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[stickseller]

HOWARD STARK COURT Unseelie. TITLE OCCUPATION Inventor. ABLE TO FAST-TRAVEL No. RESIDENCE IN 2,701 Various. RESIDENCE IN 2,702 Caer Scima. MAJOR EVENTS HIGHLIGHT Description [ ✖ ] HIGHLIGHT Description [ ✖ ] HIGHLIGHT Description [ ✖ ]

PLANS For most of the timeskip, Howard is going to be travelling to and fro across the lands, whether it be on foot or horseback, or through fairy rings while they still work. He is trying to get a greater understanding of the world, and how it works, including how magic works, how he can use it, and how he can use his shard. He'll be attending a few of the events as well, and hopefully completing quests when possible. He wants to be helpful, after all. He will also be partaking in a project with a group of Unseelie's that will be attempting to advance the technological state of the Drabwurld, likely with quite a few failures along the way. He also wants to begin to rebuild the library of Caer Scima, through gathering information, both by talking to natives who will talk to him, and perhaps other, less kind methods. . SUMMARY OF KNOWN DETAILS A brief summary of what your character will have done/accomplished/experienced over the timeskip. TIMELINE OF EVENTS SPRING IN 2,701 (Mar, Apr, May) MARCH - ⚛ Having headed to the Station at the tail end of February, most of the month of March will be spent there, trying to read up on magic, though also reading up on skills that he might need in this type of place - edible plants, trapping, clarifying and testing water etc. All things that may be of use, because who knows if there'll be another attack like this one, destroying further the "comforts" that are otherwise available, and sending them further back in time. ⚛ As the temperature drops, Howard will be doing his best to keep warm. (Anyone who tries to burn books etc however will have to answer to him, because that shit don't fly.) ⚛ Towards the end of the month he'll be putting everything together, and heading back towards the Spires via Mair, whether it be on horseback, foot, or fairy ring. ⚛ LOG APRIL - ⚛ Visits Mair ⚛ Accepts a quest from Dragmire ⚛ Dreams??? MAY - ⚛ Howard is in Mair when the fairy rings and lockets stop working, so he heads back to Spire 3 where he hopes there will be people still, to try to find answers. SUMMER IN 2,701 (Jun, Jul, Aug) JUNE - ⚛ The Tourney? JULY - ⚛ The hanging in the streets bring up bad memories for him, as does the fact that they were prosecuted for something in them that was beyond their control. It hits a little too close to home, and so he decides to pack up both to explore the lands, and because he wants to avoid large groups of shardbears, lest they attract unwanted attention. ⚛ Learns that Steve and Barnes have fallen into a deep sleep and goes to see them? AUGUST - ⚛ Attacked by forest golems while exploring? ⚛ Sees the lanterns from a distance. ⚛ Meeting people? ⚛ R&D stuff FALL IN 2,701 (Sept, Oct, Nov) September - ⚛ Participates in the Treun festival ⚛ Gets drunk ⚛ Poor life choices October - ⚛ Samhain? ⚛ Attempts to seek out the Seelie lands? November - ⚛ Attempts to make contact with the dwarves out of curiosity to what they have to offer. ⚛ Moseys around basically WINTER IN 2,701/2,702 (Dec, Jan, Feb) December - ⚛ Participates in the hunt for White Hart ⚛ Yule??? ⚛ Visits Steve and Bucky to have a little piece of home for the holidays?? January - ⚛ With Caer Scima rebuilt, Howard returns (perhaps helping to put the finishing touches on it), attempts to start to rebuild the library, filling in what new information he has found. FEBRUARY - ⚛ ?????? SPRING IN 2,702 (Mar, Apr) MARCH - ⚛ Howard Stark, Zombie Killer ⚛ Tries to work with the R&D department to develop a weapon that will allow for those responding to the threat of the undead to get the heads off, but not necessarily have to get in too close. APRIL - ⚛ Searching for the imps??

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Comments

[stickseller]

"Very much so."

Howard listens to her, and in some ways it does help with the pain. It at least gets him concentrating on something else, on her words, and on her person, too. Should he keep speaking? He wants to. He wants to ask her more about it, about the time's she was shot and if she beat the mentioned opponent, and now that he understands she's a woman of the lord, if she means mission in the war type sense, or biblical.

Occasionally he does squeeze her hand, though most of it is concentrated on biting down on his lower lip, hard enough to draw blood, with the occasional gentle whimper.

"I'm surprised he's helping someone who's never been a firm believer."

Though if anything was going to put him into the category of one, it was something like this. A true miracle performed, as that was always what he had doubted most when it came to the stories. All the things that had supposedly been done that seemed too fantastical to be true. But there were words on his arm now, even if they sort of hurt. He gasps occasionally before he can get control of himself, though he sees her flinch, and hears her hiss. "Are you okay?"

But then he tries, even if he doubts it, but manages a soft squeeze. "Holy hell it's working."

[psalmed]

Lia works smoothly and easily. When he grips her hand she grips back, more gently, trying to soothe him without words and without moving too much. Her heart hurts whenever he makes a sound and she can pause enough to make a sound, reassuring, or to lift their joined hands up so she can brush his hair with her fingertips.

She hasn't healed like this very much. But she has sat with many an injured man or woman. She has nursed her brother through the worst of his childhood illnesses and that is what she draws upon now.

"God does not discriminate on the basis of belief. The psalms might, but they seem more particular to who uses them than who they are used on." Lia smiles lightly, a bit tiredly. "I am fine. My mind strayed and the verse wanted to remind me that it deserves my full attention."

Her fingers touch his arm again, and it feels better. The flesh is warm and alive. There is the buzzing of a psalm beneath his skin. "Hold still with me. It will finish the work. The arm may be a bit weak but it should be healed and will improve."

His words startle a laugh out of her because holy hell indeed. "The verse must think you a good man who needs your arm."