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Post by Lady Keyke Runi on Jun 1, 2023 14:34:29 GMT -5
A place often forgotten by many, inhabited by many, and welcomes so few. Darkveil truly lives up to the rumors I have heard, dreary and scary for the naive, a field of opportunities for those deep in the underground. I truly believe it would be a funny sight to see, a young child in monochrome doll fashion calmly walking down the road with little care in the world. Looking at either side of me, I could see the criminals ready to jump me, or I could simply guess which way they would come from and make eye contact with them. More often than not, eye contact with me throws people off more than me finding them. There was one person on this street that came forward without worry, Rosemary peeked out from under my hair and ruined their whole mask. Even without these basic people knowing my name or my business, I can easily instill fear into them from just my mannerisms. My looks are my first line of defense, second is my friends. A ways ahead of me I could see Nit looking at the building till we could find the designated location that this magical painter was lost. By even the stupidest thought, it sounds like a fun activity, but in my mind I can't help but think, what if the creatures left the painting? I quickly push aside the thoughts of unlikely possibilities and focus on the main goal, where is the uninhabited house that hasn't been claimed by a gang yet?
NPCs: Nitin Ashwood(Earth Domain Apprentice) Rosemary(Water Pixie[No Cap]) Quest Name: Paint me like one of your Sol City girls Participants: Two or more Location: Darkveil Post Requirements: 5 post per person, 200 words per post Reward: +1 Renown Description: An ambitious painter in Darkveil has created a magical painting that allows viewers to enter the work of art. However the spell has malfunctioned, causing the artist to become trapped inside their own painting. They now need help, someone to go in, encounter the obstacles that have now come to life and save the painter from their own spell. The details and story of the painting can be entirely up to you. Have creative freedom with the story of this quest.
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Post by Ulrich Ambriz on Jun 4, 2023 19:27:12 GMT -5
Ah, Darkveil City. Ulrich found himself here again, which didn’t surprise him that much anymore. It seemed as though he’s been here quite a bit more frequently recently than previously. Of course, that would mean that Fate had plans for him today.
He’d heard tell of a painter so immersed in their craft that they endeavored to find a way to bring their works to life, literally. The last anyone heard from them was that they would find a way, even if it had to be through some sort of magic.
Well, said painter hasn’t been seen since. Long enough to have everyone theorizing what happened to them. Everything from his claims angered the wrong people to his paintings eating him up whole. Paintings don’t do that to people, could they? Painters could bring their works to life, but not literally. Who was to say that the painter hadn’t found some type of magic to make that a reality?
Anyways, Ulrich found himself looking for the painter’s house. He must’ve happened upon the story of the painter for a reason. Someone just so happened to give him the details of the house for a reason. Fate’s got this funny way of having him stumble onto another adventure, and this situation was no different.
He found himself standing just outside the fence to a house. The aura of it felt empty, as if no one had been inside it’s walls for a couple of weeks now. Their mailbox was filled to the point that the mailman had resorted to just piling up the newer mail underneath it.
“Well, looks like this is the place. I have to say, it’s a little eerie when you get a good look at it.”
The Behir curled around his shoulder looks up towards the empty seeming house. The pixie resting upon his head nods in agreement.
The mustache on Lil Frijole’s face begins to wriggle. “Yes, you can say that again.” The young behir says.
“I hope nothing bad has happened to them, but given the state of things, it’s more than likely.”
The group stood there so focused on the house that they didn’t notice another group of peculiar looking individuals making their way towards the house as well.
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Post by Lady Keyke Runi on Jun 11, 2023 23:23:37 GMT -5
As we approached the building location, I could see... just some guy with some very conspicuous companions. Though in this city, the random dude is probably the most suspicious out of the three of them. I raise my hand towards Nit, grabbing his shirt tip and yanking it backwards. At the sudden pull of his shirt. He had simple paused before feeling as if he was about to be dragged and the power slowly increased to direct him what to do. He quickly turned around and tilted his head at me. I waved my hand to the house and group focus in front of the building. "This looks like our place." As glance around as he looks at the group standing in a way that gives a very opposite effect of the entire town. Much less, as I squint my eyes, I could see a little pixie, looking around and looking completely different from Rosemary. This makes me pause, as I flip my attention between the team and my group, I could only think 'how does he have a pixie? Much less, what element must I lookout for?' I lifted my hand to form a deep thinking concentration as I analyzed more of this group, taking in weapons and possible ways things could go bad. Rosemary who say my confusion quickly tapped my shoulder and pointed to a small window to the building's back way. I gave her a nod and telepathically 1 spoke to Nit, "Hide outside and watch them, I'm going in."
