[ Nero's made several snow sculptures around the castle grounds (in the frozen gardens in particular), and is, with two of her hands (willsmithpose.png), proudly displaying and trying to draw the attention to any one of her works for all to see (and hopefully praise):
1. A snow sculpture of herself, proudly brandishing her sword with both hands, in a battle stance. Careful of the pointy bits! 2. A snow sculpture of her, practically naked except for a toga fortunately covering her indecent bits, but also wrestling a lion. 3. A snow sculpture of a giant rose in bloom. 4. A snow sculpture of 3 large roses, a laurel surrounding them, on top of a presentation cylinder. ]
How is it? Brilliant, is it not?
(a)rtistic endeavors (part 2);
[ Or someone may find her in the middle of making another one in the snow, as she breathes hot air into her hands to warm them up. Thankfully, the sword stabbed into the ground nearby is emitting some flame, but she can't have it too close to her sculptures, understandably. ]
Haaaah...the price I pay for my artistic genius.
jail(b)reak;
[ Knights made of snow and ice are nothing when faced with her flames, as she all but proudly declares with the smirk on her face as she slices down yet another one who dared to get in her way or tried to get their grubby, cold paws on anyone else. Nero peers her head into the entrance to the dungeons. ]
Just how many of these mindless icy dolls are there? Is there no end?
[ She wants to explore it...but not by herself, even if she's completely confident in her ability to solo this particular labyrinth. ]
(c)ampfire party;
[ She has a campfire going on in the room she's claimed as hers, the throne room, the dining room, and pretty much any major gathering spot. It doesn't stave away all the cold, of course, but it's enough for her and some company. Whether any nearby wanderers are just cold thanks to the climate or magically cold thanks to shards, Nero calls out to them. ]
Hm? You seem chilled to the bone! Come, join me. I will not turn away a citizen in need. I am quite generous, you see.
[ Genuinely generous people don't usually announce themselves as such...but that's her ego for you. ]
wildcard;
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[ Nero's made several snow sculptures around the castle grounds (in the frozen gardens in particular), and is, with two of her hands (willsmithpose.png), proudly displaying and trying to draw the attention to any one of her works for all to see (and hopefully praise):
1. A snow sculpture of herself, proudly brandishing her sword with both hands, in a battle stance. Careful of the pointy bits!
2. A snow sculpture of her, practically naked except for a toga fortunately covering her indecent bits, but also wrestling a lion.
3. A snow sculpture of a giant rose in bloom.
4. A snow sculpture of 3 large roses, a laurel surrounding them, on top of a presentation cylinder. ]
How is it? Brilliant, is it not?
(a)rtistic endeavors (part 2);
[ Or someone may find her in the middle of making another one in the snow, as she breathes hot air into her hands to warm them up. Thankfully, the sword stabbed into the ground nearby is emitting some flame, but she can't have it too close to her sculptures, understandably. ]
Haaaah...the price I pay for my artistic genius.
jail(b)reak;
[ Knights made of snow and ice are nothing when faced with her flames, as she all but proudly declares with the smirk on her face as she slices down yet another one who dared to get in her way or tried to get their grubby, cold paws on anyone else. Nero peers her head into the entrance to the dungeons. ]
Just how many of these mindless icy dolls are there? Is there no end?
[ She wants to explore it...but not by herself, even if she's completely confident in her ability to solo this particular labyrinth. ]
(c)ampfire party;
[ She has a campfire going on in the room she's claimed as hers, the throne room, the dining room, and pretty much any major gathering spot. It doesn't stave away all the cold, of course, but it's enough for her and some company. Whether any nearby wanderers are just cold thanks to the climate or magically cold thanks to shards, Nero calls out to them. ]
Hm? You seem chilled to the bone! Come, join me. I will not turn away a citizen in need. I am quite generous, you see.
[ Genuinely generous people don't usually announce themselves as such...but that's her ego for you. ]
wildcard;
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