[sticky entry] Sticky: index: bindings

May. 23rd, 2014 11:13 pm
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  1. obvious choice
  2. shindig
  3. announcement
  4. hostility
  5. motherly

After these posts, Bindings joins the continuity of Incandescence.


Sep. 6th, 2014 11:55 am
come_midnight: (a ~ hex)
When Iobel hears about the new world's details, and in particular her new alt's powers, she invites him over. It would have knock-on economic effects that they can't handle if he made everything that pops into her head, but crops that usually have higher yields and have been affected by this year's weather conditions can be added to the palace granary, especially pricey ones they can export or would otherwise have to import. He can make a little well-disguised generator so that they don't have to snake power cables as well as Internet ones into Chamomile through their portals. He can be conducted invisibly to various locations around the country (in a little flying vehicle he makes; she's going through a lot of invisibility scrolls to conserve her binder spells) and induced to add water here and trees there and stone to that quarry and nutrients to that low-quality soil. They are out almost all day doing that, flying high so they can be mistaken for a a bird when the short-lived invisibility wears off. And then they come back and Iobel looks through her notes and starts listing lost hexes and mythical spells.

She wants their charts.

And Cam can make them.


Aug. 4th, 2014 12:00 am
come_midnight: (g ~ private language)
Iobel and Edarial have a country to run. They'll get notes from their alts on the new world, later, presumably. If the magic is really as unlimited as it seems then Cam will be able to singlehandedly alleviate pretty much arbitrary resource shortages, so there's that; Iobel therefore pulls out paperwork unrelated to resource shortages from the inbox to work on first when she and Edarial reach their work area.

"Another happy couple," she murmurs under her breath.


Jun. 8th, 2014 12:11 am
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Iobel gets up fairly early. There's a large table full of work from yesterday available, and she thinks Edarial sleeps later than she does - so Adarin probably does too, and so even if Isabella's awake, she can't visit without disturbing her.

She orders two people's worth of breakfast - hot cereal with fruit, fried eggs, buttery toast, on a hexed platter to keep it warm, the palace is practically lousy with expensive hexes - and nibbles slowly on her half while she goes over yesterday's notes and what still remains to be done.

She has drafted a letter to her great-aunt (who is, after all, a countess and related to her and occasionally inclined to remember this, and may be able to help in some ways with some things - the loan of this property in the moors, these words in those ears, her recommendation on who to hire for this project) for review by her husband before she sends it, and begun to tediously pick apart some of the incoming mail full of requests and separate out the sincere from the strategic from the insane, by the time Edarial is likely to so much as wander out of his bedroom.


May. 28th, 2014 09:03 pm
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Iobel writes to both parents with the news.

Kalars writes back; she has his utmost sympathy, but if she doesn't want a visit he doesn't need to be there for his own sake.

Raney doesn't write back; she just turns up the next day, dwarf caiman familiar tucked under her arm.

She wants to meet her son-in-law.


May. 24th, 2014 12:17 am
come_midnight: (c ~ be a queen)
Iobel is barely related to the Countess. The Countess is her great-aunt, and there are several layers of not-very-close family in there: the Countess never much liked her sister, said sister engendered little fondness in her only daughter, and said daughter - well, Iobel liked her just fine, which only served to cement the distance between her and the Countess. Iobel supposes she is technically in line for the title, but only if a rather intimidating number of cousins from that more prolific branch of the family all succumb to mortality first.

So Iobel lives in a little flat above a little store and under the old landlord and his wife, and she cohabits with her cat, and she sells hexes and custom spellcharts and consults on other people's spells in progress. It's a decent living even though she buys nice, quality things to lay the hexes on, and it's fun, and she has lots of spare time for personal research and reading since she taught the cat to operate the cash drawer and speak the few Marlese words necessary to tell customers "thank you" and "my spellbinder will be back in an hour" and convinced him to actually use those words instead of his choicer acquisitions.

But she is still noticeably related to the Countess, and when the Countess holds a big shindig, when she wants to fill up that manor house and all the gardens with eight hundred people, then Iobel gets an invitation.

So she goes, because why not, it's a holiday party and the shop's getting no business on the Equinox Revel anyway. She brings Cricket the cat along and takes the ferry up the canal to the estate and is offered a little guest room in the back wing and subtly insulted into borrowing one of her great-aunt's old dresses for the duration of the party. And then she loiters, cat at her heels making rude private-language comments about everyone they see, and she eats the hors d'oeuvres and lets some cousin teach her a simple dance because she finally managed a spell to cure her clumsiness the other month and this is as good an opportunity as any.


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