Tes'serana Whitgear
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Tes'serana Whitgear
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𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙡𝙡 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚
» Half-drow Divination Wizard 2/Artificer 11 (5e)


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deliberately ties to her belt before swiftly walking back to join him.
October 11, 2025 at 4:24 PM
"Let me get my things! I'll need to know what sort of tools you use. What's your primary crop here?"

As she rattles off her questions, she jogs back the short distance to where she'd tied her pony. From it's saddlebags, she takes a moderate backpack and a small pouch she carefully,
October 11, 2025 at 4:24 PM
until they reach a hallway branching off the main hall.
October 10, 2025 at 6:59 PM
of the Elven people native to the Underdark.

The Underdark," she continues, mindful that he's not of this world, "is a dangerous subterranean realm with its own unique ecosystem. There are some handful of humanoid races among those that call it home."

They enter as she answers, and she leads on
October 10, 2025 at 6:59 PM
no matter her complicated feelings towards the Gondians themselves. The farm girl never quite grew familiar with the pace of industry.

"He should be j– Oh," she emerges from her thoughts to begin speaking just as he does, but quickly changes gears when prompted with a question. "Drow are a subrace
October 10, 2025 at 6:59 PM
The tap of her cane against cobblestone turns to the twang of metal against metal. It fades, then, beneath the beating drum of hammers and pistons, finding strange unity in a discordant hymn. Each tradesman-priest they pass seems to know it by heart.

Always a little distracting,
October 10, 2025 at 6:59 PM
"I thought harvest season might be the best opportunity to start offering. I know it's busy season, so I [promise] I'll keep any downtime to a minimum.

Well! Would you like to start now or should I come back another day?"
October 5, 2025 at 3:48 AM
"Exactly!"

When her smile lights up her face, he could just about watch it turn to pure solar energy powering the machines of potential & possibility that fired in her mind. The last neighbor she'd visited had warned her off Kent Farm.

Good thing she rarely took second-hand reports at face value.
October 5, 2025 at 3:48 AM
"is to ask if I can offer some assistance with your upkeep. I'm quite skilled with machines, pardon the bragging, and I'm looking for more practice. I would [not] charge for labor, only the more costly parts."
September 23, 2025 at 4:54 AM
She continues with a little more ease.

"Oh, who could blame him?" She quips back. "Some mornings, we're out in the field so long I think my mittens will freeze onto me. No more tinkering if they did, y'know?

The reason I'm here," she becomes a little more direct again,
September 23, 2025 at 4:54 AM
She just about beams. Introductions were always the hard part. She never knew quite how long she should talk, when she crossed over into rambling... but! He seems interested, and a [lot] more friendly than some. Not bad on the eyes eith.... ahem.
September 23, 2025 at 4:54 AM
My name is Tes'serana, and I live on a farm about three miles northwest." Precisely so, if her math's right. She kept track of her radius so she knew how far to travel on her next loop.

"I was wondering if you make much use of mechanical equipment here on your farm."
September 22, 2025 at 1:51 AM
"Hello!" She smiled up at him. Most humans were a fair bit taller than her, though she wasn't so short as the smaller races; she thanked her father for that, as well. Familiarity and his warm welcome put her at ease, and she moved right into her query.

"Lovely day, isn't it? I'm not sure we've met.
September 22, 2025 at 1:51 AM
always passing through, visiting the farmers to offer a mutually beneficial proposal. Today, the reins turned her humble steed down the lane to @heirofel.bsky.social's farm.

She dismounted after a steady pace to the farmhouse, climbed its steps, and knocked politely at its front door.
September 21, 2025 at 7:00 PM
for the night, and if not, she never minded a blanket of stars.

It's some years before she'll lose two limbs to her work, and more before illness would take her; she already knows to anticipate the former, thanks to eyes so much like her father's.

She was known in the area by now,
September 21, 2025 at 7:00 PM
Where were they... ah! Gond! Right. She squeezes through the crowd, wincing when she's jostled but pressing forward. Not far from the temple now, and soon enough they're approaching its steps.
September 13, 2025 at 5:57 PM
"I try not to bear the weight of others' choices, lest I lock myself into complete inaction. Though, neither am I the true believer of Gond, believing in creation without limitation.

Fortunately, Master Wands keeps a close eye on anything patented within his employ. I sleep a little easier."
September 13, 2025 at 5:57 PM
Reminder to self: follow up with Guard Howe regarding vault access door's lock failure. Replacements up to Master Wands' specifications are difficult to come by and require a great deal of resources to Fabricate. Awaiting approval of the latter, expected later today.
September 13, 2025 at 3:14 PM
"Good day!" She's already greeted her once. Bother.

"Um, a pleasure. Tes'serana Whitgear, at your service." Her name is known among inventors, but... she doesn't expect much recognition of it from the warrior.
August 31, 2025 at 2:18 PM
we bring to the world. Even simple, helpful creations can avalanche to something disastrous."
August 29, 2025 at 6:02 PM