BunniesOfDoom

Stay Awhile and Listen.

So, you marked this as full. Is it not open to everyone? Or do you have specific people already planned for it?

A New Day; Cozy Fantasy Village Life

The first rule of any plans you may make, is to accept that it will never work out how you planned. That is why you have multiple backup plans. You try and cover for anything that could happen. However, what Adrila did not account for, was the dwarven man not having a lick of self preservation. He didn't even give her a moment to fill him in on the plans and ideas before he shuffled off. When she noticed that he wasn't there anymore, her head snapped in the direction of the voices to see the man heading in that direction. Adrila threw her arms out in front of her, the shock of it all keeping her voice locked in her throat. A few panicked and flailing squeaks left her lips as she pulled her hands back to clasp the sides of her head. No, no, no. How? How did he just ruin every little idea she had? Just that easily. Everything was falling to pieces around her.

She looked around herself as if there would be some sign telling her what to do. She whirled on her heels, frantically trying to grasp any loose ends of her plans as her mind spun off into lala land in a matter of moments. She could image the man stepping out into the area, an arrow embedding itself into his chest the moment he appeared. They didn't know who was over there!

She paced a moment, watching him disappear around the corner. What does she do? What does she do? Then came the dwarf's voice, added to the chorus of others that seemed to hush for a moment as he made his appearance. She pulled on her hair as she let out a loud groan that reverberated off the walls of the building around her before she dropped her head and rushed around the corner to catch up with the dwarf. It was stupid, so incredibly stupid. If he found himself in trouble, than she was just barreling directly into that trouble as well but she couldn't rightfully leave him to his fate! She needed to get in there and help him if she could.

Her long legs took her around the corner quickly and she had to stop suddenly as she came face to back with Brom. She stood there, frozen for a moment as he mind tried to take in what she could see. It was a bunch of kids or young adults, probably no older than Brom, gathered together around a well. There were a few older people but the majority of the group were, well kids. She looked from one face to the other. There were other elves and a few humans. They seemed to be trying to gather themselves together to fix the well. The thoughts of the previously destroyed plans were thrust from her mind when she realized that she could be quite useful in this endeavor. She stepped forward, passing Brom and stepping up into the well. She slowly circled it a moment and started to make mental notes of the things they would need to fix it up to pristine working condition. She was just about to pick up the bucket and examine it when the older couple began to speak loudly. Adrila peered over at them and watched as the man began to heave heavy barrels and crates from out of their cart. They seemed to be well stocked, which was a wonderful sign. If the group were going to be living and work together, at least someone had some supplies. There could be trading or exchanges made.

She pulled her satchel off from her side and began to dig through it before pulling out a roll of paper, grabbing out a charcoal pencil and beginning to make a list of the material they would need if they were going to set up camp here. Before she could finish her list, one of the human girls spoke up while pointing at her chest with her thumb. Adrila watched the girl whirl on her heels and sprint off into the distance. She raised a finger and was about to call out after her before she just shook her head and turned back to the list. She wondered if the girl knew what she needed or if she was just going off to search through the houses with hope to find anything at all. And judging by how aggressively she punted her poor compass, Adrial hoped the girl wouldn't wander off too far or else she may find herself getting lost. They truly didn't need to be making a rescue party for the girl. She could only hope she would be fine.

A human boy spoke up next and Adrila peered up from her parchment to listen as he explained that he was going out to get firewood from the forest. She couldn't help but shiver at the thought of that forest before she glanced down at the list in her hands. She read down her items, moving into the shelter category and checking off firewood. The other categories in her list were food and water. Each item had smaller items listed under them; firewood, blankets, and beds being just a few under shelter while she marked the well under water. She wasn't sure what they could do for food until the older gentleman with the small child began to pull items out of the cart as well. She spotted bread and put a check next to the food category, at least for the time being. She wasn't sure how much food the older man had or if he was willing to share it all with the people gathered about. So she was sure to put a question mark just after the check. She would look into that more in a moment.

