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“That’s right, your divination doll! Perhaps you could ask him something now?” Pylia suggested. Soon Shortfang came back, has he had left sometime after eating. He had some fish which he proceeded to descale on the rocks nearby. “I don’t know if it’s too early or not but it can’t hurt to try right? So far it’s shown to be reliable at least. Vague as it is.”
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Ethical? No. Illegal? Also no.
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Some people need to make a hard choice when deciding which two karaoke streams they want to listen to. I have no such weakness: I have two ears for a reason.
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If you're here either you're wondering what I'm doing cause I need to post in your RP (In which case, calm yo tits, I'll get around to it), or you want to know who I am. So let's begin.
I'm a college age asian kid who has more heart than he has senses. I'm still working out this whole "adulthood" thing, so until then I just do what I feel I must. As far as personality and traits go, I'm not one for boasting. So if there's anything redeeming about myself you'd have to figure it out in person or by word-of-mouth. Generally however I'm rather perverted, in the best and worst ways. nothing is too much until I've crossed the line, and that just means I've started.
As far as Roleplays I like, I have a thing for fantasy, though I'm also good for some types of sci-fi, supernatural, Modern, and slice-of-life. If it's open and sandbox, I'll probably join it. Never really been a romantic, I often chose to sexualize any notion of romantic encounters I come across. I generally write at Casual quality, though I have no issues with Free-Level Rp/Players and I can hold my own in Advance.
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“You know, if it were t for your particular origins, I would’ve said hat it was just a Dream. But... Surely this is too much of a coincidence for that.” Pylia pondered what these things could mean before looking over at the bridge. “This bridge is build over ravine, which itself has a river running through it. Rushing waters... Perhaps this cave is near the river somewherewhere ghe water moves fast. Rapids or a water fall. If we find the cave, we’ll find that man you saw in your dreams. Maybe he’s the hero Andrews spoke about.”
Pylia could tell something was bothering you. Shifting the remaining soul and tea away from the fire so it doesn’t burn she stands up and walks away out of the earshot of others waiting for you. Once you come over Pylia looked at you with a concerned face. “What’s going on? Do you think this is still a trap or something?”
It was then that the young boy spoke up. He was quiet at first but Andras and Elena noticed him speak. His sister encouraged him to speak up and the boy spoke nervously. "I... Maybe we can get our cart? It's not too broken." Andras sighs at his son's naivety. "We could. If these kind people are willing, we might be able to get out cart and repair our wheel. But without an oxen or horses, there's no way we could pull that wagon through the mountains." That's when the boy nervously spoke up again. "I saw... I saw last night, in a dream. A hero who helps people. He's here. He has a good heart." When the boy said those words the images from your dreams flashed through your mind. The green glow, the unmoving body, the cave. But then came another detail that you wasn't there last night; the sound of roaring water.
Andras looked at his son with sadness. "Andrews... I know what happened was terrible, but..." The man took a deep breath. He didn't want to discourage his son. He thought the boy was just having fantasies to escape the tragedy that befell them. "Well, I'll go speak with Ferric at least. Thank you for the food." Andras left the fire to go find the dwarf, leaving you with his children and Pylia. Andrews sat next to his sister to hold him close and just stared at the fire. Pylia looked over to you with a look of concern. "What do you think we should do now?"
Andras looked at his son with sadness. "Andrews... I know what happened was terrible, but..." The man took a deep breath. He didn't want to discourage his son. He thought the boy was just having fantasies to escape the tragedy that befell them. "Well, I'll go speak with Ferric at least. Thank you for the food." Andras left the fire to go find the dwarf, leaving you with his children and Pylia. Andrews sat next to his sister to hold him close and just stared at the fire. Pylia looked over to you with a look of concern. "What do you think we should do now?"
Slowly but surely, the two others would awaken to the smell of your food, and even the young boy would be tempted as he edged on over. Pylia offered the family some food and tea as they ate. The father was named Andras, the young woman was Elena, and the young boy was Andrew. The woman who was with them was the wife and mother of the family, and her name was Leena. The man recalled how they were just passing through when suddenly a bolt hit one of his oxen, causing him to panic and topple the wagon over when they hit a gap in the road. It was chaos from there. He knew the roads were dangerous, but he thought the brigands wouldn't bother getting out during the rain. He was wrong. Andras looked solemnly into his soup as he continued on, explaining that he tried to negotiate peace, but the brigands just attacked him. His wife came to his defense, taking two attacks before he tried to save her and that's when everything went black.
Elena confirmed the story. She and her brother were knocked off the cart when the brigands attacked, and she tried to ran away with him. However when they attacked her parents she made a noise and they spotted her. She distracted them by running away so that Andrew could go hide, which was when she ran towards the hill and spotted the cart coming. The entire time Andrew at his food quickly and quietly.
"I... I wish we could repay you somehow. But that wagon had all our produce, and without our oxen we won't be able to even bring it to Gransys to trade." The man sighed. "I always knew the roads would be dangerous. I have some money saved away so we're not penniless but... My dear Leena... Nothing I have is worth your life..."
Elena confirmed the story. She and her brother were knocked off the cart when the brigands attacked, and she tried to ran away with him. However when they attacked her parents she made a noise and they spotted her. She distracted them by running away so that Andrew could go hide, which was when she ran towards the hill and spotted the cart coming. The entire time Andrew at his food quickly and quietly.
"I... I wish we could repay you somehow. But that wagon had all our produce, and without our oxen we won't be able to even bring it to Gransys to trade." The man sighed. "I always knew the roads would be dangerous. I have some money saved away so we're not penniless but... My dear Leena... Nothing I have is worth your life..."
