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  1. Venus Sprite

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    I'm going to be away from home until Sunday, everyone! Going to spend two nights away with some friends and family. I'll be back on Sunday. I MIGHT post before then but we'll see how patient I feel posting via my phone!! I also slightly amended my second latest post, as I wasn't really happy with it. Just so Torie reacted a little better to Jenny, and what else is going on around her. Can't wait to continue!
  2. Venus Sprite

    Small Town Mysteries

    Torie's eyes traced the path of destruction left behind by the shepherd lady, and she barely heard much of what the lady said after that. What in God's name had happened? Did a giant just pick her up and throw her? Or maybe someone had just dragged something through there earlier, disturbing the ground and bushes, and El was playing a trick on her. Delicately she sniffed at El's extremities. "I can't smell any blood. You seem to be in one piece as far as I can see. But come. You should really come inside and rest. We have warm straw for your animals and I can cook us something to eat." "Err..." Torie looked back at her enormous body, or tried to. The chubby, fuzzy rolls on her neck tended to limit her flexibility in that regard. She was about to explain druidic magic again when El said: "Such... things?" She wasn't sure what El referred to, but didn't want to seem dumb by saying so. "We can go inside and wait for Wendy. She's an elder. The elders are the ones with all the knowledge. They've been around the longest anyway. Just then she caught another whiff of the deer in Valkyr's cart, and her already full stomach gurgled with excitement. "Aanyway," she said, "I'm going inside. Hey, Valkyr, want to throw that deer on my back? I'll carry it inside and cook us something nice. Then... would you mind going and finding El's animals?" She put a paw on his shoulder and grimaced, as if to say, sorry. "I'd do it myself but they might not react well to a tiger." She turned around to El. "I'd offer you a hand if I had any, but a paw will have to do," she said, sitting back on her enormous stomach and reaching out with one plate-sized paw to help the shepherdess to her feet.
  3. Venus Sprite

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    It's a flexible post order, remember? Post when you're able! 😊
  4. Venus Sprite

    Small Town Mysteries

    Torie grimaced at Jenny's interest in her and Valkyr. She said: "No, we're not... I'm... we're just..." But before she got to get her words in order Jenny had already entered the mill. With a guttural sigh Torie looked down at Valkyr, and the red marks on his right cheek where she'd been licking him. Are we anything, really? But that was impossible, surely. While she was like this anyway! She smiled down at the white-haired hunter, but then realised he was trying to get her attention. He was pointing to the shepherd, lying on the ground near the mill house. "Did she just... run into the wall?" Torie whispered to Valkyr. Maybe she was more drunk than either of them realised. Or crazy... or both. With a tiger-like grunt Torie heaved herself to her feet, and only with extra effort did she manage to pick her sagging, overfull stomach off the ground. Then she approached the shepherd lady and sniffed. There was something odd in the air aside from the drink on her breath, but she couldn't put her paw on what it was. "Soo... you want to come inside?" Torie said. Only then did she notice the shepherd was alone, though she could hear barking in the distance. "Hey, where's all your animals?"
  5. Venus Sprite

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    Looking forward to it:).
  6. Venus Sprite

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    @carrionjackal Just waiting on you, as I think the RP will be richer if you get a chance to reply before we react to current events:).
  7. Venus Sprite

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    This might e a bit premature but is everyone Ok??
  8. Venus Sprite

