- Location
- US
Maybe to the extent of Feyfolken, but not Azura's Star. Could probably still learn a lot about enchanting practices, especially those that predate soul-trapping.
A Conjuror's journey
Unseelie
(Verified True Fae)
- Location
- Tír fo Thuinn
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
Dark souls 1, you would have appeared in the chamber that houses quelaag's sister.
Shopping For Sharp Things
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
You awaken to blinding sunlight shining onto your face. Peering over the picture of some blonde woman on the nightstand, you spot the retreating figure a maid. You don't remember requesting a wake up call, but decide to get up anyway.
Tasks accomplished: Bathing complete, beard trimmed, robes cleaned, one thousand ecu reward for 'rescuing' Louise obtained, and extravagent breakfast consumed... apprentice missing. Problematic.
Setting off from the dining hall, you search the manor for the short girl. Passing one room, you can hear the Duke shouting from wherever he's recovering from last night's altercation. Grasping the fleeing butler by the arm as he passes, question him and are told that Louise frequently disappears out in the manor grounds when something upsets her.
Heading outside, you pass the zombie as it stumbles through the hedges toward the forest. Finding yourself at the edge of a copse of trees, you spot the girl sitting in a small boat on the river. Two hours of searching and she's relaxing on the water instead of doing something useful like practicing her spellcasting. Levitating over to the boat, you take a seat across from the startled teen.
"Do you intend to sulk all day?" You ask with disappointment evident in your tone.
Recovering from her shock, Louise crosses her arms and glares at you. "What do you want? Come to make fun of me again? You're just like the rest of them... constantly belittling me or talking do-" You interrupt her ranting with a bop of the head.
"Stop being such a child." You say, bopping her again when she tries to argue. "Obviously I do not think lowly of you or I would not bother training you."
"But... last night-"
Shaking your head, you hook your leg on the seat and point your staff at the shore. "I called you short, stop pouting about it. Not everyone is going to be nice to you, accept that. Either way, we are wasting time that could be spent on acquiring a replacement for your wand." You say as the boat rushes forward.
"I-I was going to take care of that." She defends weakly. "Why do you care anyway?"
You scoff at that. "You are my apprentice. It is my responsibility to mold you into the best person that I can and it is your responsibility to obey and assist me in return. As I told your father, any slight toward you is a slight toward myself as well and the reverse applies just the same." You give her a pat on the head as you step past her to disembark.
Blushing, she gives a quiet 'Oh' and follows you. The two of you travel to the gatehouse to inform the guards of your departure and take off into the sky.
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Landing on the street of Tristania's merchant district, you look around at the shops. Most of the signs display pictures of craft tools, spices, furniture, glassware, and even one that pictures a goat in a dress for some reason.
Ignoring the oddity, you pull Louise toward a guard before she can wander off and fruitlessly search for hours. "Excuse me, can you direct us to a weapon store or blacksmith shop?" You ask.
"W- Yes, I can." He replies with a point of his pike. "Unless you've got a specific request, just head down that way 'til you see the sign, can't miss it."
Following his directions, the two of you soon wander into a decent sized store. Weapons line the walls and fill barrels around the room, decorative pieces take up residence in glass displays near the register. Manning said register is a rat-faced man, though not literally... you haven't seen any beast folk in this realm.
"Greetings! Judging by your appearance, I take it you're looking for a sword-wand?" The man inquires.
Nodding, you push Louise toward the counter as you inspect the weapons around the room. Obviously neither of you are going to be using the large things such as pikes, claymores, or battleaxes. Disregarding the golden weapons on display, you search through the barrels of lightly rusted swords. Another longsword and some daggers for the zombie would be good, seeing as how it has not been given any magical attacks yet... but you don't have a way of carrying so much just yet, so it's better to wait for now. Picking up an exotic looking sword, you notice that it appears to be Akaviri in origin and has some strange enchantments.
Looking toward the shopkeeper as he attempts to wheedle and flatter Louise into buying a ridiculous golden sword, you wait to hear her response. "ou- sure it's enchanted? I have helped enchant things before and I don't feel an drop of magic in this thing."
"Er... I-I assur-" The man attempt at a response is cut off by a strange laughter that echoes from the sword in your hand. "Oh no, can't you stay quiet for one day?!" He cries in frustration at what appears to be a recurring problem.
Intrigued, you shift your gaze back to the sword as it replies through the little hinged plate on it's cross-guard. "Come off it pal, the kid ain't gonna be fooled by some fancy paperweight anyhow."
"Interesting sword you have here, do you know the enchanter?" You ask, interrupting the conversation before it can get too sidetracked.
"I'd kill him if I could find him." The man says seriously. "You want that sword? I'll sell it for one hundred ecu."
