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farsickness2020-03-15 02:30 pm
radishlobbyist) wrote in farsickness2020-03-15 02:30 pm
Reluctantly At Home
WHO: Wen Qing and OPEN
WHEN: March catch-all
WHAT: More settling in and daily life in Gazin
WHERE: Various places across Gazin
WARNINGS: None for now
The apothecary
Wen Qing still lives in the humble room above the apothecary and indeed, her life currently revolves around the place.
She spends most of her days working in the apothecary. When she isn't standing behind the counter selling its wares or advising customers on the best treatments, she will be pouring over musty old books and catching up on knowledge about local ingredients and treatments. Or she will be in the back preparing medicines, but ringing the large brass bell will call her back into the store.
One day as you step into the seemingly abandoned store, there comes a crash from the back and then loud cursing. "Cursed boxes!"
At the port
While she works hard, Wen Qing's true goal is still finding a way home. Over the course of February, she has made absolutely no progress and she is becoming far more impatient by now in her search for answers.
As a result, when she isn't working or practicing with Zidian, she can often be found strolling around near Gazin's harbor at the shores of the river passing by the town. She can be found quizzing the crews of various ships about travel to faraway countries and places where more magical knowledge may be found, about centers of magic and strange phenomenons which might have displaced people. All that sniffing around and asking too many questions from a woman who clearly doesn't belong among the tough sailors isn't only making her friends here.
Same in the rough taverns visited by sailors and merchants, where she quickly becomes known for being too interested in other people's business, though she also becomes known for paying for information... and thus, for carrying coin on her while appearing frail and delicate and utterly unarmed.
One of these days on her way home through dark, abandoned streets, she is bound to catch the attention of a cutpurse, if she doesn't do so in the tavern itself.
Forest
That Wen Qing is not unarmed is something you might see if you stumble across her in a clearing near the edge of the forest, which she has taken to visit for practicing. Here she will spend hours practicing with Zidian, the spiritual weapon that takes the form of a purple lightning whip which she has been lent by Jiang Cheng. She will flick it at the trees over and over again, which bear deep scorch marks by now and a few have been utterly hacked away at.
Wildcard
WHEN: March catch-all
WHAT: More settling in and daily life in Gazin
WHERE: Various places across Gazin
WARNINGS: None for now
The apothecary
Wen Qing still lives in the humble room above the apothecary and indeed, her life currently revolves around the place.
She spends most of her days working in the apothecary. When she isn't standing behind the counter selling its wares or advising customers on the best treatments, she will be pouring over musty old books and catching up on knowledge about local ingredients and treatments. Or she will be in the back preparing medicines, but ringing the large brass bell will call her back into the store.
One day as you step into the seemingly abandoned store, there comes a crash from the back and then loud cursing. "Cursed boxes!"
At the port
While she works hard, Wen Qing's true goal is still finding a way home. Over the course of February, she has made absolutely no progress and she is becoming far more impatient by now in her search for answers.
As a result, when she isn't working or practicing with Zidian, she can often be found strolling around near Gazin's harbor at the shores of the river passing by the town. She can be found quizzing the crews of various ships about travel to faraway countries and places where more magical knowledge may be found, about centers of magic and strange phenomenons which might have displaced people. All that sniffing around and asking too many questions from a woman who clearly doesn't belong among the tough sailors isn't only making her friends here.
Same in the rough taverns visited by sailors and merchants, where she quickly becomes known for being too interested in other people's business, though she also becomes known for paying for information... and thus, for carrying coin on her while appearing frail and delicate and utterly unarmed.
One of these days on her way home through dark, abandoned streets, she is bound to catch the attention of a cutpurse, if she doesn't do so in the tavern itself.
Forest
That Wen Qing is not unarmed is something you might see if you stumble across her in a clearing near the edge of the forest, which she has taken to visit for practicing. Here she will spend hours practicing with Zidian, the spiritual weapon that takes the form of a purple lightning whip which she has been lent by Jiang Cheng. She will flick it at the trees over and over again, which bear deep scorch marks by now and a few have been utterly hacked away at.
Wildcard
Re: forest
Only, grit and determination don't make up for lack of experience, she excels in throwing needles and has solid sword knowledge. She's never even wielded a whip until Zidian, let alone one as strange as Zidian that doesn't even have a handle, but rather has the crackling band of energy come directly out of the ring on her finger. Purple electricity dances wildly over her hand while she trains with it, strands of it connecting the ring to the snake bracelet part of Zidian on her wrist.
She whirls around, the length of the whip curling around the tree trunk she has been massacring but it doesn't hold on tight and cut through the trunk like she wanted it to, instead slipping to the ground.
She huffs, glaring at her hand in frustration before cutting the spiritual energy she had been feeding it.
She looks around. "You can come out now. I can feel someone is watching me."
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Alone, in the woods, where nobody can see her fail.
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