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Winged Lotus (in works name): Shuska And Avonis courtship (w/ @memurfevur

Snake in the pages: Serthi being pulled from his family by Heilel

Sirens Schooling: heilel teaching Tansei how to use her new voice /tannos having to save his daughter from the terrors teachings (w/ @pandersbox

Whisky Lullaby (ship name as a place holder) : Anvalas big break with a larger band and how to balance matesprit and band (w/ @contrastparadoxx )

Dancing in different waters: Dancer learning how to not be a real person instead of a slave / learning who he was after the trauma

I'm going to break this into 4 groups

Absolutely despises snow and anything to do with it: Serthi, Heilel, Lynnke

Would love to cuddle during the snow: cerium, Ashoal, khirot

Playing in the snow actively: Anvala, Tannos, Cyruss, Cygnus

"Heilel I-I'm sorry! I tried to take them both out, I TRIED" Serthi nearly begged the hulking shadow in his motel room, tears welling in his eyes as he shook his head "Please, jut give me a chance to heal a-and ill double back and make sure they're taken out. please I-i promise I can do it!" the jade begged, a soft simple 'tsk' being heard as the shadow reformed itself into the shape of a large almost black skinned troll, his purple horns curling above his head as the shadowy tar dripped from his fingertips.

"serthi..... you've got only one chance left.....you failed to get rid of them with the drone call. you failed to be rid of them while they took you on that little family vacation to the coast..... and now this?" he nearly purred, stalking over to the hurt troll and gripped serthi's jaw. "you only get one. last. chance. to prove yourself worthy of being even a lowly disciple..." he growled lowly, releasing the jade and even going so far as to coo to him, playing up the rage and mirth sides as he watched the young troll tremble in his bed. "such a good boy~" he chuckled "so willing to serve and make me proud, even though he's failed in his attempts thus far~. I'll allow you to heal for now, but mark my words boy..... the Mirth shant be fronting forever and well...... rage is quite the force when he's let out" he cooed, melting into the floor and slipping from the room to leave Serthi to fear for himself and worry about what is to come.

Outside, the inky black shadow worked its way through the cobblestones of back alleys and up through the wood and roof tiles, gold eyes eyeing the trolls around him in search of his next 'initiate' when a beautifully dark, alluring scent caught his nose. "hmmm~ i havent caught that scent in what feels like millennia~" the horror terror purred to himself, turning this way and that to catch the strongest direction and following it to a more dilapidated side of town and directly up to what seemed like just a wriggler.