Laughing, you briefly pick through the scabbards until you find one that fits. "How about I take it off your hands as a service to you, since it is such a nuisance and you get my apprentice a high quality blade instead."
"You expect me to just give you an enchanted sword for free?! Preposterous!" The shopkeeper replies in disbelief.
Strapping the sword to your belt, you point toward the golden sword. "Thinking to sell that thing to either of us is what is preposterous. You can either do as commanded or I can have you arrested for attempting to steal from a noble." You bluff, you have no idea how the legal system here works.
"I- With pleasure, sir." The man says, his voice cracking as he heads into the back room. The sword laughs again and you silence it by forcing it further into the scabbard. That is one feature you plan to remove when you learn it's enchantments, you can already tell how annoying it could be.
With an smile, you tell Louise, "Good work. I did not think you would be at the point of detecting enchantments yet."
"W-well, I have spent a lot of time wearing my cloak. It's no big deal." Being so insecure and unaccustomed to praise, she hides her blush and pretends to inspect the items on display.
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A short while later, the two of you are walking down the street toward a restaurant with your new weapons properly secured. Your talking sword tied down so as to prevent it from speaking and Louise's silver-infused wand-sword looking just as hilarious as you expected from an adult's weapon against her frame. You pretend not to notice, as she keeps looking at you and fiddling with it self-consciously.
As the two of you are about to enter the shop, you are stopped by a guard shouting, "Stop right there! You have violated the law!"
Choose 1:
[] Resist arrest! You have fancy new swords, may as well use them.
[] Flee!
[] Some Illsusion magic should clear this all up. Cost 50 Magicka.
[] Let him arrest you, you can take this as high up the chain of command as needed and get that shopkeeper punished for this double-cross.
[] Write in.
Tasks accomplished: Bathing complete, beard trimmed, robes cleaned, one thousand ecu reward for 'rescuing' Louise obtained, and extravagent breakfast consumed... apprentice missing. Problematic.
Setting off from the dining hall, you search the manor for the short girl. Passing one room, you can hear the Duke shouting from wherever he's recovering from last night's altercation. Grasping the fleeing butler by the arm as he passes, question him and are told that Louise frequently disappears out in the manor grounds when something upsets her.
Heading outside, you pass the zombie as it stumbles through the hedges toward the forest. Finding yourself at the edge of a copse of trees, you spot the girl sitting in a small boat on the river. Two hours of searching and she's relaxing on the water instead of doing something useful like practicing her spellcasting. Levitating over to the boat, you take a seat across from the startled teen.
"Do you intend to sulk all day?" You ask with disappointment evident in your tone.
Recovering from her shock, Louise crosses her arms and glares at you. "What do you want? Come to make fun of me again? You're just like the rest of them... constantly belittling me or talking do-" You interrupt her ranting with a bop of the head.
"Stop being such a child." You say, bopping her again when she tries to argue. "Obviously I do not think lowly of you or I would not bother training you."
"But... last night-"
Shaking your head, you hook your leg on the seat and point your staff at the shore. "I called you short, stop pouting about it. Not everyone is going to be nice to you, accept that. Either way, we are wasting time that could be spent on acquiring a replacement for your wand." You say as the boat rushes forward.
"I-I was going to take care of that." She defends weakly. "Why do you care anyway?"
You scoff at that. "You are my apprentice. It is my responsibility to mold you into the best person that I can and it is your responsibility to obey and assist me in return. As I told your father, any slight toward you is a slight toward myself as well and the reverse applies just the same." You give her a pat on the head as you step past her to disembark.
Blushing, she gives a quiet 'Oh' and follows you. The two of you travel to the gatehouse to inform the guards of your departure and take off into the sky.
--------
Landing on the street of Tristania's merchant district, you look around at the shops. Most of the signs display pictures of craft tools, spices, furniture, glassware, and even one that pictures a goat in a dress for some reason.
Ignoring the oddity, you pull Louise toward a guard before she can wander off and fruitlessly search for hours. "Excuse me, can you direct us to a weapon store or blacksmith shop?" You ask.
"W- Yes, I can." He replies with a point of his pike. "Unless you've got a specific request, just head down that way 'til you see the sign, can't miss it."
Following his directions, the two of you soon wander into a decent sized store. Weapons line the walls and fill barrels around the room, decorative pieces take up residence in glass displays near the register. Manning said register is a rat-faced man, though not literally... you haven't seen any beast folk in this realm.
"Greetings! Judging by your appearance, I take it you're looking for a sword-wand?" The man inquires.
