Nel
Committed
Climbing a grand tower.
Roleplay posts: 78 
Age: 17
Physical Description: =====
A tall and slender maiden with brilliant green eyes and straight black hair. The hair hides many of her features but reveals an soft angular jawline, a small delicate nose.
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Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/54Equdc.jpg
The picture shows her equipment well, however lacks her hunting dagger, a length of thin but strong rope, her "junk sack," and herb pouch.
Her quiver contains a number of different arrows with different purposes including armor piercing, grappling, fire arrows, and a limited supply of an enchanted variety.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Jul 10, 2017 2:33:53 GMT -8
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Post by Nel on Sept 25, 2017 14:11:35 GMT -8
After she recovered her breath she stood and made her way toward Ollie's house. A slight stumble in her walk, almost like she were drunk. As she made it to his door way she braced herself on his door frame. She took a moment there, both hands out on the door, before taking her left hand and banging on the door with a bit more strength than she meant to.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Sept 25, 2017 17:10:47 GMT -8
The door creaked open, and Ollie peered out. He gasped, recognizing Nel, and threw the door open wide.
"Nelisara, I thought you'd fallen to your death! How did you get out of the well? We pulled up the line, there was nobody on it...well, come on in. You look rough, some turnip soup would fix you up just right. Come on, come in!"
He ushered her inside, into a very warm and cozy home. Papers, books, and manuscripts laid everywhere, covered in obscene writing and drawings of succubi and mermaids in various states of undress. The art was well-done, even if the subject matter was a bit...strange. Ollie guided Nel to a kitchen table, where he brought out a bowl of turnip soup and a piece of thick, crusty bread. The whole scene was oddly familiar, as though she'd been here before.
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Nel
Committed
Climbing a grand tower.
Roleplay posts: 78
Age: 17
Physical Description: =====
A tall and slender maiden with brilliant green eyes and straight black hair. The hair hides many of her features but reveals an soft angular jawline, a small delicate nose.
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Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/54Equdc.jpg
The picture shows her equipment well, however lacks her hunting dagger, a length of thin but strong rope, her "junk sack," and herb pouch.
Her quiver contains a number of different arrows with different purposes including armor piercing, grappling, fire arrows, and a limited supply of an enchanted variety.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Jul 10, 2017 2:33:53 GMT -8
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Post by Nel on Sept 25, 2017 19:13:53 GMT -8
Nel made herself comfortable. She was still in shock from what transpired and her world was a daze. She looked at the bowl of soup. Rather through the soup and bowl. Memories began to creep back. The other side of the well. The strange happenings within. She looked at Ollie wild eyed, "Cap that well."
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Sept 26, 2017 7:40:34 GMT -8
Ollie stared at her, eyes wide with shock at her state. He hesitated for a moment, speaking carefully as to not startle her.
"W-why should we cap the well? What's down there, Nelisara? What did you see? How did you survive the fall, how did you get back? Please, tell me. I'll write a book on it! One without succubi...unless that's what's down there, of course. Why cap the well, though?"
He glanced nervously out the window at the well, which gaped ominously in the darkness.
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Nel
Committed
Climbing a grand tower.
Roleplay posts: 78
Age: 17
Physical Description: =====
A tall and slender maiden with brilliant green eyes and straight black hair. The hair hides many of her features but reveals an soft angular jawline, a small delicate nose.
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Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/54Equdc.jpg
The picture shows her equipment well, however lacks her hunting dagger, a length of thin but strong rope, her "junk sack," and herb pouch.
Her quiver contains a number of different arrows with different purposes including armor piercing, grappling, fire arrows, and a limited supply of an enchanted variety.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Jul 10, 2017 2:33:53 GMT -8
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Post by Nel on Sept 26, 2017 16:30:54 GMT -8
Nel breathed deeply, collecting herself. "There is a monster down there, a creature that has created it's own world complete with people to torture and slaughter at it's whim. Cap the well, let no one else descend into that pit of madness. I'm... not sure how I got back. Last thing I remember was pointing an arrow at a creature that crawled out a little girl." She left details out on purpose, the mimic town, Ollie himself, the toothed moon. Toothed moon? When did I see that?
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Sept 27, 2017 17:28:56 GMT -8
Ollie listened closely, worried. He glanced out the window at the well once more, then got up and locked his door. Returning to the kitchen table, he sighed and sat down.
"So this, this monster...what did it look like? That little world down there, what was it like? What were the people like? Do you know why or how the creature made them? Tell me more abou tthis creature, the little girl. Tell me everything, Nelisara."
