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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Oct 26, 2017 17:46:51 GMT -8
Ash Hollow Once a bustling little town, Ash Hollow gained its name when it was set upon by a vicious pair of dragons. Many of the villagers were killed, and much of the town was burned to ashes. The cherry orchards and peach farms, once the pride and joy of the little community, were almost completely destroyed in the attack. Now, the town is in the process of rebuilding, although progress is slow without the income from the farms. The old ruling family perished in the attack, and the leadership has been taken over by the wealthy Ella Suiker, once the owner of the cherry fields.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2017 22:57:11 GMT -8
It was too warm. Rather, warmer than he was used to. But traveling was fun and had its perks sometimes. Granted, lumbering around as a bear was a bit tiring even with his strength. It was a lot to haul around.
His travels brought him after a scent of fire and ash... and straight towards a ruined town? Seeing such destruction made his head come up with beady eyes sweeping all over. What could have done this? Cautiously he continued to trudge forward, sniffing about just in case something responsible for this mess showed up... also for people in general. He was used to the occasional panic from first encounters of people with a bear of his size.
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Belladonna, The Poison Witch
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Roleplay posts: 42
Age: 150(ish), However looks to be in her 30s
Physical Description: Stands at 5ft10. Belladonna has waist length, pin straight black hair that is cut evenly, and low blunt bangs help frame her heart shaped face. She has a cream colored skin tone made natural by a rosiness in her cheeks. Her eyes are silvery with a hint of blue in them. Her lips are painted a dark red. Her nails are kept a bit long and groomed into rounded pointed tips and painted a similar color as her lips.
Clothes and Equipment: Belladonna's clothing is subject to change, but she holds a preference for dark moody colors. Fir green, Burgundy, Merlot, dark purples and of course black all fit into her usual color scheme. She dresses conservatively, nearly always wearing long loose sleeves and a high collar. All dress skirts are ankle length, unless she chooses to wear pants (Usually during travel). Her most common item is her black hooded cape with the lunar cycle embroidered on it.
In terms of equipment, Belladonna travels light. An old, twisted willow wood staff cradling a crystal ball is generally used as a walking stick, though it also carries magical properties. On her waist, she wears a Utility belt. The right side, a pocket book hangs, while on the left, vials of potions are at the ready. (1 accelerated healing, 1 poison vial, 1 rejuvenating potion). the belt also has an empty pouch where ingredients may be stored when found and cultivated.
Player's online availability : Daily
Registered: Oct 26, 2017 19:04:36 GMT -8
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Post by Belladonna, The Poison Witch on Oct 27, 2017 7:21:04 GMT -8
Among the charred remains of a once beautiful town and walking through its ashes, a witch once again arrived on premises. She stopped by a burnt home and, with a careful hand, broke off a small piece of long extinguished charcoal. The news had fluttered to her ears, and as such... she figured it was an excellent opportunity to set up shop and help the downtrodden. She could sense the death here, which was perfectly fine by her. At least their lives would be remembered in this place's history.
Her staff in hand, she walked down what she assumed was a street, or at least used to be. On the path she noticed a large bear. A bit odd for a bear to be all the way out where there was hardly any life left. The rebuilding effort was still in another sector but hadn't quite reached here yet. Belladonna approached the large displaced animal. "You're a long ways from home, my friend." She lacked the fear that came with bears, she had lived too long for that already. The woman's hand went to try and brush against the fur.
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Cinder
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Roleplay posts: 14
Age: Newforged
Physical Description: Cinder's body is made of mana in a fiery green form. She is the size of a golf ball.
Player's online availability : If you tag me I'll know right away and check in
Registered: Oct 26, 2017 18:18:07 GMT -8
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Post by Cinder on Oct 27, 2017 8:28:46 GMT -8
in the quiet of the ashen town a quiet hum thrumed as green particles gathered in the air, the hum became louder until an orb begins to form with more particles spewing out, soon the light that was forming blossomed and Cinder arrived in the realm.