With a final nod, I rushed around the buildings with cover and sneaked up a latter to smoothly hop into the hidden window.2 The final landing allowing me to land softly and neatly, only to have Rosemary follow quickly behind. From here I start to look around the house, observing as much as I can. 1. Message2. Cat's Grace
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Post by Ulrich Ambriz on Jul 10, 2023 4:05:19 GMT -5
Ulrich stood there staring at the house; that feeling of emptiness lingered as his eyes searched everywhere upon it’s surface. His eyes scanned from window to window and then quickly looking up towards the roof. Maybe there was a way inside from the roof? Yeah sure, if they even had access to their rooftop.
In the middle of his contemplation a thought occurs to him. His eyes slowly focus on the front door and then a chuckle escapes him. He turns away from the house at the ridiculous thought.
“We could always try the front door, right? No, that’s idiotic. If their door was just unlocked like that it would have to be a trap, surely.”
The young Behir and the pixie exchange glances at one another; a bit of mischievous laughter went on between the two. As Ulrich was too focused on his contemplations, Lil Frijole slithered over the top of the fence— Aella following closely behind him. The Pixie lands on the handle of the door, and she watches patiently as Lil Frijole makes his way up to it. She gently floats down and lands upon the Behir’s head as he wraps his tail around the handle, twisting it.
Ulrich finally realizes that he’s stood outside the fence alone. Realizing Lil Frijole and Aella are nowhere near him, he turns back to the house. He’s met with the sight of Lil Frijole wagging his tail and Aella smiling at him sitting comfortably upon the Behir’s head. The door was practically wide open behind the two of them.
His shoulders sink, and he brings a hand up to rub his temples.
“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me.”
Ah well. At least that makes getting inside the house easier. He wastes no time, gracefully hopping over the fence and making his way over to the two mischievous children.
“Great job, you two. But next time, say something before going off and doing things like this, okay?”
The two smile at him brightly as he gently pats Aella on the head and scratches underneath Lil Frijole’s chin. The three of them poke their heads into the front door. The light coming in from the outside casts their long shadows into the dark house. Ulrich’s eyes dart about searching for anything suspicious— he didn’t actually think that there would be anything there to find, but one can never be too careful.
“Looks like the coast is clear.” He says stepping into the house first. Lil Frijole and Aella following him in.
He reaches back to shut the door gently. “We’ll just close that. Don’t want anybody walking by and seeing it wide open, do we?”
Lil Frijole and Aella nod in agreement.
The house already felt empty from the outside. The feeling was even stronger now that they were in the building. Looking around, they could see that the house was a mess, but it definitely looked as though whoever lived in the house hadn’t been here for a long while.
“Okay, where the heck is this painter?”
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Post by Lady Keyke Runi on Sept 19, 2023 16:43:04 GMT -5
It didn't take much longer for Nit to reply to me, "They entered the house, sounds like they're looking for the painter as well. Keep cautious." I smile and respond, "You know I will be." With a flick to Rose, we share a smile and move forward, lightly. I softly open the door of the room, peeking into the hallway. I don't see much, just trash scattered everywhere. No paintings, no artist, no goal currently in sight. I point to Rose to go out. She swiftly follows my request, zooming through the hall to find the room with the most amount of trash outside.
I stay inside the room I'm in, a mini study, most likely used for having close relatives over. It did not take Rose long to find the room. She flew back to our room before pointing to the door. I slowly close it, from the inch it was open. She fly to my ear and whispers, "This room has the most trash, but..." She looks around, "no paintings." I glance around the room, lightening my steps to keep sound from being heard in the other group. I glance around, shifting blankets and clothes, keeping my lantern close to se the dark spots. It was rose who found it, the canvas. I had my back turned before I felt her cool presence grow near. I turn to her and she points to a pile of cloths we haven't moved it.
With a small shift of every thing, a large canvas is shown underneath the pile. I perk up at the sound of footsteps. I glance at the painting then at Rose. I touch the painting, suddenly I feel myself being pulled down, feeling my body constrict and shift. I swiftly land on the ground and hold my hands up, catching rose as she falls through the inky ceiling. I smile as I take in the area around up. "Time to play a game of hide and go seek."
