The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 13, 2019 21:10:19 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 13, 2019 21:10:19 GMT -8
The man walks over to a nearby wall covered in different types of weapons and pulls a sword, which then he stared at intently. "Have you been having strange dreams? Because I had one where I was in a forest with some woman, and there were more people I think?" He put down the sword and rubbed his temples again. "I think there may be a sickness of some kind giving the people around here nightmares, I know of at least four others that have had the same problems as I. Nightmares along with these blasted headaches!"
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Olive Atwood
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Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
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Dec 13, 2019 21:14:03 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 13, 2019 21:14:03 GMT -8
"I think I've had something like that but I can't remember much. Seems like we both have the same ailment" Olive thinks for a second. "I don't even know where this is all I remember is this is what I think I do"
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 14, 2019 9:18:58 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 14, 2019 9:18:58 GMT -8
Then something strange happens, Olive could swear she heard her mother's voice. "Olive dear, come out from the garden, dinner's ready!"
But when she turned back to face the source, she only sees Mr. Ultea carrying a heavy load of some sort of metal she can't identify. "Olive! What are doing still standing there?! Come here and help me with the door like I just said!"
It is at this point that her headache worsens by a lot, and she starts to see images of events from the past. Or are they from the past? She can't tell.
Then it subsides and quickly as it was induced, and her headache returns to average levels.
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 14, 2019 19:58:30 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 14, 2019 19:58:30 GMT -8
"what is going on" she mutters under her breath. Something isn't adding up. What are these other images she keeps seeing? She goes and gets the door for the blacksmith. "sorry about that, sir. I seem to be unfocused today. I'm feeling a little nostalgic. Remind me again how I came to learn under you here?" She asks.
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 14, 2019 20:55:49 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 14, 2019 20:55:49 GMT -8
Mr. Ultea hefts the materials onto the counter for a moment of respite. "You came to me not long ago to..." The entire world except for Olive and the customer stops.
Everything stands still for about three seconds, and then continues as though that never happened.
Then Mr. Ultea continues. "...Seek an apprenticeship and pay for something, I can't remember, what was it again?"
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 14, 2019 21:18:59 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 14, 2019 21:18:59 GMT -8
"what is going on?" she waves a hand in front of customer's face. "did time stop? Why aren't we frozen then?" Olive asks the adventurer. "Who are you anyways?"
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 14, 2019 21:40:51 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 14, 2019 21:40:51 GMT -8
The man looks up at Olive, and then down at his hands. "I'm Reginald, and I'm..." He contemplates his next words. "I'm a tanner's apprentice... I think." Suddenly, his face lights up. "That's what I was here for, a tanning knife!"
He then starts looking for a suitable knife for which to prepare leather.
Mr. Ultea pulls Olive aside, and in whispered tones, asked. "Are you sure you're feeling alright, you're acting very strange."
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 14, 2019 21:48:17 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 14, 2019 21:48:17 GMT -8
Olive shakes her head as the time starts again. "I'm not sure. I think I need to lie down. I'm not feeling very well." She retreats to a quiet corner of the shop rubbing her eyes slowly. "Come on Olive, remember something" she groans. Maybe it's all a dream and she needs to wake herself up. She tries to pinch herself hard.
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 14, 2019 21:55:28 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 14, 2019 21:55:28 GMT -8
As she pinches herself, a very strange thing happens... she feels both the pain of being pinched and the sensation of pinching, but not the connection between them, almost as though she were having a pinching match of some kind.
And after that, everything suddenly feels fake, her immersion is completely broken and she sees the entire world for what it is... an illusion.
Suddenly, everything flows back, she finally remembered why she was there and what was going on, but in turn, her headache became immeasurably more painful.
"Ṣ̸̡̮͌t̷̮͖̭̽͠a̶̰͍͇̕y̴̜͔͑̿" (Stay)
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 14, 2019 22:11:47 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 14, 2019 22:11:47 GMT -8
"stay?" Not like she was able to go anywhere. She is stuck inside a log still. For now, olive would like the world to stop spinning and her head to stop hurting. Ouchy Ouchy. However, she knows that everything around her is fake but she still isn't sure about that one adventurer. She walks around the store slowly. Everything in here is tangible but still fake and unreal. Hm how odd is that...
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 14, 2019 22:26:19 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 14, 2019 22:26:19 GMT -8
"Are you okay?" The customer asked, outstretching his hands. Before Olive can even answer, Mr. Ultea replied. "Yeah, I'm fine, my back hurts a little." The man looks at Mr. Ultea incredulously. "Good to hear, but I was talking to her." Mr. Ultea looked behind himself briefly and then back at the man. "There's nobody there." The man gaped. "How can you not see her, she's-!" Then he clutched his head between his hands and collapsed to his knees.
