Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339 
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Apr 5, 2017 9:40:52 GMT -8
 Castle WaltzCastle Waltz is a somewhat run-down castle on a secluded mountain lake. It's clear to any visitors that it was once at the very height of luxury, but has since fallen on hard times. It's inhabited solely by the aged Lord Waltz and a skeleton crew of maids and servants. Lord Waltz, it's said, was once the lord of the entire area. Those times are long past, though. He grew old, and his children rejected the noble lifestyle and left him. Nobody knows why they left, but they've never returned. Distraught by the loss of his children, Lord Waltz's health failed and his estate went into decline. Nowadays, he's bedridden, only kept alive by the continued efforts of his loyal staff. There's considerable debate as to who the castle will go to when he dies, but there are rumors that he has a grandson somewhere. Nobody knows who this boy is, though, as Lord Waltz keeps his will safe under lock and key. |
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Sasha Pierce
Committed
Traveling
Roleplay posts: 61 
Age: 30 years old
Physical Description: Sasha is tall and very toned, yet excellent genes gave her some supple curves. She has olive-toned skin, hinting at Rondi heritage, light brown eyes, and long, black hair that already has a few streaks of silver in it.
Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/jAupKNBr.jpg
and a pack of tools of her trade.
Registered: May 10, 2017 20:13:40 GMT -8
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Post by Sasha Pierce on May 19, 2017 10:57:22 GMT -8
Sasha road the distance toward the castle. The air was frigid and bitter, but there wasn't any snow -- just a temperature that served as a reminder that they were pretty high up. She was aching all over from the journey, but she had a message in her bags that she was sent to deliver, and another duty she wasn't going to say outloud that she was also meant to report on.
Seemed there were plenty of people with their eye on that castle. As she set her horse to a light canter to cross the bridge she looked at it. Rundown. Maybe in bad shape in some spots, but obviously a place of grandeur, once. If that aged king inside was really sitting on a pile of treasure, then that shouldn't be too big of a problem.
Approaching the gates, she drew her horse to a stop and easily slipped off, landing with a weird grace on the four-inch heels of her boots. She waited for some sign of acknowledgment.
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2017 11:13:05 GMT -8
Lost as always, Kelly meandered near the coastline looking for a literal port in a figurative storm to allow her off the island. The last thing she remembers about the trip there was it involved her boat, dynamite, and far too much lubricant. She eventually took her eyes off the map and onto the castle in the distance, piquing her interest.
"Hm...." She hummed to herself. Hefting her backpack over her shoulder more, she headed down a path until she arrived at the castle gates.
"I wonder if there's anything good in this place..." She muttered to herself as she looked for a way inside.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 19, 2017 11:14:16 GMT -8
As Sasha approached the castle, she'd see a remarkable number of people standing around the outskirts of the area. Some watched the castle with spyglasses, others flipped through scrolls and books full of regulations and bylaws, others practiced speeches. They all seemed very anxious, as though they were waiting for something to happen. As she approached the gate, a single guard opened it a crack and peeked out. His armor was old and dented, but seemed to be nicely polished.
"Oh, another one. What do you want, huh? The lord is very ill, and he's not taking visitors. Especially no lawyers!"
The last sentence was shouted loudly, and he threw a stone at a man in a suit who'd approached the opened gate. The man blocked it with a thick book of laws and ran off. The guard then spotted Kelly, and groaned.
"You too! Beat it! The lord's health isn't improved by you vultures constantly knocking on the gates!"
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2017 11:20:10 GMT -8
"Deathly ill, huh?" Kelly asked as she rummaged through her backpack. She hadn't expected anyone to be in the castle but it didn't deter her in the slightest. Eventually she pulled out a potion with red liquid in it with the words "Health Potion" written on it.
"This is a panacea, it's designed to cure all ailments. It should clear whatever condition he has right up. I only have the one potion though, it's difficult to brew."
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on May 19, 2017 12:37:02 GMT -8
Arya's adventures brought her to Castle Waltz today. She had resumed her wandering, and it eventually brought her to this place. She was in need of a bit of supplies, and the large castle seemed like a rather enticing prospect for such things compared to the surrounding wilderness.
As the paladin neared the castle gates, however, she grew increasingly confused. What were all these people doing surrounding the castle? The armored paladin would simply shrug before continuing on to the gate, she would then see Kelly also standing there, "Are you one of the people who live in this castle?" she asked Kelly, not really knowing what to make of the castle and all the strange people surrounding it.
