The Character Gift Train (ALL WELCOME)

Robin takes the box.
"Ooh, spices!" They squeal, and open the one label "Experimental". They attempt to taste it, but Oberon swats there hand away.
"Do not eat that," he scolds them, and Robin huffs. They hand their gift to the next person: a small box that buzzes and smells slightly of honey, most likely filled with bees.

Robin takes the box.
"Ooh, spices!" They squeal, and open the one label "Experimental". They attempt to taste it, but Oberon swats there hand away.
"Do not eat that," he scolds them, and Robin huffs. They hand their gift to the next person: a small box that buzzes and smells slightly of honey, most likely filled with bees.

(i don't feel like adding my characters in atm but a box of bees is so funny to me and idk why)

Robin takes the box.
"Ooh, spices!" They squeal, and open the one label "Experimental". They attempt to taste it, but Oberon swats there hand away.
"Do not eat that," he scolds them, and Robin huffs. They hand their gift to the next person: a small box that buzzes and smells slightly of honey, most likely filled with bees.

(i don't feel like adding my characters in atm but a box of bees is so funny to me and idk why)

(Ya like jazz?)

Robin takes the box.
"Ooh, spices!" They squeal, and open the one label "Experimental". They attempt to taste it, but Oberon swats there hand away.
"Do not eat that," he scolds them, and Robin huffs. They hand their gift to the next person: a small box that buzzes and smells slightly of honey, most likely filled with bees.

(i don't feel like adding my characters in atm but a box of bees is so funny to me and idk why)

(Ya like jazz?)

(i find jazz…………beeutiful)

Robin takes the box.
"Ooh, spices!" They squeal, and open the one label "Experimental". They attempt to taste it, but Oberon swats there hand away.
"Do not eat that," he scolds them, and Robin huffs. They hand their gift to the next person: a small box that buzzes and smells slightly of honey, most likely filled with bees.

(i don't feel like adding my characters in atm but a box of bees is so funny to me and idk why)

(Ya like jazz?)

(i find jazz…………beeutiful)

(How dare-)

Milo takes the box and gently sets it aside. He can hear the buzzing and he can pick up on the faint scent of honey. He's able to put two and two together, and he's not about to send a hoard of bees on himself. "Thank you so very much," he says. It comes out sounding a little sarcastic, but he does genuinely mean it. After all, he can think up of a long list of people who deserve do have a box of bees delivered to them. He wonders briefly if they would survive being shipped out to the Arribean royal palace. Perhaps they might…

Milo puts his gift in a small, velvet bag. Inside is a necklace– a single wooden bead that he carved himself on a simple silver chain. It certainly isn't as nice as the one that he wears around his own neck, but the necklace is part of a long standing tradition in his home country. The bead represents an act of courage, so he hopes that the next person wears it well. After all, they don't give these to just anyone.

Tide takes the bag and turns it over in his hands before opening it and pouring out the contents in his palm. The necklace puzzles him at first, because jewelry isn't something his race puts much value in. But once he understands the significance of the little wooden bead, he remembers the time he tore open the nets of a fisherman to rescue a sea turtle, almost getting tangled as well in the process. He carefully puts the necklace on, giving a slight, rare smile.
His gift is a bracelet he made out of twine, strung with pearls and sea-glass beads. He collected all the items from the ocean himself, and had been saving it to give to someone special. Now, he decides, is as good a time as any. He doesn't have anything to wrap it with, so he tucks it into an old jar he found washed up on the beach. He hopes whoever receives it will think of the sea when they wear it.

Ignis picks up the bracelet and smiles softly. It reminds them of their home in Pontus, fishing with their father, talking to the wyrms that made their home in the seas. They wonder who had managed to find such precious jewels of the sea, but they figure it's best left a mystery.
Ignis pulls out a book, which is lined with reptilian scales of various colors on its cover. Inside, it has a wonderful tale of people who coexist with dragons, their knightly exploits, and many other stories within. They pause for a second and make sure to scrawl out a note.
No dragons were harmed in the making of this book. They shed scales naturally, and these were used for the cover.

Jackson picks up the skull.
"Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest and most excellent fancy!" He announces to Geneva.
"It's a cow skull, not a human one. Still pretty badass though."
Jackson sets down his present: a pair of tickets to whatever show the next person wants to see.

(I have a plastic skull named Yorick. He's an excellent bookstopper.)

Pollux picks up the marble and rolls it between his fingers. At first, he admires its subtle shine and its perfectly smooth texture. Then, his mind clouds over with something he's never felt before. As he realizes what's happening, he sits more upright, his eyes widening.
This could help immensely with some of my research!
He slipped the glass marble into a small pouch and tucked it somewhere safe, then sifted through his bag. He didn't really have a ton to give back, but he did have a stockpile of herbs, some of which made excellent medicinal teas. He sorted out the dried leaves and flowers into pouches and labelled them accordingly with what they were and what effects they had. Hopefully whoever got them would appreciate the thought.

Alexis takes the herbs. "Oh, thank you," she says, "Thank you so much!" Being mostly cut off from the rest of the kingdom, getting any kinds of healing supplies were hard to come by. She and Gerard had done a good job making things last, but it was always good to have some extra stuff on hand. She took a quick look at the various herbs and their labels. A few were unfamiliar to her, but that wasn't such a bad thing. At the very least, she knew that Gerard wouldn't mind studying the herbs and it was always good to have him working on something.

Alexis takes out a box with two candles wrapped neatly inside. When lit, the candles would give off a scent that was supposed to ease stress and anxiety. They seemed to work on almost everyone except Gerard, who was so tightly wound that it was almost too much for the candles calming properties. But regardless of whether they worked or not, at least they smelled nice.