Momo the Storyteller
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Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Apr 14, 2020 7:05:59 GMT -8
There was a short, quiet sound behind his mask - maybe a chuckle - but nothing more from him.
The cat meandered out from under the chair after she had sat down and trotted after the bedrooms, turning around the corner and disappearing into the hall of the ground floor. It would be after she finished her meal and a couple minutes more that the blasted creature appeared once again from the hall - toting one of the children's dolls in it's mouth from Viessa's room. How the hell did the damned thing get in there?!
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Viessa Beiris
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Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Apr 14, 2020 7:18:06 GMT -8
She was beginning to hate the cat (not really). She brandished her drink and stalked over to the cat, threatening to dump the thing on him when she said, "Drop it, kitty." How on earth HAD it gotten into her room? She had locked it behind her, hadn't she? And she could have sworn she had put all of the things away into her bag for travel. It seemed that she wouldn't be traveling any time soon if the cat had his way.
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Momo the Storyteller
Committed
Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Apr 14, 2020 7:30:41 GMT -8
She only made two paces towards the animal when it bolted for the front door, which had just become occupied by the inn keeper with a bucket of water - where the little beast tripped him up in it's run and the poor man flopped on the floor to be drenched by the entire bucketful as a result.
The masked man in red didn't stir from his book in the slightest.
The cat ran out several paces from the threshold and stopped to turn back and see if it was being followed.
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Viessa Beiris
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Apr 15, 2020 4:34:25 GMT -8
She sighed and didn't chase the stupid cat, she instead turned to help the innkeeper after he was drenched. "That wretched animal," she hissed as she glared balefully in the cat's general direction. "I need to get that toy back before some child thinks I threw it out or something, but the cat stole it. I am sorry he got you drenched." She went between cursing the animal and apologizing, for she had not meant to get anyone caught in the crossfire between her and the thief kitty.
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Momo the Storyteller
Committed
Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Apr 18, 2020 4:49:06 GMT -8
The man leered after the cat, but his expression eased when he turned to Viessa - thankful for her help in getting to his feet and gather his bucket. He gently shook his head. "I'm just thankful it was water, but it's all right. I am well, so feel free to go punt that little monster," he huffed, waving a hand after the fiery feline as it began to saunter off with it's tail high and chin up.
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Viessa Beiris
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Apr 19, 2020 6:17:59 GMT -8
"If he wants to saunter off with the toy, I will let him for now. I will find the toy later. Let him think he won. It will keep him from bothering us at least for a moment, aye?" Bastard cat, she thought. She didn't really want to keep the dolls and toys for the fact they belonged with children, but it was still a gift and she would have to get it back eventually before the child who gave it to her thought she threw it out or something, but she wasn't worried about it right this second. "He somehow got into my room, I will have to put a barrier spell up to keep him out if that is permitted?"
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Momo the Storyteller
Committed
Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Apr 19, 2020 18:59:27 GMT -8
The man blinked at the mention of the spell and he hesitated slightly before he answered. "A spell? What... what will that mean? Will it do anything to the building? Will I be able to tend to your room?"
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Viessa Beiris
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Apr 21, 2020 6:27:11 GMT -8
"It will only keep magical beings and other sorcery out of the room. It will only last for as long as I am here, for I would break the spell before I leave. No harm will come to you or your inn, I promise you that." At least, she thought, not by her hand. She would not be surprised if someone else tried to do anything.
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Momo the Storyteller
Committed
Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Apr 22, 2020 18:45:55 GMT -8
Her words seemed to comfort the man greatly and a hint of a smile returned to his lips as he shifted the bucket in his arms. "Then feel free to do what you need to, to keep your things safe. And let me know if there's anything I can do."
The cleric might feel eyes on her back once more as the man in red was watching her once again.
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Viessa Beiris
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Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Apr 27, 2020 6:18:04 GMT -8
She nodded and sat back down to finish her breakfast first, grumbling a little about that stupid cat. At some point, she had enough of feeling stared at and turned around to look back at the man in red. "Is there something you have on your mind for me to know or are you just going to stare?" She was already annoyed and he wasn't helping.
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Momo the Storyteller
Committed
Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Apr 27, 2020 7:03:13 GMT -8
He didn't respond immediately, and still remained stationary like a statue with his nose pointed at the book - which still hadn't seen much movement.
"I can help you with that animal, if you want."
