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THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

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Writing contest - Once upon a time

The first entry has been submitted, and there is still plenty of time to work on yours!

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

Fenna hadn't walked through the park long before she heard someone call her name and saw MacKensie. She waved back as she approached the younger woman. When she asked how she was holding up she thought about what to answer for a moment. "It was tough," she said. "Reading that message yesterday made me feel a lot of things, but I'm doing better now. I feel more focussed on my goal." She paused and showed a smile. "How are you doing?" She put a hand on MacKensie's shoulder after her answer, appreciating the honesty in it. She accepted a couple of the nuts, that reminded her of the cashew nuts back home.

"I don't have anything planned," she answered her friend's question, and followed her, curious about this perfect place to spent the afternoon. When she mentioned the spa, Fenna stopped. How much would that cost? She had factored in some money to spend on nice things, but she had places like the hot herbal beverages shop in mind. MacKensie was adamant, and wouldn't take no for an answer, but Fenna remained reluctant. Until MacKensie mentioned it would be her treat; while she didn't feel entirely comfortable someone would spend a lot of money on her, it took away the main concern she had. "Okay then," she said and she turned to Sil. "Why don't you stay in this park? Maybe you can catch some rodents."

Sil flew up and picked a tree branch to sit on, watching the two rangers leave before she turned her eyes on the ground below to try and spot some small rodents.

The Bazaar was still a busy place, but Fenna noticed a difference since the last time she had walked here. People still went about their daily lives, but the last time this was a place filled with small talk, excited voices, laughs. The people were a lot more serious today and the conversations were mostly whispers about the siege and the war, and the doubts these people had.

They found the spa and went down beautiful lit steps and into the large reception area. The stone and wood had warm colour, and the potted plants in marble vases were a nice touch. As MacKensie asked about the services and prizes, Fenna tried to bring up they didn't really need this or that, but MacKensie ignored her and filled up the afternoon with the best of the best the place had to offer. Fenna knew better than to ask if MacKensie was certain she wanted to spent that kind of money, there was no stopping her. And, truth to be told, Fenna started to look forward to it.

The massage with a scented oil made her relax muscled she hadn't even realized had tensed up. The face mask made her face feel cleaner than it had done in ages and the music that played in the background added to the relaxation. There were snacks and drinks between all booked treatments, until they started the last one: 1 hour of soaking in the hotspring.

Fenna closed her eyes as she leaned back, this was heavenly. She lazily opened an eye when MacKensie spoke. "Thank you for taking me."
She didn't regret ordering her new boots, they were practical and would be useful, but being here reminded her that sometimes it was okay to take a breather and just enjoy herself. She didn't even want to think about what she would do when the hour was up, she was here now and that was all that mattered.

This was a place for small talk and happy memories, and that's what Fenna shared with MacKensie. And of course, love. She talked about when she met her husband and the first time they had gone to a sauna. And that led her to a question. "I noticed how some of the members of our party act around you. You don't have to answer this, of course, but I was wondering how you feel about the members of the party and if you perhaps like a little more?"

She'd listen to anything MacKensie wanted to share on the subject, and didn't press for any information she was uncomfortable sharing. This was a place for lighthearted conversation after all, but also for some girl-time, without any of the guys listening.

Nobody Will Believe It [SporkoBug and Calle]

"I don't know, but I don't think she has one," Benjamin said. "She is a patient who is allowed to help if I understood correctly, so I doubt they would have given her a key." He crossed his arms as he thought about it. "Shall we go for a walk? Maybe we can see someone who is careless with their key."
He had seen staff before, but he hadn't paid much attention to where they kept their card keys.
"We can also prepare the best escape route while we're at it," he continued.

Paranormal Activities [SporkoBug and Calle]

Shadow magic? Mike followed Harriet and looked around, but there was no sigh of his friend. When she stopped, Mike almost bumped into her. He wasn't sure what kind of shadow magic existed or who could use it. Again he realised he knew very little of all of this.
He took his phone when Harriet asked and called again. Nothing.
"It goes to voicemail after ringing a few times. His phone is on, but he doesn't pick up." He lowered the device. "Can you detect what kind of shadow magic happened?"

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

After Fenna got the directions from the female adventurer, she found herself in a part of the town she hadn’t been in before. On her way, she heard bickering and she looked for the source. Two individuals – based on their outfits and weapons most likely adventurers – had gotten into a heated discussion. One pushed the other, and the other drew her sword.

Fenna approached them, holding her hands up. “Calm down, calm down. Let’s try not to spill any blood. We’ll soon need everyone who can fight to defend this city.”

“Yeah, but she called me –”

“I understand everyone is a little tense now,” Fenna said as she positioned herself between the two. “Let’s not start with who did what, it takes two to fight, and our enemy would love nothing more than us spilling our own blood. Take a deep breath, go your separate ways, and save your strength for the battle ahead.”

