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I have sampled a tincture of my own design.
I am.
Good.
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Knight came into my shop asking for a “forever weed” any fellow herbalists or botanists have any clue what the fuck he’s going on about.
The day before was still fresh in his mind as he sits within his shop. Despite his lingering thoughts he still had normal work to do. It was back to making tinctures and testing combinations. He had a particularly intense one he was planning to spend his night with.
A soft chime tingles as the door opens. A customer, or a supplier, or perhaps even a guest! All three are well enough possibilities. He turns, words starting before thought.
“Hello there traveler! I offer aid and assistance of all sorts. What do you…”
His voice trails off as his eyes land on the body in front of him. It’s less the man, and more the crest that they wear. The same as the lady that had been here the night before, and clearly someone capable of violence.
Shit. Well. He supposes he deserves what may happen here. But, it is simply a may. Not a will.
“…seek?”
@totally-normal-squire
The squire knocks on the door, and sits down on the stoop to wait. They'd walked the entire way here wearing their former knight's armor. Sure, it doesn't fit too well, but it's better than nothing. They've got their own sword, at least. They need to find their sister. Helping out with the farmers' issues is just something extra they'll do.
...it's warm today. Nice.
@totally-normal-squire
*Bec opens the front door of the KPS to find Harley already waiting*
Ah, Harlequin. Come on, I have horses ready to go. I also packed us lunch for the road. If we make good time we should arrive in the afternoon.
You asked sir and here I have come, What more did you wish to speak upon? - Sir Aldric the Green @knight-in-tarnished-armor
Thanks for coming. I couldn't get a hold of Sir Thorn, who said he was willing to help, but @ser-sura and @solemnsword will be joining us. I'd like us to have a plan rather than just come in, swords swinging. The priestess is obviously the biggest problem, but there may be more afoot than we know.
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A face to the name occupation, though it's nearly never shown.
(mini doodle while I work on his visuals, but! here is your man. come get him he's being sent to the dungeons for his behavior and he will like it down there)
There is a great yet hollow rap on the KPS door before it opens, and a great Knight in darkened armour marches through. It halts, towering afore Ser Bec's desk- then saluting, and bending its head respectfully to her.
"I have heard tell of increasing troubles in the area of late, and also of your call for assistance in such matters. I have come to offer my partial service- to those innocent, and too weak to defend themselves." Their words are flat, though certainly a little pointed- voice slightly echoed within its helm. "You may call me Ser Solemn, if I should be called on for such matters." 🔹 @solemnsword 🔹
Hm. *Bec measures the unknown knight from head to toe* Ser Solem, is it? I'm Bec. Nice to meet you. It would be helpful to know what are troubles have you heard about, in case there is something we haven't picked up yet. But my greatest concern is this weird cult going around talking about crucifying sinners. We already have *one* church burning people alive for no good reason, I don't feel great about another showing up.
📿 - A dream your character believes is prophetic @oraclejalon
He smiles, the question one he hadn’t heard in quite some time. He thinks back on that day, that night. The things he did to experience something this strange.
A thick, disgusting potion was finished the night before. The kind of combination that promises a man wonder, and truth. Though it does not promise a truth understood.
“I was in the forest, deep enough I didn’t recognize the trees. I could feel something making my heart pound in my chest. It didn’t seem like fear. I wasn’t scared after all, I was invigorated.” His voice comes in a soft hum. As if he were recalling a birthday, or memory of closeness. “Despite the urge to run my eyes couldn’t help but scan the ground. I wasn’t searching, I was just looking. Then, I saw it.”
He shifts, pulling a notebook from one of his desks within the shop. He flips through the pages. Within ranges from scribbles to detailed drawings. All strange, all unique. He stops to show one- a flowering vine, depicted in extreme detail.
“This. It has no name, and I have never been able to find it. My dream ends before I can use it, but the feeling it gave me- it has to be something. Something useful. Something unique. I have been looking for it ever since.”