Nodding, you push Louise toward the counter as you inspect the weapons around the room. Obviously neither of you are going to be using the large things such as pikes, claymores, or battleaxes. Disregarding the golden weapons on display, you search through the barrels of lightly rusted swords. Another longsword and some daggers for the zombie would be good, seeing as how it has not been given any magical attacks yet... but you don't have a way of carrying so much just yet, so it's better to wait for now. Picking up an exotic looking sword, you notice that it appears to be Akaviri in origin and has some strange enchantments.
Looking toward the shopkeeper as he attempts to wheedle and flatter Louise into buying a ridiculous golden sword, you wait to hear her response. "ou- sure it's enchanted? I have helped enchant things before and I don't feel an drop of magic in this thing."
"Er... I-I assur-" The man attempt at a response is cut off by a strange laughter that echoes from the sword in your hand. "Oh no, can't you stay quiet for one day?!" He cries in frustration at what appears to be a recurring problem.
Intrigued, you shift your gaze back to the sword as it replies through the little hinged plate on it's cross-guard. "Come off it pal, the kid ain't gonna be fooled by some fancy paperweight anyhow."
"Interesting sword you have here, do you know the enchanter?" You ask, interrupting the conversation before it can get too sidetracked.
"I'd kill him if I could find him." The man says seriously. "You want that sword? I'll sell it for one hundred ecu."
Laughing, you briefly pick through the scabbards until you find one that fits. "How about I take it off your hands as a service to you, since it is such a nuisance and you get my apprentice a high quality blade instead."
"You expect me to just give you an enchanted sword for free?! Preposterous!" The shopkeeper replies in disbelief.
Strapping the sword to your belt, you point toward the golden sword. "Thinking to sell that thing to either of us is what is preposterous. You can either do as commanded or I can have you arrested for attempting to steal from a noble." You bluff, you have no idea how the legal system here works.
"I- With pleasure, sir." The man says, his voice cracking as he heads into the back room. The sword laughs again and you silence it by forcing it further into the scabbard. That is one feature you plan to remove when you learn it's enchantments, you can already tell how annoying it could be.
With an smile, you tell Louise, "Good work. I did not think you would be at the point of detecting enchantments yet."
"W-well, I have spent a lot of time wearing my cloak. It's no big deal." Being so insecure and unaccustomed to praise, she hides her blush and pretends to inspect the items on display.
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A short while later, the two of you are walking down the street toward a restaurant with your new weapons properly secured. Your talking sword tied down so as to prevent it from speaking and Louise's silver-infused wand-sword looking just as hilarious as you expected from an adult's weapon against her frame. You pretend not to notice, as she keeps looking at you and fiddling with it self-consciously.
As the two of you are about to enter the shop, you are stopped by a guard shouting, "Stop right there! You have violated the law!"
Choose 1:
[] Resist arrest! You have fancy new swords, may as well use them.
[] Go back and kill the shopkeeper if possible.
[] Flee!
[] Some Illsusion magic should clear this all up. Cost 50 Magicka.
[] Let him arrest you, you can take this as high up the chain of command as needed and get that shopkeeper punished for this double-cross.
[] Write in.
- Location
- US
"So when you insulted me it was actually an act of self deprecation?"
"...Exactly"
[X] Some Illsusion magic should clear this all up. Cost 50 Magicka.
He's probably expecting Elder Scrolls type guards, which is kill first and ask questions never. And since he's in a major city, if he fights there will be huge numbers of reinforcements. Better to get them to kill one another while you slipping away to pay off the bounty with the thieves, would be his go-to strategy.
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PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
"And when somebody insults me, you are to defend me as well." Cynric
"But... you insulted yourself by insulting me." Louise
"And you did not come to my defense against myself toward myself. For shame apprentice, for shame." Cynric
"
" Louise
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
I find it hilarious how I was implying something like Calm and you guys decide Frenzy is more appropriate. Whatever you want.
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
Is this for agressive Illusion magic like Yinko and Unseelie want?
Just defuse it.
Simple Illusions and Allusions
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
Ensnaring the man's mind is as simple as snapping your fingers between the two of you. The ease with which he falls under your Charm spell is amusing, almost as if he had no idea such magics existed... then again, these people are rather lacking in magical knowledge, so it shouldn't be that surprising.
"I do believe you are mistaken, I am merely taking my granddaughter out to lunch for her twelfth birthday." You say before leaning in close. "She doesn't have many friends, you see."
Looking down at Louise with pity, the guard replies, "My mistake miss, enjoy your meal and be careful, there's an armed and dangerous woman on the loose. If either of you spot another woman with pink hair, please report them to one of the guardsmen."
After the man marched off, Louise glares up at you. "Twelve?!"
"Don't blame me, it is much easier to convince people of a story if it seems believable." You defend as the two of you walk inside and take a seat.
Your apprentice pouts at your words. "But I saw you cast a spell, why bother with a story at all?"
