Rune_Alchemist

Another Life in a Fantasy World (Invite Only)

The smartest and cutest doll - Lena
@FujiwaraPhoenix@VitaVitaAR@Crimson Paladin

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"Science, my cute elf!" Lena replied with a little giggle as she'd watch Sephily step back. "Orichalcum, Steel, Oak...Crystalized Mana? And various other unimportant trace elements. Thats what your staff is made out of." The doll placed a hand on her hip, the other held up with her pointer extended as she spoke in a fairly matter of fact manner. "If I had to guess, its made mainly of wood with a steel and orichalcum coating of some kind, and that big crystal is just...mana? That's going to take some time getting used too." Lena's expression slowly turned from serious to a bright grin. "And your ears are made of a hundred percent elvish cuteness." She'd state, perhaps far too casually and not allowing Sephily any time to say anything as she continued. "Your clothing seems to be made of Woad, Silk, Flax, gold, and leather. I am unsure of the specifics though. I worked with buildings and machines, not cloth. Now, then,"

Lena turned on her heels and walked over to the kitchen.

"Javaaaaalllll!" She'd call out as she'd approach from behind, hoping to get his attention so he could turn towards her. If he didn't well, it didn't matter too much. "Quiet, I must test something!" Javal, would thus feel the dolls hands end up on either side of his face, lightly pressing and squishing his cheeks together. "Hmhm...your not bad looking, now that I'm this close aren't you?" After a few seconds she'd lower her hands and start touching Javal's armor in various places. If the effect was this repeatable then maybe this was some ability that she gained when coming to this world? That would certainly be useful. Even if she didn't know the exact material ratios, even knowing what things were made out of could easily allow her to replicate them with some experimentation and trial and error.

Another Life in a Fantasy World (Invite Only)

The smartest and cutest doll - Lena
@FujiwaraPhoenix@VitaVitaAR@Crimson Paladin

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Whatever her companions were saying, Lena did not hear. For the moment she touched the armor, a switch was flipped in her head. Steel. Specifically a composition currently Carbon, Iron, Iron oxide thanks to the rust, and a bunch of other elements. She already knew that's really what it would be made of, or at least could be assumed. Rather, she knew thats what steel in general was. Take out the rust and it was just an alloy of iron, carbon, and other miscellaneous elements.

The problem wasn't what it was made out of or that she could have already assumed. The interesting thing was that somehow, she knew with a hundred percent certainty that it was and she could pinpoint the trace elements left in it.

The same was for the dagger too. A little touch and she already knew what it was made out of.

She'd pocket the silver locket, and tie the dagger to her side using a spare ribbon from one of her dress' many frills. Shed inspect the locket later, for now, there was science to be done! Javal was in another area, which meant the only one she could test this one was the cute elf at the moment.

"Just a silver locket! Nothing amazing. Though," Lena called back out towards Javal as she'd approach Sephily. "Cute little Elf, I need to test something. Stay still, da?" Her hands, thus, went first to Sephily's staff. A logical first choice. Would she immediately know what it was made out of? Perhaps some wood or fantastical element? Wordlessly and regardless of results, her hands would then move to the dress Sephiliy was wearing, specifically placing a hand on her stomach for a few seconds. The cloth looked high quality and well made, and after a few seconds of inspecting the dress, Lena's hands would deftly move...right to Sephily's ears. She'd give them a little rub and a gentle pull.

It was a very important scientific question, definitely.

A New Day; Cozy Fantasy Village Life

posty finally

A New Day; Cozy Fantasy Village Life

*Yingmei Okudaira*

@Xaltwind@CitrusArms

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"Uhm, hmhm." Yingmei went over Niara's suggestion in her head. It would be a good idea to get a little something going, but at the same time did they have the actual time to? Well, it wasn't like they were expected back anytime extremely soon. Besides, it would be refreshing to actually put her skills to work after such a long time. "Hmm, you know what! Okay!" Yingmei would sit the chicken creature down near her feet as she'd pull her hoe from where it was strapped to her bag.

"It'll have to be small, probably a place without much growth or weeds. It'd be too much work to remove those entirely for now, but it should be fine if we plant them and do the weeding later. Since we don't have a Mill...some of the tea leaves and rice will work." It wouldn't be the ideal scenarios for either plant, really, but it'd be better then nothing. It wouldn't take her long to find a suitable spot. A small patch of area that wasn't quite as overgrown, and nothing that her Hoe couldn't handle or she couldn't pull up right with her hands if she had too.