He pulled out a notebook, pen hovering expectantly over the page.
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Nel
Committed
Climbing a grand tower.
Roleplay posts: 78
Age: 17
Physical Description: =====
A tall and slender maiden with brilliant green eyes and straight black hair. The hair hides many of her features but reveals an soft angular jawline, a small delicate nose.
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Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/54Equdc.jpg
The picture shows her equipment well, however lacks her hunting dagger, a length of thin but strong rope, her "junk sack," and herb pouch.
Her quiver contains a number of different arrows with different purposes including armor piercing, grappling, fire arrows, and a limited supply of an enchanted variety.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Jul 10, 2017 2:33:53 GMT -8
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Post by Nel on Sept 30, 2017 23:27:42 GMT -8
"Look outside." She glanced to the window, "It was Buckle remade, along with everyone in it."
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Oct 1, 2017 13:00:38 GMT -8
Ollie glanced out the window, shocked. He stared for a long moment, then began furiously scribbling in his notebook.
"Buckle? Really? Was I there? Was there a copy of you? What was it like? Were there any differences? Please, tell me! I'd love to know. This is really interesting. Did you find out what sort of monster it was? Maybe we should send an expedition down there. How did you get back?"
He wrote quickly, page quickly becoming filled with a borderline-illegible chicken-scratch. The text was tiny and cramped, with spaces left for illustrations.
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Nel
Committed
Climbing a grand tower.
Roleplay posts: 78
Age: 17
Physical Description: =====
A tall and slender maiden with brilliant green eyes and straight black hair. The hair hides many of her features but reveals an soft angular jawline, a small delicate nose.
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Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/54Equdc.jpg
The picture shows her equipment well, however lacks her hunting dagger, a length of thin but strong rope, her "junk sack," and herb pouch.
Her quiver contains a number of different arrows with different purposes including armor piercing, grappling, fire arrows, and a limited supply of an enchanted variety.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Jul 10, 2017 2:33:53 GMT -8
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Post by Nel on Oct 1, 2017 15:10:07 GMT -8
Nel sighed, "I don't know what it was. It had magic. I'm not even sure how I got away." She looked him in the eyes, "Don't send people down. If you do, they are dead. They'll be ripped apart, tortured and played with. Nothing I can tell you will prepare them for the sights and sounds."
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Oct 2, 2017 16:56:43 GMT -8
Ollie nodded, and took a quick note. Closing the notebook, he sighed.
"Well then...that's quite enough for today. You've had quite a night, Nel. You'd best get some rest, don't you think? You can tell me the rest of your story tomorrow, and we'll have the well sealed...then I suppose you'll be moving on? Or do you plan on staying in town for a while? You could be quite the local celebrity, you know. The only one to go down into that well and return alive. I'm sure that people would be willing to buy you a couple drinks for that, at the very least."
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Nel
Committed
Climbing a grand tower.
Roleplay posts: 78
Age: 17
Physical Description: =====
A tall and slender maiden with brilliant green eyes and straight black hair. The hair hides many of her features but reveals an soft angular jawline, a small delicate nose.
=====
Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/54Equdc.jpg
The picture shows her equipment well, however lacks her hunting dagger, a length of thin but strong rope, her "junk sack," and herb pouch.
Her quiver contains a number of different arrows with different purposes including armor piercing, grappling, fire arrows, and a limited supply of an enchanted variety.
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Player's online availability : Erratically, though at least daily
Registered: Jul 10, 2017 2:33:53 GMT -8
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Post by Nel on Oct 3, 2017 0:54:41 GMT -8
Nel sighed deeply, "I think that I just want to return to forest, where my prey is well known and usually not trying to eat me." She looked at his couch. Sleep would probably elude her for a couple of weeks.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Oct 4, 2017 7:36:06 GMT -8
With an understanding nod, Ollie put away his notebook. Rising from his seat, he headed towards his room.
"Well...I suppose I can understand wanting a break from it all. It's been good having you here, Nelisara. I'm going to bed now, but if you need anything, just let me know. I'll get them to cap that well tomorrow, and then...I guess you'll be going. Good night, and good luck on your travels from here on out. I'm very glad that you made it out of there alive."
He stepped into his bedroom, shutting the door with a click. The soft couch by the fire seemed to call to Nel, begging her to lie down and wrap herself in the woolen blanket that sat folded neatly on the armrest. Perhaps some rest would do her good, provided that she didn't dream of fanged moons and the sight of the monster clawing its way out of the girl's throat.
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