video; un: caduceus

[eyesofthegrave]

[ The video starts with a blank screen and a muffled sound. The one operating it has yet to get used to such technology. After a little blackness, the screen focuses on the Firbolg. His skin is a sickly grey fuzz, drawn in around the cheeks, a little unhealthily thin but not gaunt. He smiles, both his eyes and the shock of mohawk hair are a very natural-looking pink. When he finally speaks, his voice is has a very low, relaxing timbre to it. ]

Oh, hey there. Is this on? Am I sending or however this works?

[ Turning his comm around a few times until he was back in the frame. ]


I eh, let's start again, shall we? My Name is Mister Clay, Caduceus Clay and I just wanted to offer my services to anyone in need really.

[ Oh God, he's not used to public speaking. This is kind of terrifying. ]

Well, healing magic is my forte, among other things. So, like, yea. If anyone needs any healing or their mind calmed, oh, I can also do that too, calm you. I'll uh, I'll be around and willing to help out. I've heard these moons do strange things to folk, wouldn't want anyone hurting when they don't need to.

[ He pauses for a long moment. Contemplating ending it there before finally adding. ]

Oh, um and, one more thing... If you've seen anything, anyone dying or dead around the place... Give me a shout? I'd really appreciate it, thanks.

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[ragingnature]

I'm not sure there's any way to really clear up this mess. Thank you, though.

[ She smile apologetically. ]

No, I just wanted to see how you're doing and ask about the dead things.

[eyesofthegrave]

[ He smiles brighter than before. No one ever wants to know about dead things. Wasn't that just delightful!? ]

Really? No way. That's, that's really cool of you. Dead things are my deal, I'd happily show you how to make tea from them or even how to see what died where and how.

[ You're opening a box of worms here, be careful. ]

[ragingnature]

[ That wasn't what she meant, actually, but he seems so delighted that she'd feel rude turning him down. ]

Can only make tea from dead things? I thought you could just grow it from the earth like many other plants.

[eyesofthegrave]

[ He really is delighted. Mistaken delight. Don't break his heart. ]

Ah, well, sure you can grow it. But the properties of the people you can grow tea from are just so unique, y'know?

[ Growing tea from a bush was one thing but growing tea from a person who had lived and died a certain way? That was something else. ]

[ragingnature]

[ She will certainly try not to. She looks a little confused by that explanation. ]

I won't lie, that sounds a little strange. Though I suppose it's not much different from the way fruits and vegetables change depending on the soil they're grown in.