eclecticwitch

Lochpine Preserve

Lovely! She is more than welcome!

A Witch's Grimoire [18+] [F looking for M][MxM available too]

If interested please PM or discord me, do not respond here.

I have about 16 years of online roleplay under my belt. I like to think of myself as high casual though, really, I just enjoy a good, long, detailed post. I prefer to do most of the story in guild. It makes it easy to keep track as well as being able to look back easily for details. Though I am not opposed to PMs. If things get more mature I prefer to take them to PM's or some other sort of place and then return to the guild. I am not looking for anything mature necessarily, the story is far more important to me. I also prefer original stories to fandoms but will do them. Even if I don't know the fandom. If there is something you are looking for please don't hesitate to ask. I am very open to different ideas, even if they are not listed here! I am quick to reply, though don't expect it of my partner. I will give you up to a week before discontinuing the posts. But if you are quick to reply or can reply often I would be most pleased.

Feel free to look through my posts (another reason I prefer guild) to see if our writing styles might just be a match!
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* Neurosis

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*A man (perhaps a bit villainous and evil) heads back to his castle only to encounter an adventurer who wishes to save her country. From him. He decides to join her, to perhaps play with her. But finds himself protecting her instead. He begins to feel some sort of affection for her. And then they are at his gates.

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Omegaverse (I prefer to play Omegas, of course~)
Kill la Kill - Specifically the pairing Ira and Mako

Lochpine Preserve

@ShwiggityShwah He's perfect! Go ahead and put him in the character tab! Also, he does indeed get a room in the house! And is allowed around the gardens

Lochpine Preserve

Ranger Rick

Name: Ranger Angela Rick
Age: 29
Sex: Female
Race Human
Biome: All
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
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Height: 4'11"
Weight: 140lbs
Hair: Short black bob
Eyes: Brown
Skin Tone: Pallid
Appearance: Small, athletic, and muscular. Her body belies a strength most wouldn't expect. She keeps her clothes easy to move in and minimal. Rick wears a a choker necklace with a sparkling black gem at the center of a coin with a pentacle on it which hangs from the center of the necklace.



Skills: Hand to hand combat, crossbow, driving, and a resistance to mind-altering or controlling spells.
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Likes: Solitude, keeping busy, walking or driving through the preserve.
Dislikes: Mouthy beasts, Balut, and eating.
Brief History: She was born and raised on the preserve. She was always told she would be the caretaker. She would collect the objects created by those fey to be sold as her first job. From there she learned to deal with the more dangerous creatures who live on the preserve. In her late teens, her parents disappeared, leaving her with the preserve.
Your Story:

The day was warm and muggy as was typical of a Wisconsin summer. The humidity clung to her skin with nary a wind to cool her down. What made it worse was the mask she wore over her face to keep the smell of fermented balut from reaching her nose. The putrid fragrance of the eggs was enough to make any human become violently ill. Despite the tight lids on the buckets the smell was pervasive. But once a month she diligently loaded up buckets full of this rancid delicacy into the trailer hooked up to the back of the ATV. Rick was careful not spill any, especially on her self or she wouldn’t get it out of her clothes for weeks.

At last the final bucket was loaded into the trailer and she hopped onto the vehicle. From her pocket she pulled a small piece of parchment with coordinates scratched onto the surface and loaded it into a cylindrical hold located beside the speedometer. The paper disappeared with in, a flash and a bang, and then the ATV started up. Rick started the long trek to her destination. What should have taken two hours only took fifteen minutes thanks to the directions she had loaded into the ATV. It helped navigate the forest as well as shorten the distance travelled on the expansive preserve.

She enjoyed the quiet and the movement of the vehicle caused the smell of the balut to blow away from her. It was a heavenly respite. Through the trees she could see a pristine lake surrounded by pines. A single dock led out a decent way onto the lake. Thick reeds lived at the far side and the cool water was nearly black with its depth. She stopped the ATV and took the balut buckets one by one to the edge of the dock. Once unloaded she carried them to the very end. She could see the sparkling eyes and beautiful faces of the naiads beneath the surface. Their serene smiles and beckoning hands attempted to call her into the deep. Instead she took the lid off a bucket and dumped the fermented balut onto their faces. The surface of the lake surged, turning white and frothy from the rabidly hungry naiads fighting for the eggs. As she turned to retrieve the next bucket she found two satyrs standing beside the pungent stash.

