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january open post + catch-all
Who: Yona (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
cutefaced) & you!
What: A catch-all for January with OTA prompts and closed starter toplevels.
When: Throughout January
Where: Mainly in and around Olympia; some visits to Wyver, too.
Warning(s): Nothing yet, but I'll edit if that changes.
olympia proper;
cutefaced) & you!What: A catch-all for January with OTA prompts and closed starter toplevels.
When: Throughout January
Where: Mainly in and around Olympia; some visits to Wyver, too.
Warning(s): Nothing yet, but I'll edit if that changes.
olympia proper;
one - getting reacquainted;the outskirts;
[Before taking ill, Yona had spent much of her time in the market district - mainly because she's always been easily distracted by interesting things. As a result, she hadn't been completely familiar with other parts of the city before then, though she did make a few forays into the theater district.
No more. Now that she's back, she has every intention of learning her way around the city she and her friens have returned to.
Her wandering takes her almost everywhere - and as a result, she ends up hopelessly, uselessly lost. Maybe you'll catch her looking at her surroundings with a puzzled expression.]
...wait, was I supposed to turn right at the last street, or the next one?
[Help.]
two - weapons galore;
[You must never touch weapons, Yona.
Her father's words are fresh in her mind as she stands outside the weapons shop. Of course - she's already disobeyed him once, when practicing throwing daggers. But she can only keep "borrowing" from Jae-Ha and sneaking them back to him for so long, and they're his weapons, in the end; she needs to find something that suits her.
Sooner or later, she was always going to have to look out for herself.
So in she goes, although she nearly immediately looks a bit overwhelmed at all the different choices. Oh boy.]
There's so many of them...
three - order up;
[She can't just rely on other people to buy her things forever (although to be truthful, it's worked for her so far).
So, not long after they return to Olympia, Yona starts looking for work. Her problem is there aren't a lot of things she already knows how to do well - but part-time work serving food at a cafe seems simple enough, and she's managed to get a job as a waitress at the Wyvernest, which suits her just fine. One of the most interesting things about Wyver was the dragons, after all.
Now she's sort of got the best of both worlds - she can see the baby dragons while she's working, and can learn about them as she does. (The owner doesn't rebuff her when she asks for employment as some others have, but maybe that's because they remember she wore a Wyver pin at the gala. Maybe they think she knows more about dragons than she actually does.)
But at the moment? It's time to serve some customers! Yona looks up when she hears the door open and fixes the person who's just entered with a smile.]
Welcome to the Wyvernest! How many would you like a table for today?
one - neutrality problems;a visit to wyver;
[The first time she borrows a mount to go exploring, she runs into some of the people who have left the city.
...up until that moment, she hadn't realized just how bad things had gotten. Sure, there were people who were vocal about wanting to keep themselves separate from the people of Wyver, and people who were talking about fighting with them... but she'd believed it was just talk. After all, when she'd gotten sick, the medicine that had cured her had only existed because they'd cooperated with them.
But, no. Apparently it is that bad. And when she hears that people on both sides have been refused help from the Sanctuary and the Altar of Volkkra...
Well, she can't take it. She really can't take it.
So, from time to time, she ventures out from the city on a mount for a "picnic," though what she's got packed is more along the lines of simple food for traveling, cloth cut into bandages, and other things she's managed to purchase with her earnings from the Wyvernest cafe. Some days, when she's gotten especially good tips, she has a little more.
Some days, when business has been slow, she's got a little less.
Either way, she's trying. And she could probably use a little help... be it with passing things out to people who need them, or actually providing effective medical assistance, or not getting mugged or attacked by wild animals or something.]
two - edrathe ruins;
[Is it foolish to be out here? Probably. Is that going to stop her from looking around? Probably not.
...except it really should have, because enough time has passed that Yona's borrowed mount has decided to head back to the stables and has definitely left her behind. She's wandering around near the entrance now, unsure if she's actually where she left it or if she's just gotten terribly turned around.]
Hello?
[...there's that strange rumbling noise; she jolts, then glances over her shoulder.]
Is someone here...?
one - dragonwatching;wildcard;
[No amount of tension is going to keep Yona out of Wyver - for the time being, anyway. But even she's not that stupid; when she does take off for the hotter country, about midway through the month, she at least has the sense to change the style of clothing she's wearing and smooth down her hair. It's perhaps not the most effective disguise she could have gone with, but at least when her hair reverts back to its usual frizzy state, she can use that as an excuse -
It couldn't have been me you saw! Do you really think I could get my hair to look like that?
Et cetera, et cetera.