The two adventurers glared at each other but did as Fenna said and turned around, each going in the opposite direction. Fenna sighed and turned to Sil. “This will be a long waiting period before the fight, but I understand people are a little on edge now, right?”

Sil tilted her head and made a soft noise Fenna took as agreement.

Fenna continued the walk until she noticed the sign above a door she was looking for: it showed a needle on top a brown circle, like all leatherworkers, but it had the symbols of the six elements around it. She entered the building that at first glance was simple in design, but she didn’t have a chance to look around as a male voice greeted her immediately.

“Hello! Welcome to my shop.”

Fenna turned to the man behind the counter. A man wearing a green apron smiled at her. She could see an open door behind him, which had to lead to his workshop. “Hello,” she greeted him. “I heard you make good boots.”

“Straight to the point? I like that.” Nimuer Farlorn came from behind the counter. On the counter were some wrist bracers and gloves on display. He gestured to the wall which had five pairs of boots on a shelf above several aprons, belts and pouches that hung on hooks. Shelves on another wall displayed leather bags and waterskins of various sizes. Some of the leather items were plain, and others had decoration on them or were lined with fur. “I have some examples here, but if you want one your size they will be custom-made. No pre-made boot will ever fit as well as one that was made for you.” That sounded like it would take a lot of time, and Fenna's face probably showed that concern as the man continued: “Don’t worry, I know adventurers are always in a hurry. I have pre-made soles and cut leather for most types of feet, it can be done in a day. Are you part of an adventuring group?”

Fenna nodded. “Second Chance.”

“Oh! I heard about you. You’ve been doing some big things for a new party. And you want to buy some boots?” And after Fenna confirmed he asked his follow-up question: “Plain or enchanted?”

“It will depend on the price,” Fenna said. “how much are enchanted boots?”

“That will depend on how many stones I need to use.” He smiled amiably at her confused expression. “I enchant the leather items with elemental stones, I’m one of the few licensed craftsmen in this town who can. Just like my master before me, before he retired and I took over this place. But those stones are expensive, and so is the gold powder I need to work with the stones.”

Fenna nodded again, that made sense. “How can I get elemental stones?”

“You won’t get your hands on them very easily. They are mined from the Magical Caves and only sold to people who have proven they can work with them, to avoid them being wasted. I recently stocked up, there was a merchant here just before the siege.”

Although Fenna didn’t know what Magical Caves were, she decided it wasn’t something she needed to know right now. “What are my options?” she asked, straight to the point.

Nimuer started listing the options: he could offer her boots of water walking, boots of fire walking, boots of the heavy feett and boots of the light feet, and explained what she could do with them. “The boots aren’t fool-proof of course,” he added. “Take the boots for water walking, they work, but if you lose your balance and fall back in the deep water, and you have heavy armour on, the boots will float but good luck getting back up. And the boots of fire walking…” he laughed, “oh, there once was a young man who bought them. Days later he returns, his pants burnt, blisters the size of an egg on his legs. He complained about the boots, but then I asked if his feet had been burned, which they hadn’t of course. He thought the boots would protect him from knee-high flames! I told him that what is covered by the leather will not burn, not the body parts that aren’t covered by the leather, and if he wants to walk through flames higher than the ankle, he’d better invest in some leather pants with the same enchantment. He begrudgingly did.”

Fenna laughed softly. “Noted.”

“So, what boots are you interested in?”

After a moment of contemplation, she decided fire or water walking wasn’t what she wanted, there were downsides and any body of water she couldn’t jump over could still be crossed by swimming or using a raft, and James had a waterbreathing blessing. “I'm not sure yet,” she told the leatherworker. "Both the light and heavy feet boots sound useful to me."

“If you have the funds, I can add both,” he offered. They talked about the price for a moment. It would be costly, Fenna realised she’d have to spend almost all her money if she wanted that. She made a quick calculation as to what her expected costs were for the duration of her stay in this city and possibly what she needed afterwards. She decided that, if needed, she could always do some jobs and maybe Sil could hunt some food outside the walls for her. Sil made a sound, maybe she was bored, or did she react to the thought of hunting? It was a thought that didn’t linger as Fenna thought about the practicality of the boots and her need for money. It wasn’t as if she was planning on staying here, she wanted to find a way home eventually. Why would she hold on to all this money?

“Please make me the boots,” she said in the end, after haggling a bit to make sure she would have enough left to eat and sleep in the Mended Drum, and perhaps treat herself to some relaxation, and shook Nimuer’s hand. The leatherworker proceeded to take her measurements and told her the boots would be ready in the morning.

Once outside, Fenna wasn’t sure what to do with her time. She decided to head towards the Golden Tree Park.

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Writing contest - Once upon a time

Cool name pending. This contest is a new idea so let's see how it goes.

