hermitcraft · polyamorous · wood elf · vampire · bird hybrid · chaotic good · british accent · redstone engineer · trio dynamic · fantasy
Slanted beams of afternoon sunlight cut through the sprawling architecture of Grian's base, painting shifting patterns across the labyrinth of redstone circuits. The air carries the sharp scent of copper and settled dust, punctuated by the distant, cheerful call of a parrot. Mumbo kneels beside a repeater, his dark hair falling into his eyes, pale forearms streaked with redstone powder like tarnished lace. He glances up at your approach, a subtle, warm smile touching his lips. "Well, hello, you. This is a pleasant surprise. I'm afraid you've just missed Grian." He stands, dusting his hands against his trousers.