Day 8 of @arcana-echoesāāā Echoes of the Past event- Familiar! Ā To read my other entries, click here.
She shouldnāt have stayed out past sundown.Ā
For her first time being out by herself for so long, she was sure being cocky. The city looked so different at night. Was she going the right way? This street sort of looked familiar in the lamplight. Maybe she should turn back...
Turning slightly to her right, Elvira saw a small side street. Maybe this was the one? She was trying to find her way back to her shop without the aid of anyone, not that there was much of anyone around this late (nor would she have willingly asked someone for help). Asra had gone on a trip and left Elvira alone to run the shop. He said it was toĀ āhelp her regain her independenceā, or something. She was sure her friend was full of it, but he left without much of an objection from her. She could take care of herself, she was sure of it.
But, considering the fact that she was currently wandering through Vesuvia searching for her home, she may have been a little too confident in her own abilities. Asra had offered to help her map out her way back home once more before he left, but she refused. She was sure regretting that decision now. The dark haired woman walked a few feet more before deciding to turn back to the side street she was peering down earlier. It was dark and she was wary to go down the street alone, but what choice did she have? Taking in a deep breath, she straightened her spine and walked down the cobblestone road.Ā
After a few moments of walking, she heard a shuffling and what sounded like animal claws against the cobblestone. Elvira froze, looking around to see what could have possibly made the noise. But, she could only make out the vague shapes of things in the darkness of the alleyway. She took in another deep breath and held out her hand. Imagine holding a ball of light, just like Asra told you.... A weak ball of light formed in her outstretched palm. It illuminated only about a foot of space to either side of her, but it was better than nothing. Emboldened by having a bit more visibility in the darkness, she continued forward.Ā
The scratching sound followed her down the alleyway as she carefully made her way down to the other side. As she got closer to the building at the end of the walkway, she noticed a glint on it in the moonlight. It had a dark stained wooden door with a crescent moon shaped window, and Elvira recognized it as the shopās back door. She sighed in relief, knowing that she had finally found refuge from the darkness of the night. However, before she could take another step, a small animal scurried in front of her path, knocking into a crate that had been placed there for refuse outside of the building directly across from her in the alleyway. Elvira whipped around, her magelight shining brighter with the rush of emotions she was experiencing. In the light, she saw the creator of the sounds she had been hearing: a small, black dog, with white speckles going up its legs and chest.Ā Ā
Stray dogs were not uncommon in Vesuvia. However, this dog was unlike any of the other strays she had seen on her previous trips out of the house with Asra. It was a puppy, and seemed to be hairless. The tiny thing was shivering next to the crate, looking up at the woman before them. Elvira felt a shiver go through her when her eyes met the dogās, but she blamed the cool night air and pulled her burgundy shawl closer to her body. She shook her head to herself and extinguished her light as she turned back to her shop. Her palm pressed against the wood as she murmured the spell that cancelled the cross-me-not charm she put on the door. Another shiver ran through her as she reached for the door handle, and she was filled with the sudden thought that she was missingĀ something.
The dark haired magician whipped back around, getting the sudden urge to look at the dog once again. When she did, her breath caught in her throat. This puppy, once feebly huddled again the wooden crate, was now sitting at attention in front of her. It was sitting in the direct line of moonlight that had been peeking out from around the corner of the building across from her. Elvira couldāve sworn that it was glowing. She crouched down to be closer to the dog and got a good look at it.Ā
āWas that you?ā She squinted at the dog in the low light.Ā āWere you the one that made me feel like that?ā Momentarily, she felt silly for talking to a street dog. But, to her surprise, the dog barked back as if responding to her question.
ā... Did you just... answer me?ā
The dog barked again and Elvira was taken aback. Why did she know that these two barks were affirmatives? She supposed that Asra could interact with his snake, Faust. Maybe this was kind of the same thing. Did all magicians have this ability?
āSo... Youāre a stray, huh?āĀ
Another affirmative bark.
āYeah, yeah... I guess I am, too, in a way.ā She held a hand out to the dog. It sniffed her hand warily, and Elvira was filled with a very quick flash of unease.Ā āDonāt worry, I donāt bite. Although, I probably should be worried that you do.ā
The dog barked again at her and she snorted.Ā āNo, I suppose you couldnāt do much damage with those little teeth.ā She caught herself mid-chuckle, realizing that she was very much having a conversation with a street dog as if she knew what it was saying.
āOkay.... Maybe Iām missing Asra more than I thought...ā She shook her head and stood up, turning once again to go to the door. But, she found her feet stuck to the ground. She didnāt want to move. Her brain was telling her feet that they should take a step forward, but they didnāt budge. There was something about this dog that she couldnāt place, but she knew that somethingĀ about it was calling out to her. Elvira turned back around to find the dog still sitting there.
āYou know, I donāt think I could take you in. Iām not sure if I even like dogs, and I certainly donāt know how to take care of one.ā
A few more barks.
āI mean, Iāve met street dogs like you. But Iāve never had one. It couldnāt possibly work out. Weāre too different, you and I. It could never work.āĀ
A whimper.
āWell... youāre right... It is a little cool out here. And Iām sure youāre a little lonely.ā
Another whimper.
