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 Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2015 12:16 pm
This Quest is for Sathe who is striving to become a Healer.
OOC
||. The quest prompt must be answered with a 2000 word reply (can be more).
||. Respond to the prompt given with an adventure of your own creation as long as it meets the requirements of the specific tasks.
||. NPCs may be used as long as they advance the quest in an interesting manner.
||. You cannot include any playable characters other than the quest taker.
||. Your responses will be graded on a letter grade scale. A grade of D or F will result in repeating the quest process, C or better will result in passing and possible rewards.
||. Questions about quests can be asked here.
IC
The sun was rising on yet another day, and though the brief amount of snow that had graced their warm lands had long gone, most of the people of Tale had fallen ill, unprepared for the cold snap and unable to fight against the sickness that seemed to spread quickly from one person to the next.
No one could deny that Sathe was a kind and compassionate girl, everyone in the village knew of Sathe, her older sister and her entire family. They were the go to if there were any injuries wither they be major or minor ones. With this sickness about there was a large flow of the populace that were coming to seek help against the annoying symptoms of their colds. The symptoms ranging from fevers, chills, phlegm were just the start of the problems. The worst being that people suffered from unstoppable coughing fits the depraved them of sleep and left them in an exhausted state.
Being kept so busy the family had rallied together to try and find faster methods on making a simple elixir to help ease the worst of the symptoms, the coughing. With Animah the primary magic user gone to Jahaur it was left to her younger sister to come up with a means to speed the process up faster. Fire magic would of made the most sense to use, but...Sathe didn't know how to wield it..
Quest Tasks
|| Sathe is being tasked to find a faster way to make this elixir to help calm down the symptoms of coughing. There is such a high demand for this mixture that the only way it is plausible for Sathe to keep up is to resort to using elemental magic to speed up the process.
|| The mixture has to be heated at a constant high temperature for at least five minutes to stabilize it. Using a regular fire where the temperature was too unpredictable meant that there was a high failure rate for each small bath made. If its too hot the mixture burns, if its not hot enough the contents separate and is not effective.
|| Sathe must find a way to tap into her elemental magic. She can resort to books, request knowledge from the village elders or seeking training from one particular elder who happens to be suffering from this same illness as the others.
|| Quest grade will not be effected by what method she uses to tap into her elemental magic.
|| Quest must result in Sathe finding a means to get the elixir made in quick or large amounts.
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 7:11 am
Too Much to Handle
The winter had been rough, and harder than any other winter Sathe had ever known. She wasn’t sure she was able to even believe that Tale had seen snow. It was brief, but it was there, and it was cold. Many of the adults had seen to it that they hastily prepared for the low temperatures, but the children had thought it fun and different and almost magical. There was snow on the ground, and so they played. As it turned out, the freezing temperatures weren’t the worst of their problems. It was the aftermath that really had things worrying her. Once the snow had cleared up and the weather started turning it seemed that it was all catching up to people and the majority of the village was coming down with what looked like the flu. The children were hit the worst, their playing in the snow had surrounded them with the cause of the sickness and once one child had caught it, it quickly spread to the others. The village was a cacophany of coughing and wheezing and sneezing, and most seemed to be coming to Sathe’s family for healing and potions. It broke Sathe’s heart to see the small younglings nearly unable to breath with their illness.
There wasn’t much their family could do for them besides prescribe them a potion for their cough and symptoms and have them wait it out. But there were too many. The days went by and more and more people continued to flood through their home, and they couldn’t keep up with the demand for the potion. It was tough enough getting by without Aminah there. She was the only one in the family that was capable of heating the potion like it needed to be with her magic, and she had always been there before for the occassional case of coughing or sun sickness. Now that she had moved on to Jauhar to be with her partner, it left Sathe and her mother and father rather clueless. Neither of her parents were magic users to begin with, and Sathe had chosen healing. How she wished that she could have made a flame, but she had been young when she realized that she couldn’t for the life of her use elemental magic. Many frustrated nights trying to be like Aminah had taught her that.
They had tried a natural fire, brewing the potion over their hearth, but the flames were unpredictable and unreliable. It would scortch the potion before it had even had a chance to stabalize. They had lost a large portion of their supplies already just trying to get a decent batch. It hadn’t taken much time to realize that the fire wasn’t going to cut it. But if they couldn’t use a fire, Sathe couldn’t begin to understand how they were going to be able to help everyone in the village. She knew what she needed to do… but she was at a loss. No amount of trying had been able to help her use elemental magic. But she would need to try again, she would need to be able to use fire, get the potions to brew and heal people like she wanted to do so badly. She would have to get it right this time.
(549/2000 words)
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 7:31 am
Nothing's Working
Sathe was with her parents already that morning, seeing villagers as they came through the doors and sadly turning them away with a promise to get more potion ready soon. Once she had come to the resolve that she would need to learn magic she excused herself from her parents and retreated into her room. ”I have to try to do something.” she called back to them before closing the door.
When Aminah had moved out of her home in Tale, she had given away everything that she didn’t need to take with her on the journey to Jauhar and to her new home. She had taken special care to give Sathe what she could to help her out and her room was now full of trinkets, herbs, runes, potion bottles, anything that Aminah had had extras of. And that included her books. Aminah had left her three rather thick, leatherbound books containing the secrets to elemental magic. It wasn’t the first time Sathe had flipped through them and tries to decode the secret part she was missing from herself in order to use magic, but this time it had to count for something. She grabbed a thick dusty book and blew on the cover, rubbing what was left of the dust with her sleeve. It was the one book Aminah had pointed out to her before she left that would serve her best when trying to learn magic. And she had to trust.
