunk 8') )

May I ask how long a commission thou hast served?

[iustise]

[Lord John suspects he will be forever doomed to having to gently correct people on his title -- the curse of a courtesy title, he supposes.]

Lord John, please -- or John, if we are to be comrades.

[He would be smiling very handsomely, if this were face-to-face. Alas, he will do what he can to convey his charm through text instead.]

And indeed, I am. You might say, much as the title, I was born into the commission. I have served since the age of sixteen, seen active duty in several wars and campaigns, and found myself promoted further than perhaps I would have liked.

They do not tell you upon commission that a large part of an officer's off-duty responsibilities is social obligation. Parties. Quite a lot of dancing and drinking is to be had. For better or worse, one might say I have had a bit too much practice...

There are other options, of course. One must determine what works best for themselves, for their own needs. You say that you are a scholar. Forgive me if my questions are too forward, but -- do you exercise? Keep any active hobbies?

[soothsighs]

John, then, as I am merely Urianger.

( There had been a time where he would have insisted on calling him by his proper title, but Urianger is doing his best to dismantle the walls that would keep him distant from others. This is part of that! )

Is that so? I confess, I would have assumed quite the opposite. Mayhap I should call on thee for thy assistance the next time we are required to attend a gala: my presence there was as much trial and error as aught else.

Before I was Summoned 'twas my line of work that kept me active. I was a reasearcher, yes, but my work was often of the hands-on variety, which did often include a great deal of travel and battle. Here in Thorne ... my days are much changed. 'Tis the trek between my home and the castle's astronomy tower that doth serve as my daily exercise.

[iustise]

[And there might have been a time in the not-so-distant past when John might have insisted on the title — it still feels odd to be so informal with one another so soon. But he recognizes it is ridiculous to hang onto the old ways of life, when he and Claire are perhaps the only persons here who understand it.]

It would be my honor to assist you in navigating the daunting waters of society parties, my new friend.

I think perhaps your situation might improve if you were to add to that routine. You said you have seen battle — what training have you had? I have often found that exhausting the body helps to quiet the mind, at the end of the day. Fencing is my own preferred poison.

[soothsighs]

Ah ... in terms of training, I must be honest with thee: the majority of mine experience hath been gleaned from battle itself. My role is that of a healer at present, for all I have practiced more strictly offensive magicks in the past.

It can be taxing, to be sure, although I doubt it compares to the fatigue that follows physical exercise. Mayhap thou art correct, and it is time for me to consider engaging in such a pursuit.

[iustise]

I would not give up your role as healer entirely. There are those of us here who I am sure have and will benefit from it greatly, now and in times to come.

But -- yes, I think you would benefit from a bit of healthy exertion. And the company of friends, when it is warranted.

[funbreaker]

[ Of course Thancred knows that Urianger's been struggling with sleep. What he did not realize was that it was wearing on him enough that he now turns to the rest of the Summoned for advice. He doesn't take it personally, exactly, but it seems to yet again imply that Urianger is withholding something from him. ]

We might need to look into daily spars, if you're amenable. You'll be able to draw on your magicks, of course, but physical exertion during the day tends to make it much easier to fall asleep at night, in my experience.

[soothsighs]

Daily sparring?

Come now, Thancred. Thou knowest well enough my chances of lasting more than a round or two with thee.

( Please be serious my friend 8') )

[funbreaker]

I did say that you can rely on your magical aptitude to some degree, but you will need to physically exert yourself.

If you are desperate enough to be appealing to the rest of the Summoned, are you not willing to try anything? Surely a bit of exercise wouldn't be the end of the world.

[soothsighs]

'Tis not desperation, but rather

( But the writing stops for a moment as he tries, and fails, to come up with a word he prefers. Boo this man, boooo! )

Fine. Mayhap following this exercise, we might implement the stretches thou didst suggest at the gala?

[funbreaker]

Yes, that is a wonderful idea. And worry not, I won't subject you to anything that will aggravate your lingering wounds.

[soothsighs]

Thank the Twelve.

In truth I had hoped to spare thee further involvement with mine ailments. Thou hast been a most supportive companion in the moons since my Summoning — thou art deserving of some small respite.

[funbreaker]

Urianger, you're a dear friend. Offering you assistance, especially in the form of physical training that I should be doing for myself anyway, is no burden.

If you continue to insist on avoiding me when you're in need of assistance, I might start to take it personally, you know.

[soothsighs]

'Tis not avoidance, Thancred, I was merely hoping to act in thy best interests. Consider myself chastened in the matter.