āYeah... Me too.ā She crouched back down and scratched behind the dogās ears. It seemed to really like that, for Elvira felt a warmth spread through her.Ā āFine... I guess I could let you come in for the night. Maybe until Asra gets back. Iām sure heād know what to do with you.ā The dog happily wagged its tail and barked, turning around in a little circle. Elvira picked the dog up, squinting at it from all angles.Ā āYou donāt look like you have pests or anything.ā
The dog barked at her again and she clicked her tongue.Ā āYeah, I know you donāt have hair. You can still get bugs... Right?āĀ
A huff.
āI donāt know, either. You do need a bath, though. You smell like garbage.ā Tail wagging and tongue panting, the dog was clearly happy to be in her presence.Ā āLook, I donāt know what kind of life youāre gonna have with me... But Iāll do the best I can. You got a name?ā
Another huff.
āHm, no... I guess you wouldnāt, since youāre a stray and all.ā She stood up, dog in her arms and looked up at the moon. It was full and bright, and the sight of it filled her with a feeling she couldnāt quite place.Ā āHow about I call you... Luna?ā The dog barked at her, and she knew it was an affirmative one. Elvira smiled for what it seemed like the first time in a long time.Ā āGreat. I like it too. Now, cāmon. Letās get you into a bath.ā She walked toward the shop once more and felt another chill go down her spine. This felt right, like it was meant to be. She picked up the dog once again and looked it in the eyes.
āLuna, I think this is going to be the start of a beautiful friendship.ā
The dog barked once again and licked her face. She laughed and continued into the shop. That night, after a nice warm bath and a meal of skinless chicken, Luna and Elvira fell asleep next to each other on the bed. Little did they know that every night that followed would end in the same way.
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Day 7 of @arcana-echoesāā Echoes of the Past event- Occupation! Ā To read my other entries, click here.
Running the shop has been the only job that Elvira has ever had. Much like her aunt before her, her shopās main items of sale are herbal remedies imbrued with magic. Of course, she and Asra make the usual magical items and do the usual fortune telling services that one would expect in a magic shop. But, when Marina was alive, she taught Elvira how to make the all of the salves, lotions, compresses, and tonics that she kept in stock at the shop. She also sells a few of her own blends to herbal teas (she grows the tea leaves and flowers herself).Ā
Another thing Elvira does is help people with their plants! If a plant is dying and a person doesnāt know why, they can take them to Elvira and have her diagnose them. Sheās kind of a plant doctor, in a way. Sheās also been known to sell some trimmings of her exotic plants that can be propagated into new plants, particularly her Devilās ivy and many of her succulents.Ā
Day 1 of @arcana-echoesāā Echoes of the Past event- Hometown!Ā To read my other entries, click here.
On the west side of Venterre lay a faming community collectively known as Calmedra. This area of Venterre is known for its smaller, more spread out farmlands. Whereas much of the countryās exports are grown closer to the middle of the country, this community is known more for its self-sustaining farms. The community is one of much seclusion. Because many of the farms are further apart and fewer to come by, much of life is contained to oneās own plot of land. While the people there are not unfriendly, many live in the area to be to themselves.Ā
The Casimiros came to Calmedra from Tzatec, a small port town northeast of Nopal by the Emerald Sea. Ignacio and Camilaās plans were to travel all around the world on foot and see many different places. However, that all changed when Camila became pregnant and the couple decided to settle in one place to raise their child. They found a house while wandering through Calmedra and bought the plot of land it was on. Like many of the surrounding farms, the Casimiro farm was a wide plot of land with grassy fields and good soil. The farm was mostly self-sustaining. They lived off of much of what they produced on their land and sold all of the surplus in surrounding towns and villages. Altogether, they were very happy there. Even though Elvira loved growing up in Calmedra with her parents, she had inherited their sense of adventure. If her life had been different, she wouldāve left as soon as she could.
86. Do they have anything that they consider a good luck charm?
Her ring and necklace! Elvira has a ring and necklace set given to her by her Tia Marina that she holds more dear than anything else. She truly believes that not wearing them will lead to bad things. Sheās very superstitious in that regard.
89. Does your character like the ocean, or are they more of a land person? Perhaps they prefer specific bodies of water, like ponds and rivers, or specific locations on the land, like forests and mountains?
Elvira doesnāt hate the ocean (or any large body of water), but she much prefers to stay in an area where she feels the ground beneath her. She doesnāt trust deeper waters, with what may or may not lurk down there. Typically, she can be found lying on the shore/riverbank getting some sun on a trip to the water, but she can be coaxed into having a little swim.
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So, this song is called Sabor a Mi, which directly translates to āA Taste of Meā. Look at the fucking lyrics in English:
(These are stylized and not a direct translation, but the context still remains)
I just imagined Elvira singing and playing this on the guitar post-resurrection, and Asra having to hear it. He remembers her telling him what the lyrics meant all those years ago. And heās just frozen, taking it all in and not noticing the tears rolling down his cheeks. Because Asra, whether romantically involved with Elvira or not, is the only one that really knows her at that point, who she used to be and how sheās changed. He may be the only one who will remember the person she used to be. And he knows that they may not be together forever. But, he knows he will always have that ātasteā of her. He will always be the one that knows her the best and that will stay with him forever. And, vice versa, she will always have that ātasteā of him. Even with all of the things heās kept from her, she can read him so well and knows his moods. They will have that connection for the rest of their lives, and the song makes him realize that.
Since Elvira is so clingy when she sleeps, she has to make sure her hair is tied up before bed. If she doesnāt, thereās a 95% chance her partner will wake up drowning in her hair.
