[This room is sparsely decorated and vast, like an opening in a cave system, lit up by carved patterns and runes throughout the surface that glow periodically with an ethereal blue, the light trickling through the lines like tiny, bioluminescent rivers. Sections of the cavern curve out like furniture- a long couch, a set of concave bumps resembling a table and stool, engraved statuettes covered in the ancient tongue. Despite being a cavern, the area is lit with a flicker of an invisible campfire, and is pleasantly warm and cozy.
Mikleo is sitting by the bed, cross-legged, flipping through an old notebook. A beautiful feathered staff rests against the wall nearby. Visitors to his calibration room from a prior year, if they remember, might notice a change: where once his items were located on a table in front of him to be examined, instead they're arranged in a more organized fashion on a set of shelves lining one of the walls, carefully compartmentalized like items in a museum exhibit. Remembered, but... distant, now. Glass doors hide them, but they're not locked, so visitors will find easy access. Within the glass are a set of objects:
-a daisy chain of dried flowers -an old, weathered smoking pipe -a golden circlet with an emerald center, covered in dried blood -a huge, gnarled and snapped-off dragon’s horn -a feathered earring -an orange feather tied up in leather cord
Friends might also be drawn to a particular ancient book on the shelf, hidden amongst a set of other, less noteworthy titles.
Mikleo looks up when visitors get close enough, lips pursing- not displeased, but mostly unsure.]
Oh, it's you.
(( ooc: more details on all of Mikleo's options found here if you want to know what you're getting into! ))
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Mikleo is sitting by the bed, cross-legged, flipping through an old notebook. A beautiful feathered staff rests against the wall nearby. Visitors to his calibration room from a prior year, if they remember, might notice a change: where once his items were located on a table in front of him to be examined, instead they're arranged in a more organized fashion on a set of shelves lining one of the walls, carefully compartmentalized like items in a museum exhibit. Remembered, but... distant, now. Glass doors hide them, but they're not locked, so visitors will find easy access. Within the glass are a set of objects:
-a daisy chain of dried flowers
-an old, weathered smoking pipe
-a golden circlet with an emerald center, covered in dried blood
-a huge, gnarled and snapped-off dragon’s horn
-a feathered earring
-an orange feather tied up in leather cord
Friends might also be drawn to a particular ancient book on the shelf, hidden amongst a set of other, less noteworthy titles.
Mikleo looks up when visitors get close enough, lips pursing- not displeased, but mostly unsure.]
Oh, it's you.
(( ooc: more details on all of Mikleo's options found here if you want to know what you're getting into! ))