So, with a surprising amount of fervor Yingmei would get started, using the Hoe to make small furrows and to remove any remaining weeds in the area.

"Hmhmhm~" She was now humming quietly to herself as she worked, though it wouldn't be any tune or song Niara would be familiar with. After making the furrows and spacing them far enough away, Yingmei would start dropping the rice and tea seeds into the grooves, followed by properly piling the soil around them and what would be the future base of the plants. After a little while the farmer would have created a small little plot that would hopefully be suitable. "Eheh, okay, I think that's good. Uhm...though it will take awhile for them to grow? Erm, maybe I could do a prayer or ritual for a good harvest, ahah...erm, maybe we should maybe head back soon and let everyone know what we found." Almost as an afterthought, Yingmei would turn her head to the chicken. Where had it gone? "And Miss Clucky! Don't dig up and eat the seeds."

Another Life in a Fantasy World (Invite Only)

The cutest Doll - Lena

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It was a little disappointing that the upper floor didn't seem to have much in the way of anything useful. Beds, some broken furnishings. Maybe a few scattered miscellaneous objects here and there, but as far as anything useful there was none. Likely already picked clean or taken during whatever mess caused this place to become abandoned or shortly afterwards, perhaps. So she made her way downstairs instead. Hopefully they would be -

"O-oh. Thats...a body...oh."

Honestly, though, what was she expecting? A completely clean building devoid of remains in what seemed to be the aftermath of a warzone?

"Curse my cushy first world problems, nngh." Logically, she knew she shouldn't be put off or upset by such a thing in her situation, but it easier said then done. On the other hand, though...maybe they had something useful on them? Aside from the dagger, that is. Lena would approach the deceased body with some manner of caution and start to inspect the dagger and the armor it was wearing, reaching out and touching the armor with a firm, but gentle touch before starting to rifle through any pockets the armored individual might have.

The Elder Scrolls: Before the Great War

Meen-La
Location: Orange Road.

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If one were listening between the shouting and debating, they would here a Saxhleel curse be muttered from the direction of a certain lizard.

"This one...has many, many questions. Why do you have one? Where did you get it? And why in the name of the great Hist are you carrying it around like its a trinket?!" Meen-La would interject with a surprisingly hostile growl. "If we had been searched by guards or inspected at any point during our trip, how would you have explained it? A black soul gem? You incompetent, short sighted hatchling!" Meen-la Folded her arms across her chest, doing her best to resist just choosing violence as a solution to this problem as she inhaled deeply. If this had been someone in her old gang casually carrying around something like that...well. She'd force feed it to them after breaking their arms.

She cast a glance towards Auron, though it was hard for him and the others to tell what she was really thinking behind that scaly face of hers hidden behind her headdress. She had no qualms with necromancy itself, and her concern was mostly about public perception. It may not be illegal, but it would give the guards and their enemies both reason to detain or accuse them of something. The public tended to not approve or like necromancy, after all.

"Tsk, such concerns aside..." She shook her head, the feathers swishing as she did so. "It might come as a surprise to all here, but I am wholly against this as well. I may be no mage and do not have an intrinsic understanding of such matters but I have standards. Few, but I do. This is not something we should toy with and I agree with Auron here. To say nothing of the fact doing something will only breed mistrust between us when we should be working together, might I add."

A New Day; Cozy Fantasy Village Life

I will try to post in the next few days. If needed, feel free to skip and assume Yingmei does go back to the village, otherwise tuesday evening at the latest.

The Elder Scrolls VI: Sentinel

Colcette

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Why did she expect anything but thinly veiled insults, a haughty attitude, and rudeness from an elf? She had broached the subject because they all needed to be aware of what everyone else was saying their background was. If they all just started saying random things without any cohesion at all, then their story would fall apart. At least Lady Lisette and Sir Verius seemed to have a more level head about things. But she held her tongue, aside from an audible tsk of annoyance at the elves responses. She did however tell Brulhaus that he could inspect her weapons and armor later, but for now she really wanted to get a move on making some coin.