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2017 12:49:28 GMT -8
Arya's adventures brought her to Castle Waltz today. She had resumed her wandering, and it eventually brought her to this place. She was in need of a bit of supplies, and the large castle seemed like a rather enticing prospect for such things compared to the surrounding wilderness. As the paladin neared the castle gates, however, she grew increasingly confused. What were all these people doing surrounding the castle? The armored paladin would simply shrug before continuing on to the gate, she would then see Kelly also standing there, "Are you one of the people who live in this castle?" she asked Kelly, not really knowing what to make of the castle and all the strange people surrounding it. Kelly looked over to Arya, a slight twitch in her eyes. Aw, crap, a paladin. She thought to herself, I'm proper fucked now. Oh well, better die with style."No, I'm a traveling doctor. This guy won't let me in to save his lord though." She said, gesturing to the guard with her head. "I got something that can cure his king and everything!" |
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on May 19, 2017 13:06:10 GMT -8
Arya didn't seem to suspect Kelly much at all at the moment.
"A traveling doctor? Well, nice to meet you, I am Arya," said the paladin, introducing herself before continuing, "What is wrong with the lord of the castle? I can use healing magic if that would be of any help."
She turned her attention to the castle gates then to see if they would let the pair of them in.
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Sasha Pierce
Committed
Traveling
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 30 years old
Physical Description: Sasha is tall and very toned, yet excellent genes gave her some supple curves. She has olive-toned skin, hinting at Rondi heritage, light brown eyes, and long, black hair that already has a few streaks of silver in it.
Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/jAupKNBr.jpg
and a pack of tools of her trade.
Registered: May 10, 2017 20:13:40 GMT -8
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Post by Sasha Pierce on May 19, 2017 14:28:10 GMT -8
"I'm not a lawyer," Sasha said, glancing over at @banditkelly and Arya Shieldheart among the denizens of people that were outside the gates. She was speaking, however to the guard there that was at the gate. Sasha kept her poise and kept her tone low. She reached into her jacket and brought out some folded papers. "I'm an investigator. I was hired to look into certain possibilities of... inheritance... by my employer, and my employer wanted me to share these findings with His Highness, among other business." She twiddled the folded papers a little, the wax seal stamped upon them unbroken. She was not, however, handing them to the guard, but merely showing their existence. |
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 19, 2017 14:56:16 GMT -8
The guard groaned when Sasha produced the papers, hucking another stone at a peeking lawyer.
"Get out of here, you! As for you, miss...you work for lawyers, then. That's just great. I'd tell you to skedaddle before I start throwing rocks at you too, but you have the papers...oh, alright. I suppose you can come in."
Turning to Kelly, he added:
"Is that really a healing potion? I suppose I can let you in, then...but no funny business, you hear? If his lordship turns into a turkey after drinking that, you're getting thrown in the dungeons to rot."
When Arya explained that she had healing magic as well, he sighed.
"Oh, alright. You can come in too. But don't let any of those vultures know you have healing magic, alright? They're waiting for Lord Waltz to die so that they can swoop in and try to snag some loot. That won't work, though. Lord Waltz has a will, and he's given the castle and fortune to...somebody. Nobody knows who. Certainly not his children."
He led the three of them in, closing the door and locking it tightly behind them. The interior of the castle was rather run-down, but it was clear that it had once been extremely luxurious.
"So, then...what brings you three here, hmm? Have you come to cash in on Lord Waltz's misfortune as well? Come to try to convince him to write you into the will? If so, let me tell you right now...it won't work."
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2017 15:04:25 GMT -8
"To be honest, I got lost and wound up here. Such is the life of a traveling doctor, I guess. Though now you have me curious- how come he can't be convinced?"
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
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Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on May 19, 2017 15:43:11 GMT -8
Arya would walk into the castle the situation suddenly making much more sense. She realized then she would probably incur a lot of ill-will towards herself should she heal the lord of the castle, but that was only a small price to pay for Arya as she planned on leaving this place soon.
"Well I came here hoping to restock on some supplies for the road. If you can give me some rations maybe in return for looking at your lord and hopefully healing him, that would be good."
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Sasha Pierce
Committed
Traveling
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 30 years old
Physical Description: Sasha is tall and very toned, yet excellent genes gave her some supple curves. She has olive-toned skin, hinting at Rondi heritage, light brown eyes, and long, black hair that already has a few streaks of silver in it.
Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/jAupKNBr.jpg
and a pack of tools of her trade.
Registered: May 10, 2017 20:13:40 GMT -8
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Post by Sasha Pierce on May 19, 2017 15:52:24 GMT -8
She didn't add onto her lie. Better to just stick with the truth. Sasha tucked the papers away, presumably in a 'safe place' and then glanced at Kelly and Arya who had come up to where she was as well. Were they sheisters and con-artists as well? Who knew.
