SPILL YOUR GUTS FOR ME;; open - gardening

Selby. The name sounded familiar to Nicabar for whatever reason. The souls inside of him becoming restless when the name had been mentioned. It seemed as though all three knew the male for whatever reason, though Nicabar hadn't seen him before. He guessed it was before his time here in Tanglewood. "The tremors messed up some of the houses here, yeah?" Nicabar would ask as he worked. He could tell from the rubble of some of the houses and the lack of plants growing all over them that they had fallen more recently, and though he hadn't been here when the tremors had been, Nicabar knew that they had been more recent as well.  "speech"

[glow=black,2,300]— [abbr=nicabar | 14 months | small serval, babyface | soul vessel | demigod, son of Jupiter]✘[/abbr] —[/glow]