A moment later, he got back up and looked around frantically. "Where's Ms. Fletcher?!"
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 14, 2019 23:21:34 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 14, 2019 23:21:34 GMT -8
"you're looking for that Fletcher woman too?!" Olive couldn't believe her luck. That's why this adventurer was having the same headaches as her. "are you also a Fletcher? You seem awfully familiar." Olive must have seen him somewhere before. She couldn't quite place it.
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 15, 2019 8:19:59 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 15, 2019 8:19:59 GMT -8
"I was sent with her to make sure that she didn't get hurt. Where are we? One second we were in a forest, now I'm here and they're not." The man then starts frantically checking his gear to make sure everything's in order, which by his expression, clearly is not. "If only Sarah was here, she'd make things make sense."
Mr. Ultea picks up the materials and goes back into the workshop portion without another word, from what memories Olive had implanted in her head, he would never do that if there was a customer in the store.
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 15, 2019 12:24:37 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 15, 2019 12:24:37 GMT -8
"we'll be able to find her, don't you worry," Olive says to Reginald before following the man back into his workshop. "Mr. Ultea?" she wasn't sure if she was still invisible to the man. Olive watches with curious eyes at what he could be doing.
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 15, 2019 12:50:05 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 15, 2019 12:50:05 GMT -8
Mr. Ultea make no response, confirming to Olive that she was indeed still imperceptible by him.
Reginald looked reassured by Olive's kind remark, if still a bit worried about the general situation. "Thank you." Suddenly, he is struck by a thought. "Wait a minute, maybe the other people who have been having headaches are my comrades! If so, we have to find them!"
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 15, 2019 16:19:57 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 15, 2019 16:19:57 GMT -8
Olive nods "sure, that sounds like a good idea. Lead the way please." she quickly searches herself to see if she still carries her longsword on her. If not then she grabs one off the wall before joining Reginald.
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 15, 2019 19:50:13 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 15, 2019 19:50:13 GMT -8
Olive finds that she was indeed without her gear, wearing only a strange-looking smock.
After choosing the best looking sword from the wall, she followed Reginald outside the shop.
False memories showed this quaint town in a familiar light, even though Olive could tell they were horribly fake. It was a town like any small town, it had everything you could hope to want in the middle of nowhere: a blacksmith (obviously), a general store or two, a tavern, etcetera.
Reginald immediately went for the tavern. Reginald looked in from the doorway. "I heard there was a particular barmaid that was suffering from headaches and strange nightmares, and this is the only bar in town." Inside, it was extremely busy, the barmaids and drinks constantly in motion. As Reginald tried to enter the tavern, he was immediately bombarded by confused patrons bumping into him before he was pushed under a table, where he decided to stay and recollect himself.
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 15, 2019 21:57:08 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 15, 2019 21:57:08 GMT -8
"is one of your companions here?" Olive asks looking around at the festive sight of drinkers around her. The confused patron did alarm her slightly. Most people seem to have a merry good time. Could these people not see her too? She watches as Reginald crawls under a table. "hey what are you doing down there?" Olive questions in a firm voice. Hiding under tables isn't a very noble action to take.
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
Registered: Nov 16, 2019 18:44:18 GMT -8
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Dec 16, 2019 18:56:20 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 16, 2019 18:56:20 GMT -8
"I'm fine, thanks for asking!" He yells over the bustle. "Moving around without running into anyone when none of those people can see you is new to me alright?!"
Reginald then peaked around the room meekly, attempting to find his comrade without causing a ten man pileup. "I can't see her from here, but she's gotta be around!"
Just then, a group of twenty or so men bust through the door and threaten to take Olive into the tavern as well.
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Olive Atwood
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 6ft
Eye color: Hazel
Hair color: golden blonde
Olive has a slim yet muscular build.
Art Source: https://www.deviantart.com/guweiz/art/Archer-573092302
Clothes and Equipment: Often times she is seen in leather armor and boots with a steel breastplate, and iron armbands. with a quiver of arrows on her back along with her trusty dark oak bow with gold engravings etched into the wood and a steel blade at her hip. When she is not in her gear, she can be seen wearing a ruffled summer dress and a sun hat to match/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Dec 19, 2019 17:07:17 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 19, 2019 17:07:17 GMT -8
Olive decides to have a little fun and trips a few of them as they walk through the door and steps out of the way from the rest of the men coming through. She stands up on a table and loudly calls out "Can anyone see me?"
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