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Test Drive Meme #1
Welcome to Fernweh's Test Drive Meme! Do you have an interest in joining the game? Need to make sure the setting works for you and your character first? Or have you made the decision to join the game and need fresh samples for your application? Whatever the reason, feel free to use the scenarios however you wish.
You know what to do! If you don’t, just follow the instructions.
How To Play:
→ Comment with the character you would like to test drive (duplicates are allowed)
→ Choose a scenario or start your own
→ Tag around
→ Have fun!
01. Arrival
You have been sitting and staring at the sign above you for some time now, lost in a blur of swirling questions that seems to start with how you ended up there; in a place (and time, maybe) that you know you weren't an hour earlier. Or maybe you're an old hand at this by now and you've figured out that this is simply another stop that the multiverse bus has made. So why not get off and look around a little?
At any rate, the sign points you towards the direction of a place called "Gazin", which looks like a decent-sized town from where you stand. There has to be someone who can explain.
02. Around Town
So, you've settled in. Well, mostly. At least you know where things are without taking too many wrong turns and ending up in the less desirable areas of town. But now you can go about your day. Visit the market, check out the local shops or have a drink with a new friend at one of several inns.
03. Exploring
You've heard people talk about some pretty interesting places and now you're itching to get out and find them. Be careful though, there are creatures and monsters out there that will be pretty interested in meeting you and may wish to have you for its next meal. Better take someone along. And maybe some weapons, too. Make sure one is made of silver.
04. Monsters
So, you managed to find that location you were looking for. Good for you! Only.. it seems you've also found one of the native creatures to the area and you now face to face with it. Um. Good luck! We'll see you when you get back!
Hopefully.
05. Celebration
It won't take long for you to figure out that people of Gazin are, all in all, pretty happy people. It shows, too, when a seemingly quiet evening suddenly bursts into a random, impromptu party to celebrate whatever good fortune has touched a person. Name Days, good harvests, betrothals, weddings, or just life in general.
Sing, dance, drink and be happy, too!
06. Wild Card!
Want something else? Feel free to choose your own adventure or mix and match to create something completely different!
Renfri | The Witcher
Renfri walks into Gazin with her dagger in hand, briskly ignoring the alarmed looks this earns her from townspeople who make sure to keep their distance to the wild-eyed woman who looks as determined as if she is on the hunt for something.
She is, in fact. Renfri is hunting for a sorcerer. She had just been on her way into Blaviken after spending the night with the witcher Geralt, had been thinking in despair about how many of her men would have to die today before Stregobor died, had wished she had that kind of magic to simply wish herself somewhere, anywhere else where Stregobor would never find her. It had been a fervent and regular wish when she was younger and had not yet accepted the only way she would ever be safe was if he died. Then there had been a boom and black fog and she had found herself at the crossroads to a town named Gazin.
Her wishes don't come true. Thus there is only one explanation: she is currently in one of Stregobor's beloved illusions, and she is absolutely certain that he is hiding somewhere. He would never be able to resist watching his prey squirm in his web.
Thus, she stalks through town, jumping at shadows, searching every stranger's face for something familiar. Hunting.
Around Town
"Bring me another beer!" She puts her mug down on the counter and sprawls herself on one of the tall chairs, elbows propped up on the counter. "Or tell me what else you have got. Anything interesting they drink around here?"
Renfri looks to her left, where another patron has walked up to the bar, presumably to make their own order, and she moves her elbow to give them a friendly nudge. "What's that you have got?" She gives an amused snort. "Barkeeper keeps trying to sell me the same watered-down swill and says that's the house special."
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He didn't bother to seat himself currently and thus no doubt towered over the seated woman unintentionally. There was no visible weapon on him, but a person would do well to not assume he was unarmed. The long fall of hair did much to hide the signs of the weapon hidden by the coat he currently wore, but a perceptive person might be be capable of noting the top of the weapon's hilt resting against the stiff collar beneath the hair.
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Renfri nodded at his half-empty mug. "Yes, looks like you've got the same spill I have. I had hoped to hear of something more exciting. Something a little stronger, preferably, or at least not tasting of dishwater."
She briskly ignored the innkeeper's indignant protests, just going back to sipping on the drink she had just called dishwater.
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Of course, their luck the brew from the keg would taste even worse and that was the reason it was diluted with the water. He'd heard of bartenders who would rather make the most of the bad situation than eat the cost and order better liquor to replace the bad.
He cut off the innkeepers protests with a inquiry about the meal possibilities that were on offer, eventually going with the simple offer of stew and bread. It would hopefully be better than the beer.
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"I think I'll stick with this for now," she decides in the end, and takes another large gulp to empty her mug, promptly ordering a refill. "Board and lodge cost me already. The coin I arrived with will only last me so long and I don't know how long until I find work here."
Her eyes wander to the weapon on the man's back. Maybe he will be able to help with that, if he goes around armed he might be in a similar line of work as she.
"You don't happen to know of anything, do you? I'm good with a dagger."
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"You might ask around about small pest control, or shop security. Those might work well enough with a small weapon."
