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Lady Gilaen

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  1. Lady Gilaen

    Whimsical Wonderful Wandering Wares

    “Mostly..” she echoed, sort of humming flatly to herself. It wasn't a question, but there was an emptiness about the word. “They do not come to me all at once, that is for certain.” the woman said with a deep sigh, the first sign of inflection to be found in her voice as she hefted the chest back into place. “When I go looking I have to dive for them and scour the seabed for piddocks. If one knows where to look, however, one can harvest a stone or two before they are washed ashore.. or lost to an endless deep.” She smoothed out her dress as she turned back to him, then gestured to the hag stone he'd plucked from the bunch. “That one,” she said, “is a somewhat rarer find. You have a good eye.” A compliment, though it hardly sounded like one in her particular way of delivery. Of course she might have been trying to sweeten him up before negotiating an inflated price, but it was hard to say for certain. “Let me see..” the woman said, “Ginseng, witch stone, wax...” she was revisiting his list out loud, pointing to each corresponding item among the shelves. “What else?” The clerk drifted back to the counter to step behind it and open the ledger. She scrawled what looked like phantom notes on a blank page with the tip of her finger as she awaited the remaining items on his list. The taxidermy owl followed them the whole time with warm, near glowing eyes, as though it were watching a baby rabbit in the underbrush. “You seem a little uneasy.” she said, still peering down into her invisible (if they were there at all) notes, “Would a cup of tea put you at ease? It would warm you from the cold at the very least.”
  2. Lady Gilaen

    Whimsical Wonderful Wandering Wares

    “Panax notoginseng, Panax quinquefolius..?” she asked. In the warm light one could better see the green of her eyes as well, which seemed to brighten as he rambled off his list of ingredients (though her overall expression stayed stone and plain as ever). “You're looking for ginseng root, of which I have a few kinds..” The witch stepped past him, gesturing to a middle shelf along the same wall as the door, where a line of dried roots and herbs sat in neat little boxes of varying size. Some were labeled with handwritten cards, but most were not. One got the impression that anyone who came to the shop either had to know exactly what they were looking for, or else be wise enough to ask for help. “I'm getting ahead of myself, though. Let us begin from the top of your list. Hag stones..” the witch moved past him again, angling herself so as not to accidentally brush elbows before reaching up to a high shelf on a different wall. She wore a long black dress that might have been flattering if it wasn't so painfully simple in make and design. Still, the fabric flowed as she moved, rippling with each step like droplets of ink in water. The clerk pulled down a small, but heavy chest with a silver latch and no lock. She turned to her guest, flipping the lid open to reach in and pluck out one of many smooth, pitted stones within. Holding it to her eye, she looked through the hole in the middle right at Ainsworth. “Quartz is among the most common minerals you'll find in any composite stone. Any of these should be sufficient, but please,” the pitted stone clacked against the couple dozen other still sitting in the chest as the witch dropped it back in, “have a look for yourself.” The witch held the chest firmly in one arm and kept the lid open with the other. And though she showed no immediate signs of distress, the way her arm began to sag beneath the weight of the stones suggested that holding them for too long would prove difficult. Why, then, were they on a tall shelf to begin with? Above them a taxidermy barn owl sat poised and motionless in a sprawled attack position, save for its eyes. The eyes were watching them. “May I ask..?” the witch began, inquiring with minimal inflection, “Are these for you, or are they an errand for someone else?” She wasn't in the habit of asking such things, not usually. It wasn't her business to know such things. But there was an uncertainty about the man that she couldn't quite put a name to. Not yet, anyway.
  3. Lady Gilaen

    Whimsical Wonderful Wandering Wares

    The sound of the bell as the shop door opened rang above the newcomer's head, the sound swelling like a small creature stirring from a deep slumber, before drifting across the room like a sort of phantom. The traveling jingle of a sound touched the far wall, where a store clerk sat nose-deep in heavy book, which lay open on a dark wood-top counter. The sound of the bell circled back from the wall, whipping past the clerk's left ear, close enough to brush her cropped, raven hair like a gust of wind before returning to its copper home above the front door. The clerk looked up from her thick, dusty tome to catch the silhouette of a man standing in the doorway, and heaved the book closed with a dry, solid 'thunk'. “Hello.” she said, her voice soft, but somewhat flat. She eyed him over as she stood from the stool she'd been perched on for most of the afternoon, just about matching his height as she stepped around the counter. She didn't seem surprised to see somebody coming in from the street so late in the day and, more notably, in such cold as the sun began its descent into the horizon. Really, she didn't seem to express much of anything in her features apart from momentary interest, and even that was a little debatable. The space itself was smallish, or else it just seemed small because of the wares and oddities that lined the shelved walls and seemed to close in on whoever entered. It was a dim space, too, despite the many orb-shaped lamps that hung from above at various heights and locations and in no discernible pattern. There were no windows in sight apart from the one on the door, and the dim, glowing orbs illuminated the space with a greenish light that gave everything it touched a similar tint. One had to wonder how anybody could read under such conditions. The place smelled of incense and old paper, but with a hint of something sour beneath it; Likely whatever preservatives were keeping the jars of frogs, fingers, and other biological oddities (some of which seemed to be staring Ainsworth's way) in remarkable condition. The clerk looked past him as the door eventually swung closed, noting the chill that drifted in behind him. She approached one of the low-hanging lamps and leaned in to whisper something to it in a way that was too soft and breathy to hear. The light from the orbs shifted from green to a warm, sunny gold, brightening the place, but also emitting a warmth that wasn't there before. As the green light faded, so too did the greenish tint on everything it had touched, save the woman herself, whose skin kept its leafy spring color. “There.” she said, still flat, “That is better, I hope. You were looking for something..?”
  4. Lady Gilaen

