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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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Five's reaction gave him a chance to consider where he fell on the issue of torture if Five was headed in that direction. And here Regulus saw quite clearly where his morals landed. He would not participate in anything like torture should Five want to go that way. Whether he would save the old man or not, well that was a different matter, one Regulus didn't know the answer to.
But Five calmed down and refocuses.
And Regulus was comfortable enough to keep going. That he was, after a display like that, probably spoke to some skewed outlook on violence on Regulus' part. But why pause now for more study of moral implications?
Regulus lifted the wand again and ask the question.
This time the answers came quickly.
"He doesn't know anything about Haltham other than he's a frequent, welcomed guest at dinners. But-" Regulus looked a bit deeper for this answer. "He knows that Karsa is of the city. She performs magic for them for a fee from time to time. She gave a brew to the chieftain that took away the pain from his joints. She cast a curse on snakes and small vermin, and they no longer trouble parts of the settlement. The forest people are grateful that their children play without problems from snakes. He thinks she is costly, but that's how things are from the city."
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He looks at Regulus, who doesn't know enough to understand his anger, and flexes his jaw until he can work it up to a tight smile. The man has done everything he asked without complaint. There's nothing more he wants out of him.
"Good work. That's all I needed." Once Regulus leaves, he'll take Mingyu up on his offer and get rid of their houseguest. Then he's going to have to spend some time with the information he got and decide what to do with it.
After a moment, he seems to reach the acceptance stage of this entire venture and motions to the man. "If you want to ask him anything else, go ahead. I'll take you back when you're done."
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"Ya," he said, lifting his hand with the quartz, two fingers raised to gesture to Five to wait. "I have one. Why didn't they turn me into one of their undead soldiers."
The answer was interesting, at least to Regulus.
"He... doesn't really understand. The idea I'm getting is that the forest people don't get involved themselves in the fighting." They had been fairly peaceful during Regulus' stay with them. "And," there was just a bit more. "The other part is... Anurr doesn't obligate people to join him. At least, that's how this man frames it in his mind."
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"Aren't you lucky?" To him, the way Anurr operates makes him more dangerous. Devotion to the cause makes them more of a pain to deal with, and he hasn't figured out what inspires it. But he's too tired to ask.
He frowns at the old man, something like pity crossing his face before he schools it. All the time he spent with him and he never really changed that story.
"I suppose it could have gone worse for you. Another week out there and they might have seemed like a good idea."