Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Sept 3, 2018 10:35:05 GMT -8
Roxanne frowned, staring at the unclothed and blood-soaked young man before her. Clearly, he wanted her coat...but she didn't want to get it covered in blood. Besides, she didn't want to get cold.
"You should find something...but not my coat. It'll be all sticky from all the blood. Why don't you turn into a dog for a little while? It'll...be better for walking around in the woods. Less dangling. I certainly wouldn't want to walk around the woods naked."
She eyed the mutilated corpse on the ground, giving it a prod with the toe of her boot. She'd have to remember not to make these Taingaardians mad. They seemed to have an awful temper, and she had no intentions of getting smashed with a rock.
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Taingaard
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Land of The Thousand Faces
Roleplay posts: 125
Age: 1100
Registered: Jul 9, 2018 12:06:58 GMT -8
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Post by Taingaard on Sept 3, 2018 13:29:14 GMT -8
"I-I should find something?" he asked surprised and then nodded as his body shivered. "I can't shape change right now, I'm too exhausted. She hasn't given me much food the last couple of days..." Gilbert explained. He looked down on the witch and cringed - it was hard to understand that pulp had been face a few minutes ago. The witch wore a coat but it was drenched in blood and brain goo and Gilbert decided against the idea. In the end he was just standing there and shivering looking around.
"S-so where are we going now? I can't remember the d-direction." he said and looked to Roxanne. Of course he understood that she couldn't have her coat dirtied and was ready to make the trip as he stood.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Sept 12, 2018 18:00:30 GMT -8
Roxanne soon realized that Gilbert would not be able to find any sort of garment anywhere, and sighed. She didn't want to give up her jacket, but she definitely did not want to walk around with a naked young man through the woods. What would people think? Sighing, she pulled off her warm fur-lined coat, offering it to Gilbert.
"I changed my mind. Here you go, put this on. Please. It'll, uh, be good for you."
Now that her coat was off, Roxanne realized that it wasn't nearly as cold as she'd thought it had been. It was a little chilly, but she really didn't need the jacket...although she really missed the soft, comfortable fur and extra warmth. Perhaps a sip of Brunn's liquor would do her some good. Pulling the bottle from her backpack, she took a gulp, then another. Coughing as the drink burned its way down her throat, she offered it to Gilbert.
"Here, drink this. It'll build your strength up."
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Taingaard
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Land of The Thousand Faces
Roleplay posts: 125
Age: 1100
Registered: Jul 9, 2018 12:06:58 GMT -8
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Post by Taingaard on Sept 13, 2018 8:38:57 GMT -8
Gilbert lit up with a smile as Roxanne handed him the fur lined coat she had been wearing and he was quick to wrap it around himself. "Thank you so much!" he said as Gilbert immediately felt how it served to keep his body nice and warm. It was definitely a nice quality too and he almost didn't want to think about having to give it back.
True as Roxanne noticed, it was indeed summer in Taingaard and especially in these southern parts the weather wasn't half bad - unless you were stark naked of course. Brunn's liquor would definitely serve to inject Roxanne with some extra heat and she'd feel that even fingers and toes would keep their temperature better now.
Gilbert reluctantly took the bottle of liquor recognizing it being that of Brunn. "Brunn used to take a small sip of this when he was out 'walking me'." he said with a slightly shameful expression, taking a gulp of its contents before handing it back to Roxanne. "This is not bad stuff, a little weak though." he said and wiped his mouth. "Who are you anyway?" he asked curiously as they started making their way through the forest and Gilbert felt his strength slowly return.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Sept 18, 2018 10:24:29 GMT -8
Roxanne took the bottle, holding it up to the light for a moment to see how much was left. How could Gilbert possibly think it was weak? It was definitely hard liquor, harder than anything else she'd ever put in her mouth. What on earth had Gilbert been drinking? Maybe they just brewed stronger drinks to keep warm so far up north. She certainly did feel warmer than before, even more than when she'd had the coat on.
"Me? Oh, I'm Roxanne. I'm just a visitor to Taingaard. I was looking for a job, and Brunn asked me to help find his little dog...which I did, I guess. So, uh...what should we do now? Go back to Brunn and explain the situation? He seemed reasonable enough..."
