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She is not currently skilled enough to start a fire. That required some serious patience, which she doesn’t have, or some magic, which she also doesn’t have. Though she would like to solve the magic problem with some lovely, fiery ravens one of these days. That required getting lucky and running into the right sort of trouble though, which didn’t happen every day. Weaver runs into all sorts of trouble, but not the sort that often ends with fire ravens as a magical ability. Fire, however, is a useful thing. So, when she spots flickering light in the distance, she immediately makes her way over to it
Her hope is there’s something strange and wonderful happening in Helovia, as if often the case. Her thought is that someone just started and fire and hopefully she could steal some in case she ran into the zombie ice bear again, because fire seemed like it might be semi-effective at getting her away from the zombie ice bear without dying. What she does not expect is to find a mare rolling around in the snow nearby.
Weaver stops, not entirely sure what to say in this particular moment. Raven breaks the silence for her, cawing into the quiet air and rattling the silence around them. Content with his job, he returns to nesting in the cloak on Weaver’s back. Figuring there’s no way to slip off unnoticed, she instead asks, “You make the fire?” she asks, figuring if the owner of said fire was present, she should check before taking some with her. Which is probably weird since fire is not a limited resource, but still, it seems like the thing she’s supposed to do.
- weaver -
and you'll be told no lies
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Magic use/power playing is okay, but check before serious injury/death
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