"I want to plant trees and see them grow"

[thebrideoffire]

WHO: Daenerys Targaryen thebrideoffire and OPEN
WHEN: June
WHAT: Exploring and settling
WHERE: Mostly the town and the forest
WARNINGS: None so far

There were not enough answers to satisfy her, but a life needed to be made here, for however long Daenerys would be forced to remain here. The environment was at least familiar in a sense. It was closer to the stories of Westeros than anywhere else she had been in Essos. The land was sweeping and beautiful, the forest being a particular draw for her. While Dany didn't have Drogon with her or her Silver, she could at least wander the woods and collect the herbs she would need for the local apothecary.

The apothecary shop was one of a few in this place, but the owner was willing to teach her in exchange for her running deliveries, errands and whatever else he might need. It also gave her an excuse to go out into the woods during the day and look for the plants he described for her. A chance to be outdoors, but also to work the land and earn her own way. It was exhilarating, no different than her dreams of being a sailor or a simple woman in Braavos.

In the evening, as she always did, Daenerys returned to the tavern for her meal. The food was better quality than the inn and something about being surrounded by so many pleased her. No more knives in the dark, only the people, as she always wanted to be part of. Open and warm, it was how she would greet anyone who approached her during her day.

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[thebrideoffire]

She can sense something close by, hearing the brush break under a creature's weight. She clutched her basket tighter, well aware that she was unarmed and vulnerable. Her violet eyes scanned the forest, searching for a broken branch or anything else that she might use as a weapon. The moment she moved, she would attract attention further, if whatever it was hadn't seen her already.

Seeing a nearby branch, Dany tossed her basket over her shoulder, hoping to distract as she darted towards it. She could hear the creature behind her, but didn't turn to see what it was, determined to get to the branch. As she rolled on the ground, raising the branch in threat, she finally caught sight of what it was...

...and it was something she had never seen before. Her branch wouldn't be enough, but she wasn't going to be killed without a fight.

[evil_isevil]

A frightful noise sounds from the basilisk, something between a hiss and a growl that only grows louder the more the beast opens its mouth. It slithers closer, snapping its jaw once, then twice before straightening up to tower over the girl on the ground. Her death is imminent...

Another noise comes from it, a type of gurgling that sends one's stomach rolling in disgust. The creature recoils backwards, shifting around to face the other way as a long silver sword protrudes from its middle area. Geralt jumps down from a group of rocks, his amber eyes narrow as he watches the creature writhe, make another horrible noise and then slam down to the ground with a thud. He pulls the sword free but stands there watching it.

[thebrideoffire]

It's shriek makes her bones ache and her blood scrape against her veins. Her hand drops the branch involuntarily as her fingers try to cover her ears. She can't keep her eyes on the creature, well aware that it's going to kill her. She shrank down, curling into herself, unable to think or move, shocked that this would be the means and way she would die-

-it isn't until she sees the gleam of silver that she understands that someone had come to her aid. Her eyes went wide as the creature fell to the ground. She was quick to her feet again, backing away, as though it might strike out as it was dying.

"What was that?"