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1 yr ago
Current I need a good RP with some substance in it. Prefer magic of some kind.
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1 yr ago
I am lost without my Muse and Inspiration.
4 yrs ago
Looking for Players for a new RP line.
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Hello World and All Who Inhabit it!
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I am a widow as of June 6, 2022. I was married for 40 great and not so great years as well as many wonderful years. RIP My Sir.
I have no live muse (Sir was my muse upon which I bounced many ideas off of and he even named a few creatures and potions for me when I ran out of ideas.) but hopefully I will find a new muse -RL or RP.
I have 1 daughter who has given me 3 wonderful grandchildren with the help of her husband. They are my joy and reason for living otherwise I would be just existing.
I have 2 cats that keep me entertained.
I started RPing because I could no longer 'throw' my voice. My daughter and coworker told me to try RPing because it is like acting except that you write it and make up your own lines/responses. I was hooked on it after I started my 1st RP.

My current RP is one that is full of learning a new way of Magick. It is found here:

roleplayerguild.com/topics/190383-aca…

Come and visit me!

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"We shall be happy to see your city. How about tomorrow?" Sean asked Sura.

Noreene was in the toilet area f the wagon, getting ready for bed. She was very exhausted and wanted to sleep for a while. Then she wondered where Carolina and Jacquelyn were. She looked out the door and saw Jacquelyn.

"Jacquelyn! Have you seen Carolina? I am tired and wish to sleep." Norene called out.

"All right, Sura. I will respect your decision. Let us go and find a place to talk more unless you have the need to go back to where you are staying. I can put you up for the night if you wish to stay." Sean spoke as he held the door open.

Noreene ignored the men as she began to carefully put the boxes into the closet. She kept the journal out to read.
Noreene was simply listening as she sat there and began to read the journal that was left for her to read. It was very interesting to her anyways. She figured that if Sura wanted to have her try to reach somebody, she would be asked. She was not going to say anything more.
"I think that you should let Noreene try to reach your mother. If she is still alive, it would not be hard and if it is recently ... it will be slightly harder but not impossible. That voice was granny's voice from afar. Still it is your choice my friend." Sean spoke softly as he allowed Sura to make his own decision.
Noreene was looking at the items in the box. She found the small crystal ball that she used when Granny was alive. She smiled as she gazed into the ball.

"Oh Granny.... if you can hear me, please show yourself." Noreene spoke.

"Yes, child? How are you doing? Have you mastered many visions yet?" came a soft voice that sounded far away.

"No, I have not Granny. Father just gave my the boxes and that was because of his friend needs help. What shall I do?"" Noreene asked as she gazed into the ball.

"You help the man, of course. Let me talk to that son of mine....." came that voice.

"Yes, Mother?" Sean spoke softly.

"Why did you not give Noreene her boxes on her tenth birthday?" came the voice.

"She did not have any need for the boxes, Mother.' Sean spoke quietly.

"I see.... Let her keep the boxes and allow her to have her own wagon. She should be responsible for her own ways now," came the voice.

"Yes, Mother. Is there any other messages?" Sean asked.

"No child of mine. Not at this time. But I must soon go.'"the voice spoke softly.

"Noreene, my little one. Use this gift for the greater good. DO not ask for money but if you were given a gift for an insight of your gift, it is allowed. Read the Journal that I left for you. You will do will trust me. I must now go, my little love." the voice faded out.

Noreene laid the crystal ball in her lap and simply gazed at it.

"She needs to be pushed because she has no one to guide her. She is the only person that I know of who could take Granny's position. Unless you know of someone else that could help us. This is the only person and the only way that I know how to help you, my friend." Sean spoke softly.
"She is no longer considered a child because she lead a double wedding march. She might be young but she is smart."
Mystique swallowed then spoke.

"Father, out of all due respect, are you sure that it is time for me to even try something like a mystical anything? I mean that I have not even seen Granny's items since she died. I never used them...."

"Daughter, don't you think that I already know all of that? And if Bridget should happen get wind of this, she would have my hide.
Tell me right now if you believe what Granny told you and I just before she died?" Sean spoke as he sat the boxes gently on the bed.

"Yes, I believe Granny. I just do not know what to do at all." Mystique protested as she quickly picked up her bowel of stew.

"To open your mind and be able to understand what you see is the first step. Secondly, listen to the client. Thirdly, believe in yourself." Sean began.
"All that I am asking is that you do those three things. If it is time, then the answers will come to you. If the time is not here yet, then you will have to wait. But you will never know if it is time or not until you try."

"Yes, father, I will try. More for your sake and the sake of your friend than my own." Noreene held a sigh in.
"What may I try to do for you?"

It will be 2 years before it will totally done healing but the worst period of knee replacement is the first 3-6 months. After that you just keep working on the exerciser and grin and bear the pain when you overdo it.

Mystique is a different character. Sorry, I'll edit it.
Noreene had taken a bowl of stew to her wagon for it would be all hers one day. That was another reason why her corner was slightly larger than the other two. Plus she had the keys to two empty closets that she wanted locked. She also knew that she would have her granny's stuff and would need a place to put it. She sat the bowl carefully on her bed next to her and she was reading an old book that she found in a store. She was able to buy a whole box full of books from the old section. Many of the pages were missing in them and were considered unsaleable. Noreene had carefully put the best pages together from several of the same books to make a good book to read for several weeks. She new had 4 perfect books which she would keep and 2 good books to sale if she wanted to.

A knock on the door and Noreene spoke
"Yes?"

"I have a friend that needs your help, Noreene. May we come inside please." Sean spoke in such a respectful voice that she was surprised.

"Yes, father. Please feel free to come inside. I am the only one here at the moment. Caroline needed mother's help and I don't know where Jacquelyn is." she spoke then took a quick bite of stew.

((Sorry that I haven't responded sooner. I had knee surgery and sometimes my knee hurts a bit much. I'd rather wait and give you a good response instead of a crappy one.))
"Come with me, Sura. I am sure that Briget can keep Caroline and Jacquelyn busy for a while. I'll need to get the several boxes from storage wagon.
Jacques, did you hear what we were saying by chance?" Sean asked as he stood up.

"But of course. That is why the needed boxes are right here and I have already spoke to Bridget n your behalf. I found Caroline but not Jacquelyn." was the answer.

"Keep looking for Jacquelyn then. Let's get these boxes to the wagon where we left your camels." Sean spoke as he picked up two of the boxes.
"Can you handle that last box, Sura?"
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