Insomnia

Prometheus Academy: Open-world, multiple locations, unique classes and an overarching story.

Avery pushed the headband atop her head and tucked it behind her ears, satisfied that it was back where it belonged. She fiddled with her dishevelled bun and smiled to herself, poking at bits of stray hair here and there.

"Can I ask where you found it?" She inquired, plainly curious as to where she dropped it. The man before her was peculiar, and impossible to read behind the skull-shaped mask. Avery hadn't seen him around before, probably because their classes didn't intersect and it wasn't often that she walked around this part of the Academy.

Prometheus Academy: Open-world, multiple locations, unique classes and an overarching story.

This'll take forever, Avery thought to herself, slumping up each step of the staircase. She was around halfway up when her headband came into view. At least she thought it was hers. It looked like hers. It wasn't on the ground like she had presumed it to be, it was on the helmet of a masked man that crossed her path.

"Um, excuse me," she said quietly, raising a finger to point at the out-of-place accessory on the man's head, "I think that's mine?"

Prometheus Academy: Open-world, multiple locations, unique classes and an overarching story.

Scenario #7

Avery could not find her headband. She had been using it the previous night, but it must have fallen off part way through her aimless wandering. It didn't help that she had no recollection of what path she took. Her next lesson was in an hour or so, but she had to find it before then. Some parts of Avery hoped that someone from one of her classes had picked it up and waited to give it to her, but as of her first two classes of the day no one had done so.

Despite Carolyn's directions Avery took at least another half-hour to get back to her dorm. She couldn't remember any of the instructions, except that she had to do something at some painting of Minerva. Whoever that was.

She considered taking a look outside as she approached the doorway to the gardens, but decided against it. There were far too many people, and she ran the risk of being unintended target practice.

Avery approached a flight of stairs and scanned every step, rubbing her temples in frustration. She turned around and looked back at the hall behind her, watching the students rush in and out of various rooms. At least she wasn't bored, Avery supposed as she fiddles with the cuffs on her jacket. Looking for this stupid headband gave her something to do. If she wasn't looking for it, she'd be sitting in her room, staring at blank walls.

Keeping the thought in her mind, Avery hesitantly started to walk up the stairs, pushing a clump of blonde hairs out of her face. She really needed that headband.

From The Light Darkness Rises: A Medieval Roleplay

I'm real sorry but I thiiiiiiink I might have to pop out of this RP. I've become really preoccupied with other things and I'm finding it a bit difficult to maintain quality posts with the time I have. Is that okay? I don't think it'll affect anything right?

And combat might be a bit hard, seeing as how I've never played D&D before. I don't really wanna see how that goes.

Prometheus Academy: Open-world, multiple locations, unique classes and an overarching story.

If you all wanna skip me go ahead since I just woke up so it might take me a while.

From The Light Darkness Rises: A Medieval Roleplay

"My mistake," Deedlith said, a hand to her chest. "Eagleswing, Silvermoon," she chanted, looking at the family's corresponding members. "And that is the case with many clans, often the further back you look the more connections you find." She laughed at what Elendil implied before turning to listen to what Erandur had to say.

"None taken," she replied, glancing over at Areia. "Her means are... abstract, to say the least, but she means well. She's always done it more for the adventuring aspect, the gold a reward simply for what she enjoys doing. Over the years Areia has found more needs for gold, thus the balance has become slightly weighted to one side, and loot becomes priority over the journey itself."

Deedlith watched as Ryoko shook her head and smiled at the two elves before walking over to Heinrich with her. "Well, what's stopping you?" She asked, curious. The elf herself had already become acquainted with two of her kin, so what prevented the woman next to her? "Looks like we won't be getting much sleep tonight then," Deedlith sighed to Ryoko, noticing the group begin to stir.

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Areia nodded, listening intently to what the samurai had to say. "It's good that you have a cause. So what's this great water dragon like then?" She inquired, rising from the ground with Kyoto. Areia was always looking to broaden her knowledge, especially from someone as passionate as the swordsman beside her.

Prometheus Academy: Open-world, multiple locations, unique classes and an overarching story.

