Rest at Rose Garden (Sommarsun Event - Rotwang Frankenstein Mk-I)

Rose Garden; of all the places in Fiore it was perhaps the furthest from his home nation of Desertio. For one it lived up to it's name well; the entire region seems covered in flowers, trees and flora of every kind. He had spent large parts of his old life tending to plants and herbs of some nature but he could never imagine creating something so beautiful in his home even if they'd been given 1000 years; The desert simply didn't allow for it.

It was in this place that Noah found himself in time to celebrate the Sommasrun Weeks. He had no idea how long he intended to stay and even less an idea what he intended to do with his time. He had only recently landed in this country and was to some extent thankful for it all. The warmer days reminded him of home and the influx of people meant he wasn't such a stand out as he might normally be. Thus he was allowed to roam the city at his own pace without too many eyes watching him. At the moment he had set himself at a table outside where local winesellers were giving out free drinks as part of the celebrations. He had never been one to over-indulge but the taste was beyond spectacular.

Was it always this beautiful here? is all he asks softly out loud; to a passerby it may seem a question to the air, no one but him can hear the answer after all

Indeed. Rose Garden wasn't always called such, but it was always a place of great natural beauty. I am glad to see it remains so even now.

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It had been some time since Rotwang's latest adventures and these had been rather eventful since the main one among them had come in the form of him having immersed himself in the pursuit of his third and last great magic system, this being one that granted him access to summoning and re-quip arts. Since then, he had gotten back to the grind of his daily life which involved things like assisting his parents with the running of "SteinCorp" which was their multinational business conglomerate, meeting and mingling with the heirs and heiresses of other such ultra-wealthy business families and other equally influential families such as these, his work as a professional physician-scientist mage, and of course, his one true love which was his ongoing as well as ever-burgeoning mad science research.

Vat iss it now? Do I haf anozzer chob reqfezt from zome klient?...Or iss it...zome mezzage from von uff mein houzehold schtaff regartingk zome urgent matter zat kannot be put off...?

Rotwang thought as he stirred from beneath the piles of research notes regarding various topics, failed experimental models, and prototype gadget schematics, and so on and looked at his iLac which was playing the "Voice of War" DLC tone he had acquired by being a regular patron of the developers of the game series called "Oda Nobuna's Ambition" and which he had since set for the notification alerting him to any truly important electronic memos. Once he had finished pulling himself out from underneath that veritable mountain, he glanced at the notification which now displayed as a floating holographic display coming from his iLac

Zo...zzis iss regartingk zome efent kalled Zommarzun Veeks zat iss apparently tranzpiringk here in Fiore...undt ze zeme fur zis iss ze celebration uff eferyzzingk related to zummer, eh?...How qfaint, indeed...I zuppoze mein houzehold schtaff forvarted me zis in ze hopez zat I vould take a break from mein rezearch schtudies to attend zis fur relaxation purpozez...oh vell...it kannot be helped, I zuppoze...

With that in mind, Rotwang readied himself to head out for attending the beginning day of this summer festival which was apparently set in the area of Fiore called the "Rose Garden" and his chosen outfit was, of course, his physician-scientist outfit that was his attire of choice for just about any situation regardless of the expected dress code. After that, he informed his household staff as well as his personal care squad of monstergirl maids of his intended location for the day and headed out to the "Rose Garden" locale mentioned in the event notification. It did not take him too long for him to arrive there thanks to his fully customized, vintage limo which he had designed and built on his own and once there, he parked it at a safe spot to avoid anyone noticing it. After that, he headed into the heart of the "Rose Garden" where he could see crowds thronging and a slew of street vendors lining the streets leading into the heart of the city and who were selling various traditional and more modern alcoholic beverages for the festival attendees to enjoy at their leisure. So, he took a glass of free sample drink from the nearest of the vendors and then started to wander about the city while enjoying taking in the sights and sounds which were all around him

Qfite ze imprezzife turnout, eh F.R.E.I.A?

Rotwang spoke softly thus to his fully custom built, self aware, and highly advanced A.I. assistant who was currently hovering in the air above his lacrimatek smartwatch since this was what was generating the fully interactive solid hologram of said assistant for Rotwang. This watch was one that he had strapped to his left wrist for ease of use and as he moved along the city streets, the passersby stared at the image of his A.I. assistant with mixed responses, some being curiosity, some looking like confusion, some even looking jealous for whatever reason.

Indeed, Master Stein...and the weather is also quite pleasant as well...making this a very good opportunity for you to have some much needed time away from your research...

Rotwang let out a deep, rumbling chuckle upon hearing this response from his A.I. assistant and then took another sip of the exotic alcoholic beverage he had in the glass he was holding currently as he continued to wander about the city. After a long while of wandering about, he came to an area where there were free tables that could be rented and so, he took one and set it down in a nice spot not too far away from the street vendors. Then, he conjured a simple but comfortable solid holographic chair from what seemed like a cloud of translucent polygons that issued forth from his hands and after setting it down near the table, he sat down to take a break from all the walking he had been doing till now.

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As mid-morning came to an end Noah felt the morning warmup and give way to the start of the afternoon. As he did he looked at the cool glass in his hand filled with a curious white wine. At the bottom of the glass was a sky blue square cut gem that Noah had come to understand was a smaller version of the lacrima technology he had been seeing ever since he'd left the desert. This one seemed to have been made for the sole purpose of keeping his drink refreshingly cold regardless of the weather.