One of the waitresses waves from across the room and hurries over to take your orders. You order a roast chicken for the two of you to split and a container of each available spice. A good alchemist must procure new samples at every convenience. Once the woman leaves, you explain a bit about illusion. "When influencing the minds of those around you, it is best to remain subtle when possible. If I had decided to just control the man and send him away, he would basically be a zombie and everybody would notice. What I did was merely raise his opinion of the two of us while making his memory of the shopkeeper's words a bit hazy. Now when he reports the incident to his fellows, they will all set out in search of a grown woman with pink hair... which is no doubt rare, even in this land of rainbow-headed people."
"Yes, as far as I know there is only Cattleya, myself, and... mother! Oh this is bad, what if she shows up and the guards try to arrest her?" Louise panics, standing from her seat.
"Sit back down. If your mother gets arrested, she can just use her status to petition for freedom... I assume your courts work the same as in Tamriel. Honestly, you are far too emotional. In my day, emotional outburst like yours got us found by the Nords. Believe me when I tell you, you do not want to get caught by Markarth Nords." You admonish.
Obeying on instinct, she sits in her seat in time for what must be a precooked chicken to arrive. Wrapping the unidentified herbs in a napkin, you watch as Louise carves off a portion of meat with a pensive frown. "You make a lot of references to your childhood that sound rather... unpleasant."
Choose 1:
[] Grunt in agreement and eat your food.
[] Share a bit of your childhood, back before you left your family in search of power.
[] Give vague details and reference some deities before giving her the task of retrieving something. It is the traditional response to questions about personal history.
[] Flee!
[] Write in.
In an unknown location, a Manticore commits an action.
"I do believe you are mistaken, I am merely taking my granddaughter out to lunch for her twelfth birthday." You say before leaning in close. "She doesn't have many friends, you see."
Looking down at Louise with pity, the guard replies, "My mistake miss, enjoy your meal and be careful, there's an armed and dangerous woman on the loose. If either of you spot another woman with pink hair, please report them to one of the guardsmen."
After the man marched off, Louise glares up at you. "Twelve?!"
"Don't blame me, it is much easier to convince people of a story if it seems believable." You defend as the two of you walk inside and take a seat.
Your apprentice pouts at your words. "But I saw you cast a spell, why bother with a story at all?"
One of the waitresses waves from across the room and hurries over to take your orders. You order a roast chicken for the two of you to split and a container of each available spice. A good alchemist must procure new samples at every convenience. Once the woman leaves, you explain a bit about illusion. "When influencing the minds of those around you, it is best to remain subtle when possible. If I had decided to just control the man and send him away, he would basically be a zombie and everybody would notice. What I did was merely raise his opinion of the two of us while making his memory of the shopkeeper's words a bit hazy. Now when he reports the incident to his fellows, they will all set out in search of a grown woman with pink hair... which is no doubt rare, even in this land of rainbow-headed people."
"Yes, as far as I know there is only Cattleya, myself, and... mother! Oh this is bad, what if she shows up and the guards try to arrest her?" Louise panics, standing from her seat.
"Sit back down. If your mother gets arrested, she can just use her status to petition for freedom... I assume your courts work the same as in Tamriel. Honestly, you are far too emotional. In my day, emotional outburst like yours got us found by the Nords. Believe me when I tell you, you do not want to get caught by Markarth Nords." You admonish.
Obeying on instinct, she sits in her seat in time for what must be a precooked chicken to arrive. Wrapping the unidentified herbs in a napkin, you watch as Louise carves off a portion of meat with a pensive frown. "You make a lot of references to your childhood that sound rather... unpleasant."
Choose 1:
[] Grunt in agreement and eat your food.
[] Share a bit of your childhood, back before you left your family in search of power.
[] Give vague details and reference some deities before giving her the task of retrieving something. It is the traditional response to questions about personal history.
[] write in.
[] Flee!
[]Suicide by Manticore, take your secrets to the grave!
[] Write in.
In an unknown location, a Manticore commits an action.
Umi-san
Procrastinating.
- Location
- ꙮ
[X] Give vague details and reference some deities before giving her the task of retrieving something. It is the traditional response to questions about personal history.
-[] Include random details about manticores. Killing one would be a goodway to make money test.
-[] Include random details about manticores. Killing one would be a good
- Location
- US
[X] Give vague details and reference some deities before giving her the task of retrieving something. It is the traditional response to questions about personal history.
-[X] Bounty posters, it's time for her to start learning to pull her own weight. And the best way to do that is through the time honored profession of murder for hire.
-[X] Bounty posters, it's time for her to start learning to pull her own weight. And the best way to do that is through the time honored profession of murder for hire.
