A - Donation Drive (cw: body horror/nightmare discussion possible)
Can I donate some of my poison?
[Firoza asks this right out the gate, when the point of the donations is explained to her. She has kind of a short coat, and it doesn't shed much. Her own horn and claws don't really shed, either, and her teeth have been kept in excellent condition since she discovered how good it feels to gnaw on things. But the poison? She can just make that!]
I know one ought to be able to make antidotes out of it, of some kind. The process is not one I'm familiar with. But I do know it can be done with actual poison. Oh, or...I've been finding a lot of great bark shed from the trees in the Canopy, and out in the forest, and I had this idea...
[You either encounter her trying to convince someone that giving up some poison is totally a great idea, or her returning with her blue bandana no longer around her face, but bundled and then unfurled to reveal foraged bark, some of it knotted and braided - carefully - into shapes easier to get your mouth around and tougher to stand up to lots of chewing. There's a wispy scar on the right side of her face, tendril-like lines creeping over her cheek and threading through her whiskers - it's healed completely, but the scarring has made it impossible for fur to grow back in the area, and it looks like it really, terribly hurt...
Anyone who has been here since the start of all this knows she didn't have that before. What the actual fuck.]
B - Handy at Handicrafts
[Working with Spinarak has been part of Firoza's routine since Ribombee pointed her in that direction, and doing so during the donation drive is no different. Some of the fur and/or wool that's been donated has to be processed, after all, and Firoza has taken an active effort to turn it into actual bolts of fabric the old-fashioned way. Washing it thoroughly, carding through it by hand with a bristly brush (or sometimes her own claws, if the clumps are just too stubborn to break down on their own), spinning it, finding ways to press it into felt...the fabric she makes is amateur at best, since she's working without the usual tools even those without synthesis could use, and her Nidoran paws can't do things as well as her normal hands, but some of the Bug Pokemon seem impressed with her efforts. You know, for someone who can't make her own silk.
Anyway! If you happen to come by, you can get a humble, small bolt of undyed fabric to work with! You're not going to be making anything worthy of a haute couture runway, but the entire time, Firoza looks to be in her element, focused and undeterred by setbacks.
Where does some cool, sword-loving adventurer learn to make fabric, anyway...?]
C - No "I" in Team: Show and Tell
[Showing off the Cheri Berry guild is kind of fun, actually? Firoza's gotten used to the layout, so she knows where things are, how to navigate the Canopy, and where's the best place to be to watch the sunrise or sunset come through the leaves. But these party game things? A little awkward, for sure. She sits in the fact-sharing circle, watching the ball pass between the others nervously. You have to answer a question from whoever sent the ball your way - which is fine - but then you need to make up a question in return. What does she ask? A lot of the easy ones, like favorite colors or foods, have already definitely been taken.]
Ah...hm. Mmh.
[Nervous, awkward fidgeting. The Warrior of Light, defeated by indecision.]
Firoza Istus | Final Fantasy XIV (OC) | OTA
Can I donate some of my poison?
[Firoza asks this right out the gate, when the point of the donations is explained to her. She has kind of a short coat, and it doesn't shed much. Her own horn and claws don't really shed, either, and her teeth have been kept in excellent condition since she discovered how good it feels to gnaw on things. But the poison? She can just make that!]
I know one ought to be able to make antidotes out of it, of some kind. The process is not one I'm familiar with. But I do know it can be done with actual poison. Oh, or...I've been finding a lot of great bark shed from the trees in the Canopy, and out in the forest, and I had this idea...
[You either encounter her trying to convince someone that giving up some poison is totally a great idea, or her returning with her blue bandana no longer around her face, but bundled and then unfurled to reveal foraged bark, some of it knotted and braided - carefully - into shapes easier to get your mouth around and tougher to stand up to lots of chewing. There's a wispy scar on the right side of her face, tendril-like lines creeping over her cheek and threading through her whiskers - it's healed completely, but the scarring has made it impossible for fur to grow back in the area, and it looks like it really, terribly hurt...
Anyone who has been here since the start of all this knows she didn't have that before. What the actual fuck.]
B - Handy at Handicrafts
[Working with Spinarak has been part of Firoza's routine since Ribombee pointed her in that direction, and doing so during the donation drive is no different. Some of the fur and/or wool that's been donated has to be processed, after all, and Firoza has taken an active effort to turn it into actual bolts of fabric the old-fashioned way. Washing it thoroughly, carding through it by hand with a bristly brush (or sometimes her own claws, if the clumps are just too stubborn to break down on their own), spinning it, finding ways to press it into felt...the fabric she makes is amateur at best, since she's working without the usual tools even those without synthesis could use, and her Nidoran paws can't do things as well as her normal hands, but some of the Bug Pokemon seem impressed with her efforts. You know, for someone who can't make her own silk.
Anyway! If you happen to come by, you can get a humble, small bolt of undyed fabric to work with! You're not going to be making anything worthy of a haute couture runway, but the entire time, Firoza looks to be in her element, focused and undeterred by setbacks.
Where does some cool, sword-loving adventurer learn to make fabric, anyway...?]
C - No "I" in Team: Show and Tell
[Showing off the Cheri Berry guild is kind of fun, actually? Firoza's gotten used to the layout, so she knows where things are, how to navigate the Canopy, and where's the best place to be to watch the sunrise or sunset come through the leaves. But these party game things? A little awkward, for sure. She sits in the fact-sharing circle, watching the ball pass between the others nervously. You have to answer a question from whoever sent the ball your way - which is fine - but then you need to make up a question in return. What does she ask? A lot of the easy ones, like favorite colors or foods, have already definitely been taken.]
Ah...hm. Mmh.
[Nervous, awkward fidgeting. The Warrior of Light, defeated by indecision.]