“So this was what that smell was,” one said. His name was Lynn. He was short and a little pudgy around the middle. His fur on his legs and head were a middle brown with black tipped ends.

“How awful,” replied the other, pinching his nose between his fingers. This was Frank. Frank was taller, though still small by human standards – about the same height as Rick. He was a lovely blonde color and more muscular in his physique. He was also the less clever of the two.

“Dare you to eat one.”

“What do I get?”

“I’ll get you a date with Errinthal.”

“No you won’t, she hates you.”

“I have my ways.”

Before she could stop him, Frank removed his hand from his nose, knocked the top off of a bucket and dropped an egg into his mouth. He chewed experimentally, turned a light shade of green, gagged, and then swallowed the offensive food item. He gagged a couple more times and then grinned triumphantly at his friend. The fools high fived and then looked at Rick as she approached. There was something expectant about their faces.

“Need some help?” Lynn asked.

“Sure,” Rick said. “As long as you don’t eat anymore.”

“You couldn’t pay me enough,” Frank replied. “Why do you do this anyway?”

“Well,” Rick began as they worked. “I think it was twenty something years ago, my father asked for help from the naiads. Not sure what exactly it was. In return they asked for this stuff. So, for the next fifty years, once a month, we deliver it to them.” With the Satyrs help the balut was quickly dumped into the seething lake. They tossed the empty buckets back into the trailer. She turned, dusting off her hands to find Frank juggling some rocks while Lynn pelted him with pinecones. “What on earth are you two doing?”

“That didn’t do it….”

“It’s time for the secret weapon.” The rocks fell to the ground as the pair of Satyrs made the most grotesque and ridiculous series of faces Rick had ever seen.

“What the fuck. Are you two on drugs or some shit?” She raised an eyebrow at them, crossing her arms over her chest. She wouldn’t put it past them to mix up their own.

“I thought that would do it,” Lynn said.

“Always works,” Frank responded, confusion in his voice and on his face.

“Explain,” Rick said crossly.

“See, me and Lynn got a bet about getting you to laugh. We have never seen you even crack a smile.”

“Like some eternally grumpy troll or sumthing.”

“Oh, is that all?” Rick shook her head. “I can’t laugh. I was cursed you see. If I laugh my head will fall off. Why do you think I wear this choker?” She touched the necklace at her throat. “And anyone who would dare make me laugh will have the curse put on them instead.”

“She’s gotta be joking man.”

“Have you ever known Rick to joke?” There was a silence as the two rubbed their throats and stared at each other. “Well then, be seeing you!” they said in unison

“Leaving so soon?” She tilted her head to the side as Lynn and Frank began to back away.

“Yes, yes. We have a… uh…”

“Previous engagement you see.”

“Oh yes, can’t be rescheduled.”

“Terribly important.”

“We’ll see you around Rick!”

“Thanks for the help boys!” She watched the pair turn and scamper off into the pines. The slightest hint of a smirk flirted with the corners of her lips as she let out a soft chuckle. What fools.

Lochpine Preserve

NPC CS

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Baldwin

Name: Baldwin
Age: ?? Old as dirt
Sex: Male
Race Earth Golem
Biome: Anywhere
Sexuality: .... unknown
Relationship Status: .... no
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Height: ~10 to 11 ft
Weight: ~1,000 lbs
Hair: Moss
Eyes: Indents
Skin Tone: grey
Skills: Lifting big things and punching really hard
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Brief History: Baldwin has been a part of the preserve since near its beginning. He helps out with the farm animals used to feed some of the inhabitants as well as the heavy lifting.

Bonnie

Name: Bonnie
Age: 103
Sex: Female
Race Earth Golem
Biome: Anywhere
Sexuality: .... She's just a baby
Relationship Status: nonononono
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Height: 5'2"
Weight: ~400lbs
Hair: n/a
Eyes: blue
Skin Tone: grey
Skills: Being a smaller golem she has a more gentle touch to deal with the more intricate care of the animals at the stables. She can also do things like put up fencing or weeding the garden.
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Brief History: She came out of the forest with Baldwin. Nothing is known about Golem reproduction as they are typically created through a magical force. However, Baldwin asserted she was, in fact, his daughter but would not answer questions about the mother. When she first arrived she was no bigger than a large garden boulder.

