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[OPEN] The Wayfarer's First Steps..
WHO: Rinwell and YOU!
WHAT: Exploration and education in a new world..
WHEN: October
WHERE: The Free Cities -- Cadens proper, and Cadens Outpost 003
NOTES: Bracket text or prose welcome, will adapt to what you do!
I. CADENS OUTPOST 003
[ Since that magical message encounter, Rinwell has been even more suspicious lately of her hosts, and a reluctant participant in conversations with anyone native to the region who works at the Outpost. Small and suspicious, she's likely made a name for herself by hiding behind the pages of any books she can get her hands on: all extremely dry and extremely boring, even the one she bought in the city.
Other times, she finds herself making a hike up one of the towers, so she can take advantage of the view of the terrain stretching out all around the outpost. The city lies in the distance behind them, and the dunes stretch out and ripple with heat. Since she's quiet, and tends to perch out of the way with her book, the on duty guards leave her be, occasionally stopping to check she's had enough water when it's particularly hot. She can even sometimes be found there a few hours before curfew, gazing at the stars.
If approached, her book is open on her lap but unread, eyes firmly on the sky above. Then, a frown, before she turns to acknowledge your arrival with a question: ]
Is the sky here weird to you?
II. INNER CITY LIVING
a) [ There are regular wagons that head back and forth into town, and the latest outlanders have at least shown they're not opposed to work. Rinwell sometimes assists with loading, but for the most part, she'll board in the morning and not return to the Outpost until the latest time possible. Whether or not it's for her own good.
The Free Cities are amazing in their own right, at least to someone who's world has been under the thumb of another for centuries. In the short time she's been here, Rinwell has made herself known to several book sellers, as well local sweet merchants in the marketplace, and has started getting to know the local routes around town. Even here, old habits die hard, and she keeps her head down - most won't glance your way if you look like you know where you're going, after all.
That usually works, save for when you turn a corner and collide with someone coming the other way. ]
Oh! [surprise, as she stumbles back, before balance is lost and she lands on her rear with a wince] Ow..! Hey! Watch where you're going!
b) [ Now, with the rumblings of an approaching holiday, she can't help but linger near where the tailors peddle their wares, admiring the local fashions. She's no Shionne, the Renan was no slouch as the group's resident fashionista, but the gifted garb from the outpost is simply practical, not pretty.
One seller in particular catches her eye; though there are many pretty hair ornaments and trinkets, one particular gilded butterfly pin has her attention. ]
Oh, that's so pretty..
III. PAGE TURNING
[ The first time she was shown the first of several public libraries, she'd almost overstayed her welcome. Fortunately, at least one of the librarians has a soft spot for eager young learners, and Rinwell is not above using that to get access to books!
There's too much she doesn't know that she doesn't know. So she starts digging into things, at least, as best she can without drawing too much attention with her reading choices. History, of course, starting with the Free Cities; Magic is a little harder to get her hands on - they don't need it here, don't care for it here, or so the sales pitch goes (and the looks she gets imply she's a little too interested for their comfort when she asks). And of course, local myths and legends, old stories - all the better to get an idea on the difference between historical fact and historical fiction.
She's engrossed in making her newest set of notes, so much so that anyone approaching won't be noticed. It may take slamming a book on her table to get her attention! ]
IV. WILDCARD
[ OOC: PM me here or discord/plurk if you want to discuss anything in particular. Otherwise, drop me a top level and we can roll from there! :) ]
WHAT: Exploration and education in a new world..
WHEN: October
WHERE: The Free Cities -- Cadens proper, and Cadens Outpost 003
NOTES: Bracket text or prose welcome, will adapt to what you do!
I. CADENS OUTPOST 003
[ Since that magical message encounter, Rinwell has been even more suspicious lately of her hosts, and a reluctant participant in conversations with anyone native to the region who works at the Outpost. Small and suspicious, she's likely made a name for herself by hiding behind the pages of any books she can get her hands on: all extremely dry and extremely boring, even the one she bought in the city.
Other times, she finds herself making a hike up one of the towers, so she can take advantage of the view of the terrain stretching out all around the outpost. The city lies in the distance behind them, and the dunes stretch out and ripple with heat. Since she's quiet, and tends to perch out of the way with her book, the on duty guards leave her be, occasionally stopping to check she's had enough water when it's particularly hot. She can even sometimes be found there a few hours before curfew, gazing at the stars.
If approached, her book is open on her lap but unread, eyes firmly on the sky above. Then, a frown, before she turns to acknowledge your arrival with a question: ]
Is the sky here weird to you?
