#holypath

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          {♠} —; Of course. Somehow one way or another she ends up finding her way around protecting other people. That, or she ends up gathering materials. This time it was a little bit of both however she at least knew her company. That much was fine with her at least.

          {♠} —; They’ve been wandering the outskirts for a while, and she’s keeping an eye out for whistles. She adjusts her blade, casting the reflection of light from the blade into the forest outside. So far, so safe. She looks at Ophilia.

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

Primrose gently put her hand on top of Ophilia’s shoulder, stopping her in her tracks. “Ophilia, please hold for a moment.” The two girls were about to head outside, but something had caught her attention.

“It would be a disservice to your beauty to let you go out like this. Pray, let me...”

As she was speaking, Primrose readjusted the blouse her friend was wearing: starting with the collar, then moving to the sleeves and straightening them. With a final movement, she took both sides of the garment and made sure there were no more unsightly creases on it.

Satisfied with her work, Primrose smiled. “I know it isn’t clerical duty, but you must still care for your appearance. If not for yourself, for me.”

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          {♠} —; As the festival had began, Sonya was searching for activities to partake in. She had already gone blade dancing with Primrose, so perhaps there was something more she could do. The Flower Wreath Crafting looked quite enjoyable, but she could never have asked someone to do that with her. At least, not if she didn’t provide her own materials. So for now she took to Snowdrop Gathering.

          {♠} —; She holds a basket in her arms, kneeling down here and there to pick some flowers and place them gently within her basket. She hums gently as she does so, taking small strides so as to make sure she doesn’t accidentally step on flowers. As she continues on her way, she sees a familiar figure. Ah.

  Exploration is key when it comes to learning about one’s new environment. Even with night slowly falling over the region, a particular building stands out as a blinding beacon. Alfyn stares for several moments, trying to catch sight of people through the window.

  Blonde hair catches his eyes and a wave of excitement flows through him, Alfyn hurrying to the door before he can stop himself. Knocking who? He doesn’t know what that is!

  The door opens with a (somewhat) gentle pull, apothecary’s mouth open to speak before he becomes heavily enamored by the items occupying the building. Alfyn blinks, remaining one foot into the room and the door open at his back. He shivers, finally fully stepping inside.

  … Right, he came over here for a reason, correct?

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          {♣} —; Volunteering herself for guard duties, she picked out among the crowd who she believed would be the most fun to be around. By most fun though, of course she meant whoever looked like they couldn’t fend for themselves. This blond girl seemed simple enough. 

          {♣} —; With her staff in both hands, she approached the girl, smiling before putting a hand on her shoulder. Loki’s read on her was fairly right, but she felt....off in her judgement. Maybe there was more to her than meets the eye? She’ll just have to watch how it unfolds.

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          {♠} —; Kind eyes, a reserved and innocent gait. Among the people that were in a small town Sonya knew this kind best. After all, she used to walk among them back at her priory. All this time in the village and yet it seemed she hadn’t found one of those. If she’d known sooner she’d have helped out at it.

          {♠} —; After finishing off her cup of tea she would stand up, approaching the girl. She made sure to wave to her so she was acknowledged. When she finally arrived, she crossed her arms and smiled.

          {♠} —; “Good evening.” she begins. “Pardon my curiosity, I’m still not quite acquainted with everyone in this town. Correct me if I’m wrong, there’s no priory in this town, is there? It’s just...” Sonya pauses, looking the girl up and down. 

In this world of white, the snow remembers your footsteps. Is this what you want? Is this where your wish will take you, further and further? You must remember yourself as you continue forward.

The Fields of Theama call for you. In their crystal city of ice, the reflections of things familiar and unfamiliar will rise to greet you like an old friend. Venture inwards and listen to your soul. You must brave the maze and return with something from your own world. Reach into the looking glass, abandoning riches and temptations. What you pull out will be your own, and only your own.

link to trial thread: here! / 990 word drabble. item or power?: power requested affinity: n/a requested element: n/a requested item/power: holy light.

In this land of ice and snow and sorrow, you have prevailed.

It is one step. Take care to remember that the path you take has an ending beyond your vision.

Pray before the statue of Her Lady within Her holy abode and reminisce about what you desire. The glass shines.

You have regained the ability to use your holy light. It’s luminescence is bright and true… and cold, much like the freshly fallen snow on the ground. This chill is blinding. Use it wisely.

muse name: ophilia clement trial number: 1 link to threads & word counts: her thread page is here! she is submitting a completed thread, found here! (968 words)