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 Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2018 1:21 pm
Tch. Tch. Tph. Tch. Tch. Tph. The sound of Ishitari's movement wandered all throughout the town. Her feet hit the ground in quick succession of one another. The town center was a good walk away from the docks but one that was very welcome after an extended boat ride. Entef circled around her in the sky and came down on her right gloved hand. He was just as excited as she was it seemed. Her free hand gave his head a simple pat while the other noises of the town would play out. The sound of a family walking together mixed with the conversation of a shopkeeper and a customer haggling over a price. In this chaos lied a beautiful percussion that was the most peace that Ishitari had felt in years. Could she be safe here finally? To live her life without being in service to another who enslaves their people? Hopefully.
Her journey took her down the road to the market district as many people were present as always. They talked and chatted among themselves. Sounds of coins and such in pouches being slung around or opened were all that Ishitari cared to hear. Tch. Tch. Tph. Chng. Her own coin purse jingled from within her robes. A hand fell over it out of instinct along with her stomach curling out of fear but only for a moment. Those days are gone. For now, at least. There should be no reason to be afraid. Her thoughts were her own, swimming in her head while she couldn't help but feel as if she was standing out in the crowd. It was not an incorrect statement based on her appearance. Ishitari's clothing was so obviously not of Valor or Trendel. Maybe the many here thought of her as an actor in a children's play? It would be a fitting cover story for her. After a few precious seconds of mentally talking herself into removing the hand over her pouch, she left out a lengthy exhale and continued on. Children her age would be hanging out with friends or be waiting impatiently with their parents here. Would they turn her into the royal guard if they came? Thoughts came up about such a grim fate for her. Her pace increased out of worry. Tch. Tph. Chng. Tch. Tph. Chng. Their whispers and ramblings increased in volume. She was getting overwhelmed in herself as the chaos continued. Noise, noise, noise! Ishitari held her head and barreled into the first building she came across.
She slammed the door shut and was trying to catch her breath. Very slowly the fears and worries were disappearing back into the back of her mind where they belonged. Her fingers slid down the door as she tried to catch her breath. Entef chirped on her shoulder as he worried about her little outburst. It took another few moment but Ishitari soon caught her breath and then turned around. Her hands were still shaking but she ignored it. The shop they were in appeared to be a bakery of sorts. She walked inside without any shoes or footwear of any kind and felt her stomach growl. So much food to be found here. Ishitari wanted to eat it all. Anything that looked like it could have berries in it looked delicious to her. Without anybody visible to service her, she looked around to try and find one such person.
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2018 3:24 pm
 
The new day has begun and Roselyn is excited as usual to go to her bakery. She cannot wait to start the early morning routine of heating the ovens and preparing the dough with her team. The fiery heat coming from the ovens and the feel of sticky dough is truly like home to her. Hopefully, Catherine will come today to continue getting used to the routine of working with the ovens. It is probably not the most exciting part of the job since a lot of is patience and keeping a close eye, but it is crucial to the entire operation. Unfortunately, the princess did not come. The bakery doors were open and the morning rush came and went. Roselyn had prepared the special of the day during the busy morning hours so that they would ready when the morning crowd sort of died out. Now that she was out and about, she was able to speak to some of the patrons who were still there, asking them about their experience at the bakery, how they and their family been doing, etc. Her head turned to see a female entering the bakery as if she were on the run. Is she in trouble? The poor woman looked anxious. At a second glance, Roselyn noticed the woman's skin color and outfit. She is not someone this bakery owner has seen around here, and she does not believe that this woman is native to this area. Perhaps she is from a desert tribe, but these assumptions should not be made so promptly. There is one thing that is clear about this woman: she is hungry. Roselyn cannot stand there knowing that someone in her presence is hungry. She walked around the counter, sliced a few portions of her braided cinnamon raisin bread, placed in a small basket and walked over to the dark skin woman. She presented this basket as a gift to her before saying, "Welcome. You seem famished. Take this gift from me. If you don't like the taste, please let me know. I am sure we can find something to your liking. And do not worry about the cost for now."❀ ✿ι αм:[Roselyn de la Croix]❀ ✿мσηєу:[None on her person]❀ ✿ωнαт αм ι ∂σιηg:[Showed Catherine the Ovens. A new day has begun. The typical routine starts all over, but a mysterious woman entered her bakery.]❀ ✿ωнєяє αм ι:[Bakery]❀ ✿ωнαт αм ι ωєαяιηg:[Am I pretty baker?]❀ ✿мαякιиgѕ:[N/A]❀ ✿ςσи∂ιтισи:[Healthy]❀ ✿αςςєит:[Thats my voice]❀ ✿OOC: []
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2018 5:52 pm
Ishitari was surprised to be greeted by a woman with her hair kept in a long single braid pushing a basket of bread towards her. Her hazel eyes fell to the slices of raisin bread in his grasp. Just the sight of it was enough to cause her mouth to water. It had been so long since she had anything other than fish. Entef hopped along her arm holding the basket, just in front of Roselyn. He chirped and tilted his head at her before continuing on this with normal schedule of perching atop the girl's shoulder. Delicious scents wafted into her nose as her arm moved on its own. It shoved a slice of bread into her awaiting mouth and chewed with such voracity. Her mind found the words she had been looking for. "I will pay you for this gift. Thank you." is what she was trying to say. What come out was something impossible to comprehend along a "thank you" as her mouth had been filled with quite enough bread already. Ishitari swallowed a mouthful of bread and continued while stepping out of the way of the door and into an empty seat. The people nearby were staring for obvious reasons. Maybe it was her clothing or her skin. Maybe it was the bird on her shoulder for the fact that she was a skeleton eating bread like she had not eaten for weeks. All of these were good guesses. The rhythm she had heard once before was muffled over the noises of her chowing down on her precious bread. After a few minutes, Ishitari had managed to eat through all of it. Letting out a satisfied sigh, she smiled a bit at Roselyn but was still very weary of her. After all, she could tell the guards she was treated here. What would happen to her if they found out? She was aiding an escaped slave. While she wasn't aware of the legalities behind such an act, there were certain to be consequences.