II. INNER CITY LIVING
a) [ There are regular wagons that head back and forth into town, and the latest outlanders have at least shown they're not opposed to work. Rinwell sometimes assists with loading, but for the most part, she'll board in the morning and not return to the Outpost until the latest time possible. Whether or not it's for her own good.
The Free Cities are amazing in their own right, at least to someone who's world has been under the thumb of another for centuries. In the short time she's been here, Rinwell has made herself known to several book sellers, as well local sweet merchants in the marketplace, and has started getting to know the local routes around town. Even here, old habits die hard, and she keeps her head down - most won't glance your way if you look like you know where you're going, after all.
That usually works, save for when you turn a corner and collide with someone coming the other way. ]
Oh! [surprise, as she stumbles back, before balance is lost and she lands on her rear with a wince] Ow..! Hey! Watch where you're going!
b) [ Now, with the rumblings of an approaching holiday, she can't help but linger near where the tailors peddle their wares, admiring the local fashions. She's no Shionne, the Renan was no slouch as the group's resident fashionista, but the gifted garb from the outpost is simply practical, not pretty.
One seller in particular catches her eye; though there are many pretty hair ornaments and trinkets, one particular gilded butterfly pin has her attention. ]
Oh, that's so pretty..
III. PAGE TURNING
[ The first time she was shown the first of several public libraries, she'd almost overstayed her welcome. Fortunately, at least one of the librarians has a soft spot for eager young learners, and Rinwell is not above using that to get access to books!
There's too much she doesn't know that she doesn't know. So she starts digging into things, at least, as best she can without drawing too much attention with her reading choices. History, of course, starting with the Free Cities; Magic is a little harder to get her hands on - they don't need it here, don't care for it here, or so the sales pitch goes (and the looks she gets imply she's a little too interested for their comfort when she asks). And of course, local myths and legends, old stories - all the better to get an idea on the difference between historical fact and historical fiction.
She's engrossed in making her newest set of notes, so much so that anyone approaching won't be noticed. It may take slamming a book on her table to get her attention! ]
IV. WILDCARD
[ OOC: PM me here or discord/plurk if you want to discuss anything in particular. Otherwise, drop me a top level and we can roll from there! :) ]
IIa
The little maneuver was excruciatingly painful on his new prosthetic, but one would never guess by looking at his face or gait.]
I would say you're the one who missed the bigger spectacle of the two of us. Perhaps it's time to visit an optometrist?
[His tone is cool and a little condescending, but he's speaking truthfully when he says that he sticks out the most of both of them. He is the only deer in the Free Cities, after all, and he has a rather hard to miss rack if he does say so himself.]
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But Zeugles don't talk. And whatever else she was expecting, it's certainly not anyone who talks like Louis does. Brown eyes go wide, before, very slowly, she picks herself up. ]
I.. I'm afraid I don't know what that is. [Or what you are, as it happens] ..And sorry.
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An optometrist is an eye doctor. [He crosses his arms and cocks his head. It's just a normal head motion, but it looks much more dramatic with all the antlers moving with him.] And I take it you're not from this world, if you don't know that?
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She does go still, however, at how direct his question is. Was it really that obvious? He is so much more out of place than she is, after all... She may be young, but her reply is careful:]
I haven't had a reason to go to any healers recently. But if there is such a doctor back home, I can assure you, they're not someone I'd have access to.
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A word of advice: if you want to blend in, you ought to learn what the locals consider common knowledge.
[He has absolutely no hope of blending in, but she looks close enough to the humans around here to do so.]
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They haven't exactly been keen to let us stay out too long since I got here. And common knowledge tends to be things they already expect you to know. [her voice is lowered some; not all that long ago, she was on the opposite side of things. Funny how the worlds work.] But I will keep that in mind. Thank you.
[ That part, at least, is said somewhat earnestly. ]
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[The thank you was unnecessary, but it does speak well to her manners. Okay. Maybe Louis doesn't have to be a complete jerk to her.]
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[ There's a flat tone for that last part, though Rinwell doesn't roll her eyes. There's enough legitimacy behind the request that, well...
The girl's face then forms a frown of its own. ]
..I take it you don't reside at one of the other outposts.
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[If it's not clear from Louis' skeptical tone, he thinks that's BS.]
No, I don't reside in the outposts. I came here originally in Thorne, and then I left Thorne to live in the Free Cities. The leadership here hasn't sought to exercise control over us... so far.
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Her eyes do widen at the mention of Thorne, however. ]
Someone mentioned that place to me. They were confused that I wasn't in a dungeon? At least I can say that isn't something that's happened to me here.