Lochpine Preserve

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Lochpine Preserve

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Lochpine Preserve

In our world, there are preserves that hold all the mythical creatures of lore. They are extensive, acres and acres of land. Some have areas changed into impossible biomes to allow these creatures to live comfortably. These places are guarded against human eyes and technologies by extreme and powerful magic. The preserves and all its inhabitants are cared for by Rangers, a title and jobs passed down through a family. These people have some small magical ability and resistance to much of the mind magic that the creatures might force against them. This is the story of Lochpine Preserve.

There is a parking lot located at the edge of a highway in Wisconsin. Across the way is a field of cows. The parking lot leads to a novelty store which sells beautiful, handcrafted items. These items are created by the residents of Lochpine. Some do have a small amount of magical ability, nothing harmful to the human world. Most are just intricate artworks made by the Fair Folk. This shop is tended by outsiders, people who are hired and work if they don’t get too close to the truth. The store is called “Goldie Loch”

Behind the shop is a thick forest. The path is only large enough to allow a four-wheeler through. Some ways ahead is a small house where the Ranger of Lochpine lives. This house and yard are a safe place. The Fair Folk cannot enter either without express permission. Some benign fairies live in the yard and preserve the garden. Except on solstice nights, when they may enter the yard but never the home.

Beyond the home are beautiful forests. Thriving, decaying swamps. Tall mountains. Dry deserts. Pristine lakes. All throughout the nearly endless preserve are areas where the Fair Folk may find their homes. Many, in fact, most places, are extremely dangerous. In some areas, a human may find an ally. However, only the Ranger and his kin may gain control over those in the preserve and has explicit safety.

The preserve is currently controlled by Ranger Rick. She has not married, and her family has passed away, allowing her to gain the official title of Ranger. She takes care of all the beings in this place and she is a very busy lady.

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ROLES/EXAMPLES

1 shopkeep who discovers the secret of Lochpine due to some family heritage (of your choice, within reason)

The Fair Folk – I will accept nearly anything. Please be reasonable. I am willing to work things out with you but please consider what might be too far. It does not have to be listed to be accepted. Below are just some ideas.

Dragons: They can live in any biome and their appearance and abilities will depend on that biome. They are also hoarders who will take exclusively that which they view as exemplary artwork. A dragon may choose to hoard gold and treasures. One artwork. And another, butterflies. Their collections vary but they desire to collect only one thing. They may take human form. (I will only accept one dragon) [Dragons from other parts of the world (example: Eastern or South American) will also be accepted!]

Unicorn: They are beautiful creatures varying in colour. Their abilities include things like healing powers, purity which only allow those with good intentions to meet or touch them, and the growth of plant life. They also may take human form. (Max of two in character unicorns though there may be a herd of NPCs)

Fairy: Small and sassy little creatures. They are genderless, though may take on a gender should they choose for procreation purposes. Their magic is light – creating bubbles, rejuvenating plant life, making music, and general merry things. Rarely they may fall in love with a human at which time they can grow to the same size at the loss of an abundance of their power.

Clarification on Fairy Abilities and the Loss there of

Fairy ability will be up to the player for the most part. A lot of the time it may have to do with the specific biome they choose. Example of fey ability would be things like rejuvenating plants/talking to plants, speaking with animals, making sparks or perhaps their bodies light up like fireflies. If they were to choose human life the fairy who could rejuvenate plants would perhaps have an exceptionally green thumb. Or the firefly fairy would have a more dewy skin that caught and reflected light giving them a somewhat glowy appearance. The fairies may have multiple powers.

Satyrs: They are troublemakers and partiers. They are not malicious by nature but can sometimes get themselves into or create negative situations. They are “fair weather friends” only around when things are well. Will take off when things get hinky – though some have been known to perform acts of magnanimity and bravery.