*+_Poof!~*-
"Kikiki!" The Will-o-wisp now wandered around in the ruined town. The wisp looked like a small green fireball dancing around Ash Hollow. She flies up to a rooftop then slides town it's slope like she was at a playground. This was her first time in the overworld since her birth, it seemed fun so far! Cinder flies around until she sees people, then takes cover behind some timber, peeking around the corner to spy on them.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Oct 27, 2017 11:13:06 GMT -8
@bearman, with his acute ursine senses, would likely notice the smell of fresh cherries drifting over the breeze. If he chose to investigate, he'd find a small, fenced-in orchard of freshly-planted cherry trees. A man walked around the orchard, pruning trees and picking cherries, depositing them in a small basket. He turned, gasping as he spotted the bear. However, the sight of the woman beside it calmed him, and he didn't run. Instead, he called out to Belladonna, The Poison Witch. "Er, ma'am...is that your bear? Is he...trained? He won't go around biting people or stealing cherries, will he? We worked awful hard to grow these cherries..." Meanwhile, somebody noticed the small green fire. As fire-conscious as the townsfolk were, all the whisp got was a bucket of water to her face for her trouble.
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Cinder
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Roleplay posts: 14
Age: Newforged
Physical Description: Cinder's body is made of mana in a fiery green form. She is the size of a golf ball.
Player's online availability : If you tag me I'll know right away and check in
Registered: Oct 26, 2017 18:18:07 GMT -8
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Post by Cinder on Oct 27, 2017 11:23:23 GMT -8
"EEEEE!" Cinder screams as she's doused with water. Her light flickers in surprise but that's it. Since she wasn't an actual fire her glow continues but now water slithered off her surface. "KikIkiKI!"
She quickly floated away from the person and searched for a place to spin herself dry. She flinged the water droplets off her like a wet dog. Once dry again she continued to wander, looking for something fun. Cinder watched the lady and the bear with curiosity. She had been surprised by these natives so far, but they hadn't actually harmed her yet so it was still a good field trip.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 29, 2017 18:54:00 GMT -8
He stopped when he encountered the older woman, though he simply stood there and stared with what might be perceived as a blank expression. He made no move save for turning his head to follow her, and feeling the gentle hand on his fur earned a low rumbling sound from his massive form - where he eagerly pressed against her palm for more attention. That was one thing he liked about being a bear - giant, cuddly teddy bear.
Hearing the gasp of the cherry-picker brought his head around, and the smell became more prominent - he liked fruit almost as much as he enjoyed fresh fish. He bellowed a happy sound and waddled over near the fence, where he sat his heavy rump in the dirt and raised a paw to settle it on the fence while he stared at the man.
He thought about shifting form... but this was much more enlightening. More fun. And usually with better results - if people became more comfortable with the bear, then meeting the man went smoother.
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Belladonna, The Poison Witch
Established
Roleplay posts: 42
Age: 150(ish), However looks to be in her 30s
Physical Description: Stands at 5ft10. Belladonna has waist length, pin straight black hair that is cut evenly, and low blunt bangs help frame her heart shaped face. She has a cream colored skin tone made natural by a rosiness in her cheeks. Her eyes are silvery with a hint of blue in them. Her lips are painted a dark red. Her nails are kept a bit long and groomed into rounded pointed tips and painted a similar color as her lips.
Clothes and Equipment: Belladonna's clothing is subject to change, but she holds a preference for dark moody colors. Fir green, Burgundy, Merlot, dark purples and of course black all fit into her usual color scheme. She dresses conservatively, nearly always wearing long loose sleeves and a high collar. All dress skirts are ankle length, unless she chooses to wear pants (Usually during travel). Her most common item is her black hooded cape with the lunar cycle embroidered on it.
In terms of equipment, Belladonna travels light. An old, twisted willow wood staff cradling a crystal ball is generally used as a walking stick, though it also carries magical properties. On her waist, she wears a Utility belt. The right side, a pocket book hangs, while on the left, vials of potions are at the ready. (1 accelerated healing, 1 poison vial, 1 rejuvenating potion). the belt also has an empty pouch where ingredients may be stored when found and cultivated.
Player's online availability : Daily
Registered: Oct 26, 2017 19:04:36 GMT -8
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Post by Belladonna, The Poison Witch on Oct 29, 2017 19:48:21 GMT -8
The Witch glanced over to the cherry picker and gave a rather mysterious smile. She seemed to think about her answer, and how much she would have wanted to mess with the poor man. "No, and probably not... He seems harmless, though." she shrugged and continued to run her fingers through the fur, knowing that she had gotten the bear's permission to continue.