“I would suggest you take a compass with you if you intend to go into the woods. It can be quite confusing at times and if the mischievous spirits that took my map decide to force you to lose your way, the compass will point you back in the right direction.” She reached into her pocket and pulled out her compass. She presented it to the boy before going back to her list. “If we are to all use the campfire, then I would recommend large thick branches that will burn for longer.” She wrote another item on her list as she spoke, her mind easily running in multiple directions. “Also, find something dry. If you pull from a tree, it'll be too wet to burn.” And with that, she left the boy to his own devices before stepping up to the purple haired elf next to the well.

“I can't imagine we will find perfectly shaped lumber. Do we happen to know of anyone who can split wood properly to help craft the well?”

Umbra Rose Condos

For that sweet sweet post from our residential insect man

A New Day; Cozy Fantasy Village Life

Stop! You fool!

Umbra Rose Condos

If only, if only lol. The hook list season stresses my tf out lol. My family can be a bit on the toxic side

Umbra Rose Condos

It is the holiday season. Some people find themselves really, really busy at this time of year.

A New Day; Cozy Fantasy Village Life

Sounds good captain!

A New Day; Cozy Fantasy Village Life

@Remram
Adrila gathered herself up, cleaning off her face as best she could and flashing the dwarven man a soft smile. “You are right. No point in lingering in a past that cannot be changed, right?” Oh but how she wished it could be changed. She wanted to just walk right back into that forest and go right back where she belonged but she knew that if she went back into that accursed wood, she would do nothing but get lost again and find herself wandering for who knows how long! When he presented his hand to her to shake, she took it and gave her own firm handshake back. “I'm Adrila. It's a pleasure to meet you.” She then turned to face the dwarven woman, giving a slight bow at her hips before strengthening to her full height. “Thank you for your assistance,” despite how little assistance it was. The woman was the first face she had seen in quite a bit of time, at least.

She peered back at the forest one last time, as if giving it a final salute before she turned to face further into the hamlet. So she might as well make do with what she has here. If this was a place of random people coming together for some reason or another, then they would need some kind of organization at the least. That, she could surely do.

So with a deep inhale and her new found friend by her side, she stepped deeper into the townlet. Man this place really was run down. There wasn't anything left behind that wasn't something durable like stone or metal. Everything else had been eaten by the elements or swallowed up by the earth. As they made it further into the village, she peered into a few of the more stable looking homes, one of them even still having a partial roof and the items inside still being somewhat intact. She would have to come back to this building later. Perhaps there would be books, maybe even some paper and ink. It wasn't likely but one could hope!

It didn't take too long for them to hear the voices of others conversing further into the hamlet and Adrila peered back at Brom as she held a hand out to stop him. The voices were jumbled. They were obviously echoing off the walls of the buildings and being thrown every which way but she could make out at that there were a least a few people speaking. “There are people ahead.” She whispered to the dwarf, just in case he couldn't hear the voices for whatever reason. Her brain began to work and like a train picking up speed, it began to really get going. As she thought, her hand twirled by her side as her eyes flickered from Brom to the buildings ahead. It didn't sound like the voices were too far off and lay just out of sight.

Those voices could belong to a number of people. The first, and possible most likely, being wanderers such as herself and Brom. They could have been brought here by some mysterious force as well and had just discovered each other. Another possibility, they were bandits or raiders of some type that had made this old, rundown village their base and were now gathered around some type of fire or gathering point. She took a moment to sniff the air, looking for any signs of a campfire but didn't smell smoke or the scent of burnt wood. So a fire was most likely out though it was in the middle of the day and in spring. There wouldn't really be a need for any kind of campfire at this time of day. So that doesn't instantly strike out bandits, just the gathering point being a campfire.

The voices could also be possible residents of this small town. Perhaps they just let the buildings that they weren't living in go to shit while they upkept their own homes that were located more inward. If that was the case, then they would be few and they would very likely be protective of their things and possibly not want random wanderers roaming around freely in their community. She took a look around for any sign at all that people could possibly have still been living in those houses but couldn't seem to bring herself to even accept that it was a possibility. The buildings were so rundown. She couldn't imagine anyone had living in this place for quite a few years, most likely decades. Rooves were caved in on some buildings and some could barely be considered a building at all. No, no one had been living here for a long time.

