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Things may be peaceful in Tendaji these days, but that doesn't mean that trouble doesn't suddenly appear out of nowhere. In fact, you just happen to stumble upon trouble and must figure out the best way to step in and help (or not, if you're more of the troublemaker type).
[ This is a roll and react event. So roll the dice and react to the prompt below depending on your number. If you're RPing with more than one person, have one person roll and all players react. ]
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1 - 5: Fire! A small fire has broken out at the local village. But what is on fire and who might be involved is up to you in your prompt response. Find a way to help keep it under control and get anyone out safely.
6 - 10: Mudslide It has been a dry few weeks, and many were excited about the rains coming in. But alas, it seems that too much rain has caused a mudslide. The damage isn't bad, but there might be a few people missing that need to be tracked down.
11 - 15: Flood One late-summer storm has caused the rivers to swell, and increased the risk of someone or something getting swept away. You happen to be in the right place at the right time to catch sight of a thing bobbing in the waters. What is it and how will you help?
16 - 20: Earthquake Tendaji doesn't get too many earthquakes, so it's surprising when the ground begins to shake. Not terrible enough to split the ground, this quake was still strong enough to shake up the community and cause some problems. Explore the damage and see if you can find any way to help out the community.
Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2022 3:32 pm
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Life in Belrea was ... stable. That was probably the best way Ygraine could explain it. In Belrea, with the slight elevation and the dedicated healing Uquin provided, Asa's health was better. Not perfect, not fixed, but - stable. There was no threat of attack by a wild beast, but definitely the threat of being robbed or stolen from. There was plenty of food, but only if you worked hard to get the coin for it. But it was similar in a lot of ways to Zena, so Ygraine was content.
Sometimes she missed life on the road - wished she could take her sons to see the world, the way her own parents had. She missed the freedom to pluck herself up anytime she wished to go visit her brother and see him and his family, but - but she didn't regret it, because life here was what was keeping Asa alive.
She missed a lot of her old life, but she wouldn't give him up for the world.
So she worked. She sometimes got home so late that her sons were droopy-eyed and tired after dinner and didn't have much to say to her. Sometimes, Asa himself would be bed bound, stirring only when she crawled into bed next to him, stroking his hair from his flushed face.
But it was getting better. They paid Uquin less nowadays, either because the old man had come to pity them or because Asa's assistance was helping comp the price, but it meant she wasn't away quite as much.
... But she was still working when the ground began to quake.
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2022 4:49 pm
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When Asa left the manse all those years ago he never would have imagined himself in Belrea. The climate had effected his health for the better and with care his 'good days' were starting to win the ever present war against the 'bad'. They never truly went away, though; every time he thought himself in good spirits a small cough would turn into stretches of lost time. Sometimes Asa's fevers would take him from consciousness for days, others longer, and that was always what bothered him the most. If he had to be ill then at least grant him the ability to be present for his family.
He missed traveling, though he dared not speak it. There was a fondness in his memories of seeing the world as his beloved did and allowing his sons to grow with the wilds under their feet. One day they would return to that life, with or without him, so until then Asa was determined to do what he could to ease their burdens.
He worked as much as he could. Domesticity hadn't come easy to the Sargsyan scion, though as the years went by Asa had become better at it. He made sure that his sons' slept on clean sheets, that Ygraine had a warm meal every night and that his own training rarely faltered. When he was having a 'good day' Asa tried to make the best of it, but it was those that lay inbetween, the rough ones, that irritated him.
He didn't have a fever, but his energy was low. Asa had awoken with a light cough and a headache. A medicinal potion was all it took to cure him of his headache, though the cough remained as he went about his morning chores. Shopping was still somewhat of a difficulty for him even after all this time because of his impulse to spend more than they had, but that was why he wanted the practice. He had to get better at it for her.
He'd already picked up a basket full of salted fish and eggs when the earth started to shake. For a moment Asa thought it was him - after all, he wasn't the steadiest when he was unwell - but then it intensified.
