I. Throughout January It has been quiet since the New Year. The snow is gone, but the fireplace seems to remain in place to keep the hotel lobby warm with the staff serving warm beverages and snacks. Hua Cheng passes the time to read whatever books from other worlds is available and keeping dianxia company.
He is generous though. In the lobby, he put up his works of paintings for all to see. His paintings show pictures from home. From the mountains to the forest, pictures of wildlife depicting of fierce tigers hunting in the bamboo forest, pandas and their cubs, rabbits, and hares frolicking through the wild woods, and red foxes chasing them and wolves howling to the moon. But there is some still life too, pictures of gardens and flowers, a promise of upcoming spring, a village of people releasing lanterns on a festive day toward the moon on a night sky. Eventually, he draws pictures that have stories of princes and princesses, a court of imperial nobles, pictures from the novels he reads, and from his imagination.
On each painting, he puts up a note that the paintings are free to take. Consider it a gift. He is recognizable that he is often dressed in a dashing red robe and tied up his hair with a red ribbon, and he has himself surrounded by art supplies. He paints his imagination on the canvas, and will draw anything by request if the subject is interesting, and often for free for he has a lot of time.
If you pass by while he is painting, he noticed you while he's painting with a paint-brush, mixing with colors and from bowls of color muddy water. "Hello. If you like that painting, you can have it. And I'll tell you the story of the painting."
II. Wildcard [Anything else? Write any scenario here!]
Hua Cheng | ota
It has been quiet since the New Year. The snow is gone, but the fireplace seems to remain in place to keep the hotel lobby warm with the staff serving warm beverages and snacks. Hua Cheng passes the time to read whatever books from other worlds is available and keeping dianxia company.
He is generous though. In the lobby, he put up his works of paintings for all to see. His paintings show pictures from home. From the mountains to the forest, pictures of wildlife depicting of fierce tigers hunting in the bamboo forest, pandas and their cubs, rabbits, and hares frolicking through the wild woods, and red foxes chasing them and wolves howling to the moon. But there is some still life too, pictures of gardens and flowers, a promise of upcoming spring, a village of people releasing lanterns on a festive day toward the moon on a night sky. Eventually, he draws pictures that have stories of princes and princesses, a court of imperial nobles, pictures from the novels he reads, and from his imagination.
On each painting, he puts up a note that the paintings are free to take. Consider it a gift. He is recognizable that he is often dressed in a dashing red robe and tied up his hair with a red ribbon, and he has himself surrounded by art supplies. He paints his imagination on the canvas, and will draw anything by request if the subject is interesting, and often for free for he has a lot of time.
If you pass by while he is painting, he noticed you while he's painting with a paint-brush, mixing with colors and from bowls of color muddy water. "Hello. If you like that painting, you can have it. And I'll tell you the story of the painting."
II. Wildcard
[Anything else? Write any scenario here!]