When shall we begin?

[funbreaker]

Then I will assure you it is in my best interests to train as well.

As soon as you are ready. We can start today, if you'd like. In a bell or so?

[soothsighs]

A bell it is. I shall meet thee at our home upon my return from the library.

[funbreaker]

Would you do me a kindness and bring some victuals along with you from the banquet hall?

[soothsighs]

But of course. Mayhap a light salad, so as to not weigh thee down before thy training?

( He is joshing with you my good sir )

[funbreaker]

[ Thancred recognizes the joshing but he's going to turn this into a learning moment. ]

If you believe a light salad is enough to carry you through a full training session, then you still have much to learn, it seems.

Please ensure there's some form of protein, for both our sakes. And some grains as well.

[ They need some carbs!! ]

[soothsighs]

Thy wish is my command. I suspect the salad will keep for dear Hoppingway if thy heart is set upon a more substantial meal.

[funbreaker]

Oh, yes, I am quite certain he will devour it.

[nomnoms]

[ here is a flower for you, word person ]

[soothsighs]

A most pleasing artistic effort — thou hast my sincere thanks.

With whom do I have the pleasure of speaking?

I'm very sorry

[nomnoms]

Please never apologise I love this

[soothsighs]

An anonymous artist, then. 'Tis well, for I have been sorely lacking for mystieries of late.

Wouldst thou consider depicting the moon and stars for me, to accompany the sun?

[nomnoms]

[ he recognizes a word from this!! ]

[soothsighs]

( THIS IS EVERYTHING )

And what manner of creature is this? Mayhap .... a uni-cow?

[nomnoms]

EET COW

BY BY

:)

[ he has hit his word and drawing limit for the day, it seems - and also been reminded he's hungry ]

[beautifullies]

[ Jamie used to have such a difficult time sleeping after Wentworth. Nights of waking up to him shouting, sweating, and trembling while he held her. She watched him deteriorate from lack of sleep until she finally did something about it. ]

𝑀𝑦 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝐶𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑒. 𝐶𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝐹𝑟𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑟, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑚 𝑎 𝑑𝑜𝑐𝑡𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑆𝑜𝑙𝑣𝑢𝑛𝑛. 𝐻𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑛? 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑒'𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝. 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠, 𝑤𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑡𝑟𝑎, 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑.

[soothsighs]

'Tis a pleasure to make thine acquaintance, Claire.

I confess, "melatonin" is not something with which I am familiar. Thine explanation is most curious: thou art able to artificially supply this chemical to an individual in order to encourage sleep?

this went to my AU inbox in another world apparently i apologize!

[beautifullies]

𝐼𝑛 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑𝑠, 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑢𝑏𝑡 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑛, 𝑠𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛'𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑖𝑡. 𝐼𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑡𝑟𝑎 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑠 𝑤𝑒 𝑒𝑎𝑡. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑛𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑎, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑡, 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑑𝑜𝑠𝑒, 𝑖𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝. 𝐼𝑓 𝑛𝑜𝑡, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓𝑓.

[ Though she would be more concerned. Bodies need sleep to function, and without a modern pharmacy, this would be the next best thing. ]

No worries at all! <3

[soothsighs]

This is a most interesting revelation. Art thou familiar with the foods I needs must consume to heighten mine own production?

[beautifullies]

𝑂𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒; 𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑣𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒, 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎 𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑖𝑛 𝑁𝑜𝑐𝑤𝑖𝑐ℎ. 𝐼 𝑎𝑑𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑑𝑙𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝 𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑑, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝐼 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓.

[ She didn't adjust well at first, but that isn't the point. Claire genuinely wants to help if she can. ]

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑠, 𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑒𝑎. 𝑀𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑘 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑠, 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑎 𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡.

meet your friendly weed supplier

[blackeyedprince]

I may just have the thing you need.

There's a herb that when used does help you fall asleep, stay asleep longer and makes your sleep more restful. It's not native to Thorne, but I happen to have access to a good source.

We can meet in the library if you'd wish to give it a try.

-Kell

[soothsighs]

A herb, thou sayest?

I would be most interested in sampling such a thing. May I ask how it is administered?

[blackeyedprince]

That I do.

In two ways. More often as a kind of cigarette, meant to be smoked. That's the most popular way. Or in a drink, usually a dairy one, for those that have delicate throats and would rather not aggravate them by smoking.

[soothsighs]

A beverage of some variety would be preferable, I should think.

Art thou practiced in its brewing?

[blackeyedprince]

Indeed, I am.

Do you know where Winking Cauldron is?