#brightwindsbarony

Bix and Otha show up together when Clarence returns "We might be able to do it.. mix our realms" Bix says //"I can spread a rain further than he can or at least make it a rain"

"You may tap into the Bale to do so - that should help you spread, yes?"

"A spring rain should help keep the risk of fire down in town. I... my understanding, that in the wild parts, some fire can be healthy?"

"This is true, it clears the under brush " Otha says "We shall focus on the town. And baroness, you are tied to the land. So try to evision the rain as you would have it while we work, it may make it easier... like throwing with the wind at your back instead of against it"

"That... sure. I'll get my sketchbook."

"Oh, good idea" Otha says, she hadn't considered using art for that, but it makes sense

"Though really, the first thing I think of is the smell. When the first drops hit the dry dust?"

"Then, if smells were visual.. paint that maybe?" Bix says also intrigued

"Mmm.."

The Baroness works, pencil hissing softly against paper.

Otha and Bix begin gathering their own materials for some bunk

She pictures it - the smell and sound of a spring rain. A small child stomping and splashing in puddles. A couple caught unawares taking refuge in a doorway with dampened shirts.

The angled rain tapping against glass windows, as those snug inside gather under a blanket with a mug of tea and a book. Pigeons roosting in the letters of the MegaLoMart sign. A shifting rainbow set against the Sleeping Lion.

And the two begin casting while she's focused on her work, while her vision allows the the flow of their cantrip to follow her subconscious lead

The gleam of landscape rock - the water turning everyday stone into something magical as they darken, then glisten. Earthworms emerging from their burrows, and hungry robins awaiting them.

And then... the sound of rain!

And sparrow may not realize that there was casting and chanting

Both Bix and Otha look a bit drained but only a bi, annd they smile triumphantly, the same smile- not that they'd admit it