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Post by Ulrich Ambriz on Dec 6, 2023 12:13:36 GMT -5
The trio move further into the seemingly abandoned house; Ulrich's eyes on alert just in case there was anything unexpected suddenly coming out at them. Like he'd figured though, there was nothing. Not a peep at all. The painter really did up and vanish hadn't they?
The trio silently move from the living quarters to the kitchen. It's quite pristine in actuality, save for a plate and knife sitting at the counter. Might they have been getting ready for breakfast before their disappearance? Wouldn't breakfast be the last thing on someone's mind before vanishing from existence? The situation was very odd, indeed.
Ulrich turns his attention to the two little ones accompanying him. "Okay you two," he gestures towards the hallway before them, "Let's split up and check these rooms here. It'll be faster that way, but remember what I taught you about being aware of your surroundings." He says firmly, bringing a finger up and pointing at the both of them.
The two nod in unison, "You got it!" Lil Frijole says in a hushed voice.
Ulrich smiles as the two turn to make their way towards the closest room. He follows right behind them, letting them take the lead, readying themselves at their door. He then makes his way to a door further down. The house was so quiet that all he could hear was the sound of his heart beating slowly. His gaze trains on the two young ones and he gives his signal to proceed. They push open their door and sneakily peer into their room.
Ulrich gently twists the handle to his door and slowly pushes it open; peering inside as sneakily as possible. His eyes dart about, "Huh, a study? A bit smaller than the usual though." He says to himself quietly. There was trash strewn about, but the one thing that catches his eye is a canvas. Laying on the floor suspiciously surrounded by a pile of clothes. Had someone been here looking for the painter recently?
The two young ones peek their heads into the doorway from the hall; seems their room held nothing of note.
They join Ulrich in the room; their gazes trained on the canvas laying there in the oddest place to find something like it.
Ulrich bends down to investigate the canvas itself. There was nothing too interesting to note of it; by all accounts it just seemed as though it were a regular painting. Then why was it surrounded by a pile of clothes that someone had clearly moved recently? The two young ones sit there watching him investigate. He stands up and loos around the rest of the room.
"Maybe there's more in this room that will help us figure out what happened to the painter." He concludes, taking small steps as he ponders.
Lil Frijole shifts his body to face Ulrich, but as he does, his tail hits the canvas unknowingly. An unfamiliar sensation hits the young behir and pixie suddenly. They feel their bodies start to constrict and shift as an unseen force is felt pulling them...down? Into the floor? No, the painting?!
Ulrich simultaneously feels a whoosh as if a draft of wind had found it's way into the room somehow. Then he hears the cries of the two little ones! He quickly turns to face them only to see them in a state of panic as the canvas, now seemingly alive, attempted to pull them through it!
He springs forward grabbing them, but his balance is off, and the pull of this canvas too strong! He feels his body start to constrict and shift! Before he knew it they were falling down. Down where?! He shakes his confusion off as he spots the ground approaching. He shifts his body and manages to cast Flight on both him and Lil Frijole in time before they collided with the ground. They both gently land onto the ground as Aella floats down next to them; obviously the situation wasn't a problem for her.
They notice that they're not alone; their gazes training on a young girl and a pixie at her side. They stare in confusion for a bit as the situation has just gotten a lot more complicated than initially anticipated.
"Hello, did you just get pulled into this thing as well?"
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Post by Lady Keyke Runi on Dec 18, 2023 21:05:29 GMT -5
Of course! Of course! Just as I speak, the people from outside followed us inside. Who knew how long they had seen them to get to the painting so quickly, or it can also mean that the time here is a bit wonky. Either way, We'll have to work with this group if there was any chance of not possibly causing damage to the spell which can end this entire experience in a chance of smashing us into a black void of space. As much as space make pulses with possibilities, it pulses a threat and danger to the lightest mistake.
I let my eyes that had widened at the sight of the others shift as I begin to smile, "Yeah. though, how you got here looked really interesting." I pointed to the monochrome black sky as I keep talking, Rose only just being able to stare at the ones we were just avoiding in a look of awe, "It was like a droplet of paint was raining down, except..." my hand gestures to the height of this man in front of me, "very large." I tilt my head to the many followers, a miniature head bow in recognition that this man is of two kinds, so kind and out going to attract them, or someone who stops at nothing to get what they want, and the later when speaking of creature companions does not paint a pretty picture. "So..." I give a quick glance around to my surroundings as I rock back and forth on my feet, "What brings you to the house of the painter?"