And then the earth raged.
The Zenan fell to his knees, eggs shattering on the cobbles, while a few others screamed around him. When he looked up several locals were running out of buildings having been chased out by falling pottery and shelving, only to have one such building collapse behind them.
"Where's Oska?! Didn't she come out with you?"
"No! She's still in there!"
Coughing into the back of his hand, Asa picked himself up at a walk and left his basket behind. He needed to help!
Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2022 8:01 pm
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One moment, Ygraine was walking along one of the narrow alleyways, two bags full of goods for delivery slung over her shoulders - the next, the earth began to shudder. Dust and debris crumbled from the buildings above her, and with a shout she hurried forward - forcing herself to duck down as the walls on either side wobbled and creaked ominously. Chunks of plaster and material pelted over her as she ran, thudding uncomfortably into her shoulders and neck. Arms flung above her head, Ygraine stumbled free of the alley, coughing as a plume of dirt followed after her, and looked up to a scene of chaos. For one - she was in a neighborhood she didn't recognize, and without the alley to trace her steps, she had no idea how to get back home.
Was Asa okay? Her boys?! They were at school, she reasoned, surely the teachers there would make sure they were safe, and yet--
Asa. Asa was her first priority. When she'd left that morning he'd been asleep, though conscious enough to stir and hum softly when she kissed him before she left. Still - if he was home and the walls collapsed --
Coughing, Ygraine brushed her hand over her face, realizing she was covered in dust and dirt from the buildings, her shoulder smarting where something had struck it, but otherwise unharmed. Her job would have to wait - they could dock her pay, for all she cared, but her husband would always come first.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2022 3:50 pm
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A burly Geian woman crashed into Asa's side and very nearly knocked him to the street in her attempt to seek shelter. Most were hunkering down to wait out the remainder of the quake, but for once in his life Asa held the advantage. As a man used to walking with a certain level of imbalance from time to time he maneuvered around the crowd with far more ease than those trying to get away from the shaking buildings blocking their paths.
He had to remind himself that the school his sons attended was one of the safest structures in the area. It was solid; far sturdier than the row houses, anyway, and corner shops. And Ygraine - spirits, where was she in all this?
"Oska! Can you hear me?!"
Torn between the need to look for his family and that which was right before him, Asa chose to act. He dipped down onto his knees on the sharp pavement infront of two Lightning women. One was holding the other in her lap and desperately trying to keep her awake. Asa didn't know how she was still conscious; the rubble pressing down on her lower half had to be agonizing. The building itself was an older structure and it hadn't taken much to bring it down. It was a miracle this woman hadn't died, or maybe it was a curse.
From the way she tossed and turned, trapped in a hell all her own, Asa couldn't begin to guess.
"Are there others?" Even as he asked Asa's hands were moving out to press against the injured woman's head to offer what comfort he could. His magic pooled into her, weakly reaching out for burst veins and bruised organs. It wasn't much; he was limited due to her situation, but he could try.
For a moment the other woman just cried, but when pressed again she nodded. "They were....Oska was on the top floor, and they were on the bottom..." So, if she was like this then they....Nodding in understanding, Asa looked about. He needed to get her out and fast. "And you? Are you alright?"
"Y-yeah. I was coming back when it started."
Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2022 1:16 pm
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Ygraine would, later, feel guilty to recognize that given the choice of staying where she was to help people who were clearly in trouble, and going back to her husband - she made a choice opposite that of her husband. She stumbled, at first, picking her way through streets that looked unrecognizable due to the throngs of people pouring out from their rocking buildings, but she eventually did find a street that was familiar - and from there navigating back to her own street was quick work.
Or - not so quick, as her brain made the seconds drag, each minute feeling like an agonizing eternity. It was by pure chance that, among the orange and green of Geian and Lightning, she spotted the pale blue of ice and shoved her way through to where her husband seemed to be crumpled to his knees in the rubble. It was only when she knelt close that she realized he was bowing beside two women, one of which looked close to death.
