Returning to site, returning role-player. Looking for immersion and escapism in most settings (fantasy, sci-fi, superhero or anything inbetween and different.)
Blin's daydream fragmented as the hero there collapsed, he registered a steadily building headache until his eyes snapped open staring up at the sky unfocused. The light was too bright and he heard a voice saying “Sleepyhead, open your eyes! But don’t move -- oh, if you miss this you’re going to regret it!”
He was almost about to empty the contents of his stomach when he eyes finally focused on the light infront of his face, a glowing orb. Were there scales? They swirled around and a pair of eyes appeared, they stared at Blin unbinking and he couldn't move. The slitted eyes were unnerving but for some reason Blin didn't fear them, he felt something, a connection maybe, but he couldn't really define it. He continued gazing into its depths and felt relaxed. His stomach settled down, his headache passed and then he was jolted from where he lay.
Nikki had grabbed Blin and dragged him up from the grass, just as a boulder crased into the spot he was laying in. "Woah, where did that come from and how..." Blin turned to Nikki, the orb that was on his nose had already faded, a wispy looking tail quickly disappeared behind his back. "...did you know. Nikki you've saved me twice now. Thank you." He took both of her hands in his, smiling as she did and then embarassed by his forwardness, let them drop sheepishly as he stepped back.
"The other girl...." Blin couldnt recall seeing her before, with Tivo? He couldn't remember. "Is she alright?" He turned to look and saw Blank close the girl. "When did you get here? Blank isn't it? I've seen you with Lord Gaius before." He turned red and realised that Blank had been with Nikki when he had seen him and he had just held her hands. "Er, and while you, ah, were with, um, Nikki...." his voice trailed off, and he wished he could just go back to sleep and forget this.
Instead he turned and looked at the boulder and then at the hole it had left at the edge of the clearing in the trees.
Ellaryn woke up with a start, she was jittery as always. Five years of fleeing her ghosts has left left paranoid, more so as the loft she was sleeping in was not hers, and certainly was not paid for in rent. Good she thought silently to herself, still dark outside. her eyes caught a shape on the window sill, she doubled checked sqinting in the plae moonlight. Just a bird, she turned and gathered her things.
Best not to disturb the horses below, she thought and once all her gear was packed, she made her way to the window to climb down and leave. The bird did not moce, in fact it almost seemed to getting in her way deliberately. Els tried to shoo it away with a wave of her hand, the dove cooed. Ellaryn force at the sound, silently cursing her luck. The horses below remained silent. She sofetly breathed a sigh of relief and whispered quietly "Get out of here bird."
The dove was either brave or stupid, "No time left" she thought and realised that she needed to be gone. Ignoring the dove she grabbed the sill and climbed out the window, she had already seen how easy it was to climb the poorly repaired outer wall and had made in by the same route.
The dove however had decided to flutter on her arm as started out the window, and after shaking it off making her way down the wall, it had the audacity to fly and land on her head as she decended. Els wore a scowl to put the frighteners on any goblin that thought they were brave. She decened, chosing to ignore the bird and strolled off away from her latest sleeping abode.
Dawn rose, with the sun showing the barely adult hobbit woman walking with a white dove still on her head. no ammount of hand waving or shouting made it move more than a few feet away before it landed again. Once the sun rose it began to more annoying to Ellaryn, by peeking (just once at a time) the top of her head. "Give over bird, there be no worms in there." Els really couldn't take anymore of it. She finally stopped, with the bird still perched on her head, and routed through her backs for some titbit to offer.
Els took out a small dried biscuit from part of her rations, she broke a small piece off and offered to the dove and to her surprise it hopped onto her hand but didn't take it. She dropped her hand down, the dove looking at her, and spotted the note tied delicately to its leg. "Well now, you could have told me you had a message eariler." The dove cocked its head to ne side, as if to say "I did" and Els stared back before she gave up the biscuit fragment to untie the note. A silver pin fell out, which she quickly pocketed "Should get my some extra coin." she grinned at her good fortune, the stupid bird has delivered the message to the wrong person.
”Dear Ellaryn Bracegirdle
Troubles have found me here, hindered me, unabling me to reach you myself. I am sure you will forgive me, for rhere is indeed a darkness looming above us all beyond the mortal sense. I have watched you, studied you, and, having been greatly gladdened by your adventurous spirit, discovered you might be a perfect candidate for my quest in the far Northern reaches. By all that you hold dear, meet by December 25 in the village of Angfort, and be not a day late! We must haste!
P.S. Forget not the silver pin I have sent you! Wear it, tie your cloak with it, for the others must know!
Cormamin lindua ele lle,
O.”
She fished the pin out and looked at it, and reread the note. "How did....? Who....?" flustered, she read the note again. Tears welled up, if it was true then she had a purpose, someone actually needed her for who she was. She decided there then to make her way as best she could. Collecting her gear she quickly strode back the way she came to the barn she slept in. Els didn't even notice that the dove only flew away after she had decided to follow the instructions.
