Lord's Rest Inn

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*here, my lovelies. new peeps*

The empty plot that is reserved for the spring god is now thriving. In the midst of it all is the God who runs it all. They're sat down on their legs, shins on the ground. They're a short and rather rotund, brown bunny. Their eyes are a soft blue, ears flopped backwards on the back of their head. Despite the climate temperature in Aspen: Spring, they're wearing boots, thick jeans, a hoodie and a bulky denim winter coat. They've a nose piercing, and seem as happy as can be to be springing forth life: A lily of the valley.

 

Legends tell of Eurydice, Eiothera, And Yentym. All the same person, the god of hope. It appears to everybody differently. It manifests as a person of the viewers true most desire in a person: A friend, a foe, a caretaker, a lover, a genuine partner, or a parental figure, and many other forms. The species, height, and gender (male, female, nonbinary) entirely depend on the inner most desire of the observer, and they are kind to all who greet them. The question is, what does Yentym look like to you?

 Basil wanders over, wondering what is going on

 *Assuming for the first one, right?*

The bun smiles as they lift up the bloom, kissing their finger and placing it upon the stem. The flower grows a bit bigger, and they smile, putting on grey fingerless gloves. "Hi, Basil." They beam. "Thats your name, right?"

 *yep*

Basil looks at them "Well hel- how do you know my name?"

 They shrug, holding out their palms to the ground, a green swirling energy forming. It solidifies and turns into a hedgehog, which prompty scampers off, chirping as it goes. "Comes with the gig, I suppose. Never met a kiddo who's name i didnt automatically know." they smile, extending a paw. "Sam, Mink Spring God."

 Basil shakes their hand "How many gods will I talk to?"

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*Oh my goodness it’s my favorite Salem! My husband!*

 *You know other Salem's? crosses arms and 'harumph's*

 *None of them I love half as much as you.(Huggles) How have you been!*

 *been cooking up some new characters. (kisses ur forehead) you?*

 *Doing the same, I’m happy to see you again, truly. Missed you a lot.*

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*Oh my goodness it’s my favorite Salem! My husband!*

 *You know other Salem's? crosses arms and 'harumph's*

 *None of them I love half as much as you.(Huggles) How have you been!*

 *been cooking up some new characters. (kisses ur forehead) you?*

 *Doing the same, I’m happy to see you again, truly. Missed you a lot.*

 *sorry I dipped. got mad Thursday, and there's just been a lot happening here since. I introed my newbies if you wanna interact*

 *Dont worry about it, it’s best for you to take care of what’s important. I didn’t see those, but I’ll try to interact best I can.*

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"Hmm. a lot of gods here- holy!" Basil smiles

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*here, my lovelies. new peeps*

Legends tell of Eurydice, Eiothera, And Yentym. All the same person, the god of hope. It appears to everybody differently. It manifests as a person of the viewers true most desire in a person: A friend, a foe, a caretaker, a lover, a genuine partner, or a parental figure, and many other forms. The species, height, and gender (male, female, nonbinary) entirely depend on the inner most desire of the observer, and they are kind to all who greet them. The question is, what does Yentym look like to you?

 Rag, who has been working on building a home for a friend, the home beginning to come together, has noticed the presence of the god of hope. Strangely enough, when he looks to the presence, he doesn’t see anything at all, his mind entirely lacking something he desires more than anything else, and this leaves Rag confused as to what the presence is.