"Asa." She breathed, hand briefly carding through his hair, just to reassure herself he was there. Then she turned her head to the smaller women, face crumpling in concern.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2022 11:29 am
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"Stay with me...Focus...." Asa murmured and tapped the side of his 'patient's' face. Whereas before she'd been tossing in pain she was starting to settled into a faded mewling that he knew all too well. When the tension started to leave her completely he started to pour more magic into her -
- only to have the woman at his side smack the other woman across the face. She woke with a startled gasp, followed by an agonizing groan that had even him surprised. For a moment the two locked eyes and he nodded before doubling down just to keep her heart beating.
He didn't notice Ygraine was there until he felt her fingers in his hair. The extraneous noises were easy enough to block out and at the moment there was so much calling his attention that he'd left himself exposed. Still, when he looked up to her the relief in his soul was palpable. "Ygraine...thank Chi you're alright." At least, she looked to be fine. His tired eyes looked over the hybrid with a cursory glance when coughing caught his ear and he turned back to the woman on his lap.
Red gurgled up from her throat and her partner cried out in worry. Without looking away from the scene before him, Asa spoke up to his love. "Ygraine, do you think you can free her? Her legs....are likely lost, but I can't mend what's left with the weight holding her." His magic was acting as a stabilizer; it was neither healing nor was it assisting a quick death. This couldn't last....
"If you can't...." If she couldn't then he wasn't going to allow this woman to suffer any longer.
Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2022 9:36 am
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Asa was, literally, a sight for sore eyes. He looked filthy, covered in blood from his patient, and dust from the buildings around him - but whole and unharmed, and alive most importantly. She wanted to drag his tiny frame into her arms and protect him from everything, but she managed to shake herself from the impulse once reminded of the people beside them.
Of course... her fragile, near death husband would decide to risk his lungs in the dust and instead help everyone around him. He was a much better person than she was - she'd barrelled past plenty of people in need in her attempts to get back to her husband's side.
For him, at least, she would be useful though. So she nodded, roughly tugging off her gloves - she'd need a good grip to do this. Ygraine spent a long minute hurriedly moving smaller rocks and debris from the base of the rubble. "This won't be pleasant." She warned. The rubble pinning the woman was simply too large to easily lift off. She moved into position, murmuring a count down for Asa to follow - before she lifted. It was... a strain; the muscles in her arms creaked ominously, her temples pounding with the pressure of lifting - but after a few painful, long moments - the stone lifted, enough for her to hurriedly crab walk it OFF the woman.
She was pretty sure she'd strained something, as a pang went through her wrist and some innocuous injury on her shoulder throbbed angrily, but when she dropped the rubble heavily onto the ground beside Oska she sat, heavily, on top of it, head turned away from the ghastly sight left underneath it.
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2022 11:23 am
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Asa tried to take a deep breath to mentally steady himself, but found himself choking back a wheeze instead. His grip on his patient tightened, limbs shaking with the effort to keep his focus on saving a life instead of easing his own discomfort. Sure as the sun his breathing returned to him though with it came a sense of nausea and a dizzying fatigue.
This woman's distressed partner, seeing Ygraine moving stones out of the way, moved over to help. She was nowhere near as muscular as Asa's amazing wife, but she was doing what she could. In all honesty he may have been glad for it until a thought gripped him. He reached out for her arm and gave it a tug. "You'll...not want to see," He murmured. "Focus on her; she'll need you."
After a moment realization hit her and she nodded. Slowly, she moved back into position and Asa gently maneuvered the woman's lap onto her partners instead of his own. Despite the panic and agony, the two exuded a love that he hoped would go on far longer than today. Looking to his own wife, he nodded and helped to count down with her, adjusting his own body to be as close to the damaged limbs as he could.