    Wandering Wares

    AWESOME!!! It may take a little while to reply, but I'm so excited! Thank you!
  5. Lady Gilaen

    Wandering Wares

    That’s fine, I have projects to work on this week, as well. Yeah, it’s frozen Hell. Still live here tho.. (why)
  6. Lady Gilaen

    Wandering Wares

    @AngryCacti If you’re up for it, please go ahead! This is extra dumb, but I live in the Midwest and I had to shovel a few tons of snow today in stupid cold temps. And Now my arms hurt and typing is hard, so I’m not writing anything big until tomorrow anyway -.-
  7. Lady Gilaen

    Wandering Wares

    @AngryCacti That works! Enid will probably coax him into a reading; that’s always good for drama and exposition. Do you want me to start a thread and place/describe the shop, or do you have an idea about how to start? It sounds like we can probably just get into it and play by ear, unless there was more you wanted to plan first?
  8. Lady Gilaen

    Wandering Wares

    @AngryCacti For sure! Wandering Wares moves around, so I can place it wherever is most convenient for your character. Does Ainsworth have any particular needs as far as magical items are concerned? Do you want to develop any bigger ideas, or just write at the shop? I'm fine with either, but the fun part about writing in the shop is I get to add exposition and story-changing content for other characters to run with if they want : P
  9. Lady Gilaen

    Wandering Wares

    @Thotification That’s the general idea, yeah. It appears where it is needed, but you can’t summon it or predict where it is going to be and when (not without special divination anyway). I mean, ‘you’ can, but your character can’t. * It’s also just a door that appears the moment no one is looking, sometimes in odd places. So it might appear on the side of a building and look like any other shop in a city or it might appear in a thick tree trunk deep in the woods for some adventurer or monster hunter in need.
  10. Lady Gilaen

    Wandering Wares

    Hey there! So I'm looking for one or two small group, or one on one stories that would allow me to play my current favorite, Enid. I have some loose story ideas that I can flesh out as needed, but ideally I'd like to develop a plot together as a team in order to meet everybody's needs and interests. That said, Enid is a magic shop owner and a fortune teller, and the nature of her business allows me to place her just about anywhere at any time (convenient or otherwise). I'm open to adventures or smaller stories that revolve around her shop. If you have a character that might be in need of magical items, or if having their fortune told would help drive their story, that might be a good place to start. Below is a brief description of the shop from another thread, for a little more context: I move pretty consistently between jobs and projects, so there's probably going to be some weeks where I can only post once. But I want to try and be more active than I have been in the past. (I'm always online and checking to see what's new anyway.) You can reply here or send me a message if you're interested in coming up with a plot together. Please and thank you! ❤️
  11. Between temp jobs again and debating whether I want to start/join a thread for a little while..

    1. Fierach

      Fierach

      Only if you stick arounddd =o

    2. Lady Gilaen

      Lady Gilaen

      That’s difficult for a few reasons T.T 

      But I think I can maybe possibly do a small thing for the time I have until next job. I’m at least teaching a class in the summer and applying for adjunct in the Fall.

  12. Lady Gilaen

    Pagans in the Night (Closed)

    I appreciate that, thank you guys ❤️ Take care! (And I'm really sorry for making you write around my existing post. I can delete/change it if need be).
  13. Lady Gilaen

    Pagans in the Night (Closed)

    Skip me; I think I'm out. Life got dramatic and busy.
  14. Lady Gilaen

    Pagans in the Night (Closed)

    @ourlachesism Nah, it’s ok. Just worried that something might have come up. Play by post is kind of overwhelming when you have other stuff going on. c:
  15. Lady Gilaen

    Pagans in the Night (Closed)

    You guys doin’ ok?
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