Anyway, now that she's back in Wyver, she's going to be visiting some friends - but she's also going to be taking the time to go observe some fully-grown dragons. ...from a distance, of course; she doesn't want to be eaten. Still.
There's no small amount of admiration in her eyes as she watches them.]
They really are amazing...!
two - lagoons;
[Before she goes back to Olympia, she has to stop at the lagoons. Has to. There's no two ways about it. They're one of the things she enjoyed most about the jungle country, and she doesn't know when she'll get the chance to bathe in them again.
The public bathhouses in Olympia are perhaps a little more elegant, but the lagoon has its charm, too.
For now, Yona lounges in one of the public pools, her hair fanning out across the surface of the water and preserving her modesty. But ultimately, a bath is a bath. There's a time and a place for being naked; this is one of them.
So she doesn't really think twice about it when she catches sight of someone's feet at the water's edge - she waves them over with a smile.]
Come in, the water's great!
[If none of the above works for you, just hit me with whatever! I just ask that you let me know when and where it's happening; I can come up with a justification for Yona to be wherever you'd like. Alternatively, hit me up by PM or athungriest and I'll be glad to write a personalized starter for you.]
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In there? Traps, probably. Keep an eye out and stick close to me--there might not actually be any traps, but this place doesn't look like it's been kept up.
[Flashlight in hand, Shura's prepared to venture into the dank crypt, motioning for Yona to follow her.]
Don't expect to find anything big. We'll be lucky if this gets us anything.
i'm so sorry this is late!
[They've come all the way out here. Coming back with nothing to show for it would be kind of, well, silly.
She follows Shura closely as they enter the crypt and wrinkles her nose slightly at the cold, musty smell. It's too dark to see clearly ahead of them, but so far, the path seems relatively unobstructed.
It'll be more dangerous further in.]</small
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I guess this could be excitin'.
[Hopefully, it wouldn't be too exciting. It's already feeling a little boring down the first part of the path. No traps or anything. It's almost anti-climatic, at least until Shura spots a ghost peeking out from the other end of a bend.]
Follow where I go for a minute. If you don't, you might get a chill or somethin'.
[Walking through ghosts rarely felt good, even if they were benign.]
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[Yona can't see ghosts, so she doesn't quite get what Shura is getting at. But for better or worse, she trusts her. Where the other woman goes, she follows.
...although she does shiver a bit as they draw closer to it.]
I didn't think there would be a draft down here... It seems pretty well enclosed.
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[Man, she does not want to explain the ghosts or anything like that. That's way too much effort.]
Don't worry about it too much. It happens sometimes in places like this.
[Though Shura's beginning to wonder if someone else had beaten them to the treasure. But then there's just something off about the wall coming up ahead of them, like a few of the bricks were made of a different material, the mortar between them a little thicker. She shines her flashlight on it, taking a second to consider.]
That doesn't look right... I wonder.
[If it was a trap, then there had to be a trigger coming up pretty soon. But there's still a good few yards in front of them.]
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Maybe if we press one of the different ones, they'll move...?
[Like some kind of secret door.
Or a trap, even. If they stood in front of the wall, the ground might fall out from under them.]
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[It could have treasure, it could kill them. Shura slips her hand behind her back, sliding out a small dagger. In the same smooth motion, she throws the dagger at the wall. It hits the mortar between the bricks with a soft thunk and sticks--that's definitely not regular cement.]
Oi, how good's your aim? Try shooting at it--you might have enough power to break it at this distance with that bow.
[It may be wood painted like bricks and stuck together with some kind of gummy solution, but either way, it was breakable.]
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[For hours at a time, even. Her neighbors are probably sick of hearing the thud of her practice shots hitting wood late at night.
But she nods, then notches an arrow and lines up to take her shot. A deep breath as she studies where she wants the arrow to go, and she lets it fly. The dice I rolled was nice, so she actually hits right where she wants it to!
...between the stress from the dagger and the arrow, it shatters. Enough for them to kind of see through to the other room, where there's the faint, flickering light of torches set into the opposite wall.]
How are we going to get in there? [...wait] How are those still burning?
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I see... the trap's probably in the other path. But gettin' through's going to be a pain.
[The real pain was going to be trying out a verse in front of someone who didn't know her background. Jeez, was the silver going to be worth the explanation she might have to give?]
I'm gonna try something--keep watch for me while I'm doin' it. It takes a bit of concentratin' to get it right.
[They were already this far, may as well. Shura brings her hands in front of her, forming a seal as she begins to chant, her voice low and steady. At first, there isn't any kind of reaction, but after a few seconds, the torches flicker, then grow brighter the longer Shura chants.]