Mangrale

Story of Seasons: Greener Pastures (Still looking for Co-GM!)

Marcus Nils

Location A - Ferry Boat to Hope Valley

SoS Spring Theme

The refreshing spring breeze pleasantly blew past Marcus' blonde hair, even on the picturesque left-side balcony where he was spending the last leg of the voyage to his new home, his head and his heel bobbing enthusiastically with the melody. He would just as soon rest with the trip being as tranquil and serene as it had been. He didn't suffer from sea sickness like a few of his fellow passengers, but could have gone for a brief nap given how early he had to wake up. However he was too busy enjoying himself, playing a cheery song on his guitar for a group of tourists, an inevitable outcome considering he carried his prized instrument with him all the time and wasn't about to say no to their eager faces. Besides, he couldn't think of a better way to enter Hope Valley than to celebrate the coming of Spring through music, he even encouraging his listeners to clap their hands in unison as a sort of percussive accompaniment. Right here, right now, life was an adventure and after the second verse, he admitted to himself that he could sleep anywhere and at any time. But there was no way he'd pass up a excellent impromptu recital, with beautiful seafaring scenery to the left of him and with an audience as pleasant as this.

As the telltale signs of vibrant land became visible, Marcus rose from his seat and excitedly gazed at the charming island, from its vivid landscape to its delightful buildings and houses that came into better view as they drew closer. His audience's attention followed his lead as he finished the song and stepped politely and carefully beyond them to get a closer look, taking a moment to look behind before he readies himself for departure. "How's that for a show stopper?! Am I right folks?!" he gleefully said just short of betraying his full excitement and to the lively cheers of his listeners. After bidding them farewell, Marcus placed his acoustic companion in its case, securing it on his back, and hoisted the straps of his two hefty duffel bags over his shoulders. He had a vague plan in mind for what he'd do today, but was too preoccupied with the thought of "stepping into the postcards his brothers had sent him" and experiencing Hope Valley firsthand, to recall it at the moment.

He moved leisurely towards the docks. They weren't going anywhere and he needn't rush and potentially get in anyone's way to get there. Finally stepping off, his affable grin only widened as he walked along the waves of tourists. He stopped and noticed a genial scene among one of the passengers and two other guys. Marcus himself didn't know that the men were both the mayor and resident rancher, but loved how welcoming they were at any rate. If they would look his way, Marcus would greet them amiably. All the same, the mayor's office is one of his stops with the carpenter's workshop as another sometime later.

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@KatherinWinter
Well I must admit that I don't know and am reluctant to experience the kind of pressure a GM goes under. And I respect that you have high expectations for your players. However, I believe you do have a certain dedication that I think might not come easily to some players and even GMs. Hopefully we'll come across more individuals that can meet your high expectations. Fingers crossed anyway. :)

Describe your favourite game in a nutshell

Shining Soul 2: Saving the land a million times over for peace, justice, and ultimately for monster cards. (I just need the Arch Demon T^T)

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@KatherinWinter
And I don't know what can really be done aside from bringing the interest check back up. The way I see it, most players may join for a time, but after a while will bail because there's always a "new and shiny" thing that will grab their attention and they will continue the cycle in like fashion.

This RP, though, is very accessible and players only need a few minutes to either make a character or post. And we are reaching the second day. I can't think of a better time to join.

But that's all I got I'm afraid.

Story of Seasons: Greener Pastures (Still looking for Co-GM!)

I'll see my way to introducing Marcus either on Monday or Tuesday.

Brave Frontier: A New Legacy [Started/Always Accepting]

Viranti

With daylight yet running its course for the cycle, the young dragon was finding that locating food in the village would be a lot more trouble than he originally thought. It seems there is a distinct difference between unwanted and very edible vermin and someone's pet. At least that was the impression he got as an elderly lady picked up her dog from the ground and eyed him suspiciously as he walked by. Sure enough, he could sense the distrustful stares of the villagers, word of his "outburst" at the church having spread and people's conclusions were already being drawn. All in all, he thought it better that he realize he had no place here now, instead of while that old lady back there is screaming for help and pummeling him with a long broom or something.