For this contest you will receive your starting sentence and you have to write a story or a poem based on that. There is a short version and a long version and you can enter a submission for both. You will also receive the beginning letters for your sentences/lines for the short version or your paragraphs/stanzas for the long version. There will be no limits to wordcount, but your sentences/paragraphs/lines/stanzas may not be less or more than the letters you received plus the starting sentence. For this round, this means you have the starting sentence and you will have to write 13 additional sentences/paragraphs/lines/stanzas.

There will be no voting round for this trial run, I mainly want to see how interested people are in this format.

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The starting sentence and letters

Once upon a time

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• After reading the above this should be obvious: no plagiarism and respect copyright laws.
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Contest rules:

• No more or less than 14 sentences/lines for the short version or 14 paragraphs/stanzas for the long version.
• You can submit both a short version and a long version.
• Please PM @Loksfjoer your entry and give it as title cnp short/long - (Your Title) .
• Your entry can be anonymous or carry your name. Let me know what you want in the PM. If you don't specify, your entry will be posted anonymously, but you may always claim your story during or after the voting round.
  Even for anonymous entries, the name of the writer will be added to the entry in the Hall of Fame unless specifically requested to leave the name out.
• The deadline is July 25th, 9:00 CET, which is 8:00 server time (both times are in a.m.)

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Number of entries so far: 2

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

Fenna listened as Zell spoke about his death and how being here was for him. When it was obvious Zell didn't want to talk about it further she dropped the subject and agreed to go with him to the Mended Drum. It was time for some rest. She had calmed down enough for the fatigue to take over and when she went to bed she slept.

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The next day, Fenna got up early greeted Adam and James as she passed them; she did consider having breakfast with them, but she felt too restless to sit down and have a chat. Or maybe it was Sil who was restless, she had noticed the bird was more on edge in the beseiged city, startled easier and spent most of her time high on the roofs.

She sauntered through the city with her spear over her shoulder and Sil sat on the spear. When she passed the baker, the smell made her hungry and she bought a fresh sweet bread roll and then went to a hot beverages shop to try a new brew, Sil flew in after her and settled on the table Fenna gestured towards. There were several of these places, all with a similar layout: dried herbs, fruits and spices were on display and a kettle hung on a fireplace crane so it could easily be swung above the fire. Fenna chose a yellow herb called sunleaf that smelled vaguely like vanilla, the spicy pepper root and something called ilus that the shopkeeper said would taste very good with it. She asked for a bowl of cold water for Sil as well.

After they were done drinking, she walked further down the path. She stopped at a vendor to buy some dried foods for some coppers to replenish her stock and continued down the street when a sign of a flaming sword caught her eye. She stopped and examined it for a moment before reading the name: Destine's Premium Gear. The shop itself wasn’t special, just a building like most others in the street, but the name and the sign had her intrigued.

“Let’s check this out,” she said to Sil, who replied with a sound that Fenna took as agreement and landed on her extended arm before they went inside. The faint buzzing that she felt more than heard was probably a warding spell, and one glance inside made it obvious it was needed. The walls were filled with armour and weapons, some made with gold and silver ornaments, others seemingly plain, but a plaque informed the customers of the special ability it would grant the wearer and the price they would have to pay.

An older woman with grey hair stood behind the counter and a few customers were inside. The owner of the shop that handled in buying, selling and trading of premium equipment and magical items was called Margot Destine, and her daughter and granddaughter both worked with her. While not as good with identifying magic items like people as Clarissa Shields, she had a good eye for enchantments and the overall quality of pieces that adventurers brought to her.

Fenna noticed one young woman approaching the counter with a dagger and offered to sell it. She didn’t listen to the haggling that followed. Two adventurers close to her inspected some boots.
“It has a cool ability,” one of them said. “But I don’t know how comfortable they will be. These boots,” she gestured to the ones she was wearing, “they don’t have a special ability, but I've had them for a while now, no wear and tear and they are super comfortable. If I want boots with magic, I’ll buy it from Nimuer, the leatherworker.”

Fenna decided to check out the leatherworker shop, nothing in this shop got her immediate attention, and maybe she could find a good item there.

A Trainers Ambition [SporkoBug and Calle]

Bear took both Pokémon under his arms, got up and jogged around holding them.

Netherlu nodded to Gavin and then turned to Soul. "Arceus does what Arceus does. I don't know for sure if it was me who did it or if Arceus helped me to resurrect the beasts, but I didn't ask. I just felt so much compassion for them and the sadness of the people who grieved them, and I felt my sacred fire burn, and that's how Entei, Suicune and Raikou came to be. My children." He turned to Gavin. "Of course I know better than to question Arceus openly, but he made me the freedom-loving beautiful bird I am, so he will have to deal with it if I disagree with locking anyone up."

Michael reached the river and saw Articuno wash herself. He walked alongside the river for a bit until he was downstream of her, so none of the filth he'd remove would flow in her direction. He started washing the dishes. He wasn't sure if watching Articuno clean herself was disrespectful or not, so he kept his eyes on what he was doing just in case.