    Small Town Mysteries

    Torie lifted her head groggily, gnawing on the stringy flesh around a pig's trotter. Most of the hundred pounds of offal were gone, save for the bones and four trotters, and she looked down, wondering where it had all gone. Then she remembered Valkyr's voice. "Oh... coming!" she said in her deep growl, then dropped the trotter and gave her head a shake to clear it. It didn't work. Still she stood on her front legs and then, with effort, raised her back legs. A hundred pounds of food shifted inside her, pressing against her diaphragm and her lungs. She took small breaths as she waddled ever so slowly outside the back doorway and made her way around to the front of the store. Once outside her dopey orange eyes widened considerably. "Oh my..." Torie waddled up and sniffed the deer's nose. "You bought a whole one back, for me?" She grinned at him sideways and then pounced, or rather toppled over sideways onto Valkyr, planting two plate-sized paws onto his chest and licking his cheek with a big scratchy tongue. "You." Lick. "Are." Lick. "The." Lick. "Best." Lick. "Hunter." Lick. "Ever!" She was careful not to crush him, however, but made sure he couldn't move. "And you taste good, too! Salty, like... beef jerky." She licked him again, then laid her massive head on his chest and closed her eyes. "I am very blessed to have such a... a friend in my life. Even if he is a trained killer."
  9. Venus Sprite

    Small Town Mysteries

    Torie listened to the shepherd with one ear cocked and an enormous fang showing out the corner of her slack mouth. Foursomes... wizards... mind stains... trances? If she had to guess she would have said this was the trance. But apparently not. She put down her bag of offal to speak. "If we tell the elders then we can keep an eye on each other," she said. "And we can go get help from our neighbours. We have some horses and a few keen to ride, after all." She glanced over at Valkyr, but there were a few more other than him as well. The nearest town was a week away, though, but that was better than waiting any longer. IF people actually were going missing. Torie was starting to doubt anything this elf said. "Anyway, if you change your mind, you're welcome to use the mill house any time," she said, gesturing down the street. "You can sleep outside but the water wheel might keep you awake. Inside is much quieter. Please, let us know if you need anything." With that she turned and approached Jenny and the elf girl, wincing at the sight of the elf sitting in the middle of the street, knees hiding only part of the mess that was her face. Torie said: "Soft hay and cake is this way, for anyone who's interested. I'll see you back at the mill." With that she gave Valkyr an exasperated smile, then picked up her bag by the knot and waddled her way back towards home. Wendy wasn't home when Torie got back. Likely off with Gertrude - she hoped she was being looked after. Lame leading the lame between those two. The waterwheel sloshed and the millstone ground steadily as she set down her bag in the middle of the floor and opened it with agile claws and paws. "I'm so hungry I could eat a horse," she said, spreading the bag for the offal out as a sort-of grotesque picnic blanket. Before her lay a mound of various cuts of less popular meats, from the liver to the intestines, to an assortment of hooves, even a few big bones for her to chew on in idle moments. It took all of Torie's efforts not to salivate as she turned away and grabbed a bag of flour, which she upended over the mound and began working in like bread doe. Just to make it go a little bit further. She glanced at the door. Bright afternoon light flooded in from outside, but so far nobody had darkened her doorway. She hoped Valkyr was coming, at least... and kind of didn't. She had eaten in front of him before but always found it a little embarrassing. After all this was the most disgusting parts of an animal, and being worked into with flour didn't help it look any better. Once she was done she sat back and licked at her bloodied and floured paws. So fresh, though not so tasty. But oh she was famished! Before she'd even finished cleaning she leaned forward and picked up a random chunk as large as Jenny's head, chewing it only a few times before swallowing it otherwise whole. The feeling of it sliding down was bliss, and she felt her legs grow a little weak. "Ah, food," she said. "You know the fastest way to my heart." And with that she tucked in.
  10. Venus Sprite

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    I had a busy few days but should be able to post in 12 hours or so:).
  11. Venus Sprite

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    Heavens! What are you guys taking before you write your posts!?!? I thought playing an obese baking tiger was out there. This should be interesting!
  12. Venus Sprite

    Small Town Mysteries

    Torie's ears swivelled thoughtfully. She could read Valkyr like a book most of the time, but today it took her until she was ready to leave before she noticed how uncomfortable he seemed. "Well... I can take fem ovfer," she said around the knot in her mouth, nodding at both the shepherd lady and the girl. In reality she thought they might be a bit more comfortable with Valkyr than Torie-tie-tiger, but if he was uncomfortable it would likely be uncomfortable for them, too. She offered him a smile. "Espeffially if you're coming ovfer later. Don't be too long, ok?" She looked at the two women, the young, scarred and scared girl, and the older, scared and drunk shepherd lady. "So, why don't you both come to the mill with me? I have lots of cakes, and food for your animals." Indeed, the dogs started sniffing around Torie's sack of offal, looking as if they were about to explode with hunger. Torie looked at the two women hopefully.
  13. Venus Sprite

