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| - | ======Ozrelia & Company====== | + | ======Ozrelia & Adventure====== |
| - | + | =====Part 1: Ozrelia & Company===== | |
| - | [[story:start|Back to Stories]] - [[character:oz|More About Ozrelia]] | + | [[story:ozrelia|Home]] | [[story:ozrelia_uncooth|Part 2: Ozrelia |
| - | //Written by: Sammy //\\ | + | |
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| ====Chapter 1: Bird in the City==== | ====Chapter 1: Bird in the City==== | ||
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| + | //2nd Monday, Seedmoot, 12337// | ||
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| Ozrelia has made the big trip accross the sea from her home in Gracia to Covania' | Ozrelia has made the big trip accross the sea from her home in Gracia to Covania' | ||
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| Fear quickly gripping her that she may not be as presentable as she thought. | Fear quickly gripping her that she may not be as presentable as she thought. | ||
| - | //"uhh ah, sir? please a room for a few nights"// | + | //"uhh ah, sir? please a room for a few nights"// |
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| The keeper sighed as he reached to the back of the bar where a rack of keys sat. The keeper picked a set up and placed them infront of Ozrelia. "2 gold per night, pay upfront" | The keeper sighed as he reached to the back of the bar where a rack of keys sat. The keeper picked a set up and placed them infront of Ozrelia. "2 gold per night, pay upfront" | ||
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| ====Chapter 3: Out & About==== | ====Chapter 3: Out & About==== | ||
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| + | //2nd Tuesday, Seedmoot, 12337// | ||
| Ozrelia woke as sunlight began to coat the sky in its gentle warmth. \\ | Ozrelia woke as sunlight began to coat the sky in its gentle warmth. \\ | ||
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| Approaching the stable there were two human ladies and a Kenku manning the area, The kenku seemed to be with one of the ladies talking to a customer while the other lady was saddling up horses to a rather large well made cart. \\ | Approaching the stable there were two human ladies and a Kenku manning the area, The kenku seemed to be with one of the ladies talking to a customer while the other lady was saddling up horses to a rather large well made cart. \\ | ||
| - | Ozrelia butted in the convocation | + | Ozrelia butted in the conversation |
| Ozrelia bargained for a trip to Sunwood | Ozrelia bargained for a trip to Sunwood | ||
| ====Chapter 4: Sunwood==== | ====Chapter 4: Sunwood==== | ||
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| + | //2nd Wednesday, Seedmoot, 12337// | ||
| The oldest city in Covania, Sunwood, the countries Grand capital. The cart approached the south gate, //Lambert Gate// on the trip Ozrelia was advised this gate was overseen by the //Gold Alliance// a group of wealthy merchants who manage most of the profitable trade in // | The oldest city in Covania, Sunwood, the countries Grand capital. The cart approached the south gate, //Lambert Gate// on the trip Ozrelia was advised this gate was overseen by the //Gold Alliance// a group of wealthy merchants who manage most of the profitable trade in // | ||
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| Once everyone was cleared they piled back on the cart as they officially entered sunwood. \\ | Once everyone was cleared they piled back on the cart as they officially entered sunwood. \\ | ||
| - | Tulip heights, the area had been split into heights and downs, Downs being more densely populated. Ozrelia free of the cart began exploring | + | Tulip heights, the area had been split into heights and downs, Downs being more densely populated. Ozrelia free of the cart began exploring. \\ |
| + | The city was bustling with noise and movement. not unlike Ferrabreeze but more plain. the Multicultural density of the international visitors had mostly thinned out, Elves, Dwarves, The odd Lizardfolk or Genasi but mostly human and half-Breeds. Ozrelia stuck out like a sore thumb. Seemingly the only Aarakocra in the whole district, Her large stature and bright feathers doing nothing to help blend in. \\ Making her way to the side street, looking for some breathing room. down one alley, a right then another turn, Down another alley, down stairs, two more turns...wait. She was lost. | ||
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| + | Locals often warn visitors that the Downs of Tulip heights were maze like and like a typical tourist Ozrelia had fallen into the trap. well at least for a flightless tourist. As she prepared to spread her wings feeling quite smug they smacked against the tightly packed buildings. not even enough room to flap she groaned in annoyance. \\ //"I need to find some where more open, these streets are far to compact"// | ||
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| + | Eventually freeing herself from the tight back streets she burst into the air taking flight for the first time in days. Looking around noticing the buildings had become much more organized. this must be the Heights of Tulip Heights. Catching her eye was the huge Temple, From memory the decoration shows its a temple to Tyr, God of Justice. Ozrelia never gave the religious beliefs much thought. | ||
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| + | After a bit of flying around getting her bearings of the city she landed in the open area around the temple of //Tyr// A few more eyes drawn her way but none stuck around. Simply a glance to check if the big bird lady was a threat. \\ | ||
| + | The day quickly disappeared leading to Ozrelia finding a new in for the night. This one much nicer and less sleezy. Near the docks once again. | ||
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| + | She stayed late in the tavern eavesdropping on the various conversations happening around her. Eating and drinking her fill. The stuffy air of the tavern leaving her woozy so she decided to clear her head with midnight sea air. \\ | ||
| + | The Docks in Sunwood seemed much less busy that Ferrabreeze, | ||
| + | But then. A crash? \\ | ||
| + | Some shouting and banging, It sounded like a fight, Ozrelia perked up and hurried on over to see what was going on. | ||
