one; a letter. ( un: sansastark )

[clothed]

[ sansa, when she finally understands the purpose of the strange, sleek brace she's been given, carefully taps out a letter for all that it might interest. ]

My heartfelt greetings to all that this letter may find.

My name is Sansa of House Stark, daughter of Eddard, Warden of The North. I write regarding the inclement weather that plagues the city now. The snow is harsh, and heavy, and to judge by the bite of the wind, it will be no less cruel.

I seek aid. I do not know how to hunt game, nor do I understand most of the meals sold in the glass-windowed shops found in this city. As well, I need cloths, and needle and thread, to fashion clothes that will stand the coming weather. I hope to sustain myself here, but know not how or where to begin. I can only offer my skills with needlework in exchange for any help.

I would be indebted for any kindness given.

( OOC: accompanying log can be found here! )

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[ There is a ten minute delay as he types. ]

Lady Stark it is unnecessary to barter for aid this way

Should you be willing to accept it the Jiang sect is more than willing to provide for you however able

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[torsion]

Alright, what are you doing right now?

un: Adagium

[profanation]

Come now, there's no need for that!
We're mostly kind souls here, given to bouts of spontaneous charity!
Where might you be, in this most inhospitable weather?
Home, I should hope!

why is he so cute !!!

[clothed]

[surely she's misread, she thinks at first. was this in shorthand? perhaps— oh.

...oh.]

Lord Jiang. I am more than grateful. Would I not be imposing, in doing so?

[clothed]

I am putting my effects into order, for want of a task. Why ask?

[clothed]

I had been offered a place to stay in the city, which I've accepted. Common quarters, I believe? There is not much space.

Surely it would be much better for us to trade on our skills, and be useful?

you're the only one who thinks so

[consignation]

Not in the slightest

There is much I have yet to learn but I will commit myself to it so that I may be a better provider

Where are you currently staying

[profanation]

While I would normally agree, the locals here seem quite insistent that we produce as much Chroma as possible, and trade that back in to the economy here.
Of course, there's always demi-chroma, which you could gain from a steady job.
Perhaps it's something to think on, when this dreadful weather clears up a bit!
In the meantime, perhaps it might be best to survive by producing and paying with Chroma.
You'll find you generate it quite naturally from the simplest of touches.

[clothed]

You speak of your duties as a patriarch, my lord. I am honored.

[it's hardly lady-like, given that sansa has no rightful escort with her, but she gives him her address. blame it on the weather; she's feeling reckless.]

Of the things I need it is food that is most desired. I sadly do not know much about working in a kitchen.

[clothed]

[the simplest of touches. sansa finds herself bristling, even though no harm was meant by it.]

Would holding another's hand suffice? And would my consent, if not given, matter?

You'll have to forgive me, my background is traditional in many respects. That I am travelled to a strange place, unchaperoned, would have been frowned upon back home.

[profanation]

It most certainly would!
The hand-holding, that is.
Having never Moonlaced without the express consent and, if you pardon the implication, enthusiasm of a partner, I don't feel I can answer that question fully.

[ Unless fighting counted. Did it? Ardyn supposed he had, in some way, consented to both of those scuffles, no matter how brutal one had been. ]

But if your background and sensibilities prohibit you from easily Moonlacing, then perhaps finding a paying job would be best, no matter the weather :)
You claim to be good with a needle and thread. Might I direct you to the shopping districts on level 2?
There are some tailors there, and they do tend to be a little less glittery than the ones in PrismaPlace!

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I will procure some at once and be with you shortly

Is there anything else you need while I am out

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[ Meanwhile... ]

[huaisang]

You arrived at such bad time, I don't know what I would do under this weather and alone.

[clothed]

The cold doesn't bother me. My home is colder, sharper with its bite.

But I am alone, to be true. Does it always snow here?

[huaisang]

This is the first time it has snowed since I arrived so I don't know. It has only been a few months for me.

[clothed]

[ lord jiang, you don't have to try so hard... but sansa greatly appreciates the effort. cutie. ]

My lord, your company would be more than enough. If it please you, please stay and dine with me. Allow me to host you, at least until the snow abates.

[ it's not going to abate easily, or at all. oops. no one has to know. ]

[clothed]

The answer suffices, my lord - or lady? I cannot tell from the names the gender of who I speak with. Forgive me if I've assumed.

[ she breathes easier, at least. her agency will not be interfered with - sansa's respects for the gods here (and surely there are gods, of some sort, in spirit if not in name) are raised in increments. ]

I would like to see them, if it pleases. Do you know the way?

[clothed]

I understand, then. We are at the brink of winter.

[ says she who comes from a world where winters last for years and years. ]

Do you like it here?

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[baitless]

Ah, feel free to contact me if you need anything, and do not feel as though you need to compensate me for it. I would be willing to help you navigate those shops and how to prepare food with the facilities available, since... well, I am aware of how complicated it is if you are not familiar with how everything works.

There is also a farm in Greatmoon Grove owned by a kind couple that may be easier to work with. I can see if I can contact the proprietor for you if you would like, though it may be difficult for you to get there in the inclement weather.

[huaisang]

It seems like that is the case.


Like? In what sense? Depends on the day, it is difficult to say for certain if I like it or not. Everything is so bright and loud it can give you a headache but then there are days when it feels quiet and like home.

It is all about what you're looking for.

video; un: benefic

[aheroipray]

[ She doesn't bother with text. Sansa has already gotten quite a few responses, and she figures there's no better way to be thrown into the fire (metaphorically) than this. ]

Hello! Hope this doesn't give you a scare. Seems you've gotten a bit of help... feeling a bit more confident now?

[profanation]

Lord, if we must be so formal! :)
Let me introduce myself:
Ardyn Izunia, erstwhile Chancellor of Niflheim!
But, well, I'm a low politician at the Lunar Scientia here, so 'Ardyn' or 'Mr. Izunia' can suffice, if you don't want to be fancy :)
May I assume that yours is some cutting of 'sansastark' then, my lady?

Now, onto your question: yes!
I do know the way :)
Would you like written direction, or verbal?

[torsion]

It's an offer to take you. No payment.
I was going to get some shopping done, myself. :)