Viranti was far from giving up on the quest, but at least for the night he'd retreat back out of the settlement. He wasn't expecting company but didn't feel in any position to turn anyone down should they want to join him for some reason. Sighing loudly upon remembering where he'd rather spend his first day as a free "man", he followed the trail out of Edivid, trudging along it until a sizable patch of forest came into view, intending to set up camp there.

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@KatherinWinter
She is I believe. She should be with everyone surrounding the fire pit.

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@LiegeLord
Whether it was by Neric's at least partial intervention or not, Cecilia couldn't tell. But when James took her hand, a rush came over her and her voice broke slightly and daintily, like it had during the hike, although somewhat quieter. She was constantly mindful of how good it felt and the significance of what it meant, but decided to stay quiet, feeling as though anything she'd say wouldn't come out right and spoil the moment, of which she'd hoped was only the first of many. Although she didn't have James' jacket, it was like she didn't need it to feel warm. Gazing softly at him for several seconds, she noted how adorable he looked and decided to give his hand an affectionate squeeze before turning to the fire herself, a slight blissful smile on her face.

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@LiegeLord
Cecilia smiled gently as James spoke. She was pretty anxious, but it was because she wanted to tell him something instead of any negative discomfort she may have felt being around him. She paused for a second, gulping subtly as she too looked to the flames, stealing a final moment to get her words together. It seemed like he said something else when he turned away, and she had a feeling she knew what it was, which made her blush a fair amount. "That's good to hear. And you didn't make me uncomfortable. In fact, when I said that I didn't mind holding hands, what I meant was... I don't- I wouldn't mind holding hands... if it's with you, James," she said softly, though in a way that he could pretty clearly hear. She felt quite exposed both literally and figuratively as she quickly glanced at the firepit. Should James look to her, he'll easily notice how embarrassed she is although, he may also tell by her warm expression that she meant it.

Story of Seasons: Greener Pastures (Still looking for Co-GM!)

Apollo Nils

Location B - Feather Song Inn

The inn as it is now is quite different from what it was when the two brothers first arrived. The wear and tear that comes with many years of service, would make any establishment quite the subject for refurbishment and renovation for any knew owner. However, the task was compounded by the previous owners, for whatever reason, neglecting the fair maintenance due to the potentially very important enterprise. As Apollo commonly tells Roland to justify his over-exuberant cleaning, a tidy and presentable inn can greatly affect how people feel about the rest of Hope Valley, going so far as to say that the constant upkeep can go a long way towards influencing people's expectations for the better. Of course, Roland would have been satisfied with a simple "Cleaning is very important", but always liked hearing about his big brother's interests, even if they can be a tad boring. What is more, he could never argue with the results, which were largely due to his brother. No longer did the institution suffer from all cobwebs, the wood rot and the worn paint (just to name a few things) that plagued it in years past. What is more, what the inn lost in dust and refuse, it now more than made up for in a much needed renovation to one of its most deteriorated upstairs residential living rooms.

"Now, are you certain you haven't forgotten anything?" Apollo inquired as he looked down to his youngest brother, who was fitting his backpack over his shoulders.

"Yeah, I'm sure," was the simple response, the boy adjusting his yellow rimmed glasses as he walked a few steps backward towards the door of the lobby. "... Do we know when Marcus will be here?"

"Unsure. He just said it would be today, but knowing him, even if he did mention exactly when, he'd probably show up hours after that," the snappily dressed proprietor answered in an unaffected manner, crossing his arms as he wasn't about to prolong sending Roland to school. "You best head to school. You'll have your chance to greet him when he arrives. For now though, you'll be late if you don't hurry." As the little boy opened the door, Apollo added: "And don't forget to be wary of strangers. Go straight to school."

Roland nodded compliantly, taking a moment to say goodbye, to which Apollo waved back simply. Both the inn and the school were nearby, so there was at least some consolation, in the innkeeper's opinion, in sending his brother to school alone. Apollo, made his way back to his responsibilities, but should his presence be needed, there was a table bell at the front reception desk that anyone can ring to get his attention.