The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
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Dec 29, 2019 15:56:47 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 29, 2019 15:56:47 GMT -8
The clattering become thoughtful for a moment. "You know, that's a-" Then the sound of a bunch of things going horribly wrong resounded all the passed the kitchens. "HOLY DAMN ASS PISS MELONS! Sorry, no time to talk!"
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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 29, 2019 18:40:52 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 29, 2019 18:40:52 GMT -8
"okay okay let me come help you then" Olive goes back into the kitchen to help him. "look you don't have to do this" Olive says fixing up the chaos that ensues as soon as she left the kitchen.
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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 29, 2019 19:04:21 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Dec 29, 2019 19:04:21 GMT -8
It seemed to Olive that the amount of work that needed to be done at any point was always greater than the amount of work that can be provided, much to the dismay of the baker himself.
And to make things worse, any attempt to convince him to stop simply doesn't work, he keep citing this or that reason for why he can't, all the way up to and including "My grandmother owned this bakery and I damn well won't let it burn down!"
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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 29, 2019 19:50:45 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Dec 29, 2019 19:50:45 GMT -8
"tell me about your grandma then. What was she like?" Olive asks trying to make him realize that all of this isn't real.
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
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Post by The Raconteur on Jan 2, 2020 4:57:58 GMT -8
"My Grandma?! I dunno, old?! I'm sorry, I can't think when there's so much work to be done!" Olive only heard more clattering of several kinds.
Back to square one I suppose.
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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/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Jan 2, 2020 19:16:12 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Jan 2, 2020 19:16:12 GMT -8
Olive decides that she might have to do something extreme. She whistles a tune while grabbing a bottle of oil and lubing up the bakery. Olive grabs a box of matches. "Mr. Baker can you go outside please" Olive asks the man as she doesn't want to roast him.
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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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Jan 2, 2020 19:20:42 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Jan 2, 2020 19:20:42 GMT -8
The baker isn't even paying attention and won't until it becomes a problem.
However, funny enough, his workload reduced a small amount upon oiling the building.
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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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Jan 2, 2020 19:24:41 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Jan 2, 2020 19:24:41 GMT -8
Olive strikes a match and drops it into the oil. She rushes into the kitchen takes the baker's hand and looks around for a back door. After spotting one, she drags him out of the door before the bakery becomes engulfed in flames.
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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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Jan 2, 2020 19:50:04 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Jan 2, 2020 19:50:04 GMT -8
As soon as Olive grabbed the baker, he did his best to stay, doing an exponentially better job than Gloria in her attempts, but it simply isn't enough. "My bakery! My grandmother's legacy!"
Tears filled his eyes as he was dragged out of the building.
Then the whole building became an inferno.
He finally broke free from Olive's grasp. He ran a few steps and collapsed onto his knees.
He just watched as his supposed life's work went up in flames.
But then he got thinking.
"Wait, how did I get h-"
He clutched his head in immense pain, then began crying out in agony.
The whole world stopped, and then, all the buildings disappeared.
The whole world became a white void.
After a few moments he settled down, got up and wiped his tears from his face. "I just had to live through the death of my grandmother again, so I'm going to have to kick somebody's ass later." He extended his hand. "My name's John, nice to meet you Olive."
Regardless of if she took it, he said. "How do we get out of here?"
A cursory glance would allow Olive to find Reginald, Gloria, and a figure in a cloak about twenty-five yards away.
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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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Jan 2, 2020 20:46:46 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Jan 2, 2020 20:46:46 GMT -8
Olive leads John over to where Gloria and Reginald are before walking off and approaching the figure in the cloak. This person didn't look like they belonged here especially with how mysterious and secretive they seemed.
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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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Jan 2, 2020 21:50:52 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Jan 2, 2020 21:50:52 GMT -8
As soon as Olive approached, the cloaked figure became more clearly female, and had many accessories adorning her. "Hey there, you must be Olive. I'm Sarah, the court mage. Now before you ask, no Reginald and Gloria didn't need to snap me out of this debacle, my wards are strong enough to hold off the illusion's invasions." "She was just kinda sitting in the market square waiting for us to find her." Reginald explained. "She could have tried to look though!" Gloria fumed. "But that would have been hard, and incredibly inefficient with my time, you all would eventually come to me, because everyone else would ignore me."