Dryads, nymphs, and naiads: they are always women and do not differ much from legend. They are not particularly fond of humankind and will try to harm them if allowed. Some have been known to be kind to those they favour though and will give them a blessing to force others of this clan (all the above, and related cousins are so) to not harm them. This is given by way of a deep kiss.

Trolls: For the most part they are exceedingly intelligent. They collect works of knowledge. Books detailing history or instructional manuals. They will also collect treasure as a way of bribing others to collect knowledge from them. They are clever, ruthless, and known to cheat on a deal if able. Their magical ability and appearance depend on their preferred biome. (not a required character) [I should also note this is an example of a troll and other sorts will be accepted!]

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RULES/What will NOT be accepted:

Overpowered/overly fantastical creatures (OF COURSE)

Witches, warlocks and the like

The shopkeep does not have magical powers beyond an immunity to charms/mind control/diversion magic. They may gain and use magical items in the future though.

Evil creatures – Good to Neutral only

Most non-humanoid creatures should be able to have a human form. Some have lived outside of the preserves for a lengthy amount of time so they should be able to blend as intelligent life forms. A human form is not required unless specified above, but can be fun should we need to leave the preserve for any reason.

Made up creatures - If it is not something I recognize I will ask for proof of its tale. Please do not be offended. I would like this to run more off mythology and I want you to get creative with the source material. (source material being Fablehaven or just your run of the mill mythos.) You may make some edits to current beasts, I am willing to consider and discuss this.

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Character Sheet

CS

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[u][b]Relationship Status:[/b][/u]
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[u][b]Likes:[/b][/u] (Max of 7 things)
[u][b]Dislikes: [/b][/u](Max of 7 things)
[u][b]Brief History: [/b][/u](Min of 5, Max of 10 sentences)
[u][b]Your Story: [/b][/u] (Write a post. Instead of relying on personality through traits or a history though mere sentences, give me you character as you would write them. Don’t write their past. Write them now. Establish them. The MOST important part of your CS.)

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Beginning: Characters establish themselves and some relationships. Perhaps work this out beforehand. You have lived on this preserve for a number of years. It makes sense to have numerous friends.

First Arc: A magical artifact has been stolen which endangers the preserves. We must seek it out and bring it back to be hidden before it exposes the preserves to a population who will never be ready.

Lochpine Preserve

Lochpine Preserve

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Goldie Lochs


In the country, away from the prying eyes of humans, there is a gravel parking lot where the store Goldie Lochs lives. Behind the store is a wall of trees and across the way a field of cows. It is clearly visible from the highway with an old, but well-painted sign swinging out front. The building is old but obviously well taken care of. When the door is opened a bell will ring alerting the shop owner that someone has entered the store. Upon entrance, a calm and comfortable feeling inexplicably falls over all who step over the threshold. The windows let in a wonderful amount of light, the rays occasionally glittering over floating dust particles. Most things are wood - the floor, the counter, and the shelving. The walls are painted a warm taupe and the trim light daffodil yellow.

An assortment of knick-knacks, baked goods, and jewellery can be found in the store. All who enter seem to find exactly what it is they need. The cash register is an antique with big clunky buttons and a large handle. Somehow, patrons of the store always manage to have the exact right amount of money to purchase the things they find.

The only thing is that you will never find it on google maps. There are no yelp reviews. You can only find the store when you need it. Or if you wrote the directions down on paper.

The Farm House



If you take the dirt path behind Goldie Lochs, you will wind through the forest before coming to a wrought iron gate. There is no lock but you cannot open it unless you have permission. Through the gate, you can see the elegant, lavender coloured victorian style house. The rest of the view is obscured by hedges kept high and trimmed beside the fencing.

There are three floors and a basement. The basement is strictly off limits to anyone besides the Ranger. The first floor consists of a comfortable living room, kitchen, dining room and study. The stairs lead up to the second floor with five bedrooms and two bathrooms - one of which is connected to the master bedroom. One last set of stairs leads to the attic. It is dusty and filled with boxes of junk from past Rangers that no one has thrown out.

The Gardens











The gardens lay to the back of the house. Where the forest begins marks the end of the safe area for humans. Some fairies visit or live in the gardens. To the average human eye, they may appear as different sorts of insects and arachnids. However, if one was to look closely and for long enough they would see their true form.