"If you have any cherries to spare, I can supply a potion in return that could help you bring this place to its former glory."
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Oct 30, 2017 9:52:11 GMT -8
The man glanced nervously at the bear, hoping that the witch was correct. Witches generally knew about bears, didn't they? At least, forest witches did...or was that swamp witches? Perhaps it was mountain witches...he didn't really remember at all. It wasn't as though he was a witch researcher, after all, nor was he an expert on bears. It looked harmless, at the very least...but then again, so did squirrels, and they were the bane of his existence. When she offered to help, he paused, thinking.
"You can...make a potion to help restore the fields? Can you really do that? We could definitely spare a few bushels of cherries, if you can help us rebuild. Um...are you sure that bear won't bite, though? They can be vicious, you know, especially if you're, uh, covered in cherry juice."
He backed up away from the fence a bit, hoping that the bear wouldn't knock it over.
Meanwhile, Cinder would manage to escape without being noticed...by humans, at least. She would, however, attract the attention of a rather curious striped cat. The cat batted at the floating light, trying to catch it.
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Cinder
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: Newforged
Physical Description: Cinder's body is made of mana in a fiery green form. She is the size of a golf ball.
Player's online availability : If you tag me I'll know right away and check in
Registered: Oct 26, 2017 18:18:07 GMT -8
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Post by Cinder on Oct 30, 2017 16:20:03 GMT -8
"EEK!" Cinder bobbed around in the air trying to avoid being caught by the cat. The wisp played continued to fly around, not sure if she was in danger or not. When the cat finally caught her she took a deep breath and blew a puff of red powder at the feline's nose. The powder was a magic spore made in cinder's body to temporarily stun predators when inhaled. Cinder chimed in a distressed tone and glared at the beast, hopefully, her spores would take effect so she could escape.
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Belladonna, The Poison Witch
Established
Roleplay posts: 42
Age: 150(ish), However looks to be in her 30s
Physical Description: Stands at 5ft10. Belladonna has waist length, pin straight black hair that is cut evenly, and low blunt bangs help frame her heart shaped face. She has a cream colored skin tone made natural by a rosiness in her cheeks. Her eyes are silvery with a hint of blue in them. Her lips are painted a dark red. Her nails are kept a bit long and groomed into rounded pointed tips and painted a similar color as her lips.
Clothes and Equipment: Belladonna's clothing is subject to change, but she holds a preference for dark moody colors. Fir green, Burgundy, Merlot, dark purples and of course black all fit into her usual color scheme. She dresses conservatively, nearly always wearing long loose sleeves and a high collar. All dress skirts are ankle length, unless she chooses to wear pants (Usually during travel). Her most common item is her black hooded cape with the lunar cycle embroidered on it.
In terms of equipment, Belladonna travels light. An old, twisted willow wood staff cradling a crystal ball is generally used as a walking stick, though it also carries magical properties. On her waist, she wears a Utility belt. The right side, a pocket book hangs, while on the left, vials of potions are at the ready. (1 accelerated healing, 1 poison vial, 1 rejuvenating potion). the belt also has an empty pouch where ingredients may be stored when found and cultivated.
Player's online availability : Daily
Registered: Oct 26, 2017 19:04:36 GMT -8
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Post by Belladonna, The Poison Witch on Nov 1, 2017 16:10:06 GMT -8
Belladonna chuckled. "I can't speak for the bear's behavior, but should he have felt the need to bite, I'm sure you wouldn't have the time to ask that question. As for my help, then yes. Naturally. I've seen many struggling towns in my years, but not one such as this. I cannot stroll through without providing assistance, and if the assistance needed include your cherry fields, then it shall be a matter of having a space to work. Tell me, is there anywhere I can find a cauldron here? Or anywhere I may work peacefully?" The witch's fingers tapped along the staff, thinking of the ingredients she would need, between the ones she already did have. "I will require cherry seeds. As well as seeds of all the trees you plan to harvest."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2017 6:23:49 GMT -8
He listened to the conversation between the two, continuing to watch the man. His paw came off the edge of the fence, both thick arms just hanging at his belly now. He looked almost adorable, like a teddy bear just sitting there. He would lean a little closer and perk his round ears up, watching the man with wide eyes. He made no aggressive movements or even growled. He just sat there, staring - occasionally wiggling his nose as he sniffed. Sadly, he didn't see nor notice the spider that had joined them, or the sprite that was watching from afar.
