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 Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 12:49 pm
Silver lune is surrounded by woods. All the trees are old, but healthy. There is plenty of lumber to be had out here and plenty of wild plants to pick. There is a path that winds through the forest that will lead you to the lake, and another to lead you to the mountains. There is rumored to be a secret spring somewhere in the woods, but happening upon it can only happen under very special circumstances.
(Do not RP finding the spring, the spring will find you.)
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 2:12 pm
Lilah had finished her work on her ranch for the day and closed down the shop. She still had another round of feeding to do in about an hour but for now she'd leisurely walk down the forest path whistling softly as she would look over at the trees which were starting to turn green again with the arrival of spring. She'd breathe in deep, letting her lungs fill with the fragrant air.
"Aaah~ Winters finally done with!" She'd say a big smile crossing her lips.
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 1:00 am
Timothy and Marcus were ambling along the lane to the lake, when they heard a soft whistling coming from somewhere far away. They both shuddered, but held in their screams.
"Ghost?" Marcus whispered.
"We have to get back home in time, let's hurry."
The two brothers started to quicken their pace.
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2009 8:22 pm
Dahlia strode lightly on the forest's path, only stopping momentarily to stretch her sore legs. She had forgotten just how far she had walked yesterday when nobody arrived to bring her to Silver Lune. Considering that she didn't have an asthma attack along the way though she didn't mind so much, so long as she could take breaks every now and again.
She sat at the base of a large tree not too far from the path as she did just that, rolling her ankles once firmly seated. Looking through the fresh and newly budded leaves on the trees she inspected the sky, which seemed to promise rain soon. Dahlia smiled in a small way, fluffing some of the dampness out of her hair with her fingers as she did. Rain was always nice in her opinion.
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2009 8:39 pm
Roxana had fallen asleep under one of the biggest trees. It shielded her well from the rain and she didn't have a drop on her. The librarians glasses were slated to the side and a book had fallen from her hands as the maiden slept.
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2009 8:57 pm
Looking about as she enjoyed the cloudy weather she spotted what looked to be a body curled at the base of a large tree. Getting up she padded on the soft foliage below her feet as she approached Roxana.
'Who would be sleeping outside in this sort of weather,' Dahlia thought, frowning with disapproval, 'you could get seriously sick lying out like that.'
Once she reached the girl she felt even more disapproval seeing the book lying on the ground and the glasses askew on her face. She didn't look dead or seriously ill to Dahlia so she saw no excuse for such indifferent behavior.
At a crouch she closed the book to protect the pages and it's spine and as stealthily as she could she removed the girl's glasses and set them on the book so that they wouldn't get bent. As for bothering her Dahlia wanted no such thing since she wasn't good with people and what that girl was doing napping there was her own business. She began to retreat as quietly as she could though the leather bag that swayed at her side clanked lightly beside her.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 3:14 pm
Roxana stirred a bit. "Papa." she muttered reliving a distant past were her father would take her glasses off. The librarian woke up finally noticing that it couldn't have been her long gone father. When her eyes opened she could only see fuzzy blobs. The girl bite her lip moving her had around for her glasses. She started with her right side and found nothing, then to her left. She could feel a cool breeze and bits of rain which scared her even more. Finally she gave a cried of joy as she found her glasses.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 3:40 pm
Hearing the girl begin to awaken she jumped with a start, causing a louder but still somewhat muffled clanging to issue from her tool bag. Supposing that there was no way to hide her presence after her metalic cacophony she stopped trying to slink away and paused a few feet away from the other girl. She sidestepped halfway behind a tree protectively, resting her palm against the bark as she gandered at the other girl. She supposed she should say something.
"Are you okay?" she asked, feeling a little stupid after she issued out a question with a pretty obvious answer.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 8:19 pm
Roxana gently put on her glasses. Whom ever was making so much noise really scared her. Roxana picked up her book like it was a shield. Of course it was no good. She then braced herself against the tree. "I....I...I'm o..okay." she manged to mumble out upon seeing another girl with glasses.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 10:42 pm
"That's good," she mumbled back, "but you should probably sleep inside. Its safer."
Swaying a little as she stepped out from behind the tree, the tools in her bag tinkled lightly this time. Remembering her last encounter with Tyson she wanted introduce herself, hoping to be more curteous this time around. She felt kind of bad now thinking about how rude she must have seemed to the guy.
"I'm, um... I am Dahlia Morgan. I'll be working at Morgan's Appliances and Repairs," she said, her voice getting quieter as she spoke.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 7:14 am
Roxana bit her lip. "I am Roxana Beaumont, I work at the library as the caretaker and you are right I shouldn't be sleeping out here. I probably wouldn't be out here if there wasn't anything to do. Hardly anyone goes to the library. It's kind of depressing."
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 1:15 am
"That's too bad," she said, feeling bad for the girl. Libraries were always nice in Dahlia's opinion, especially the one in her hometown. Even though the building was large and vivacious she always felt like she had her privacy there. A faint but warm smile drifted across her face for a moment when she thought back on the wafting smell of old books and the cushy armchairs she loved to curl up in.
"Libraries inviting when they're comfortable," Dahlia suggested quite factually, only then remembering that she had left her new book at home.
'Wait,' she thought, 'didn't Mr. Lopez mention her? I think he told me to ask her more about the author of the book he gave me. But when I think about it I'd like to read it before I go delving for any other works first.'
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 8:13 am
Roxana straightened herself. "I don't know about that. Arwen the blacksmith said that she could always go there and think. The library has arm chairs over just wooden ones. My father took great care in making the place comfortable. I still use many of the practices that he did."
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