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I hope that my post is acceptable.
Tjasa smiled as she put in the last stitch of the embroidery on her hat. She knotted the thread, and carefully wove the loose end underneath the backs of the previous stitches. The beautiful dark blue hat with white embroidery was made with the last of the wool she had dyed with Midwinter in mind. She had already finished the overcoat made of the same wool, but the arrival of the priests of the white god had delayed her in finishing the hat.
Her father had gone to the tavern, offering to bring her with him, but she had refused to go out until she had finished. It would look every so silly to be wearing her old hat with her new coat and dress. She brushed and re-braided her hair before putting the hat on and leaving the house. She was surprised to see that it was snowing, and she wondered if perhaps Old Blind Nadeen was sick.
She was almost to the tavern when she heard Nadeen's first shreik. She turned to look, an instant of confusion at the old woman's state of undress swept aside as she followed the old woman's gaze and saw the wall darkness, filled with monsterous eyes and even darker shadows. Her first thought was of the safety of her father's presence, and she started to run for the tavern without even pausing to think about what she was seeing. "Papa!" Her voice was filled with terror, but it could barely be heard above the din as the people who had been engulfed began to scream.
Her father had gone to the tavern, offering to bring her with him, but she had refused to go out until she had finished. It would look every so silly to be wearing her old hat with her new coat and dress. She brushed and re-braided her hair before putting the hat on and leaving the house. She was surprised to see that it was snowing, and she wondered if perhaps Old Blind Nadeen was sick.
She was almost to the tavern when she heard Nadeen's first shreik. She turned to look, an instant of confusion at the old woman's state of undress swept aside as she followed the old woman's gaze and saw the wall darkness, filled with monsterous eyes and even darker shadows. Her first thought was of the safety of her father's presence, and she started to run for the tavern without even pausing to think about what she was seeing. "Papa!" Her voice was filled with terror, but it could barely be heard above the din as the people who had been engulfed began to scream.
A couple of questions:
1. Is there any order in which people should post. or is it just first person finished writing a response posts first?
2. Can everyone see the darkness or just Oskar?
1. Is there any order in which people should post. or is it just first person finished writing a response posts first?
2. Can everyone see the darkness or just Oskar?
I have finsihed typing my scene. It was actually allready written, it just needed to be typed up. For some reason, I am sometimes more able to write with pencil and paper. Something about the sound and feel of the pencil on paper is helpful.
Now food, then back to the interst check.
Now food, then back to the interst check.
Mmm... Baked Goods! You make me want to do a bit of baking myself.
Right now I'm working on typing up an Interest Check for 1x1's, and putting off typing the most recent scene of my novel.
Right now I'm working on typing up an Interest Check for 1x1's, and putting off typing the most recent scene of my novel.
Sorry...
I'm going to take you at your word about OOC chatter and ask how have everyone's days been so far?
My day stared with a headached, but it got better once I decided I wouldn't let it stop me from going to church. This was the week I am a helper in the preschool Sunday School class, and the kids were so much fun that it went away completely.
I'm going to take you at your word about OOC chatter and ask how have everyone's days been so far?
My day stared with a headached, but it got better once I decided I wouldn't let it stop me from going to church. This was the week I am a helper in the preschool Sunday School class, and the kids were so much fun that it went away completely.
It sounds like I wasn't too far off the mark with 
the old women of the village playing a part in how told my characters history...
I can't wait to see how this plays out!
the old women of the village playing a part in how told my characters history... I can't wait to see how this plays out!
I'm interested.
Cool. I'll start working on fleshing out the characters.
Malikoy said
Apparently it would be nice to have everybody taking roles of students, to populate the RP with more student-centered drama and plots. But yeah, it is fine to have a second character (or just have it as your main character) as a staff. As soon as I get up the RP Thread and figure which staff positions are NPC, you can then go ahead and make a staff character.What do you have in mind?
I was thinking an Arithmancy teacher, an alumnus of Slytherin house who graduated in Harry's second or third year and was apprenticed to an American arithmancy Master, and stayed in America to avoid becoming entangled in the war by her former house mates.
It would be cool if the staff person for Head of Slytherin House was open, but I will not lose my interest or character idea if it is not, or you simply want that to be an NPC.
My other idea is for a muggleborn, extremely studious, Hufflepuff..
Sorry it took me so long to reply, I forgot to subscribe to the thread, and thus did not notice you'd replied...
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