Grilled cheese and tomato soup. Easy enough in the modern age, but here you were certain you didn’t have everything you may need. The sandwich would be easy enough, you had bread and cheese, though with no butter or mayo you’ll have to make due with some grease you could skim from your dried meats. But as you looked though your rations you could spot something that wasn’t there before: chicken bones from this mornings breakfast. Shortfang was suppose to have disposed of it, but it seemed that he kept some wing tips and other bones. Either he knew their uses as soup stock, or maybe he was going to make bolts out of them. Either way with these left overs you had an idea of how to make some passable tomato soup.
Gathering some water from a rain barrel you were able to simmer the chicken left overs into a pot, which would create a chicken broth. You sliced up a few whole tomatoes and an onion, which would later be put into the soup. Again without any butter this wouldn’t make a very creamy soup, but you still had enough cheese that it could have some creaminess. After about forty minutes the broth was done, so after removing the remains and adding a dash of salt you would put in the tomatoes, onions, and cheese, and it just needed to simmer some more before it would be ready.
In the meantime you needed to make grilled cheese. Oiling up the pan with lard you sliced up some bread and could easily grill them to a crisp golden color with warm melted cheese in the middle. By the time you made enough sandwiches for six, the soup was ready as well. Pylia came over with a cup and a wooden ladle to scoop some hot tea. She sniffed the air and smiled a little. “That smells great Sylvia, is it ready?”
Gathering some water from a rain barrel you were able to simmer the chicken left overs into a pot, which would create a chicken broth. You sliced up a few whole tomatoes and an onion, which would later be put into the soup. Again without any butter this wouldn’t make a very creamy soup, but you still had enough cheese that it could have some creaminess. After about forty minutes the broth was done, so after removing the remains and adding a dash of salt you would put in the tomatoes, onions, and cheese, and it just needed to simmer some more before it would be ready.
In the meantime you needed to make grilled cheese. Oiling up the pan with lard you sliced up some bread and could easily grill them to a crisp golden color with warm melted cheese in the middle. By the time you made enough sandwiches for six, the soup was ready as well. Pylia came over with a cup and a wooden ladle to scoop some hot tea. She sniffed the air and smiled a little. “That smells great Sylvia, is it ready?”
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Ferric patted you in the back, as he was too short to put a reassuring hand on your shoulder. “I know what you might be thinking. What if we were faster, what if we had left earlier, lotta hypotheticals that could have prevented this. It’s okay that you feel sad, but remember that you saved that man and his children. You didn’t lose anyone Sylvia, you saved lives.” With those words Ferric left to go tend to his mules.
The other two begin to stir, with the little boy sitting nearby very unresponsive. Shortfang tried to talk to him but the kid just wouldn’t say anything. Pylia motioned for you to come over as the young girl started to wake up. “Sylvia, could you make some food and tea for six people?” Pylia handed you a small cloth sack filled with a bitter yellow-green powder. “Boil some water and mix this herb mixture into it. It’ll help strength out bodies against the cold. And now that it’s not raining... Why aren’t you wet?”
The other two begin to stir, with the little boy sitting nearby very unresponsive. Shortfang tried to talk to him but the kid just wouldn’t say anything. Pylia motioned for you to come over as the young girl started to wake up. “Sylvia, could you make some food and tea for six people?” Pylia handed you a small cloth sack filled with a bitter yellow-green powder. “Boil some water and mix this herb mixture into it. It’ll help strength out bodies against the cold. And now that it’s not raining... Why aren’t you wet?”
Shortly after the woman's body was burn away, Pylia collected the ashes in a clay jar that Ferric loaned to her, putting it in the wagon. With everything done the group moved onward through the rain. A few hours would pass in silence before the rain finally let up, and once it did the second camp was in sight. Compared to the first encampment, this one barely had anything except a few large tents and guardsmen manning a defensive position at a bridge. There were very few people here sans a couple of travelers, not even merchants. The girl and who is presumably her father still wasn't awake, but Pylia made sure to check on them and keep them as warm as possible. The boy fell asleep next to his family.
It took a total of eight hours, two more over the original six. Thanks to leaving early however, there was still plenty of daylight. That being said, Ferric recommended staying at camp for a short while to rest up, tend to their wounds, and check on the family members. There was a camp area that they were allowed to utilize for a short while, which allowed Pylia to set up a campfire and lay the two travelers nearby to rest and recover. As she was doing that, Ferric came over to you and handed you a hefty sack filled with assorted coins. "Me and Shortfang managed to find roughly 160 sovereigns worth of coins. Figured since you all did all the fighting, it's only right that you keep the coin. Not to mention those brigands had an assortment of items that might interest you, again you're free to pick whatever you want from them. I'll gladly buy whatever you don't want off your hands. And... You did your best, Sylvia. These roads are dangerous but you made them safer today."
It took a total of eight hours, two more over the original six. Thanks to leaving early however, there was still plenty of daylight. That being said, Ferric recommended staying at camp for a short while to rest up, tend to their wounds, and check on the family members. There was a camp area that they were allowed to utilize for a short while, which allowed Pylia to set up a campfire and lay the two travelers nearby to rest and recover. As she was doing that, Ferric came over to you and handed you a hefty sack filled with assorted coins. "Me and Shortfang managed to find roughly 160 sovereigns worth of coins. Figured since you all did all the fighting, it's only right that you keep the coin. Not to mention those brigands had an assortment of items that might interest you, again you're free to pick whatever you want from them. I'll gladly buy whatever you don't want off your hands. And... You did your best, Sylvia. These roads are dangerous but you made them safer today."
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