February 2nd, 2020

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first steps in a new home - Wen Qing 001

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WHO: Wen Qing and OPEN
WHEN: Catch-all log for arrival and the days of settling in
WHAT: Various prompts around town (including continuations of tdm threads), and a dinner not!date - or choose your own adventure!
WHERE: Gazin and woods
WARNINGS: None so far

Arrival

One moment, Wen Qing is in a cold and damp dungeon cell clinging to her brother and desperately wishing she were anywhere else. Then, one bright light later, she is decidedly not. The crossroads at Gazin and even the sudden transport don’t bother her so much but try as she might, her frantic search in the woods and town just aren’t going to bring a lead to Wen Ning’s whereabouts.

The first thing Wen Qing notices when walking into the town of Gazin is that the people are utterly incomprehensible to her. That makes for some fun wandering around, her in her stained and dirty red robes, looking too pale and thin after months in the dungeons making a spectacle of herself.

Fortunately, she soon runs into a man named Bhalris, who uses a technique she doesn’t know to permit her to understand the locals. It's back to running around town then, calling the name of her brother Wen Ning with ever greater desperation as she hurries through streets and back alleys. "Where are you, Wen Ning? Ah Ning!"

In town

With this, things start going better. Well. Somewhat. Once she finds the inn, Wen Qing can be witnessed arguing with the innkeeper, pleading, “But I’m going to pay you! I just don’t have any coins on me! I arrived with nothing but the clothes on my back. But I'm going to earn money. And I’m not going to be here for long anyway, I need to return home. I just have to figure out where here is and then I’ll be gone.”

She does, in fact, quickly find a job at the apothecary, and cheaper lodgings above the store along with it. She can now be found working at the apothecary and selling its wares at the weekly market as well, as well as searching the woods around Gazin to gather ingredients. These are all just stepping stones, though. Her brother can't be found here, which means whatever brought her here brought only her - thus, she needs to find her way back to Yiling, a place nobody here has ever heard of.
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WHO: Jon Snow
WHEN: The first few days of the month
WHAT: Arrival and settling in
WHERE: Around Gazin
WARNINGS: Just blood for now but it's Game of Thrones, who knows what might come up

[Arrival]

This wasn't exactly what Jon had meant when he wished that he could be somewhere else -- he hadn't enjoyed being in the middle of a battle against a seemingly endless army of the dead, but he knew that he had to be. All of Westeros was depending on the outcome.

It had been a throwaway thought in the face of impossible odds, and then here he was, staring at a sign labeled "Gazin." He has never heard of such a place, but then, he's never been outside of Westeros. There must be a lot of places he's never heard of.

What a sight he must make -- sword drawn, his face and armor covered in dirt and sweat and even some blood. His immediate vicinity is deserted. There's no one to give him any answers, or any other indication of where he is or how he got here. There's only one thing for it. He sheathes his sword and heads in the direction indicated by the sign, in search of someone who can provide some answers. Or a stream to wash off the grime. He's not picky.

[Around town]

He's been here long enough to have discovered that in many ways, this place is similar to Westeros. Similar enough that it hadn't taken him long to get used to the place, anyway. He has also discovered that living as far North as he did in Westeros, he had missed out on things, like markets and taverns. Even the life he would have had without Robert Baratheon's meddling wouldn't have been of those sorts of things -- it would have been sheltered for different reasons. But here, freed from all of that, he can live the life he truly wants to live. Whatever that life is.

Right now he's enjoying that freedom and lack of responsibility by wandering through the town, going wherever his feet take him, before ending up in the tavern at the end of the day with a pint of mead. He's not relaxed enough however to go around unarmed; he's got a sword at his hip and a knife tucked into his belt.