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[makesthings]

(OOM:The world changes.)
There was so much to be done but it was agreed that a small rest would make sense. Not a full night's sleep but some time in a proper bed. Sam's leg was hurting again as he opened the door to his room in the Abhorsen's House and found Milliways staring back at him.

Quickly he steps through for fear it won't be there again, the last time he was here feels a lifetime ago and the weight of the Milliways' Dead is strange. He walks towards fire with a small limp as the lights reflect off his new surcoat of the gold royal towers crossed with the Wallmaker's silver trowel.

Once he sits down, he ends up staring into the fire and trying to get his thoughts in order but he's not sure it will work any better here than at the Abhorsen's House.

(OOC: Open until it scrolls. I've missed him.)

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[ostro_goth]

Teja comes in from the back, with his guitar and two cats.

He sits by the fire, then realises that the young man in the colourful surcoat is...

"Sameth?"

[makesthings]

He looks up at Teja and says quietly, "I found a door."

[ostro_goth]

"I noticed you were gone," Teja says. "And now you are back -- so you must have, coming and going. Have you come from the court?"

He nods at the surcoat. It looks formal.

[makesthings]

"No, from the Abhorsen's House. A lot has happened since I left and more after that. I have to help save the Old Kingdom and I'm now Wallmaker,"

Its formal and feels far too new. Sam's used to either his royal surcoat or the one he got for his birthday, he's worn those. He doesn't know who he should be as he wears this one.

[ostro_goth]

"A wallmaker?" Teja asks. "It is not a plain mason, I take it?"

[makesthings]

"No, its the name of another bloodline but I don't really know what it means I"m meant to do."

[ostro_goth]

"Make things," Teja says, "one assumes, as is your nature. Would that mean that no longer you need to become Abhorsen, if you do this instead?"

[makesthings]

"Lirael will be Abhorsen instead of me but we still need to save the Old Kingdom,"

He knows he should be happy, this is right for him but it doesn't feel quite real.

[ostro_goth]

"Who is Lirael?" Teja asks. "You never mentioned him before."

[un_fantome]

There is a figure in all white, and all white himself, sitting in one of the chairs by the fire with a book in his lap, and a series of colored ribbons with silver charms at the ends that he's placing in between different pages.

When he looks up and sees Sameth staring into the fireplace as if he's a little lost, he clears his throat softly, reaching out to touch the other young man's shoulder. "Are you alright?"

[makesthings]

Sameth jumps and reaches for his belt but his sword broke when he fought Chlorr and he looks up in surprise at Silas,

"Don't do that. What if I'd been armed?"

[un_fantome]

"You aren't," he says, not liking to dwell on what if. It usually only leads to thoughts he'd rather not have.

"Forgive me if I startled you." Yes, he's very alive, Silas is, and very human it would seem; there's a black brace immobilizing one of his wrists, and a thin fading scar from where stitches used to be below the corner of his mouth. "You seemed troubled."

[makesthings]

"Not at the moment. Sorry, I've had some long days and I don't think that's going to change for a while. What happened to you?"

He manages a smile and offers his hand to Silas.

[un_fantome]

He takes it, rather awkwardly with his right hand, but he's not dominant with that side, and his good hand is held at a particular angle by the brace. "My wrist was dislocated," he answers, seeming calm but a little sad like usual; it's rare that he smiles much or ever seems truly happy.

"It's alright. You just looked like you might benefit from an interruption," Silas murmurs, pale eyes searching Sam's face, blinking frequently in the flickering light from the fire.

[makesthings]

"I'm honestly not sure if I would or not. A lot's happened since I was last back here,"

Sam looks tired and worn out, he's been close to Death a lot lately and now his place in the world has been upended.

[un_fantome]

"If you want to talk, I can listen," he says lightly. "But I think you might need something warm to eat first. You look tired."

[makesthings]

"I've eaten already. There was quite a good lunch,"

It had lots of revelations in the midst of it.

[mogget_cat]

There is a Bright Shiner and former servant of the Abhorsen line grinning at the surcoat-wearing Wallmaker from over by the bar.

[makesthings]

Sam looks up from the fire and notices the feel of Free Magic and looks over to find Mogget.

He stands up and says with a frown, he's tired of Mogget knowing things, "What has you so happy? No one's stopped yet."

[mogget_cat]

"Oh, I am just thinking that this," he gestures to the new surcoat, "is a much better color for you than blue ever was."

Because yeah, he knows things. And knew things. And will know things some more before things are done.

[makesthings]

"You could have given me some hint,"

He's spent months and years feeling like a failure and this is a new start but also has new troubles connected to it.

[mogget_cat]

"I could have, but there were more important things at risk than your feelings," he smiles, helpfully.

[makesthings]

Sam rubs his face, he doesn't remember the last time he slept properly,

"I've never known a time when they were important."

[mogget_cat]

"And yet at your age you're still whining about how no one will treat them as though they were," Yrael says, sighing. His tone takes on a frank and straightforward tone.

"You never knew the Wallmakers, Princeling. Your mother never knew them. Your father, neither, despite the duration of his time as a block of wood. The Wallmakers were just as much servants of the Charter as the Abhorsen's line, or the Royal family, or the Clayr in their glacier. Moreso, perhaps, as the Wallmakers' work delved most deeply in the Charter itself. You are the first to wear their sigil in many centuries, and will be remembered by history as such. So best straighten your spine and give future Wallmakers something to be proud of, Wallmaker Sameth."

[makesthings]

Mogget's the only one who has known them and hearing that explanation helps, it doesn't answer most of his questions but its a beginning,

"How can I learn how to be a good Wallmaker? Where do I start looking when there's time?"