"Why do you have trouble falling asleep?"
Ok, well, hear me out- would you imagine:
The tremors are getting more frequent, more intense. The Elder-, no, Nether Brain is primed to break free of it's oppression any day now. Everyone that knows Tav, has been aided by Tav, is prepared to payback their debt in full. As the hour approaches, every one is making as many preparations as they can. Anything that might give them an advantage, no matter how slight.
The Master of Ramazith's Tower, Rolan, has the tower's arcane artillery up and running. Still, he continues to put things aside he thinks will be useful to Tav, his savior, his friend, his heart.
He's not the only one. Dammon rushes into Sundries, dumping a handful of freshly forged items before Rolan, such as an ancient repaired shield, a morningstar, a ring. The weapons need the enchantments fortified, something Rolan could probably do, quicker to repair and revitalize an old enchantment than create a new one.
But the ring. Dammon asked for the ring to be enchanted with a protection spell. For Tav. Rolan doesn't mean for his jaw to clench the way it does, a twinge of jealousy pooling in his gut, nor does he mean to snap at the other male, but he does.
"And why are you giving Tav a ring?" It could have been an amulet. He flips the basic, simple metal band over in his fingers with a scowl. It doesn't even have a stone. Crystals and gems could hold stronger enchantments. Tav deserved something as enchanting as them on their finger.
"Well, I couldn't very well give them a Warhammer, they couldn't swing it. Isn't a ring more functional for a spellcaster?" Dammon chuckles.
Rolan huffed at the logic, "Yes, but it's so plain. They deserve something prettier." He holds what he now considers the decidedly ugly metal up to the light.
Dammon is taken back. Rolan didn't seem like the type. "Ugh. Why does it have to be pretty, Rolan?" An awkward smile settled on the tangerine tiefling's face when a thought crossed his mind. "Do you want me to make a nicer ring for you to give to Tav? I could, um, make a new ring if you want."
Rolan clutched the ring flustered, "This will do just fine!" He turned away hoping to hide the extreme heat in his cheeks. "There isn't much time left, are you just going to stand there watching me enchant these items? Don't you have anything more important to do?"
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Chappell Roan, a lesbian, went on a national broadcast tonight and performed a song about dating a closeted woman who refuses to acknowledge their relationship and denies the fact that she’s a lesbian. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined that happening but here we are and it’s amazing.
As a lesbian woman, to have an artist go out and be so entirely herself in every way, to be so proud of her own sexuality and to perform a song like this and have it be broadcasted to millions of people…it makes me so emotional. All I have ever wanted as a queer woman is to have this sort of unabashed representation and we’re finally getting it in such an incredible way. What an era we are living in and all I can say is long may it continue and I am so proud to be a Chappell Roan fan.
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