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Spider brain
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Registered: Nov 1, 2017 11:42:53 GMT -8
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Post by Spider brain on Nov 3, 2017 16:21:01 GMT -8
The spider Taqukaq would notice was scary, to say the least. A massive brain, pulsing inside a thick green slime, that wandered towards the two from the forest edge on six thick, green, slimy legs and cracked whenever they moved over the ashen soil. It looked up to Belladonna, The Poison Witch with beady dots- not eyes, they were more like stones picked up from the ground- with incredible intensity. After figuring nothing was going to immediately kill it, the creature scrawled a message in the ground with its feet and backed away. "I want your help." It read.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Nov 5, 2017 9:06:33 GMT -8
The cherry farmer looked over at the beat sitting on the ground, deciding after a moment's hesitation that it was probably harmless. Stepping through the fence gate (and making sure to lock it securely behind him), he carried the basket of cherries over to the witch. As harmless-looking as the bear was, the farmer gave it a wide berth. Better to be safe than sorry, after all. He offered the cherries to the witch, keeping an eye on the fluffy bear.
"Here, you can use these. We can get you seeds, too...as many seeds as you'd like. As for the cauldron...well, I think there might be one in the old storeroom. We used to use it to brew cherry liquor, but I'm sure you can put it to good use. You can work anywhere you'd like, I'm sure plenty of people would be willing to let you borrow a room or barn if you're going to restore the cherries."
All of a sudden, he glanced down at the spider and jumped back in fright.
"W-what is that thing? Is it yours?"
Meanwhile, the little green flame's puff would do little more than infuriate the cat, which hissed and arched its back. It pounced, intent on catching the whisp in its claws.
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Cinder
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Roleplay posts: 14
Age: Newforged
Physical Description: Cinder's body is made of mana in a fiery green form. She is the size of a golf ball.
Player's online availability : If you tag me I'll know right away and check in
Registered: Oct 26, 2017 18:18:07 GMT -8
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Post by Cinder on Nov 5, 2017 22:40:43 GMT -8
Oh noes! It didn't work! Cinder was still a juvenile, so shed never had to defend herself before. Other factors may be when she was drenched in water, it was also a hectic encounter so she must have messed up. The little wisp could attempt to stun the cat again, but wasn't sure if it would fail again, it was time for a new tactic!
She thought of attacking but wasn't confident she would do enough to scare of the beast. Instead she used on of the Wisp signature techniques, the Phase Shift! Avoiding the cat extended the channel time by a few more seconds but once it was complete there was a poof of green particles and Cinder was gone. In The wisp's place was some magical dust that floated in the air.
Cinder now waited in the same location, but on a different phase plate. Here she could see a little bit of what was happening in the other phase, entities such as the cat appeared to be ghostly from her perspective. Streaks were left in the air where wind blew and birds and insect flew. It was a very bizarre sight, perhaps, but for a wisp this was in the comfort zone. Here she waited in safety for the cat to leave.
While in this phase Cinder cannot move around or interact with the world, but likewise creatures couldn't interact with her. They might sense that she's nearby, but she was in an excellent hiding place. She couldn't stay for too long but long enough. Once time runs out she will return to the physical phase.
Phew! What a thrill this was! She would need sustenance once this is over, fortunately this world had plenty of free energy to collect through multiple forms.
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Belladonna, The Poison Witch
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Roleplay posts: 42
Age: 150(ish), However looks to be in her 30s
Physical Description: Stands at 5ft10. Belladonna has waist length, pin straight black hair that is cut evenly, and low blunt bangs help frame her heart shaped face. She has a cream colored skin tone made natural by a rosiness in her cheeks. Her eyes are silvery with a hint of blue in them. Her lips are painted a dark red. Her nails are kept a bit long and groomed into rounded pointed tips and painted a similar color as her lips.
Clothes and Equipment: Belladonna's clothing is subject to change, but she holds a preference for dark moody colors. Fir green, Burgundy, Merlot, dark purples and of course black all fit into her usual color scheme. She dresses conservatively, nearly always wearing long loose sleeves and a high collar. All dress skirts are ankle length, unless she chooses to wear pants (Usually during travel). Her most common item is her black hooded cape with the lunar cycle embroidered on it.