Avery shifted her line of sight from her interlocking fingers to the unwelcoming sight of Carolyn Lilac, the woman which embodied the ideal prefect for any guild. She made an effort to avoid the prefect during the day, knowing full well that Carolyn would dig up some irrelevant reason to punish her. She was too assertive and strict, and simply her presence made Avery nervous.

Carolyn loomed over her, looking as daunting and fearful as ever. Avery tried to avoid her piercing gaze, which appeared as though it stared straight through her like daggers. She hated being bossed around and told what to do, like some commonplace dog that held little to no authority for itself. But knowing Carolyn, that sort of behaviour was unavoidable in their current situation.

"I got lost," Avery replied in a monotone voice, tucking loose threads of hair behind her ears. She had no reason to be so afraid, as she was genuinely lost in the Academy. Yet the small sense of reassurance she granted herself didn't stop her hands from trembling as she tucked them into her pockets. She attempted to show as little emotion as she could, worried that even the slightest flinch would give Carolyn reason to lash out. Avery continued to stare into the cold floor, her toes curling up in her boots.

Prometheus Academy: Open-world, multiple locations, unique classes and an overarching story.

//Scenario #2//

Avery's dorm was seemingly devoid of any interesting activity, which is why she often took to roaming the Academy's halls when sleep had become difficult. Her roommate always seemed preoccupied elsewhere, rarely seen in the dorm they shared. They were distant, despite the hours they were supposed to spend together, not that they ever did. Avery had been unlucky to be partnered with someone who obviously didn't have the time to spend with their own roommate.

She didn't even really know where she was going. She never did. Avery just walked until curfew became imminent. Her footsteps echoed with each time she threw her foot forwards, walking evidently becoming a challenge. Dark rings circled her eyes and her eyelids were heavy where they lay. Avery stopped to stare out a window which presented itself to her, the stars projected into the night sky. It was too dark to see anything else. She saw enough of it during the day anyway.

Avery continued to drag her feet along, her drowsy eyes watching the ground only a few feet ahead. Her vision flickered but her steps refused to falter. Any smart person would have turned around by now, yet Avery continued to persist regardless of the fatigue that threatened to overcome her. Her hand flew to an open doorway as her left foot collided with her right, making her lunge forward for something to steady herself with. She was greeted with an ugly white light that emitted from the room, much brighter than the warmer lights in the hallways. Avery peered in, noticing she had arrived at the infirmary.

The room smelt overwhelmingly of cleaning product, and Avery had to scrunch up her nose to avoid being blasted with the scent. Single beds covered with crisp sheets were placed in orderly rows and not a single bottle or bandage was out of place. The floor was spotless and the walls were just as bland as her own. The hygiene at the Academy in General was better than good, but the infirmary was impeccable.

There was only one patient, a pale girl covered in crimson red lying face-down, a darkened bodywarmer carelessly disposed of to the side. Avery strained to remember who she was, her petite features were vaguely recognisable. Her name was Maple - or something like that. She took a step closer, curious as to how she would be breathing with her face buried in the pillow like it was. Her white hair was tinged red in some places, but she appeared to be sleeping relatively soundly.

Avery returned to the doorway, thrusting her bony hands in the pockets of her jacket. Turning her gaze to the corridor, she realised she had no idea how to get back. She had only ever walked in a straight line, but this time Avery had absentmindedly been turning corners and climbing stairs and whatnot. She didn't like the idea of getting into trouble, but if that was the case than so be it. She had lost her sense of time ages ago, whether it was minutes or hours that passed didn't matter. Avery decided she would rather sit in the infirmary rather than wander the halls any longer. Who knows what restricted doors she might come across and feel inclined to enter. So she did. Avery collapsed at the foot of a bed, cross-legged, and waited.

Prometheus Academy: Open-world, multiple locations, unique classes and an overarching story.

I'm not sure why she'd be there at this point but I'll come up with something.

Does the curfew involve them being at their dorms too or just the Academy?

From The Light Darkness Rises: A Medieval Roleplay

oops

welp we'll just leave it at that then.