@tundrafrog1124 Has anyone made a faction or characters that are Enclave-related yet? Just to ask out of curiosity and feeling a little tempted as well at least.
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Well, I will be posting tomorrow with Lazash who is one of the two inside of the cave right now. Likely going to use her identification skill to try to see what this thing is. Otherwise whether the thought of 'fire bolt go boom' or something else occurs will be up to her thinking on the matter. Because she and Vola are only so far into the cave thus far, and all we've seen is a big bug.
Make that Sunday (tomorrow) because real life happened. @_@
See a few familiar faces here to be sure, and have been playing FNV again recently. Glad to see a living Fallout RP on the site as well to boot, and just wanted to at least come by and compliment that! :D
Oh, because I forgot to post this earlier:
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The water ninja appears to attack Second Chance
MacKensie: this scarf matches your eye
Water ninja: explodes
Lillianna: "...Huh. Well, they did say the fashion industry was 'killer' back home at least."
Okay runts, what kind of preparations do we want to make outside the cave before the fight?
We could all just lie in wait and ambush whatever's coming out, and that's probably what I'll do with Akeno since she doesn't have any expertise in this area, but if anyone has any ideas for traps, tripwires or anything else then she can help with that.
Well, I will be posting tomorrow with Lazash who is one of the two inside of the cave right now. Likely going to use her identification skill to try to see what this thing is. Otherwise whether the thought of 'fire bolt go boom' or something else occurs will be up to her thinking on the matter. Because she and Vola are only so far into the cave thus far, and all we've seen is a big bug.
Lillianna
Fo the most part Lillianna didn't even notice that she had missed anything as she tried to poletely as possible wolf down her food. her stomach and body were telling her rather strongly to put something real in her, and by no means was it not glad for that either. It had, however, absorbed much of her attention at the same time as her morning brain was still trying to tuck away the shame of nearly roasting a maid working at this very establishment. Yet as MacKensie talked to the approaching Fenna, and Zell was still sitting there, the mage would suddenly perk up as a light flush came to her cheeks.
Oh. Oh no.
"What about you, Lily-pad - I'd bet my last silver you were a grade-A student - What was your subject?""What about you, Lily-pad - I'd bet my last silver you were a grade-A student - What was your subject?"
She looked over at Zell with a sort of embarassment as she swallowed a large bite of warm hot food down. Ah. But yes, she had been asked something and didn't even bother responding! She'd been afraid to talk to most anyone their first night out there, and it wasn't as if Zell's antics didn't annoy her at times, but he had fought to save their skins and such back there. That bit left an impression on her for sure, and he had been trying to be friendly to them all at least...
"Apologies....I...am actually rather hungry this morning. But to answer your question, Zell, I never had a 'good' subject' I suppose. I did well at most things, delving into mathematical equations and writing english papers and all of those things I suppose.
Um...hmm...I suppose when I got into my early college years mother did have me on a medically-oriented path. My father also pushed for me to take up business classes as well. None of it was that hard, but it was nothing I wanted myself in the end. But I was still a minor and under their care at the time, as well as felt the pressure to do as they said and so I got what degrees they wanted me to in order tro try to keep them happy...among other reasons.
Early on I had decided on Arcaheology as my area of focus, but it wasn't until after other matters that I finally got to pursue it in full earnest without issues or being forced to shift to something else. That is something, well, that I wanted to do for once. Then while working on that matter I ended up here while working on a beach as a lifeguard."
First had been the Master's Degree in Biomedical Engineering at the age of fifteen, then had come the Master's Degree in Accounting, and then a mess of classes trying to push things her way before it and her family had all fallen apart. Then she'd gotten sent to live with her maternal uncle and managed to get back on track for her Archaeology degree after attempts here and there to smatter in those classes, picking up a few more scholarships, the like. Had managed to get a Bachelor's in that area and had been working on a higher degree above that for her desired field and even looking at a potential internship for the next summer before....yeah. RIP. Dead. Death. She took a beach umbrella to the head and woke up in another world, before getting more trauma and getting stuck with a group of people she still didn't know that well but who had been kind to her thus far at least.
In that vein, she hoped it wasn't too late to tell the man the answer to his question in a basic sense at least. Not without going into years of degrees and all of that mess along with it. Ugh.
After that quick answer, however, Lillianna would turn her attention back to the other two women before Zell left.
"That sounds lovely," she said. "I only did a small round through the city and I'd love to explore it further in good company. I also want to buy some supplies and a fresh set of clothes."
They did both have a point, MacKensie and Fenna. She did need more than just one set of clothes, though for a mage were there any special requirements? Hmmm. Or perhaps she could choose something to wear outside of her mage attire, at least, for the occasional day off. Perhaps that would be good! Ah, but she hadn't been clothes shopping for a hot minute in reality. Not since that last time she'd gone with her uncle's girlfriend and-....ahem. No thinking about that one. Had been the only trip she hadn't much enjoyed due to its result, so her uncle hadn't pushed her to go after talking with his girlfriend about it all. Embarassing, but they had still been kind to her even though she hadn't gone on shopping trips with them after that point in time about two Earth years ago.
And perhaps she could talk to the girls and they could, well, come with her to the Church of Iris at least. Maybe she could break off to check out the Academy later, or the next day, depending on how the passage of time went for them. Maybe. She'd have to see at least, and it wasn't as if this place and world weren't still totally new to her in ways either. Though if familiar food was around, perhaps there was hope yet she could find a few more comforts like unto home around Valheim in due time (Unless the Witch Queen or that stupid ninja decided to have any say in the matter. She wasn't ignorant, even if she wanted to not think on that problem so much for now..).