Immediately after the pressure was lifted from her legs two things happened in quick succession. Oska let out a shriek that nearly jolted her body off the ground, and Asa's magic flared with a bright, glowing light. As horrific as it was to hear the fact that she was able to react to pain gave him hope. Her left leg had separated completely, so he focused his efforts there first. Stemming the bloodflow, mending flesh, doing his best to at least keep her stable before someone else could come along before shifting to the right.
Goddess above. Seeing the mangled flesh didn't help his nausea in the slightest. Before his life on the road Asa had been a stranger to injuries like this. He'd known illness, blood...those sorts of things were normal with his affliction, but this? It terrified him. For a moment Asa hovered over her leg, doing his best to think over what needed to be done when his vision dipped. For that brief moment the tension left his shoulders, very nearly causing him to fall himself, but Asa pulled through it.
By the end of it he was soaked in blood to the bicep, and visibly shaking. From weakness of mind or body, he couldn't say. Oska herself had stopped struggling midway through and while she was no longer conscious she was breathing which was all he needed.
"Thank you." Her partner sobbed. Tears ran through grime and blood down her cheeks, but there was a tentative smile there. "Thank you so much; both of you. I just....I-I-I couldn't lose her..."
Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2022 3:53 pm
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Ygraine wished there was something, anything she could do, now that the rocks had been moved - but this was fully up to Asa now, and she could only watch closely as he worked. The air was hot and stank of blood, and despite hunting with her baba and doing her part in prepping animals and skins - this was different. But throughout it all, Asa continued - even when his golden eyes went foggy and distant, hands trembling so much that Ygraine wanted to clutch at them and hold them steady, despite the blood. Instead she sat still, until he finally leaned back, signalling that his work was done.
Even Ygraine, who was by no means a healer, knew that they weren't out of the woods yet; infection could set in, or her body could still quit on her because of the trauma it had endured, but that, likely, was work for another healer to tend to later. If Ygraine had her way, now she would whisk him back inside, and hope that they could prepare some water for him to wash himself clean of blood and dust. She rose, body aching and throbbing with discomfort from overtaxing it, and moved to kneel by her husband, gently carding her fingers through his hair, rubbing her palm against the back of his neck in a way she did when he was feeling nauseated or dizzy.
A deep sense of unease made Ygraine's tongue feel thick in her mouth, because if she had it her way she'd have begged Asa to go back inside and not risk his preciously frail energy on a near stranger - but he was, really, a much better person than she was by a mile, so instead she forced up a strained smile. "You'll have to be strong for her. She'll need you now, more than ever. Do you have anyone to come help you? Somewhere to stay?" She tilted her head towards the building, destroyed building - after all, she'd missed the earlier exchange where Asa learned that more lives had already been lost to this woman today.
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2022 2:19 pm
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Asa made a small noise in the back of his throat that may have been a relieved sigh if he'd allowed it. He didn't want to give either of these women false hope in the very likely case that she may not survive the night. The pallor of her skin remained tinged in blue no matter how much life force he'd imbued her with. It was a sickly sort of grey that only time and proper care could fix. Healers could seal wounds, repair veins, even keep a heart beating if they were skilled enough, but no one could create blood where there was none.
The former scion leaned into his wife's touch and happily used her ministrations as a distraction. Ygraine had a way of keeping him grounded when the world felt unstable beneath him and Asa very well may have fallen to a dizzy spell if she weren't with him. As it were the iceling closed his eyes and took several slow, unsteady inhales to keep himself together.
He missed the part where the poor woman shook her head and turned a frazzled eye to the wreckage. "We lived above the shop..." Asa opened an eye when he heart a jagged inhale and saw the way she was practically biting her lower lip to keep from crying.
Asa leaned toward Ygraine and pressed a hand against her to straighten his posture. He was utterly spent, as he knew she must have been as well, but he couldn't leave it at this. His thin fingers found Ygraine's and looped around them for a supportive squeeze. "If my wife finds it agreeable, I would like for you to come with us." For all the good his posture had done the sudden cough that rattled his chest undid Asa's composure. He covered his mouth in shame with his spare hand, but never backed down, even when his eyes watered from the strain.