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Post by Ulrich Ambriz on Jan 9, 2024 15:05:37 GMT -5
Ulrich's eyes blink quickly as he takes a moment to comprehend what he was just told. "Huh, well that's interesting," he manages to say as he looks up towards the black painted skies, "Definitely a first, and I've seen a lot of things on my travels."
The little behir looks up to him; a gentle squeak tinged with sorrow escaped Lil' Frijole. Ulrich looks down to him with a smile and reaches down to pat the little one on the head.
"It's okay, Bud. Mistakes happen." He says with a slight chuckle in which Lil' Frijole answers with perking up and wagging his tail. Aella, on the other hand, finds herself plopping down onto Ulrich's shoulder as she keeps wary of the people they find themselves with.
Ulrich's attention is drawn back towards the child in front of him as she poses her question.
"Ah yes, well, I'd been informed that they'd gone missing for quite some time. Someone I know asked if I could check on the house..." he huffs a breath through his nostrils as he brings his shoulders up in a shrug, "...and well, here we are."
The situation they currently found themselves in gives him a bit of pause, but it's broken by his chuckling. He then realizes that introductions are in order.
"I'm Ulrich, Ulrich Ambriz. Your every day traveler— I realize that is probably difficult to believe given that we're inside of painting." He gestures to the two little ones accompanying him, "And these two are Lil' Frijole and Aella." The little behir and fairy, sensing their father's lack of wariness, wave to the others enthusiastically. "The two have found themselves under my care."
He then spares another look around to observe their surroundings, "If you don't mind my asking, how did you find yourself in this painting? A relative of the missing person perhaps?"
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Post by Lady Keyke Runi on Jan 24, 2024 14:45:51 GMT -5
I smile as he interacts with his friends, that answers my question over what kind of person he is. A kind traveler it seems, someone at least that can empathize with them. I smile and give a little wave to the little ones, then I reach behind her as Ulrich introduces himself. I pull my mini me out and give a little curtsy. "Ah right! introductions." I glance to the side as a previous incident comes to mind. I mumble out, "I forget to do those sometimes." I blink the slight embarrassment of my thought away and turn my gaze back to the group. "It's nice to meet you Ulrich!" My shift in demeanor was quickly understood by Rose and she also relaxed, but still watched the fellow pixie on his side. "The name's Keyke!" I wave my little doll's hand as I continue, "and this is mini me!" I tilt my head down, allowing Rose to be clearly seen on my head. She follows suit and gives a little nod, "This is Rosemary."
I give a giggle as I glance around once more to the surroundings as I listen to his question. "No, no, not related in the least. I am a very curious person and heard of the situation through rumors and wanted to check it out." I gesture to the painting around, "Magic like this is hard to come by, so the mistakes made by this magic can be even more unknown." I let smile smile rest as I hug my doll, "I was aware of the magic in the painting, but didn't realize just how strong it is, and got sucked into here myself. Funny enough that it has similar colors as me."
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Post by Ulrich Ambriz on Mar 7, 2024 13:40:22 GMT -5
Ulrich gives a gentle nod to her introductions, but he sure does have some questions about their current situation...
He takes note that the young girl before him was curious enough about the rumors that she came looking... By herself? Wasn't it a bit too dangerous without a proper guardian accompanying her on her adventure? He wasn't one to talk, however. As a certain someone would say, Ulrich wasn't exactly one for safety or responsible decisions when it came to himself, but he had two little ones with him now so he had to take safety into account now.
And yet, they found themselves here in this... Painting?
There's also the tone she speaks as she mentions the magic of the painting. Her young appearance does not match with the sense of knowledge she gives off in her speech. It's like they were speaking to someone who has had some time of extensive study in magic rather than playing outside with their friends all day.
"I see. I get the feeling you know a lot more about magic than the average person of your age," he spares another look around at her mention of the black and white color of the world around them, "Well, I was studying magic rather extensively at around your age, I think."
He gives her a confused look as he doesn't want to be rude. "Sorry, how old are you, Keyke? If you don't mind me asking."
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