So they should approach with caution. If they are wanderers, then they can assume that they're safe to interact with. If they're bandits, they can run and hide. If they're residents, well they can approach them and ask for assistance with getting home. So with a small plan in place, she stopped twirling her hand and turned to Brom. “We should probably approach with caution and see who it is. The likely odds of it being anything but other wanderers is exceedingly low but not zero. Best to be cautious.”

Imaginarium: Careful what you think of

Working on that post now. Just to clarify are lucid dreams and dream hopping the same thing, or is a lucid dreaming state simply a prerequisite to dream hopping?

@TheMushroomLord

That's just the prerequisite. Some lucid dreams start hopping while others aren't. Figuring out how to hop regularly is the fun of it.

A New Day; Cozy Fantasy Village Life

The woman didn't seem to be the sharpest tool in the toolkit. When Adrila approached the woman, she simply stared at her. Which made the elf suddenly very self conscious of her appearance. She started to comb her fingers through her hair as she tried to get the leaves and twigs out of it. Even as she asked if the dwarf knew where they were, she kept trying to fix herself up a bit more. Goodness, what a sight she must look at that moment. She kept combing her fingers through her hair and only slowed down when the dwarf first answered her. Her hands slowed to almost a stop as she stared at the moment, mouth falling open slightly at her response. Of course she knew she was in the Farland Frontier! That was her whole little adventure. Go out and see the world, the Frontier being the second item on her list. Then it seemed to click with the girl and she responded again, telling Adrila that she didn't know where they were. A frown creased her face as she sighed deeply. She spent all that time in the forest and now she's in some rundown village with people who seem to have just arrived much like herself. This whole mess was getting odd and it only got even more odd when a large shadow eclipsed them.

She peered up at the sky to see a large airship sailing away, watching as someone seemed to jump out of it and drop down. She would have called out to the airship and possibly tried to chase after it but seeing how high in the sky it was, there was no way she was going to be able to get them to hear her, let alone see her. She most likely was nothing more than a speck inside if the broken villa to those on top of the ship. It was be a futile attempt and so she had no choice but to watch as a possible escape back to reality sailed off into the horizon. She sighed once more before turning her eyes back on the dwarf. She would have given up anything to be on that ship. If all the people in this area were like this dwarf, she was going to have her hands full.

When the masculine voice sounded behind her, she whirled around to see another dwarf walking towards them. Was this place just full of dwarves? Did she somehow find herself wandering onto a dwarven settlement of some type? It was obvious this man wasn't from this area either as he asked if they were from around here. So he was a roaming wanderer as well, eh? Perhaps if she went deeper into the settlement she would eventually find someone who had been here before or perhaps it was just all the same, crumbling ruins that had long ago been left behind for some reason or another. At least the people seemed to be decent. Despite the dwarven woman having an odd choice in headwear, they seemed like your average, everyday folk.

When the man asked if Adrila was alright, she stiffened before grabbing the edge of her cloak and using it to wipe the dirt and grime from her face. “Oh, yes! I am alright. I-” before she could explain more, the dwarven woman answered for her. ”She's lost. Perhaps you can tell her where she is.” The elf narrowed her eyes on the woman before she huffed and turned back to face the man. “Yes, it would seem that I am indeed lost. I was part of a group exploring the Frontier when a few missteps led me away from them. I have spent most of the day roaming the forest. My map was ripped from my hands early on and my compass,” She presented her compass as she spoke, it looked no better for wear than herself, “refused to work properly whist within the wood.” She considered pocketing the compass but was afraid that the broken glass would shred her clothing or her hand when she went in to retrieve it. So while still speaking, she began to pluck the broken glass out of the compass.

“I was simply trying to see parts of the world I had not witnessed before I returned to work. So much for that.” She gazed around for a safe place to put the broken glass without any such luck. She held onto the fragments as she pocketed the compass. “It's as if some power beyond myself wanted me here.” She sighed to herself again. Would she ever get back home? What would your employer think? Perhaps her group was out looking for her right that moment? Or maybe they searched but left when they couldn't find her. How long would it take for someone to assume she as eaten by some kind of forest beast and dead. If she ever did get back to civilization, would she even have a job left? And her work! All her work! Surely her employer would not hire someone else in her stead! They would run everything she worked to perfect! She needed to get home!

@Remram@Xaltwind