    STMs (OOC) - Small Town Mysteries

    Good post, @Ayumi, but don't assume anyone actually ended up at the mill. Valkyr, Marian and El might have decided to do something else.
  14. Venus Sprite

    Small Town Mysteries

    Torie raised some eyebrow whiskers quizzically. Who hadn't heard of Torie, the only baking tiger in the world? She had thought of herself as a local celebrity, but you couldn't account for taste. Some people just weren't interested in giant cake-making tigers. Nevertheless this person seemed friendly... sort of. She sniffed the whiskey appreciatively and lapped up a little, though grimaced at the taste on her tongue. But only for a moment. There was a certain bite to it but once you were past it the taste was quite delicious! She lapped at the whiskey as the shepherd lady continued her story, and slowly, for the first time in a long time, Torie thought she lost her appetite. "So... you're saying people are missing? Have you told the elders?" she asked. Surely they would have done something about it. "You should come with me if you haven't," she said, head spinning a little when she stood. "My master, Wendy, is one of the elders. We can go speak to her." She glanced over her shoulder to check on Valkyr, and motioned with her head for him to hurry up! To the shepherd she said, "Listen, you can stay at my place tonight. We have extra hay in the mill... if you don't mind hay, I mean, and your animals can shelter there too. No use you trudging back into the hills in this condition." Then she turned, speaking to Valkyr. "Can you take her back to the mill? I'm going to get my order from your father," she said, then did just that: walking out of the butcher's shop with a large bag of offal, holding it at her mouth by the knot. It was then she noticed Jenny with the crying child, and almost dropped her meat. That child's face... what was going on? She could only deal with one problem at a time, however, so said to Valkyr around the knot in her mouth, "Let'f go!"
  15. Venus Sprite

    Small Town Mysteries

    Torie frowned when Valkyr ignored her blatant request, but released her frustration with a sigh. It was a ludicrous request. She was effectively asking Valkyr to give up a large chunk of his income for bread and cakes, as if that was all the boy ate. Still, she couldn’t help be disappointed. A deer would taste much better than offal. That’s for sure! Her small ears perked up from her pudgy neck when Jenny mentioned flowers. In reply she said: “Oh? What colour should I dye my fur this season, d’you think? I’m thinking something that would make me a better hunter.” She glanced at Valkyr with a wry smile. “Green, maybe? Or blue! Which one lasts longer?” At the mention of the person getting drunk, and and Valkyr’s insistence it wasn’t his place to interfere, Torie slapped his shoulder playfully – perhaps a little harder than she intended. “You need to spend more time in your father’s store! The only person who hears more sob stories from drunks and wretches than us is the barber. Come on, killer-for-hire. Let’s go see if we can cheer her up.” With that Torie trotted around the side of the butcher’s and into the street, though slowed to a more graceful waddle when her enormous belly started bouncing around like a sack of water. There were certain strides that did not agree with this body. Namely, anything above a leisurely stroll. As she approached the donkeys started honking in alarm, but she tapped into the Well and drew forth some magic to show that she meant them no harm, and they settled, though still looked a little rattled. With a huff she plopped down in the dust beside the morose shepherd and smiled. Torie’s keen nose didn’t fail to notice the blood, and her eyes widened in surprise, though she checked her speech. “Hello,” Torie said, “I’ve met you in my shop before, right? I’m Torie, the baker.” She paused for a moment, glancing down at the glass flask. “You know there’s a publican just up the road, right? That’s where most people go to drink. But I’m guessing you don’t want the regulars’ company. But if you didn’t want to be noticed at all you would have stepped out of town to drink. So please, don’t bottle your problems and empty your bottle alone. What’s wrong?”
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