test drive meme #2

[fernwehmods]

SCENARIOS

01. Settling In

It's been a couple of days since you have arrived and once the fatigue from that multiversal travel has been fixed there is a town that you should probably get acquainted with. At least well enough that you don't get lost every time you venture away from the inn where you are likely staying for the time being.

Down the narrow streets to the south where most newcomers first enter Gazin, the tradespeople have set up their shops. Armourers, blacksmiths, bowyers and carpenters can all be found there, as well a few shady types who cannot pass up the advantage of ripping off an unsuspecting person.

Heading east, one can find the two apothecary shops, a bakery, a herbarium, seamstress and shoemaker. There is also a medical clinic set up and is equipped to care for anything up to moderate injuries.

The northern part of town is the district that most people tend to avoid. It's smelly and dark and trouble lurks in every corner. It's hard not to get an uneasiness that feels like someone is watching you. If asked, most civilians will explain why it is called The Devil's Mouth.

In the west district, it is bright and cheerful and generally happy. Music and celebration seem to happen twice daily, every day of the week with Saturday being the loudest. During that day, the marketplace comes to life with vendors selling their fresh food or wares. In the evening, there's typically a firework show and maybe a drunken fistfight or two that ends with more drinking and some laughter. Sometimes, but not often, trouble from the northern district trickles into the west. Those slow festivities but not for long.

02. Exploring

You have heard people talk about the places beyond Gazin and now you find yourself itching to get out and see them. Be it Vasari Forest or Roselake, you and your trusty legs (or horse) plan to be gone for a week or more. One must always be cautious of the dangers while travelling, however. Bandits and rogue soldiers often cannot pass up the chance to take what isn't theirs. There are also creatures and monsters hiding in wait to curiously check you out or worse, hunt you for their next human-shaped meal.

But, that's all part of the adventure! Take someone along with you and maybe some weapons, too. Make sure one is made of silver.

03. Quest

The Druid known as Bhalris has contracted you to head into the Oren Mountains to find and pass a message along to the dwarf known as Brazmas Steelbelly. What Bhalris doesn't exactly explain is where Brazmas can be found, only giving approximate directions to a certain landmark where a series of clues will be revealed that start an interesting, though perhaps frustrating adventure.

Pay attention to the white raven and other animals along the way. They may be there to help with your journey. How do you tell them apart from the other wildlife that may or may not be dangerous? You can't.

Good luck!

04. Celebration

Impromptu parties are quite the norm in Gazin and it doesn't matter what the occasion is or who it is for. There's music, plenty of drink, dancing and good times to be had.

Let loose and have some fun!

05. Wild Card!

Want something else? Feel free to choose your own adventure or mix and match to create something completely different!

NAVIGATION

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[darksmokerising]

"Merlan, I'm Merlan," she murmured, still distracted as she half shook her head. "I'm not really sure if I am or not and I know I don't know you but...you're familiar." She paused and took a breath, then let it out slowly. "You're an angel, aren't you?"

That was the only thing that made sense. Her wings reacted to magic and to angelic energy, she knew that from Micah. She'd known it on a whole new level when he'd spoken. It was impossible to keep her wings in and she sort of shrugged them out in a wash of bright colours much like the lilac-breasted roller's, her wings shimmering slightly with magic.

[madehischoices]

"Merlan... Oh, he breathed out as he watched her wings unfurl. His eyes widened, his hands reaching out and almost touched her wings before curling his fingers in a tight fist. He was itching to touch them, it felt like a physical need but he couldn't.

That wouldn't be right.

"I'm Castiel..." He explained as if just his name explained everything.

[darksmokerising]

"Hello, Castiel." It did explain everything to her, that she had been right. That feeling had been recognition. Her smile was soft but bright with joy and she was reaching out a wing to brush his fist before she realised it. "It's alright, you can touch them. I don't mind."

It seemed right for her to offer, like a hug or even a handshake.

[madehischoices]

Castiel looked startled and really what Angel wouldn't? He wasn't used to something as precious as wings being offered so freely. He cocked his head questioningly at her.

He allowed his blue eyes to turn a brighter blue and then just as quickly his eyes returned to normal.

"If you're sure?" He spoke softly, reverently. He uncurled his fist and reached out to stroke the feathers closest to his hand.

[darksmokerising]

"I'm sure," she says, her voice soft as she lets her wings curve up and around him. He wants to touch them so very badly, that's easy to see. Her own eyes flicker to that bright blue in an echoed response, much to her amazement. She is so new at this, at everything but deep down that feels right.

She feels it deep down and steps a little closer.

"They won't break."

[madehischoices]

Castiel closed his eyes for a second, centering himself. He couldn't believe that any of this was real. Things like this just don't fall into his lap like this. In the early days, when he believed in everything, he wanted for nothing, God had provided.

Except God wasn't real, he wasn't good at least not in the way Castiel believed.

But this, she felt more real than anything Cas had experienced lately. His eyes opened again and focused on Merlan's face before moving to her wings. With a small smile, he reached out and ran a hand along the edge of her wing.

"You have an awesome gift, do you know that? Not all of us have that gift."

[darksmokerising]

"Angels without wings?" she said softly, her eyes closing in pleasure. Oh, was it supposed to feel that good? Something terrible must have happened. But then, she remembered the night of a thousand stars and she felt it keenly. "When they fell, they lost their wings?"

The sadness of that concept was so keen that when she looked up into Castiel's eyes hers were bright with power and anguish at the thought. Her hands cupped his cheeks for a moment, the touch delicate, her expression indeterminate between the birth of an idea to the pain of his loss.

"Can't I help you get them back?"