"My skills are not nearly so grand as to do more than I already have, but I would like to offer you a place to rest in the interim. That same kindness was offered to us in our time of need and I feel it only right to pass it on." Turning back to Ygraine, Asa's shoulders drooped with exhaustion, but he remained hopeful. He knew it was asking a lot of his poor wife, though he hoped he knew her well enough to know a giving heart when he saw one. "I would also like to pay a visit to Uquin and see if he would lend his services. "
Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2023 2:05 pm
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Any other time Ygraine would have joked about him putting her on the spot. Their tiny home was hard won, after years of struggling in Belrea, one year of which they'd imposed on his healer as live in patients. As it was though, Ygraine couldn't find it in her to refuse; maybe Asa wanted to extend the same kindness Uquin had all those years ago, or perhaps he was invested in their recovery. She prayed that he wouldn't get too involved; losing his patient after working so hard might crush him.
But, she took his hand and squeezed it back, blowing a wayward curl from her sweaty, dust stained face. Then, she carefully wound her arm around his back and helped him to stand, patting him briefly on the shoulder before she moved away to get closer to the injured woman. "I agree with my husband. Let's get her moved inside, and get you settled down, hmm?" It took a bit to figure out how best to lift the injured woman, but with Asa's input Ygraine managed it and lifted her up into her arms, smiling as reassuringly as she could at the woman's fretful partner.
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2023 4:33 pm
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If need be the boys could sleep on cots in the living area or camp out in Asa and Ygraine's room. Arden would likely have cross words about the situation, but he was a good enough lad that if he saw need for it he would comply. He already shared a room with his brother, which was a fraction of the space Asa had known in his youth, but the boys were content. Togetherness was all one really needed and if he could make sure these women had the same then he would.
With his wife's assistance, Asa was once more on his feet and trying his best not to fret over his temporary patient. Even unconscious the wrong move would cause her body to lock in pain and her partner would tense. To distract her, he moved closer and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Might we have your name? We know her to be Oska, but I would have yours if you'll allow it." Giving a softer smile as he pulled his hand back, Asa nodded toward Ygraine. "We have two sons - Colm and Arden- and they'll likely ask for it even if I don't."
It was enough 'normalcy' for her to focus on as they started to walk. With Oska quiet for the moment, her partner was given a chance to breath and wrap her arms around her torso. "Gianna. I-It's Gianna."
"Miss Gianna, do you care for tea?" Turning away from the Lightning woman, he looked to Ygraine. "I feel as if we'll all be in need of a good, strong cup this evening."
Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2023 8:40 pm
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He was a good man, her husband. Ygraine watched him interact with Gianna with all the grace and respect of a healer, so unlike the nobles that he was born from. She tried to imagine any of those people willingly bloodying their hands like this, and came up short - once more reaffirming her respect for the man she'd married. She carefully adjusted her hold on Oska, and began to walk, relief settling over her when their humble building came into view. There'd always been the fear that they, too, would lose their home in the disaster, but that didn't seem to be the case.
Next, once they were settled in, she'd leave her husband to recuperate and would need to rush off for Uquin, then to the boys' school to make sure they'd made it through in one piece.
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2023 8:46 pm
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As much as he'd pushed it to the back of his mind, the very real worries about their own home and the boys' school were there. Now that they were entering this part of town Asa could see that it hadn't been effected nearly as much as the south end and for that he was grateful. If their home was fine then it was likely that the school hadn't been touch or at the very least was only shaken a bit.
Once he had the ladies settled into a bed he was going to find a nice, quiet spot and crash. Even if it was just a seat in the sitting room, Asa's cough had returned and he knew a nice, woolen blanket was calling for him. Truthfully he should have been worried about changing out of his blood stained clothes but that could wait for later.