She pulled open the cover and started to pore over the information. Spells, incantations, summoning elemental spirits – it all seemed a little too advanced for Sathe. She sighed and continued to flip pages. She didn’t need luck, or jinxes, or love. She needed practicality. Halfway through the book she started to realize that they had switched focus and the book was now mentioning the elements. Something about the soul connecting to the earth around her and pulling from them to get strength. Sathe rubbed her forehead and closed her eyes. This was what she was looking for, but how was she supposed to know how to go about it without anyone to show her? Frustrated, she pushed the book away and pouted, but the pouting turned to guilt and she gingerly pulled the book back towards her. She needed to pay attention. She leaned in closer to the book, her nose nearly touching the words and continued to read, like she would somehow pull the information in better if there were less distance between her and the paper.
After what seemed like hours of reading she leaned back in her chair unable to focus anymore. Her eyes felt blurry and she was getting nowhere. She thought to what the book was saying, what it was telling her she would need. She tried to soak her brain in the information and closed her eyes rubbing her temples. Now was the time to try if any.
She grabbed her string of beads and tried to feel the nature around her. She focused on her breathing pulling in breaths, letting them out evenly. She reached deep down inside of her and pulled fire from her lungs, away from her body and towards her fingers, and… nothing. Not even a spark, no smoke, it was like she had just picked up any old beads and was waving them up in the air like and idiot. She slumped back down and rumbled out a frustrated string of complaints and insults to the world in general. Why had she been skipped over in the ability of magic? Why couldn’t she do it now of all times? She lamented quietly, eventually getting so mad she stood from her chair abruptly and kicked it over. It toppled over with a loud bang and she clentched her fists. It wasn’t fair.
(1185/2000 words)
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 8:23 am
Adapt and Overcome
Sathe needed a break from her frustrations. She needed some air and to be out of the house. Her parents were still seeing more and more people while she was gone and she felt the guilt climb inside of her. She was being selfish. She was throwing a tantrum and stomping around like a little kid because she couldn’t get her way. Though it was because she was trying to help others that she was so frustrated. Was there a way to be selflessly selfish? She left out the back door and quickly ran to her shed. Her workroom of clay was damp and smelled of the pile of clay sitting on one side of the room. She threw herself down to the floor and tried to calm herself. She needed to center. She filled her lungs with air and meditated, calming her blood and taking in the smells around her. She opened her eyes and whipped her fingers out with a snap. Nothing. She snapped a few more times. Nothing. She though that maybe if she could help start the friction then maybe there would be a spark, some sort of progress. She snapped again and again, feeling her fingers get warm before she just felt the steaming anger boil in her chest. But… it wasn’t in her chest. The room was actually getting warmer. Sathe noticed she was sweating at this point and wiped her brow. That was something.
It had her almost excited, her anger fading while she continued to snap away. There was no spark, but there was heat. And then the moment came. She needed something bigger. She clapped her hands together at an angle as if they were flint rock and a spark flew from the connection. Sathe’s face lit up. ”Oh!” She stood in the room, now not only moist but steamy and hot. Something in Sathe lit up and she knew something wasn’t right. It was too damp in the shed. She couldn’t get a fire going with so much water in the air. She slammed open the shed door and felt the cool crisp air come over her. With another clap of her hands she squealed in delight as a fire came to life. It was small, it would definitely need some training, but it was there. She cupped her hands and held the small flame suspended in the air. Would she be able to do it again if it went out? She blew the flame out and shook out her hands, preparing for a second test. This time she reached down inside of her, trying to get the fire from her lungs again and with a deep inhale she clapped her hands together and a larger flame roared to life.
It worked! She was so happy she could cry. But instead she rushed to the house and threw open the door. Her parents were both surprised at the sudden sounds and turned to see what all the commotion was. The flame in Sathe’s hand stayed steady and they both lit up, knowing what it meant not only to the village, but to their daughter. ”I did it!” she squealed out. She ran over to the table the potions had been sitting on and let the flame die out. ”We can get more potions ready now.” Sathe was already pulling out all the stock they had left for the potion and her parents were politley ushering the sick from their home, promising them potions very soon.
Sathe prepared the first batch and brought out another flame from her hands, this time trying to coax the fire away from her palm and under the beakers the potions were being held in. It obeyed and with a sigh of relief Sathe watched as the first potions began to bubble. But it was too hot and Sathe lost the first batch. She moved the steady flame to the next batch and concentrated on bringing it down to a simmer. It seemed to work and her parents clapped her on the back in pride and they started an assembly line. Her mother would prepare the brew, Sathe would light it precisely right, and her father would cap the bottles and crate them for deliver. It didn’t take more than a couple of hours to get enough for the first batch for the whole village. They would need to make more, and soon to keep giving the village their next dose, but now that Sathe knew she could do it something in her was alight with joy and excitement. She could use fire.
By the time her father had made his rounds and given everyone enough potion for the night, Sathe was exhausted. She curled up next to her mother and sighed in delight. ”I can make fire mother.” She nearly cooed. She couldn’t have been happier with herself and within moments she was asleep leaned against her mother. The day would start all over again tomorrow and Sathe would be able to give the sick their medicine as they came in the door.
(2033/2000 words)
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 8:27 am
All done with Sathe's quest heart
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 10:32 am
Class Quest Result
Pass!
Sathe has passed and received a rank of Healer!
Congratulations Sathe!
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