The tall brunette stepped into the castle, the heels of her boots clicking quietly beneath her as she moved, her thick braid like a black-and-silver snake over one shoulder. Her gaze swept over the foyer, taking in everything. Run down, but not without hope. Dusty. Cobwebs. But nothing a little elbow grease couldn't fix up.
"I'm here because I was hired to be," Sasha answered, and her golden-brown eyes glanced at Kelly. Then Sasha spoke up. "May I use the Ladies room?" Sasha asked the butler guard person. "Sorry to ask, but I've traveled a long way to get here..."
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 19, 2017 16:05:34 GMT -8
The guard chuckled at Kelly's question. Anyone who asked why clearly didn't know Lord Waltz very well. Then again...not a lot of people knew Lord Waltz in general.
"Lord Waltz can't be convinced because he's remarkably stubborn. That's probably the only reason he's still alive, to be honest. He just refuses to die. He's got someone lined up to receive this, some sort of heir...but I don't know who that may be. A grandchild, maybe? Rumor has it that he has a grandson somewhere. Who knows about that, though. However, I do know that it's none of those vultures out there. They claim to be second cousins and great-nieces and nephews three times removed, but none of it's true."
Turning to Arya, he nodded.
"If you could help him, we'd be much obliged. We haven't a whole lot to give you, though. Harvests have been poor, and the pantry has been pretty slim lately. We eat a lot of potatoes and onions nowadays, with meat whenever we can catch something out in the woods. Lately, those vultures have been trapping everything they can catch, and sometimes we have a rabbit to share among all of us. Every Sunday, we get some cheese. We'll definitely give you what we can, though."
He sighed, and his stomach rumbled. He looked up at Sasha's request, sighing.
"Yes, head that way. It'll be on your left."
He gestured down a long hallway, full of cobwebs and ragged tapestries. There were brass lanterns in the walls, but they were tarnished and had clearly not been lit in a long time. Lamp oil was expensive, after all. The trio would notice remarkably few servants and attendants walking around the halls. Ordinarily, a castle of this size would need a small army of staff, but it seemed as though the place were nearly empty.
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2017 16:10:59 GMT -8
As the group walked through the hallway, Kelly silently made note of the details and decorations.
Nabbing that, nabbing that, stealing that, leaving, nabbing that, if I cut off half of it I'll nab that, leaving, no idea what that is but I want it.... She thought to herself as they continued down.
"Could you tell me more about his condition? My panacea should help him the best it can but it would help to know some of his symptoms."
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Arya Shieldheart
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 274
Age: 21
Physical Description: *Physical Description*
Arya stands at about 5'10, with an athletic build composed of lean yet strong muscle due to rigorous training in plate armor most of the time. Arya has pure white hair that tumbles down to just above the small of her back in flowing waves.
Her face holds soft features, which seem welcoming to any who look upon them. Her eyes, which are a ruby red color, always seem to hold a friendly, welcoming glint.
***
Clothes and Equipment: *Clothes and Equipment*
In combat, Arya will almost always be wearing a high quality plate armor made of white plate accented in black. The armor was made to fit the user and is more form fitting than plate armor of a lower quality, which makes it hug her features a bit, while also allowing a freer range of movement. On top of this, the armor is also enchanted, which lends it additional strength in the form of various wards placed upon it. With the armor, Arya also usually has a dark navy blue cape that is enchanted to protect her from the elements that may affect a user wearing full plate normally.
Arya's sword, which she carries at all times, appears to be made out of pure gold and is ornately crafted, though in truth it is only golden in color. The blade seems to always gleam with holy energy. The source of the blade's holy energy seems to flow directly from Arya's soul, the blade and its wielder's soul linked by a powerful bond. The golden metal sword is so much a part of Arya that she can easily cast holy magic or light magic through it as she fights with it, and if one were to hold the blade, it would surrender everything of Arya's being to that person, including every memory, thought, and emotion she had ever experienced and is experiencing at the time. If the sword, which is nigh indestructible, is destroyed, however, Arya would die.
At other times, she wears more mundane clothing, though it typically consists of a cloak that is a dark navy blue, similar to her cape while she is wearing her armor that is also enchanted to protect it's wearer a bit. For the most part, she summons most of her equipment through the use of light magic, except for her sword.
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Registered: Jan 10, 2016 15:07:58 GMT -8
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Post by Arya Shieldheart on May 20, 2017 16:37:54 GMT -8
Arya grew a little concerned as the man explained the castle's condition as far as food went, and a small frown formed on her features, "No... it's fine. Just give me whatever you can spare, and if you can spare none, then that would be fine too. Now, where is your lord? I would like to see him, and see if I can heal him," she said, her voice a little bit quieter as she spoke to the man about healing the lord.
Arya was a very skilled healer, skilled enough to be able to heal almost anything short of death, from injuries to illnesses. She did this through the use of her holy magic.
