CLOTHING ADVENTURES

[lightlessfuture]

Who: Anyone! Everyone!
What: Clothes were requested. Clothes are now granted.
When: morning of the 22nd initially
Where: meet me at the room that's literally filled to the brim with clothing in 15 minutes
Warnings: It's just clothes, what could possibly go wrong!
Notes: Everyone gets free clothes whether they participated in the actual request or not. CLOTHES FOR THE ENTIRE ISLAND.


There's a room in the Storyteller's temple; it was once empty, and now it's...not. It is, in fact, full of clothing of all sorts, to the point that it might be slightly difficult to find exactly what you're looking for.

Oh well. It's there now, no takebacks.

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[lightlessfuture]

[ The Knight might have giggled at being called 'handsome', but lacking a voice they simply press a hand to where a mouth might have been on their face and mimic laughter. (Something they've learned to do after months of observing.) Despite that gesture, though, they're certainly not opposed to the compliment.

At Grimm's encouragement, they nod eagerly, happy to go digging for something else that might be useful. Their next small adventure produces a few more items they understand, though the cloak they've found in their size seems to puzzle them.

They do have possession of a bright red scarf, though (among other things) that they hold up to Grimm after inspecting it a moment. It's too long for them; maybe he'd like to have it. ]

[fireindreams]

[Grimm does not know what animal the cloak is supposed to invoke but it is both cute and may be useful if it becomes cold. The Troupe Master possessed an undying flame but there were still kingdoms that he had traveled to that were unbearably cold. Putting on a show when most, if not all, of the Grimmkin were frozen in place had been...interesting.

The scarf offered to him is a brilliant red and it reminds Grimm of his Troupe. There is a pang in his heart - he cannot help but miss them - but winds the scarf around his neck regardless, leaving the ends to hang down his back and end just a little before his cloak.]

I certainly strike a dashing figure in this! And it is quite warm. Thank you Knight.

[Grimm turns to dig through the pile himself. His height means he does not have to worry about swimming in the sea of fabric, but everything on the bottom would be lost to him if he did not bend over. Thankfully he is rather flexible.

He comes back up with another cloak. It is a little bigger then the Knight but it should fit them without much issue. And it could double as a blanket thanks to the fuzzy material.]

Would you like this, my friend?