Gloria was about to say something, but decided against it.
John however, broke the silence. "So, how do we get out of here?" "Well, we have to warp the illusion a little bit, which should no longer be hard."
Sarah focused deeply. "Okay, this is wa harder than it originally seemed." She opened a hand-sized hole wherein a long and dark hallway could be seen. Sarah started to breathe heavily and then the portal closed. "Alright, I'm going to have to pull out all the stops."
Sarah began making a giant magic circle. "This is going to take a while, so feel free to do something while you wait."
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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/
Registered: Oct 10, 2019 13:43:23 GMT -8
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Jan 2, 2020 22:29:08 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Jan 2, 2020 22:29:08 GMT -8
Olive nods and decided to use this time to talk with the others. It's odd how suddenly everything disappeared. "so John what do you normally do, as I assume you're not a baker" Olive inquires to the man. Seems like this time she is the new one to the group.
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
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Post by The Raconteur on Jan 4, 2020 2:09:31 GMT -8
"I'm a guardsman, hired to protect Mrs. Fletcher, just like everyone else here; as far as what I do for the group, I'm a sort of surrogate quartermaster. I keep all the weapons nice and shiny as well as making sure everything is noted and in order." John explained.
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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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Jan 5, 2020 15:47:24 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Jan 5, 2020 15:47:24 GMT -8
"I see. Keeping weapons in good condition is just as important. What good would a dull blade do in combat" Olive sits down near John. "how did you all get into this messy illusion?"
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
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Jan 5, 2020 19:53:06 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Jan 5, 2020 19:53:06 GMT -8
"Well, much like everyone else, I was trying to get Mrs. Fletcher to Isra by Yuletide. I and Sarah were the ones saying that the pretty rocks were probably not to be touched, but nobody cares what a guard says, even if they are a veteran." John continued.
"Hey, they were really pretty rocks!" Reginald countered.
"Yeah, and poisonous plants are really pretty too." John counter-countered.
"Everything of value has risks associated with them, we just didn't realize that the risks outweighed the rewards." Gloria added.
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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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Jan 6, 2020 15:38:16 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Jan 6, 2020 15:38:16 GMT -8
"Hopefully we can figure this out and find Mrs. Fletcher. She couldn't have wandered off too far right?" Olive wasn't sure how time worked in this illusion. She hoped that the woman was still in the woods or at least not too far. She is already sick of these cursed woods.
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
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Jan 6, 2020 20:32:30 GMT -8
Post by The Raconteur on Jan 6, 2020 20:32:30 GMT -8
"Who knows?" John asked pessimistically.
That thought was interrupted by Sarah announcing that preparations were complete.
Everyone gathered around the newly made magic circle and watched as Sarah did some stuff they didn't understand and then a portal barely large enough to fit through if you crawled appeared.
"Excuse the tight fit, it was the best I could do." Sarah apologized.
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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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Jan 6, 2020 20:43:39 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Jan 6, 2020 20:43:39 GMT -8
"you did good Sarah. Thank you for your help I greatly appreciate it. You all head on out first" Olive smiles kindly at the group even though some of her methods were a little less than kind. She couldn't be happier about getting out of this hellscape, but it's also important to let others go first.
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The Raconteur
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Roleplay posts: 98
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Post by The Raconteur on Jan 7, 2020 2:07:21 GMT -8
The others didn't see a reason to wait and did as instructed.
After everyone had gone in, all of them stood in an extremely dark stonewrought hallway that branched off to the left.
The only light came from torches that lined every wall with an almost disorienting level of similitude. None of them were higher or lower than the others, none of them had a different color than the others, they even burned in synchronous.
"I guess we go left, there's no other way to go..." Reginald suggested. "Something feels off about this place." Sarah warned. "It's not another illusion is it?" Gloria asked, somewhat panicked. "No, this is real, and that's why it's dangerous." Sarah answered.
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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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Jan 7, 2020 13:53:32 GMT -8
Post by Olive Atwood on Jan 7, 2020 13:53:32 GMT -8
"well left it is. At least they were kind enough to provide us a light" Olive grins at her comment before drawing out her long sword. The blade freshly sharpened before she made her trip to the forest. "I'm just glad we're out of the illusion" Olive taps the walls wondering if the hallway was underground and would lead to an opening or into a room if they were indeed in some sort of building.
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