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Sasha Pierce
Committed
Traveling
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 30 years old
Physical Description: Sasha is tall and very toned, yet excellent genes gave her some supple curves. She has olive-toned skin, hinting at Rondi heritage, light brown eyes, and long, black hair that already has a few streaks of silver in it.
Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/jAupKNBr.jpg
and a pack of tools of her trade.
Registered: May 10, 2017 20:13:40 GMT -8
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Post by Sasha Pierce on May 21, 2017 19:11:56 GMT -8
Sasha traveled down the hallway, away from the others in search of the so-called restroom. Her heels clicked quietly beneath her, and when she got to the restroom door down the long hallway, out of sight from the others. She opened the door so that sound could be heard, then she quietly murmured a spell that silenced the step of her feet. She closed the door to the restroom, then made her way further down the dusty hall to check for anything else that might be curious... listening for any eerie sounds, looking for anything that might be... interesting.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 21, 2017 21:57:54 GMT -8
The guard turned to Kelly when she asked about the lord's condition.
"Well...he's very old and frail, so it could be any number of things. He's very weak at the moment, so your healing potion would be much appreciated..."
He stopped walking, staring at Kelly suspiciously. The guard seemed to be sizing her up, trying to judge whether or not she was up to something. He glared at her, glancing at her bag and weapons.
"Say...are you sure you're a doctor? You've got an awfully suspicious look about you, like you'll try to rob me the moment I turn my back. I've seen your kind before, miss. I deal with them all the time. Is that really a healing potion? Can you prove it? You know the rules...no lawyers allowed in the castle!"
He continued to glare, reaching for the mace on his hip. When Arya spoke, he glanced over at her, his face softening. He trusted her, of course. She had a trustworthy kind of face. He didn't know quite what it was, but she just had a friendly look about her.
"Oh, it's no trouble at all, miss. We'll give you what we can."
Meanwhile, Sasha wandered down the dusty hall. She passed rusted suits of armor and cracked vases as she went, but found nothing of interest. Eventually, she reached a balcony that overlooked the lake. Stepping onto the balcony, she would see an elderly man in what looked to be a nightgown sitting there in a rocking chair. He looked up at her slowly with tired eyes that had clearly seen far more than he cared for.
"Hello there, miss. You're not a robber or a lawyer, are you?"
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Post by Deleted on May 21, 2017 23:03:49 GMT -8
Kelly laughed.
"Oh, I get that all the time. I think the term is "resting bitch face"? My friends say I look mean but once you get to know me I'm actually quite charming. It doesn't help that my last name is Robber. Dr. Kelly Robber. And yes, of course this potion will work. In fact, I may have something to reverse his aging."
Kelly rummaged through her bag and pulled out a potion with the label "Baby" on it. She swirled its contents around a bit.
"Made with the waters of the Fountain of Youth itself. It won't turn him into a child, but it'll definitely give him back some years and prolong his life. If it's a matter of old age this should do the trick."
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Sasha Pierce
Committed
Traveling
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 30 years old
Physical Description: Sasha is tall and very toned, yet excellent genes gave her some supple curves. She has olive-toned skin, hinting at Rondi heritage, light brown eyes, and long, black hair that already has a few streaks of silver in it.
Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/jAupKNBr.jpg
and a pack of tools of her trade.
Registered: May 10, 2017 20:13:40 GMT -8
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Post by Sasha Pierce on May 22, 2017 7:07:23 GMT -8
The further Sasha went down the hallway, the more she was able to see that maybe not all of the castle was just in bad-repair. The crack in the vase now made it worthless. The rust in the armor now made them obsolete. The cobwebs and the dust... perhaps it hid more dismal and poor upkeep than Sasha first thought.
A gentle frown came to her face and she was about to reach out to touch the frame of a painting -- to see if it would crumble off into her hand -- when instead she felt a soft breeze and noticed a gentle light. She moved further down the hall, her hand moving across her body to rest lightly on the grip of her sword, her Rondi brown eyes sharp as they looked for details yet unseen.
But instead, she came to a balcony, the doors partly open. She pushed on one, and stepped outside, and saw the entire view of the lake. It was pretty, but... for some reason, Sasha felt as if there was a great loneliness gnawing at her heart. Perhaps it was this loneliness that was gnawing at the castle as well?
She was caught off guard by the old man in his nightgown, sitting on the chair. Sasha frowned with concern when she saw him. "No. I get paid too well to be a robber, and I have a moral code, so I am not a lawyer," she said. "What are you doing out here? It's bitter and cold," she stated, reaching up to undo the cloak she'd arrived in. If he'd allow it, she'd tuck it around him as it was still warm with her own body heat. If not, she'd stay her hand but would obviously be displeased.
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