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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
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She nods, warmth in her eyes to show that she appreciates the confidence shared with her even though the smile doesn't quite reach her eyes. "Your uncle must have loved you and your mother very much," she says, "not many men would claim another's son as their own, not even as their bastard son."
She hesitantly reaches out for him, a quick squeeze of his arm before she withdraws again, discomfited by her own clumsy attempt at comfort. She has never been good at showing physical affection with anyone but her little brother. "Your father, your birth father, you said you know him only from stories about war. Was he an enemy?"
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Although from Rhaegar's point of view, Ned would have been the enemy. He wishes he could talk to Ned, to ask him how he felt about Rhaegar when he found out the truth. If things might have been different somehow.
"I suppose he was, although really it depends on what side you were on." Both sides of his family had fought each other, because of a love of which he was the result, and he has to find a way to live with that.
"My father, my birth father, was the son of the king. There was a story in my family that my aunt, who was actually my mother although none of us knew that, had been kidnapped by him and held prisoner. Which is why the war started. The man she was betrothed to, Robert, got her family involved in an attempt to get her back. Robert killed my birth father, and determined to wipe out the rest of his family. The king was assassinated, Robert became the king, my uncle found my mother and she told him what had really happened."
It has to be confusing to someone else, especially someone not from Westeros, but it might help him start to make some sense of it. Which is what he needs. "It wasn't kidnapping. They loved each other and had run off together. But he already had a wife, so when he annulled that marriage in secret and married my mother, it looked like kidnapping. Then my uncle had to keep it a secret, so he claimed me as his son."
Hopefully that's not too confusing.