forum Dystopian Fantasy RP aw yeah (Private)

Started May 02, 2018 by @Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

tune

"Ah. Okay. Sorry, I didn't mean to pry."

“It’s fine, honestly. Just, they’re not by family anymore.” She finished cleaning the wound and it healed the same as the other. Tanrial wander over to the cupboard to put the vile back.

Bernon rolled his shoulder, feeling much better. "Wow," he remarked, deciding to change the subject. "That's powerful stuff. Wish I'd known about this a few weeks ago when I got my foot torn open on a rock."

“Ah, yeah. It does come in pretty handy,” She swished the remains liquid around, “Take it.” She threw the vile to Bernon.

"Woah, really? Thanks so much!" He beams at you. "Do you have a recipe I can copy down, or is it something I wouldn't be able to prepare?"

“You’d be able to make it, here,” Tanrial scrabbled around with some papers on the table until she found the recipe she needed, “Oh, just make sure to add some Yarrow. The activated charcoal isn’t strong enough by itself.”

"Okay." Bernon fished out a small, water-stained notebook and carefully copied down the recipe, making a note in the margins about the yarrow. "Is it magic somehow? I'm not sure how it works."

“Well, the mix of camomile and…” Tanrial fumbled for a small leather bag with some black marble stones in them, “these, give it property to seal the wound quickly, and give it that look. Other then that everything else is natural.”

"Ohhh." Bernon peered at the stones. "That's so cool." He shook his head. "The world sure is changing. When I was little, nobody knew about magic. Now it's everywhere. I guess there's ups and downs to that."

“I guess. I could teach you, about magic, if you want. I don’t know, sorry stupid idea.” Tanrial rubbed the back of her neck in embarrassment for suggesting it.

He blinked in surprise. "Can ordinary humans learn magic? I kinda thought it was something you were born with."

“Everyone has magic of some kind. Some aquire it easier then others, some live their whole lives not knowing they have any, which is most people. It’s just a matter of finding your…area.” She smiled with embarrassment

His face lit up. "Tanrial, I would be honored if you would teach me! That would be amazing! How do we find out what my area is?"

She grinned, “There’s a few ways. You said you wanted to go into town, to see the markets, right?”

"If it's safe and okay with you."

“Far from safe but what’s an adventure without some danger? Anyway, there’s a lady there that might be able to help.”

"Then I'd love too. Sounds like a plan." He stood up. "Anything we need to do here before we go?"

“Hang on one sec,” Tanrial rummaged through a small bag and pulled out another vile, this one dark in colour and swirling with red patterns, “Let’s go.” She said placing it in her pocket.

Bernon got the door and stepped back outside. "What's that for? That potion or whatever?"

“Bargaining chip. Just in case.” Tanrial winked and set off a few steps, ready to put the glamour back on the house.

"Aha. Good thinking. I might have some kniknacks and stuff I can trade too, although I don't know what these people value."

“Anything of value they might need for fighting, healing or emotional value.” She waved her hand and the glamour returned as the pair walked in the direction of the town.

"I'll probably have something then. Is the town mostly made up of humans?"

“Humans and merchants mainly in the normal part but where we’re going, you never know who’ll have a stall.”

"Okie dokie. I'll prepare for anything, then."
(I gotta go to bed now, seeya tomorrow! ^^)