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westwhere2021-06-05 11:11 am
royal_venant) wrote in westwhere2021-06-05 11:11 am
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Who: Regulus Black and YOU
What: Catch all, we’ll see where this goes
When: Early June
Where: Wherever Regulus goes
Warnings: None at the moment, but individual threads will include warnings if necessary
[OOC: Individual thread starts for various other threading ideas will be in the comments, if you have an idea for a thread other than the options presented, hmu on plurk or PM to plot.]
Exploring the farmhouse
On one hand, Regulus was grateful to have been rescued from those forest people who’d restricted his movements quite a bit. On the other, they had fed him and given him shelter, and the freedom and what was on the other outside their dwellings wasn’t impressing him much.
A decrepit farmhouse full of rat droppings wouldn’t impress anyone, in Regulus’ opinion.
He found the garden and the study the most interesting parts of the farmhouse, the places he liked the most.
The garden, for the enchantment placed around it to grow the plants. The plants themselves were uninteresting, but the magic around them was interesting. He could read some of them – earth, (wo)man, sun/time, growth, but he had absolutely no intention of touching them, he was smarter about magic than that. But this was a place where magic existed and that was comforting.
The study was interesting for the books, more specifically, the astronomy books. One look at the stars at night and he knew he was not on earth anymore. Where was he specifically? He had no idea. But though he couldn’t read the language used in the books, he recognized the star charts and could now easily pick out the different constellations. It was a puzzle for him to mull over in his copious amounts of spare time.
Visiting the lake
There was nothing unusual about the lake, and this disappointed Regulus. For a week, he’d watched the forest people shout angrily at it and spit at it, and when he’d tried to sate his curiosity as to why, they would just get fluster and shuffle him away from any direct line of sight of the lake.
Clearly that meant that something was hokey about this particular body of half-frozen water.
But it was just a lake.
However, now that Regulus had moved to the farmhouse and his movements were no longer restricted by the forest people, Regulus found himself coming here, standing on the shore or walking along the edge, again and again, like there was a mystery to unravel. He knew the forest people wouldn’t be forthcoming about their secrets, but maybe if he studied the lake, he’d figure something out.
What: Catch all, we’ll see where this goes
When: Early June
Where: Wherever Regulus goes
Warnings: None at the moment, but individual threads will include warnings if necessary
[OOC: Individual thread starts for various other threading ideas will be in the comments, if you have an idea for a thread other than the options presented, hmu on plurk or PM to plot.]
Exploring the farmhouse
On one hand, Regulus was grateful to have been rescued from those forest people who’d restricted his movements quite a bit. On the other, they had fed him and given him shelter, and the freedom and what was on the other outside their dwellings wasn’t impressing him much.
A decrepit farmhouse full of rat droppings wouldn’t impress anyone, in Regulus’ opinion.
He found the garden and the study the most interesting parts of the farmhouse, the places he liked the most.
The garden, for the enchantment placed around it to grow the plants. The plants themselves were uninteresting, but the magic around them was interesting. He could read some of them – earth, (wo)man, sun/time, growth, but he had absolutely no intention of touching them, he was smarter about magic than that. But this was a place where magic existed and that was comforting.
The study was interesting for the books, more specifically, the astronomy books. One look at the stars at night and he knew he was not on earth anymore. Where was he specifically? He had no idea. But though he couldn’t read the language used in the books, he recognized the star charts and could now easily pick out the different constellations. It was a puzzle for him to mull over in his copious amounts of spare time.
Visiting the lake
There was nothing unusual about the lake, and this disappointed Regulus. For a week, he’d watched the forest people shout angrily at it and spit at it, and when he’d tried to sate his curiosity as to why, they would just get fluster and shuffle him away from any direct line of sight of the lake.
Clearly that meant that something was hokey about this particular body of half-frozen water.
But it was just a lake.
However, now that Regulus had moved to the farmhouse and his movements were no longer restricted by the forest people, Regulus found himself coming here, standing on the shore or walking along the edge, again and again, like there was a mystery to unravel. He knew the forest people wouldn’t be forthcoming about their secrets, but maybe if he studied the lake, he’d figure something out.
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Sizhui considers the question for a moment.
"In a way. There are watches now, so those at the farmhouse are safe, but at night, it calls to people. To wander all the way here, and inside it. To the body beneath the waters.
"It is fortunate that nobody drowned or froze for it."
Then he brightens, slightly, eyes crinkling a little. "Although at one point, the entire water of the lake got lifted up so we could examine the body, even if it only stayed up briefly and everyone got wet."
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"Someone lifted the whole lake?" Regulus asked, a bit incredulous. Also good information to know. Some kind of magic must have been used in order to achieve something like that.
Regulus relaxed a little. This man did not seem intent on unsheathing that sword and using it against him. But he still kept his wand in hand.
"What else do you know of this place," he asked after a hesitant pause, wondering if he should so quickly give away his ignorance and newness. But he needed to know more about where he was and what he was dealing with.
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"About this place... have you been to the Sa-Hareth citadel? It is where everyone was brought, at first, at," Sizhui's cheeks blush a little, but his tone keeps calm and steady, "a house of pleasure. Some still go to help out there, thanking the lady for her hospitality. But more and more of us kept showing, and it is safer to not draw too much attention to ourselves - we were brought here to be soldiers for Unhalad, after all, and broken from captivity. Being recaptured would likely not be good.
"As far as I know, at first people came to at the mines, and in an old prison, and were broken free from both places. Then some of us showed up by ship with one of the mirrors," he swallows, no, not a pleasant memory, "and once it arrived in Sa-Hareth, we were retrieved.
"The people who have helped us this far - Haltham, Karsa, the Lady of that house Tamaiu - all work for someone who calls himself the Merchant. We are supposed to stay alive, because if we die we can be used by Unhalad, and to make coin, as the expenses for us to be retrieved - it's only fair to reimburse them, is it not?"
He's at a disadvantage for having arrived later than some, but also he has two teachers who arrived early - if he thinks of questions and they know the answers, they will tell him.
"... apparently, people robbed a bank, in order to gather such coin."
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"One of-?" Regulus asked, wary. "What do mirrors have to do with this?"
He was well aware that mirrors could contain sinister magical properties. And nothing about this place had given Regulus the impression this was a paradisical afterlife.