At least getting into the city proper was easy enough.

"That...is why we're here, yes." Colcette responded to the Redguard. "We have good sword arms and a desire to solve problems. If you require a show of skill of some sort I am more than happy to provide and I'm sure my friends here would be so as well."

Another Life in a Fantasy World (Invite Only)

The cutest Doll - Lena

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"Woke up on the bed." Lena cast another glance out the window but quickly turned her attention towards the man in black armor next to them. "Just got my first engineering job after Uni and was going to celebrate with some friends..." The dolls mouth turned down, just slightly at the edges as much as the joints would allow before she'd shake her head and offer the other two a smile. "The names Lena, armored friend. If I had to hazard a guess, I think we three are in the same situation?"

She had never really been into video games or fantasy stories. She never really had time for the things between university and her other pursuits. Well, that wasn't exactly true. The times she did get into fantasy or science fiction things she always tried to come up with ways to build the things in the setting, heh.

Ah she missed her Lego bricks already.

"Lets see...its probably not the best idea to move around for now outside. I don't know about the milyy elf or you, mister, but I don't have much to defend myself with so I'm going to take a look around and see if I can't find anything useful. If nothing else, I can probably jury rig some weapon or something..."

Another Life in a Fantasy World (Invite Only)

The cutest Doll - Lena

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Honestly.

Honestly really.

If she had to have picked a way to go it wouldn't have been...this. Staring death down as time slowed to a crawl. She was vaguely aware of one of her friends shouting something to her, but she couldn't really make it out. She had so much she wanted to do still! Aside from work, she was planning on traveling! Seeing the world! Changing it! Tall orders really, and maybe it was her own self delusions of grandeur but she was certain she was going to! But really though, how could she be upset or mad? Life always through curveballs at people, it was nothing new.

She just didn't expect one that she couldn't defeat to come so early.

At least she'd leave behind a pretty corpse as one may say.

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Slowly, feeling would return. As dulled and slightly distant as it all was. What was she doing? She had gotten that job, right? She had went to go celebrate with some friends afterwards. She vaguely recalled leaving the place, but she couldn't remember anything that happened afterwards.

"Chepukha...I haven't gotten black out drunk since I found my fathers vodka stash..." She rolled over on whatever she was laying on, not wanting to open her eyes just yet. Weirdly enough she didn't seem to have anything resembling a hangover for having drank that much. Also, what was with this super uncomfortable mattress? Had she ended up drunk, passed out on the streets and ended up in a jail or something? Probably not, but she couldn't think of where another mattress if this clearly terrible quality would be.

"Stas...? Klara...!"

No response, just the sound of someone shouting in the distance. Reminded her of a...screeching car tire...?

"I LIIIIIVE!" It was just loud enough to at least get her own eyes open and to sit straight up in bed...and for hazy memories to at least, become clear enough to recall what happened. "Ahahah, I knew I was too cute to die! Stas! Klara-where...haaah...?" Her hand waved in front of her.

It was...definitely her hand, right? At least, it moved when she told her hand to move, and its delicate, well crafted fingers flexed when she told her fingers to flex. She took one of her 'fingers' and lightly traced her hand along the side and then along the knuckles of her other pointer finger. It was like touching some extremely fine grain, high quality crafted wood with...some sort of odd finish on it that made it smooth, though a bit hard to the touch.

"...hm. Well that's odd." Lena slowly looked around the room, and the bed and mattress she seemed to now be sitting on and slid her legs off the side of the bed, once again noticing the fact that her body seemed to no longer be strictly organic in nature. Doubly so, she seemed to be dressed in some sort of frilly, cute outfit. Well, at least whoever dressed her up had excellent taste. There wasn't much else to go on, though, except that voice she heard a little bit earlier.

Oh.

Right, that. Was someone else here? She could disrobe and intimately inspect her apparently new body later. There may be someone that could help her. Lena briefly looked out the window and frowned, but paid it no mind. Rough neighborhood and wherever she was, it wasn't Russia.

"Helllooooo! Priveeeeet!" Lena shouted, heading towards where she had assumed the sound had come from. "Don't worry! I am friend! Especially if you're cute...eh?" As she passed by an open door to the room, she slowed, tilting her head to the side slightly. "...elf?"

Oh, those were some cute ears...