[Video+Action, post moon-warp]

[wereperrito]

Hello all!

This is Jack, from my little nook in the convoy where I make and repair clothes.

[He smiles at the camera, showing off the fluffy little fox ears he is now sporting instead of regular ears, and the white streaks in his blue-gray hair, then turns his radio device around to show the little shop. It is, frankly, less like a shop and more like a workspace, with fabric in cabinets on the walls and a pair of tables and some chairs, with more fabric strewn across them, some in good condition and some in less-good condition.]

I just wanted all of our new people to know that if the moon warp ruined your clothes, I can probably help. I have mostly figured out trousers, I think, and I am still working on proper shirts, though I can make, um, cloaks and drapes and things.

[He sets the camera down on one of the tables, and sits down to face it.]

I did want to, er, also tell everyone something else. I know we are all... changing. Into something we might call monsters, some of us. I just wanted to say I was a monster before I came here. Not a-- not a bad person, no, not a cruel person, but a werewolf. I turn into a beast once a month on the full moon, like moon warps here.

So. So I just wanted everyone to know, I have done this before. This changing, this becoming something else for a time. I don't know if it will help anyone, but if it can-- I wanted everyone to know.

[He has "come out" piecemeal to various people, here and there, and it's gone well. But now he's doing it to everyone, to people he's never talked to. It's a little scary, but he's doing it.

And now that he's done it, he hesitates, then fumbles for the radio to turn it off without further comment.

He will be available in his shop most evenings, for people to come by to get clothing repaired or measured for, or for people to ask questions, and of course he's around the convoy or in his van during the day when they're on the move.]

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Re: Audio -> Action

[wereperrito]

"It is open!" Jack calls through it, waving. The shop windows are empty, showing him inside clearly, smiling at the newcomer. He's seen Echo around, so he's not particularly disturbed by the kobold's appearance, even though he actually had no idea what a kobold was. Now he does.

"Come on in, come on in," he says, waving again. He's seated at a table, so his only non-human features visible at the moment are the ears. "You are the-- kobold, yes?"

[hatethereaper]

"That is correct." [So far, that's the only way he's introduced himself to Jack, which he feels it necessary to quickly correct.] I am Professor Ekkobrahx Sorelk Naivallon. Or Echo, for short. [He takes a bow, then a seat across from Jack.]

[wereperrito]

"Oh!" Jack is impressed. He sets his work down to give Echo his full attention. That is quite a name, and a title to go with it. "A professor! What are you a professor of, if I may ask?"

[hatethereaper]

Alchemy. Particularly in regard to practical spellcasting.

[Though, alchemy isn't the reason he's there.] I also apprenticed under a tailor for a few years, between degrees.

[wereperrito]

Oh, that is interesting. There is magic where I come from, and I have met potions-makers who would be very close to traditional alchemists, in their way.

[He grins.]

Not as much use in a tailor's shop as your other apprenticeship, though. We can turn cloth into clothes, but not anything more magical than that. Have you worked with a pattern before?

[hatethereaper]

That there any are people here who come from worlds without magic is a new concept to me. [It implies an entire paradigm of thinking about the universe that he's not used to.

He gives a polite laugh at the remark, then answers the question about patterns.] I have, though it's been some time.