"Do you have anything to drink?" she asked, her heavy bahtavan accent making it clear that she was an outsider to Eoana. "Thank you for your kindness. I will pay for whatever is brought."
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2018 8:05 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2018 10:53 pm
It was then soon that a glass of milk was provided to her. A male employee walking over towards the two and setting it before her. the moment his hands were moved, it found its way to her lips. The glorious beverage finding its way down her lips as she drank it all down. After a few more bites of raisin bread and long sips from her milk, Ishitari smiled at Roselyn. She appeared in happier spirits now that food was in her stomach. "I thank you, miss. Your generosity is very appreciated." She mentally kicked herself for showing such emotion but then again it would be rude to just accept all of this without so much as a parting glance. The child remained quiet for a moment or so while debating her next move. She couldn't exactly tell her the entire truth but maybe a small white lie would suffice for the time being. "I was travelling here from Bahtavan and left my food somewhere else. Had you not come, I would have starved." Ishitari smiled and continued to chat with Roselyn for a little while at least, until she left the shop some time later. It was a good initial meeting, and it was certainly nice to have a person in town that was generous.
(Super late Day End Post}
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2018 2:06 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2018 8:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2018 8:24 pm
It was good for Roselyn to be away from the bakery for a few days. Her mind is in a clearer state, she feels refreshed, and she is ready to deliver her guests the best service and baked goods they should get. Today is unveiling the apple fritters that she has been testing lately and she hopes that her guests will receive them well. Her fellow bakers had been working hard in her absence, so they were the first to try her apple fritters. All of them liked what she created, so that is giving her some confidence for how her guests will respond. The routine may the same, but she is feeling more enthusiastic about it than she has been in a long time. Once the freshly baked bread had cooled and was out on display, the doors were opened for guests. As people shopped for bread and other goods, Roselyn encouraged them to give the apple fritters a try. So far the reception of her fritters is positive. Hopefully, it will remain that way."."❀ ✿ι αм:[Roselyn de la Croix]❀ ✿мσηєу:[None on her person]❀ ✿ωнαт αм ι ∂σιηg:[Working]❀ ✿ωнєяє αм ι:[Bakery]❀ ✿ωнαт αм ι ωєαяιηg:[Am I pretty baker?]❀ ✿мαякιиgѕ:[N/A]❀ ✿ςσи∂ιтισи:[Healthy]❀ ✿αςςєит:[Thats my voice]❀ ✿OOC: []
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2018 7:22 pm
During the beginning of the festival, people did not stop visiting her bakery, buying and eating her various baked goods. The sugar coated crisps are being received favorably by those who were looking for a quick, sweet treat. Everything was going so smoothly. Then something horrible happened. Roselyn was not sure what it was at first other than a loud boom. Was it an explosion. She went outside to investigate, and all she saw was chaos. People were running, parts of the market district were being destroyed. She even spotted a few people being struck down by arrows. The market district is under attack! she quickly retreated to the bakery and kept the front door locked. It may not keep the attackers at bay for long, but at least they will not be able to immediately barge in. Right now her main concern is to help those inside the bakery escape. With the help of her employees, she directed her guests to the back of the bakery so they can escape through the back door."."❀ ✿ι αм:[Roselyn de la Croix]❀ ✿мσηєу:[None on her person]❀ ✿ωнαт αм ι ∂σιηg:[Was working. Now trying to help people escape]❀ ✿ωнєяє αм ι:[Bakery]❀ ✿ωнαт αм ι ωєαяιηg:[Am I pretty baker?]❀ ✿мαякιиgѕ:[N/A]❀ ✿ςσи∂ιтισи:[Healthy]❀ ✿αςςєит:[Thats my voice]❀ ✿OOC: []
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2018 4:35 pm
𝓐𝓽𝓽𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓢𝓺𝓾𝓪𝓭𝓻𝓸𝓷 𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮
𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓗𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓡𝓸𝓰𝓾𝓮
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Passing from one victim to the next, the Black Hooded Rogue continued to swipe and claw from one the next. That is until he noticed some people being beckoned into one shop in particular before the door was shut. Narrowing his eyes as he grinned and howled briefly before shifting completely into a strange yellowish furred spotted deranged large dog and charging at the bakery. Instead of trying the door, however, the nearly rabid canine ripped through one of the windows, smashing through the glass and pouncing into the first victim he saw. Ripping the female to shreds as she screamed and fell, the shifter shifted back into partial form, his large claws bared as he smirked and started to charge at any remaining citizens trying to hide.
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2018 11:57 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2018 1:34 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2018 8:57 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2018 8:56 pm
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