The monsters and other critters outside of town, those were beyond being taken on with a dagger in his opinion. It might be possible to take on a few with one, but you'd need considerable skill, speed and no doubt a ton of luck in the fight so that the tables did not get turned on you given the nigh to nonexistent reach of the weapon.
"If larger game is more desired, I would look into a larger weapon or speak with someone with one to form a team to take on the larger pests out there."
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"I'll think about it," she says, shrugging slightly. "I'm a lot harder to kill than I look." Being immune to magic, for one. It brands her a monster in the eyes of her enemy but it's still very useful. Maybe not so useful here, though, depending on the prey to hunt. "Some kind of security job wouldn't be bad, though, just to get quick money for more weapons."
She likes her dagger, it is well-suited to fighting against humans which are her main opponents back home, but it may indeed be unsuited to fighting the creatures in the forest.
"Are you from around here?"
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As for the question, "I'm not a native. Something brought me here from...elsewhere." The less said about being from another world the better perhaps. "I've not been here overly long however." Just long enough to have gotten the general lay of the land and an ideas as to its needs and dangers. Long enough to have met a few of those dangers first hand for the coin he was currently spending on the meal that had just arrived before him.
He nodded at the innkeeper in silent appreciation, before a gloved hand dropped the necessary coinage into the other man's hand for the food.
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Renfri raised a brow, lips quirked into a crooked little grin. "I'm from someplace elsewhere, too," she admitted, looking right at these cat-like eyes of his which she had indeed noticed, though she wasn't going to bring them up unless she found a good way to do so. If in his homeland elsewhere non-humans were as loathed as in hers, just bringing it up at all could have him believing she was picking a fight. She really wasn't here to ruin her nice evening.
"It was a surprise showing up here. But it's not very different. Just... more peaceful, so far." Mostly for her, because her pursuer wasn't here.
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He listened quietly to her words, one of his own pale eyebrows rising slightly at the last statement. It made him curious as to the situation and place she'd come from, if this wasn't different aside from being more peaceful so far.
"Did you happen to express a desire to be...somewhere else, before finding yourself here?"
It was the last thing he could think of prior to finding himself here. It sounded as if she wasn't originally from around here, much akin to him...if he could find a commonality in their arrivals, at least there would be a clue as to the cause. Not that he really found himself too upset by the displacement if he were to be honest. He had expressed a wish to be elsewhere, and he had no real desire currently to return from whence he'd come.
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"Wishing to be elsewhere, huh? Is that what you did?" She sounded pensive, going quiet as she tried to recall exactly what she had been thinking and feeling on that morning as she made her way back into Blaviken.
She had been determined and convinced of the necessity of what she was about to do but she had been a little bit glum too at the thought of all who would die out of loyalty to her. They weren't good men by most people's standards, maybe, but they were hers.
"Yes," she admitted finally, "I did wish for it. I wanted..." To be somewhere safe. Somewhere she wouldn't be hunted as a monster, where she could live her life without becoming the monster she was hunted as by hunting her predator in turn, as Geralt insisted. She still disagreed with his views but that didn't mean she wanted to do what had to be done. "I wanted to be someplace far away," she finished weakly.
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He used the bread as a means of eating the stew at first, which given its thickness worked better than one might expect. A few bites passed before she finally answered him with an affirmative as to his prior assumption.
"That may have something to do with us being here possibly then. I also briefly thought of such a thing right before I found myself on the road before this town. I wanted to be somewhere else...somewhere that I couldn't be found.." Somewhere that would allow him to escape both his past and the company that would likely never cease chasing him upon his abandoning it, especially if he lashed out at it as he'd been contemplating doing right before his departure.
"Perhaps it's for the best that we find ourselves here?" He mused a moment after he'd cut his last statement off. "We desired an escape and were given one.." He paused for a moment for one another bite of stew, and the last of the bread with it.
"Time will tell, if there is a price tag attached to it or not."
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He did have a good point though about this being an escape, and Renfri could easily nod in agreement with this observation.
She tapped her fingers on the tabletop, a wry grin tugging at her lips. "Oh, I'm sure there's a price tag attached," she said, "there always is. Especially with stuff like this. Magic. It doesn't come for free, and sorcerers don't do you any favors." Which was the problem, of course, this clearly being magic. However... "The one good thing about that is, if we were both brought here in about the same way and around the same time, then it's far more likely that someone on this end of things did it. Not someone from our homes sending us away. That would be too much of a coincidence."
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His unnatural green eyes narrowed some at the thought that he'd only escaped one leash for another that wasn't as obvious. Held by an unknown figure. The last of the stew was eaten and he stood up from his leaning position to turn and rest the bowl and spoon against the bar top for the innkeeper to reclaim. His expression sliding back into it's usual impassive look that served him well enough at keeping his thoughts and feelings hidden from the casual observer.
"Sorcerers?"
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"Yes, sorcerers," she said grimly. "We must have been brought here by magic, which is... Well, that is puzzling in its own way." Because she was supposed to be immune to magic, she had been for many years now. "But never mind that. Point is," and here she rapped her knuckles on the tabletop again, "point is, what we should be wondering is why. Nobody does anything for free. We won't be able to tell until we have met more people who were taken, if there are any others. I'd like to know if they are fighters, too."