Open World Post: Aviario, CT

[dr_feistus]

At first glance, Aviario could be any normal small New England city - it's got its fair share of well-preserved historical buildings, a lovely park, a reasonably happy community, and a decent amount of "townies" who've been around forever and know everyone and everything there is to know about living there.

At second glance, there are strange things that were probably a trick of the mind - a flash of light, an animal looking at you as though it were watching you, someone who just lit their cigarette without a lighter.

At third glance, you start looking closer, and find out at least one thing: magic is real. Depending on how closely you look ... you might find out more than you wanted to know about who uses it, and why, and how.

Just pass through, crash with someone you happen to have met before for a weekend, poke your nose where it doesn't belong ... it's all up to you, the city is an open book. Just ... don't go near that old house on the hill. The owner's really tired of having to turn away everyone who goes up there just to ask about the "ancient curse".

Comments

[unluckyname]

[he's not even bothered by the thought that someone else is entering the conversation.]

Isn't it terrible? Some things were just not meant to be melted in small ceramic containers...

[he pats the pot consolingly]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She pops her head out from under the table, tablecloth draping across her face.]

Should have been a statue.

[unluckyname]

Monument to strange fads in cooking, yes. Tiny little pitchforks, feh. People can be so.... So.....

[it's about now that he realizes she's not one of the other items, co-workers, or usual customers, and looks up]

Hello, there.

[fishy_go_byebye]

Here. [She agrees, and crawls out from under the table. A new more knees forward and her head plonks the counter.]

I thought that if I gave them warmth they would be happier but then my sister-brother and brother took them and maybe my sister it wasn't fair when they cheated like that it wasn't the book's fault.