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*snip for alaric*
"that's the problem!" the woman snaps. "Explain yourself or-"
"No need for 'or's, madam, I'll tell all." the inventor wrings his hands. "Bug's only a display model. I usually make my golems to order, but your request was just on such short notice that-"
"don't you go shifting the blame onto me!" she gets closer
"Alright alright, They don't have a sapphire heart! I was in hard times when I made them, so I cut the clay with sand to make it last a little longer and used a quartz button. But you already paid, madam, and I don't do refunds."

 He picks bug up, setting him back on the table "he could be a flower pot potentially" He suggests, trying to prevent a fight

 *bug is the size of a small human.*
"I didn't pay for a flowerpot, I paid for a servant! A servant who doesn't terrify my daughter and crack under the weight of a teapot!" she gets closer to the tiger, making their height difference hilariously obvious

 "Miss? I know you're upset, but please calm down" Elio says,

 She scoffs. "I'll calm down when I receive a refund. I can't believe you thought you could sell that walking piece of junk to me with a clear conscience!"
He towers over her

 He looks between them, worried someone will get hurt

 "I can't give you all of your money back, miss, but here's most of it" he holds out a small pouch and she takes it, stomping away and leaving the damaged golem behind

 He lets out a relieved sigh, "So why did you sell her a faulty product? You could've just made a proper one instead of selling.... a display I think you said?"

 "It takes me quite a while to make a golem to order, boy. She came like a whirling dervish, demanding a golem right then and there with such urgency you'd think her life depended on it" He steps to the table where bug sits. "I'd finally thought i'd be rid of this one"

 "Why not improve this little guy then?"

 "They're already baked, and their clay is of such low quality that it'd be a waste giving all the proper fixings." he leans on the golem, which doesn't crack them but seems to hurt them. "The eyes alone are hand-painted by yours truly, and they take hours! Why spend all that time on Bug when I can make a better model?"

 "A love for your creations," he suggests

 He gives a slight scowl. "They're statues, boy. Sure, I make them, but I don't own them or get too attached. If I did that, it would be much harder to give them away, now wouldn't it?" he sighs and takes his weight off of bug. "If you're feeling sorry for this one in particular, why not take them off my hands? Five gold"

*I hath returned!*

On a particularly rainy day, a couple of dozen seemingly random people (including any characters of your choice) receive gilded letters sealed with dark blue wax, the symbol being a perfectly balanced scale. Opening it, you find it says:

“Dear resident of the Material Realm, you have been given the chance to attend an event of the lifetime, the Yuletide masquerade ball, Hosted by the Rippling Court!” It goes on to talk of the dress code (masks, anything blue or white) the various events (a classical band, an opera performance, among other things). In addition, you can bring 1 person along with you. At the end of the letter, it says:

“Meet at the 17th hour at the local river. Transportation will arrive shortly, bring this letter as proof of invitation.

-The Rippling Court.”

*I am awake now*

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*I am awake now*

 *greetings, child of the dark*

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*I hath returned!*

On a particularly rainy day, a couple of dozen seemingly random people (including any characters of your choice) receive gilded letters sealed with dark blue wax, the symbol being a perfectly balanced scale. Opening it, you find it says:

“Dear resident of the Material Realm, you have been given the chance to attend an event of the lifetime, the Yuletide masquerade ball, Hosted by the Rippling Court!” It goes on to talk of the dress code (masks, anything blue or white) the various events (a classical band, an opera performance, among other things). In addition, you can bring 1 person along with you. At the end of the letter, it says:

“Meet at the 17th hour at the local river. Transportation will arrive shortly, bring this letter as proof of invitation.

-The Rippling Court.”

 *Archfey! Hello!*

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*I am awake now*

 (morning)