Ellaryn hid close by and watched the barn patiently, the owner was up and about already turning out the horses in graze in a field. She silently crept to the barn, before making just enough noise not to scare the remaing two ponies there. "Have to be quick girl." She saddled a pony, the closest, no point spending time to choose and grabbed a bag of grain over calmly riding out. She was well out of sight before the farmer returned to have his breakfast and then tend his ponies.
Class: Rogue Equipment: Short sword x2, sleep poison x3, dark brown cloak, whetstone, 2sp. Backpack, 25m of rope with a hook, a single torch, lockpicks x5, blanket, small tent, small pot set, a flask, rations x7 days. tinderbox, a small sack. A saddled pony.
Background story: Els was always very lightfingered and carefree while growing up in the Shire. She was born and raised in Michel Delving, but she mostly caused trouble and few arguements with her lost and found games. No matter how stern a rebuke she got, nearly always it was let off with her heartwarm promise never to do it again. After a few new tricks, she was always the first point of call even if nobody could prove she did it.
Then her family got a call to visit the Underhills in Bree, her mother's brother's father was celebrating his 88th birthday. Of Els got away from the party for a while, and of course she slipped back into her lost and found prank. She lost a silver plater from the Underhills which was found at above some human's door that night. (She recalls that his name might have Bill.) The rowdy hobbits and the few men that were at the house very nearly caused a small riot in their dispute. Giles, her father, was actually beaten and so her family life ended that night.
Els was left disowned by her family and the Underhills, word quickly spread around Bree as to what actually happened and that she was responsible. She spent less than a day there before having to flee, not before sneaking around one or two homes to "help" her on her way.
5 years of travelling about has honed her skills somewhat, but she still hasn't settled in one place or found any kind of normal living.
Notes & Skills: Small and sneaky. Cooking. Basic survival skills. Able to dual wield weapons.
25m of rope. A hook. A single torch. Lockpicks x5. A dart tipped with sleep poison x3. A cloak, dark brown. A saddled pony. Backpack. Blanket. A small tent. Whetstone. Small pot set. Rations x7 days. Tinderbox. Short sword. A flask. A small sack. 2sp
Background story: Els was always very lightfingered and carefree while growing up in the Shire. She was born and raised in Michel Delving, but she mostly caused trouble and few arguements with her lost and found games. No matter how stern a rebuke she got, nearly always it was let off with her heartwarm promise never to do it again. After a few new tricks, she was always the first point of call even if nobody could prove she did it.
Then her family got a call to visit the Underhills in Bree, her mother's brother's father was celebrating his 88th birthday. Of Els got away from the party for a while, and of course she slipped back into her lost and found prank. She lost a silver plater from the Underhills which was found at above some human's door that night. (She recalls that his name might have Bill.) The rowdy hobbits and the few men that were at the house very nearly caused a small riot in their dispute. Giles, her father, was actually beaten and so her family life ended that night.
Els was left disowned by her family and the Underhills, word quickly spread around Bree as to what actually happened and that she was responsible. She spent less than a day there before having to flee, not before sneaking around one or two homes to "help" her on her way.
5 years travelling about has hned her skills somewhat, but she still hasn't settled in one place or found any kind of normal living.
Notes: Small and sneaky. Cook. Basic survival skills.
@Sigurd OK, CS is done but with the GM (wizards) premission I would like to drop the dart with sleep poison and exchange for a second short sword. With Ellaryn, I feel if she can't sneak past someone without putting them to sleep then she doesn't deserve to be a sneak. (It also doesn't sit well with a hobbit using poisons.) I'd like Els to be nimble enough to dual wield or be ambidextrous.
Yet another school day. At least today wasn't as bad as others, I had art eariler and fuelled with my love of anime it made it much more interesting. Until Aki teased me again over my watching "far too many cartoons". When I got home it was just as bad, I was looking forward to catching up on some anime, when it hit me. Was Aki right? I couldn't get into the show, the house was empty, both my parents were still at work. I packed up my homework and a few collectible figurines to inspire me and left for Anime World.
The store was huge for our local area, anime, a floor of collectibles (cards, posters, figurines, a dream come true), a section for console games for the boys (and a few girls) and a whole floor just for manga. A small cafe there would have been ideal for me to my homework and relax. If I got there that is.
That last corner I turned, that was a step to far. It lead me straight into yomi-no-kuni with no way to return. The green landscape was bad enough, but the shadows, they really scared me. So I ran. I not only felt the shivers of fear from where I was, but it seemed the chill of the shadows tendrils that reached out toward me threatened to freeze me in my tracks. I dared not risk screaming, in case more tried to catch me, so I ran faster.
I had no hope left, the shadows were gaining, then there were other steps and other girls. They were in the same situation as me, we were all doomed.
"You girls! Over here, quickly!"
There standing like an Ezra Scarlet only with a spear, was hope. No shadows were near her. I had no choice, I ran to her and hoped I would make it to safety.
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