Snowblind Inbox

[warriorscribe]

[Such a wondrous device. Are there little invisible couriers for these messages?]

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[whiteknightnecromancer]

Yes. That's a clean summation. Of course, his home is a city filled with demons, blood magic, and mobsters so 'reason' may be a bit of a loose fit but I think that was what he was getting at. Or he was distracting me during cards. Take your pick.

[warriorscribe]

[Another awkward half-laugh, still mulling over that definition of home.]

A place I could just be myself...mm, I've been more open here than I was with anyone, anywhere in my own world. I'm not sure I would call this place home, however.

[It's fine as long as one can reasonably be at least partially joking, right? Dorian has the right idea, clearly.]

[whiteknightnecromancer]

Having the choice to remain in a building for more than a handful of days at a time would likely help with that. Something about being forced outside makes this place seem even more hostile than the piles of snow and occasional bouts of murder.

[There's a dry irony to Dorian's tone because this is what bothers him more than the cultists and technology he doesn't understand so he's going to mock it.]

[warriorscribe]

[Enoch wishes his experience were such. The worst thing here is definitely the cultists, if you ask him.]

Or...worse, yes. Ousting the vengeful spirits of the cult might make it more tolerable here.

[whiteknightnecromancer]

That as well.

But being able to stay in a building long enough to make meaningful repairs would go a way too.

[warriorscribe]

There are plenty of houses in decent repair. If we could restore all of our abnormal abilities...

[But that's a thought he's retread too many times.]

I wonder if this place could be a home...do you think you would be able to stay here, if you didn't want to return to the world you came from?