The weather and flowers were lovely, but if Noah was being honest it was this technology that fascinated him beyond anything he'd seen and what made Rose Garden a wonder to him. Desertio was many things. Friendly towards magic is not and never had been one of them. They were rare enough there that the first Noah had seen of them was shortly after crossing the border into Joya on his travels towards Fiore. But it was always amazing to find places like Rose Garden where it seemed as if the entire city was one giant lacrima powering even mundane aspects of life. From the lighting of the city and buildings all the way down to something as small as a drink. Magic had always been one of those things that interested him and here in this city it seemed like magic was woven casually into the world. While that thought may appear as mundane to many to him it was on par with the flowers for lending to the beauty of the city.

It was these thoughts that were suddenly interrupted by a flicker happening in his eye; he turned his head just in time to see Rotwang materialize a chair out of a material he was fairly sure he'd never seen before. The process reminded him of a light mage he'd met that fought with hard light swords, yet this seemed entirely different. In only a few minutes of his curiousity had him stand and, taking a sip from his glass Noah began walking up to the man without much of a plan quite yet. As was the case when he became interested he simply acted out on desire. He wanted to know more about what he was seeing if he could.

Rotwang would watch as a man dressed in a simple ref tunic with sandals on his feet walk up to him with two drinks in hand as he drank from one. Noah would sit across from the man as he spoke in a slight Desertian accent A white wine from a farm called Rochen. I believe they called it ...uhh Clairet. Easily the best thing I've tasted since I got here. As he speaks he offers the other cup to Rotwang. I am called Noah, mind if we share a drink while we celebrate?

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Rotwang had been laying back in the exquisitely crafted, plush cushioned, and high-backed chair that he had constructed out of hard light holographic polygons via the use of his Re-Quip magic and had been enjoying sipping on the vintage that was remaining in his goblet with its lacrimatek inset, his choice of drink being a Romanée-Conti. He had also been having a rather leisurely chat with his custom A.I. assistant, F.R.E.I.A. about how amusing the use of lacrima technology was for such a mundane purpose as keeping drinks refreshing chilled was when he noticed a stranger coming up to him with a couple more of those special wine glasses with those funny little lacrimatek insets in his hands.

Hmm...chudgingk from his zkin tone...undt hiz facial featurez...perhapz zis schtranger hailz from Dezierto...zzough zat remainz to be zeen, I zuppoze...

Rotwang thought silently thus as his eyes scanned the man over from head to toe and he let the fully custom built cyber-brain which was one of the most advanced lacrimatek quantum computers in Earthland ans which resided inside his head perform a cross-reference to confirm his analysis in an objective manner. Of course, the confirmation of his analysis of the man that was returned to him by said cyber-brain was summarily corroborated by the man's accent as Rotwang heard him engage in conversation, proving that he was indeed originated from Desierto as his analysis had indicated to him earlier. So, Rotwang listened patiently in silence to the man with his usual seemingly genuine and convincingly cordial but really well-practiced businessman's smile on his face. When the man was finished, he saw him offer him one of the two glass that were in his hands, with the drink in them being Clairet, and so he accepted said glass and watched the man take a seat opposite him

"Greetingks, Herr Noah. I, Dr. Rotwang Frankenstein, velkome you to Fiore undt to zis magnificent chewel uff a city known as Roze Garten. You haf mein gratitude fur ze fine glazz uff Klairet zat you brought vit you. Ah, I zurmize zat you are from Dezierto, zen, how fery fortuitouz fur me...I haf alwayz vanted to konferze vit zomeone from zat lent fur I haf heart many zingkz about it, zo I vould happy to haf a drink vit you to enchoy ze celebration uff zis fine Zommarzun Veeks feztifal zat iss goingk on here at prezent vile hafingk a leizurely konferzation az vell."

Rotwang spoke calmly thus in his return greeting to the man in his naturally rich, baritone as well as melodious voice which many found unusual coming from him given his lean, slight build and his thick accent was revealed to be strongly reminiscent of the people of Iceberg if the man cared to notice such a thing about him. Then, he fell silent and waited for the man he now knew to be called Noah to respond/react to his remarks and actions. While he waited for Noah, Rotwang finished his original glass of Romanée-Conti, reset his palate with a glass of pure water that he took from the serving tray of a passing waitress and then, started to savor the glass of Clairet that Noah had brought over to him, his manner and the steps he took to do so being those of a master-level  connoisseur since he had been taught to do so by his mentor in etiquette who also happened to be a master-level connoisseur with many years of real world experience in such matters.

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Noah took his time listening to the good Dr. speaking as he sat down across from him. The language was familiar to him already as Ishgar was popular on the continent; Rotwang's accent however was something entirely new to him and was taking some adjusting to. If he had any frame for reference for normal Fiore, he might have thought Rotwang was stranger, as it is Noah took everything he was seeing at face value. As Rotwang seemed to welcome the company Noah allowed himself to become more comfortable as he continued to listen and gently sipping from his glass. It was a pleasant surprise to find someone who could not only identify his country by sound, but who seemed to share a bit of his desire to learn more where he could. If nothing else his willingness to talk meant he could gain more answers.

You have a sharp ear Dr.; indeed I come from Desertio, and it's been quite a long travel just to make it to this point. I would be more than happy to talk about my home and my people, and share any knowledge that I can with you. In exchange.

Noah pauses as takes a long sip as the spirit within him identifies the basics of what exactly he's seeing in front of him. Now this is interesting. Your new associate seems to be utilizing a form of Requip magic to create the things around him. It's impressive control, and the material he uses is all digital. It's like making a visual lacrima solid to the touch, or something like that. The voice can't be heard and to Rotwang it would seem more like a pause before making a request.

In exchange I would love to know more about Fiore, or your home wherever that might be. I apologize but you do not quite sound like the rest of your countrymen. I've heard the accent in Joya, but I'm told it's from a people up north. I've come this far to learn as well; about this country's magic, about magic in general; and right now I'm curous how exactly you are creating light in that way. It's like nothing I've seen since leaving my home.

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