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| + | Some sailors seemed to be in a tussle with some animal-Kin? a lady? Ozrelia couldn' | ||
| + | Ozrelia took a step with the intention of helping the victim but was stopped when she herd triumphant shouting and running footsteps. Ozrelia turned heading back the way she came to not look conspicuous, | ||
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| + | //"Oi, Aye! you! Aarakockra"// | ||
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| + | //"You didn't see anything tonight did ya?"// The sailor still with his crossbow drawn was loading another bolt as he spoke. \\ | ||
| + | Ozrelia looked around. sizing up the compitition. surely a powerful Druid such as herself could blow these ruffians away and save the damsel in distress, But she wasn't going too. Mostly because Ozrelia didn't care. //"Aye ya noooope. Yall just hellpinnn thwat ladyy owut of her swiinim yea?"// | ||
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| + | After that the sailors let Ozrelia go with no trouble and after all that excitement Ozrelia found it rather easy to drift off to sleep. | ||
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| + | ==== Chapter 5: Onlooker to the Story ==== | ||
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| + | (2nd Thursday, Seedmoot, 12337) | ||
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| + | As commotion began stirring, Heavy boots rumbling the floor, Calls of sailors leaving port, the sticky heat of the sun pouring through the window. Ozrelia was quickly up and about. Checking her belongings and the door to make sure they were as she left. Confirming they were she gathered her items and got dressed. \\ | ||
| + | Despite trying to fill her mind with Breakfast and her pans for the day, The altercation she witnessed last night refused to leave her thoughts, Like a festering desire, There was a story to experience and she wanted to know more. | ||
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| + | Downstairs she ordered some fruit and grains from the tavern, Taking a seat near the back to study some of the maps she had purchased earlier. \\ | ||
| + | Covania it seemed was mostly desert, aside from some greener coasts. Reton looked the most suitable place to set up shop but the one who sold Ozrelia the maps did mention that they were out of date as Reton had on the last few years had a civil war and a new country declared independence. She was not keen to approach a country fresh after a war. \\ That left the northern lands of Oxtrad. South seemed to be more desert while north was bitterly cold. However the central land, at least according to the maps was mostly tundra forests. Heavy old pine trees forrest-ed most of the land and it was rather uncharted save a few settlements. It seemed like the most suitable place for her at the moment. | ||
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| + | As her mind flooded with different plans unable to focus she patted her face in frustration rolling up the map. //"The pathway is so obvious yet..grrrr"// | ||
| + | She finished her meal and cleared her items on a stubborn mission. | ||
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| + | Returning to the area last night it was alive with movement. she could still clearly remember the whole scene. Yet trying to remember specifics was difficult, all the faces were a blur, all the voices were muffled. She realised she never focused on any of others and never made direct eye contact. Realising she had nothing to go off instead thinking a view from the air would reveal something. The air was salty and warm, Full of life and energy, It carried Ozrelia into the sky with ease. Despite the brilliant view there was still no clues to be found. | ||
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| + | A combination of frustration and boredom was quickly overtaking her. With nothing obvious to go on the mystery became the Sour grapes she was unable to reach. Now with nothing planned Ozrelia searches for a quest board. | ||
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| + | Asking around Ozrelia was quickly directed to //Renfry Gate// on the west side of // | ||
| + | The district was like walking into a new city. there was a different atmosphere here, Far more..' | ||
| + | A few peddlers on carts offering ordinary things for extra ordinary prices. It was true that most adventures do tend to earn much more than common folk. Its to be expected when putting your life on the line as an occupation.\\ | ||
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| + | Finally the building came into view. //Silver Band' | ||
| + | A stunning stone building almost like a small castle. High peaks and a brilliant shining hue. Flags fluttering in the wind and fine specimens of warriors guarded the entrance.....\\ | ||
| + | At least that's what Ozrelia was expecting. Instead it was a simple two stories of disappointment. The building with the //Silver Band' | ||
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| + | Ozrelia groaned making her way reluctantly over to the commission desk. | ||
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| + | There were some interesting jobs, Something about a cannibal, Another requesting help with grave robbers. A few more that remained undescriptive. \\ | ||
| + | Ozrelia letting curiosity get the better of her spoke to the desk clerk who seemed even more intimidated up close. //"How much would it cost for me to put a job up?"// \\ | ||
| + | There was no response at first, The clerk simply staring at Ozrelia, Almost sweating. She waved in his face. //" | ||
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| + | The discussion was very one sided but she learned the price of application as well as some basic info about the Guild. She grabbed a few jobs from the board unable to decide on a single one | ||
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| + | She retired for a late lunch then returned to the inn for the night. staying up in her room going through her books. the light of the moon began to creep into the salty sky, How she had lost track of time. rather than savour the night Ozrelia decided to turn in early. once again locking the door and stashing her belongings. tomorrow she would chase down a quest or two. | ||
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| + | Wants to plant a druid tree within sunwood. | ||
