House Lyre-Chant (Open RP)

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Above the storage depot sits a beautiful cottage/lodge built in Hin style but large enough for the two draconic humanoids who occupy it.

On most days, the colored glass windows are open, streams of music from a piano, harp and other assorted instruments can be heard down the slope along with the smells of cooking and scents of flowers. Two exotic white cats occupy the window sills on sunny days. Two horses roam the paddock next to the house.

As the weather turns, the cherry tree, fruit bushes and rambling roses are tidied up in preparation for the warmer season. The grass is cut, weeds routed, bird feeders refilled and chairs placed outside by the warmest sunny spot.

Somewhere out the back, shears click as Oz Lyre-Chant peruses a hedge critically, wondering if he is trimming it properly.

//Aoi

[Aoi]

Davina seems done with the rest of the garden work. Occassionally she picks up a worm and throws it to the early birds watching and starting a compettition over the prey. Which eventualls may awaken the hunting  instincts in the cats, trying to catch one of the bird or two.

She also would gather up the twigs and leaves that fall while Oz is cutting. Helping him to judge the form og the hedge she walks around. The real funny picture is, the small woman still needs to stand on one of the benches to see the shape completely, then raises a hand to stop him as the hegde has the perfect form of a youthful dragon. She smiles happily,  claps and would thank him by making a breakfast to take outside in the garden. Now everything is celan and neat, they may be ready to enjoy th reward for their work. Their presence may show, they're back. Just that this time they seem to have "hibernated" somewhere else this time.

The scent of tea, freshly baked bread from Manus' bakery, also eggs and bacon and pancakes invites travellers, new adventurers,  or old friends or just curios neighbours to stop by.

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Oz looks happier now he knows he hasn't messed up the topiary and grateful for her help. He looks like a part-time gardener in old clothes and slumps into his favorite chair for the food, boots off, he reads a letter from a friend to both of them.

"Greengrass is coming" He nods "I'm glad we got back in time for it"

[Aoi]

Davina sits barefoot herself and in old clothes. Enjoying a pancake and listens to Oz reading the letter. She can already guess who wrote it.

“Marister, so he made it a lovely tradition to invite us every year. I hope we can make it once again and play there. Would be a good chance to contribute something and meet everyone, old friends and new people.”

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* A courier arrives to the house and sees Oz and hands a letter and runs off.*

When opened it will read:

" Welcome back friends.  I have enclosed the schedule for Greengrass this year. I hope you can attend.

Marister."

((pm sent))

[Aoi]

Indeed they would read an negotiate with Maroster about the time and place of their perofrmance. A letter is sent back.

Salam Marister,

thank you for teh warm greeting, frien. We hope Cormyr treated you well.

We'll gladly come in time and place according to previous agreement.

We're also thinking about a little event before Greengras in Shally as a come cack.
Would you care to join us and..or contrivute something?

Fair winds

Oz & Davina

((SSe PM ))

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A gathering was held at the musical house on the hill over the storage depot with much singing and chuckles, food scents wafted down as Oz and Davina welcome guests for a small dinner party in their home and there was music from a piano and lyre into the night as conversation flowed and snow fell.

Oz cheerfully tidies up after bidding their variety of guests a warm good night and Davina would wake up to find her spouse fast asleep next her and a Manus-created banana-filled spice cake, he has the biggest smile on his sleeping face.