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Taingaard
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Land of The Thousand Faces
Roleplay posts: 125
Age: 1100
Registered: Jul 9, 2018 12:06:58 GMT -8
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Post by Taingaard on Sept 18, 2018 13:10:17 GMT -8
Holding the bottle up Roxanne would see that the bottle was nearly empty Gilbert having taken quite the mouthful with only two fingers height remaining in the bottom of the bottle. As they moved along Gilbert closed her fur lined coat around him - not only because of the temperature - but also because the forest floor was full of thorny little bushes that would constantly rip in the coat and once in a while a bird would dive down trying to steal the coat away though Gilbert determinedly held onto the coat despite the merciless attacks. But little could Gilbert do as the coat had started to tear a few places from the rough journey.
"A visitor? Oh where are you from?" he asked curious. "Yeah I guess I've learned my lesson. Never drink and shape shift again." Gilbert said and chuckled a bit. "I-I don't think I want to see Brunn again lest he demands I act like his dog a few hours a day anyway. Perhaps you can tell him that the witch had cooked me or something like that?" he asked Roxanne as they continued through the forest. "Also I think I'm starting to regain my strength to a level where I can shift again. So when we reach the outskirts of the forest I'll go back to being a dog and run back home. I'm grateful for you coming and saving me though!" he said with a wide smile.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Oct 3, 2018 17:18:43 GMT -8
How had the bottle gone so quickly? Roxanne sighed, disappointed at how little was left. Raising it to her lips, she took a couple gulps to finish it off and flung it into the woods. As the glass shattered, she turned to Gilbert, somewhat distressed to see the state that her beloved coat was in. Why had she given it out to him in the first place? Perhaps the inescapable gossip about walking around in the woods with a nude young man wouldn't have been so bad...
"I'm from Isra, much further south...or at least, that's where I live. I was born up north, almost as far north as Taingaard. I kind of missed it, so I came up to try and find some work...any sort of work, really. And don't worry, I'll tell Brunn that his sweet little dog was eaten by a witch. Please don't let him see you as a dog, or he might not believe me."
As they walked, she glanced around at the path until she found what she was looking for: the red collar, lying on the ground. She picked it up, holding it gingerly between thumb and forefinger as she pocketed it. Perhaps Brunn would find some consolation in its return.
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Taingaard
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Land of The Thousand Faces
Roleplay posts: 125
Age: 1100
Registered: Jul 9, 2018 12:06:58 GMT -8
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Post by Taingaard on Oct 7, 2018 12:50:26 GMT -8
"Is-ra?" he mused though it didn't really give him any hints. Most Taingaardians were happy to travel and knew about the world - at least from story. However Gilbert seemed to the odd exception. "I will make sure I learn more about that place." Gilbert said with a smile. He mused and rubbed his chin dragging Roxanne's cape close to him. "I think they have quite a bit of work in Skulhøy. They are kinda odd but people always talk about how well they've been paid on missions up there." he said and narrowed his eyes. "The other tains usually try to pay you in 'honor', rumor has it." he added with a wry smile. "I won't... I think I'll try practicing with another kind of animal instead." Gilbert said and gave Roxanne her coat back. "Thanks for you help, I can make my way back from here. Good luck out there, Roxanne!" he said as his body morphed into that of a dog and two barks later and he was off towards Brynjefors. [Exit Brynjefors]
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Oct 7, 2018 13:20:55 GMT -8
Roxanne waved at Gilbert as he morphed into a dog and ran off towards town. Looking over her coat, she sighed. What a sorry state it was in! She'd have to have it cleaned and repaired...perhaps she'd find a tailor here, or just have Dixie fix it when she got home...no, it'd be better to have it fixed here. After all, it could get awfully cold all the way up in Taingaard, and she didn't want to be without her beloved jacket for any longer than she had to. Stuffing it in her pack, she started making her way back towards town. Maybe after she delivered the "bad news" to Brunn, she'd head up to that Skulhoy place. She certainly liked well-paying work, and much preferred getting paid in money to "honor"...whatever that meant.
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