[closed]

[telvanni]

Who: Nathaniel Mithryn and Walter Price
What: Books! Lighter monsters! Tentacles!
When: NOW.
Where: Mithryn's Books
Warnings: Wizards.


[ Nathaniel has been a busy man as of late. It's hardly exaggerating at all to say that all his spare time has recently been spent focusing on improving his enchantment skills - in the wake of Wise Snake's rampage, Mithryn's Books has been closed up entirely.

Still. Compelling as practicing his art is, he knows that devoting all his time to it isn't healthy. Mildred would never have approved. As such, when The Young Lad With The Hair Walter contacts him with enquiries about books on proper horse care, he takes that as a sign that the shop should reopen at last.

So he does just that. The books he's sought out for Walter are safely placed behind the shop counter, much like himself, so all he has to do is await the boy's arrival.

Good lord, he's bored already. ]

Comments

[waltharius]

[ Time for the weirdest of looks. He has to turn that last question over in his head several times because who asks something like that. ]

...very. End of discussion.

[ Breeeeathing out and lowering himself down on the couch. Even though he isn't being soul-squished anymore, he's still feeling pretty exhausted. Post-tentacle blues. ]

Mr. Mithryn, I think I'm done with the... the questions and the experiments for today. Would it be alright if I just... if I laid down here for a little while longer?

[telvanni]

[ With a slightly distracted air, since he's already thinking of ways to poke at the situation: ]

Oh, yes. Yes, of course. Would you care for more cushions? Perhaps a pouffe?

[ If you fall asleep, Walter, he is going to pluck out a few of your hairs. Jsyk. ]