The office is... normal. A large window beside the desk overlooks the grove- if he looks outside he can see the strange flowers trying to overtake everything, the Trader and Goldie, the general store and the inn-
Felicity below, still maintaining the blast of pure magic.
It looks like it would have been a cozy place to work in. The desk is littered with sepia photos of the family in the portrait, alongside a dark-skinned man with warm eyes.
The desk also has a photograph of Aldric and a woman who looks to be his twin, the dark-skinned man, his children and Rusty, and a few others. A kind woman with white hair, and her bratty-looking son. A man with black hair holding his pink haired little sister. ... An almost human-looking Rennuid, and Yor.
And you, vibrant and red and ready for anything, young as you were.
The group is pretty large, actually. There may be others you recognize- or would recognize- in the photograph.
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Felicity below, still maintaining the blast of pure magic.
It looks like it would have been a cozy place to work in. The desk is littered with sepia photos of the family in the portrait, alongside a dark-skinned man with warm eyes.
The desk also has a photograph of Aldric and a woman who looks to be his twin, the dark-skinned man, his children and Rusty, and a few others. A kind woman with white hair, and her bratty-looking son. A man with black hair holding his pink haired little sister. ... An almost human-looking Rennuid, and Yor.
And you, vibrant and red and ready for anything, young as you were.
The group is pretty large, actually. There may be others you recognize- or would recognize- in the photograph.