In terms of equipment, Belladonna travels light. An old, twisted willow wood staff cradling a crystal ball is generally used as a walking stick, though it also carries magical properties. On her waist, she wears a Utility belt. The right side, a pocket book hangs, while on the left, vials of potions are at the ready. (1 accelerated healing, 1 poison vial, 1 rejuvenating potion). the belt also has an empty pouch where ingredients may be stored when found and cultivated.
Player's online availability : Daily
Registered: Oct 26, 2017 19:04:36 GMT -8
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Post by Belladonna, The Poison Witch on Nov 8, 2017 17:29:43 GMT -8
The witch graciously accepted the basket of cherries. "I shall work with the seeds within these fruits first. I would not want to taint all future seeds should I have made a mistake. I will let you know once I have been successful." Between her pointy nails, she picked up a cherry and inspected it all different ways. "Yes, I believe these will do."
While she had been occupied with the quality of the fruits she would have to work with, Belladonna initially glanced up at the frightened farmer with a raised eyebrow before her eyes trailed down. "My my, what do we have here? A curious little abomination is among us." the woman bent down to scoop up the brain. the message had not been lost, but was instead wiped away with her shoe. "Hm.. Regardless, it is mine now. Seems like I may have more work ahead of me."
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Spider brain
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Registered: Nov 1, 2017 11:42:53 GMT -8
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Post by Spider brain on Nov 9, 2017 9:29:59 GMT -8
The spider brain let itself be picked up. It didn't squirm at the thought of Belladonna claiming ownership and its legs went limp to rest.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 9, 2017 17:09:08 GMT -8
The bear huffed over the cherries as he got a good wiff - as well as a smell of something else. He lifted himself onto his massive paws and began to follow his nose, which led him out and away from the village.
[exit]
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on Nov 9, 2017 20:17:33 GMT -8
The man shuddered as the witch picked up the many-legged brain. What sort of creature was that, and how could she just handle it so carelessly? Still, he led her away from the fields, towards an old storeroom a little ways away. He headed inside, and returned a moment later hauling a massive iron cauldron. Dragging it outside with some difficulty, he presented it to Belladonna with a strained flourish.
"Will this do, ma'am? It's the biggest cauldron in town, as far as I know. Of course, I can get a smaller one if you'd like..."
All of a sudden, a woman in an unreasonably poofy skirt strode down the path, her petticoats billowing. The man immediately stood straight upright, grinning nervously. She dismissed him with a wave, turning her attention to Belladonna.
"Hello there, ma'am. You're new here...we don't get very many visitors. What, might I ask, are you planning on doing with those cherries?"
The man piped up quickly, eager to be helpful.
"Ah, Ms. Suiker! This is, uh, um, oh I don't think I ever got your name, ma'am...anyways, she's going to help us grow the cherry trees again!"
The poofily-dressed Ms. Suiker gave the witch a dubious glance, looking her over as though she were silently judging her choice of attire.
"Well then...how do you plan to do that, newcomer? I suppose we need all the help we can get, nowadays..."
Meanwhile, Cinder would find her escape from the cat to be a piece of cake. She would soon find herself in front of a pie shop, with several fresh cherry pies cooling on the windowsill, just begging to be tasted...
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Cinder
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Roleplay posts: 14
Age: Newforged
Physical Description: Cinder's body is made of mana in a fiery green form. She is the size of a golf ball.
Player's online availability : If you tag me I'll know right away and check in
Registered: Oct 26, 2017 18:18:07 GMT -8
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Post by Cinder on Nov 10, 2017 17:48:40 GMT -8
~*'Poof!*-.~
Cinder returns to the physical plane and looks left and right to see the cat was definitely gone. Cinder zips away towards the sensation of heat, heat meant energy. She found the pie shop and located the source of the heat, she wasn't sure what these were but she wasn't some. She wants to just dive in but goes for a more sneaky approach. Before she can be spotted by anything else she slips in under the crust and begins to absorb the nutrients from within the pie. It was her first taste of Overworld cuisine and it was fantastic! The nourishment in Etherealm was more pure and simple, Overworld though had complex flavour in its food, yummy! She loved the cherry sauce in the pie.
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