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Viessa Beiris
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Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Apr 27, 2020 17:30:52 GMT -8
"I would like the doll back, it was a gift from a child," she said, "but what price will I have to pay for your help with the cat?" She lifted a brow, not intimidated like the priest had been by the men in red.
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Momo the Storyteller
Committed
Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Apr 28, 2020 17:16:42 GMT -8
"Nothing. I got my price in the entertainment this morning," he chuckled, closing the book and setting it down on the table. "I think I know where the animal went."
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Viessa Beiris
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Apr 29, 2020 5:36:27 GMT -8
"Alright..." she said with a tilt of her head. The man mystified her, she peered at him for a long time and wondered why the mask was there and other such. She wondered if this was the same man in red from the church but did not voice her question. Surely he wasn't some dastardly fellow.
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Momo the Storyteller
Committed
Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Apr 29, 2020 7:43:31 GMT -8
Considering the uniform between these men in red were so similar and only certain details were different between each one, it was all too easy to mix them up. Perhaps that was the intent. But he stood and stretched with a quiet grunt with his arms over his head for a second. On his feet, his robes were seen as an odd cut that revealed the tighter material and few pieces of dull steel in armor around his arms and torso - like that mask. He would walk past her with a subtle gesture of his hand and a short command, "Come."
He would lead her out of the inn, should she follow, and a short distance through town to the double doors of a large and currently empty barn - one of them standing partially open. He would open it further and step in first, and point out the damned feline across the building in a pile of straw with the doll still in it's tiny jaws.
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Viessa Beiris
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on Apr 29, 2020 17:15:31 GMT -8
She followed the masked man silently, biting her tongue so as not to say something snarky when she perceived him to be short with her. Instead, she wondered what he looked like under the mask and why it was necessary, to begin with. Her curiosity only grew when he pointed the cat out in the barn. Now how did he..? She sighed when regarding the asshole cat and the stolen doll. "Now how do I get the blasted toy from him?" It wasn't as if the kitty was cornered at all, there was plenty of room for him to take off. "And why are you singling me out, kitty?" she asked in annoyance. She moved to approach the cat slowly.
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Momo the Storyteller
Committed
Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on Apr 29, 2020 20:52:17 GMT -8
"Maybe just ask it," the man sneered, remaining by the door as she passed him to approach the animal.
The cat dropped the doll between it's front paws and looked up at Viessa, the tail flicking to the side before it let out a small meow.
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Viessa Beiris
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on May 1, 2020 7:13:15 GMT -8
"You needn't be so snide," she bit back, her eyes flashing. It was no wonder the priest didn't like the men in red. She rolled her eyes upward in exasperation and then said to the cat, "May I please have the doll back, pretty kitty?" She wanted to elbow the dude, seriously. She felt like a fool asking for a cat to give a child's toy back.
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Momo the Storyteller
Committed
Yes, I'm a cat. Yes, I tell stories. What? You never seen a storytelling kitty before?!
Roleplay posts: 70
Registered: Jan 27, 2020 6:44:27 GMT -8
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Post by Momo the Storyteller on May 1, 2020 7:45:39 GMT -8
The response was rather quick. The cat sat up and hopped up onto it's hind legs, and then it was consumed in fire - a fire that grew though did not seem to rage out of control despite how fast it grew. It became larger than Viessa and then seemed to whisk away like it had been drawn to a central point to disappear - leaving a bulky man in red, with more plates of armor than cloth that were painted, standing mere feet away from Viessa with the child's toy dangling between two pinched fingers in her direction.
"You want it? Take it," barked a deep baritone voice from the metal, shaped helm.
The one by the door pulled the door shut behind him and slid a locking bolt on the door into place, locking all three of them inside.
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Viessa Beiris
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Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 24
Physical Description: She is of average height, with dark hair and eyes. She has a delicate face unmarred by freckles or other blemishes. There is an aura of purity about the young woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: White Robes
Simple, wooden staff for protection
Sandals or boots depending on the weather
Cloak
Dagger
Light travel gear such as a bedroll
Donkey to carry gear
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Registered: Feb 8, 2020 19:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Viessa Beiris on May 1, 2020 7:59:52 GMT -8
"What the deuce?" she asked in surprise. Then there was anger as she faced the one that had been that asshole cat. "I knew something was wrong with that blasted cat." She crossed her arms over her bosoms and raised a brow. "And what is it that you want from me that you have to lock me in a barn?" She did not make the mistake of approaching the armed man, for she was unarmed at the moment save for a dagger. "You would challenge an unarmed woman?"
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