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The sun moved up and across the sky to take the center of the sky above Valhiem. After the streets quietened post morning rush of everyone going to work, the busy pace of the city, particularly in the commercial districts and up on Citadel Mountain, began to pick up again for the lunchtime hours.
To say this part of Valheim was bustling was an understatement, perhaps, given she'd only seen the evening hours or so (or something) after being brought in unconcious the other day.
Lords and ladies in fancy clothing and wearing or carrying magical trinkets or devices, some of these trinkets or devices simple in nature or more complex. Some of these things even had embedded gemstones in them, or shone with other metallic hues based on what they were made of, and things such as etchings or stylized borders and such were on some of them at that after perhaps having been cutomized to the buyers' desires. Servants moving along behind only the most wealthy on the street as a sign of status were also there more rarely, though the collosal statuary that seemed to defy gravity and the benches and some people walking their pets along on fancy leashes and the smoother streets were certainly just busier versions of what she'd already seen the prior day on the way to the Academy.
Whatever the case was, she had been hanging with Fenna and MacKensie all morning up to this point as they'd gone about some of the open stores and opening merchant stalls on the side of the streets and so forth. Already she had two more outfits for casual garb in a large bag she was carrying on her right shoulder due to its size and weight, all as the left still held her staff. She wasn't leaving it behind, as it felt like a part of her since it had come with her and everything as she'd landed in this new world, but what it could do other than come to her hand and be used for walking was something she still had no idea about.
@Timemaster@Steel Legion
As fun as itd be to meet up with you guys
I must bring religion to the goblin.
Dues vult
Luckily we're orcs. Whew.
In before she forms a giant cult among local goblins? :P
Lillianna
"So it would seem.
Come, sit. Did you sleep well? The pillows were soft, were they not? I was quite satisfied."
Lillianna would lightly nod her head up and down in response to MacKensie's question before sitting down at the table, joining Zell and MacKensie as she leaned her staff against the side of the table. The pillows had been rather comfortable, enough so that she'd perhaps gone a bit overboard and piled several more spare ones on her bed for the sake of added comfort. Certainly after everything else that had happened, though, the mage felt she could have passed out asleep on a piece of cardboard after all of that....not that she would want to do that in all honesty.
"Mornin Lily-pad."
...She wasn't escaping that nickname any time soon, was she? Ah, but it was all in good spirits wasn't it?
"Things were comfortable enough, though....well, it turns out the poor maid got a magical surprise of her own after trying to wake me. Like the hospital all over again..."
Lillianna lightly grimaced as she remembered the event of not that overly long ago once more, her arms resting on the table as she let her head fall into them with a soft 'clunk' coming from the table underneath. Yes, she'd nearly electrocuted someone else. Again. Or nearly set a building on fire at least. Again. Then again, they hadn't been in this world too long and she'd already nearly died (again, poetically enough) and a slew of other things. All after waking up in a large stone coffin that had nearly hit the ground on its side, suddenly in different clothes and with this staff and all of that mess. It was...it would still be a lot to try to process, even as they had to keep moving onward with all of this. That she knew for a certainty.
"Zell and I were just telling eachother our plans for the day. I was going to have a walk around the city, enjoy the sights, maybe take some lunch at a restaurant if I find a good one. And then I have some shopping to do as I simply will not live with only a single change of clothes.
Perhaps you would like to join me. Enjoy some girl-time. What do you say?"
The mage brought her head back up as MacKensie spoke to her again, though at the invitation to do some shopping and spend some girl-time she breifly seemed to freeze for a second. Like she was reminded of something, perhaps, though as to how pleasant that reminder was would be up for debate. Then after a moment of that she seemed to breathe and relax again, a rather small smile appearing on her face as she looked back at the Frenchwoman.
"I would be delighted to join you, MacKensie. Though if we get the chance, there would be a place I'd like to visit before the end of the day as well."
The Church of Iris. The place she'd been directed to by the Elven Guildmaster the other day after she'd tried to ask about that ghost back in the Mazy Hillocks. She didn't want to forget that, even if the Academy was tugging at her intellectual heartstrings and curiosity well enough right now as well. A day of relaxing before visiting the Church, though, that felt like something of a good idea to her outright. Needed something else to do and occupy herself after everything, and it wasn't like she had some shows to watch like she'd have availible back home. That being said, though, she also felt happy to be invited along by someone else...though she had to remind herself it wasn't the same people who'd have invited her back home in this case. Yes, that was definitely a notable difference there for more than one reason.
When approached about something to eat, the mage would simply ask for the same thing MacKensie and Zell got. It seemed to look and smell good enough to her nose, and she'd get it with a glass of fruit juice if she could as well. This would ultimately get her a most delicious-seeming breakfast, steaming as it came out of the back and over to the table, though she was pleased to find the same fruit juice from the prior night in her glass once more. She'd need to ask about it later in the evening, as for now the self-admittedly hungry mage would begin to politely dig into the plate of food in front of her as her body and muscles shouted for some kind of sustenance. Sustenance indeed was the main thing, but she also hoped for the increased energy to help give her better awareness to not almost electrocute someone and set a building on fire moving forward throughout the rest of the day. If possible.
@Zeroth There she is. Carmina Midsworth (her last name is an anagram, because why not?) is reporting for duty.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH FORRRRRRRRRTUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
VEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT LUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNA
XD
I make this music joke based on her name with no regrets. Also I like the song I just referenced, though it has its somewhat tragic origins.
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I think tendons would've been eaten with the rest of the meat but the organs were discarded for everyone except Grunthor I think? Lazash might've eaten some of them too? @Crusader Lord@Kazemitsu ???
Lazash cooked some of the non-meat stuff to eat, yes, but cooked them safely over the fire first. Grunthor ate more than her, I think, but part of it was raw?
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