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One Thousand Club
Hello, everyone, this RP is set in the world of Isekai Hell; you can find information about the world here.
This Rp follows several characters as they are charged with protecting the supplies for a festival celebrating the yearly migration of the Glomunus Butterflies, known for their size. Still, they leave in their wake a special silk that is highly sought after. However, not all is at it seems as the rats have been acting strange lately. With the strange instances the adventurer's guild was contacted and a contract put out to keep the festival's supplies rat-free.
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Setting:
Locations: Lanstrich, Ryke
Time of Day: 12:00 PM
Weather: The Sun sits in the sky. There is barely a cloud in the sky as the autumn breeze blows through the village of Lanstrich
Notes: Please link your character Sheet in your first post and any point boosters. 3-4 Day around can always put a new round up earlier if everyone posts sooner than expected.
Kōmori Fukitsu
Character Grade - D
Title(s): Fae, Ronin, Oni, mundane
Mentions: Eel Nana Lolory
Notes: While not in combat skills that do not deal damage have no cooldown.
Actions/Abilities:
The village of Lanstrich was nestled into the north part of Ryke, which was home to a small forest where the rest stop village was situated. Many merchants and various travelers going north to the Beastmen Republic often stopped here for a few days before continuing on with their journey. However, the village was also home to a strange festival along with an even stranger fauna: giant butterflies the size of small planes and some even larger than that. It was the time of year when the large butterflies migrated from the area around the village to warmer climates as the weather was slowly starting to get cooler.
Though with this change in weather, there had been incidents preparing for the festivals as large swarms of rats have been found moving about the village. However, no one has been able to find out what they were doing as of yet. More annoying the rats were seemingly getting into the food supplies and causing all sorts of trouble. With the festival getting closer, the village requested the help of the adventurer's guild to help them solve the matter at hand and save the festival.
Kōmori sat in the canvas covered wagon that had a barrel-shaped cabin toward the front. The wagon had brought her and the others parking in this request up to the village. The wagon belonged to a halfling merchant called Mr.Fellowhide who was bringing up supplies to sell to the village as well as making his way north to sell more of his wares in the country to the north. Kōmori being rather bored lazily sat next to the merchant as the ensure the Ox pulling the cart continued to follow the road. Most of the journey was a blur of boredom. There hadn't even been a bandit attack which made things even more dull in her mind.
"Best keep your eyes about you missy, these folk speak of strange things happening here. They speak of rats in large groups carrying supplies away and then disappearing. Though I suppose if you can believe that stuff but if I can make a profit, then so be it," Mr. Fellowhide chuckled as he ignited his pipe and took a few deep inhales before blowing out the smoke. He glanced back over his shoulder as the village gate came into view. The buildings were clustered together with a large church further back in the town. Though some trees had been cut down others had been left alone.
"If you could believe such a thing, well I think you are just a greedy old halfling but who am I to judge you? But I have to think that some parts of the story is true I mean they did ask the guild to send people out here to look at it and the festival is tomorrow. So they must know that something is up," Kōmori replied with a monotone voice not even bothering to look at the halfling. "You don't need to tell me about your wares again, you did so enough on the way up here, I for one will be happy to stretch my legs soon when we get into the village square," Kōmori concluded as she leaned back against the backrest as she looked down at the nodachi that was sitting in her lap.
When she looked over again she saw the scouwled that the halfling gave her as he snapped the reins a bit harder and mumbled under his breath. When the wagon finally stopped in the square several stalls were set up as they were selling food and various other items. But the town seemed to be bursting with life thanks to the festival that was only a day away. Decorations were being hung up as many of the locals helped to prepare for the town. "Now where to begin that is the question," Kōmori sighed.
This Rp follows several characters as they are charged with protecting the supplies for a festival celebrating the yearly migration of the Glomunus Butterflies, known for their size. Still, they leave in their wake a special silk that is highly sought after. However, not all is at it seems as the rats have been acting strange lately. With the strange instances the adventurer's guild was contacted and a contract put out to keep the festival's supplies rat-free.
***
Setting:
Locations: Lanstrich, Ryke
Time of Day: 12:00 PM
Weather: The Sun sits in the sky. There is barely a cloud in the sky as the autumn breeze blows through the village of Lanstrich
Notes: Please link your character Sheet in your first post and any point boosters. 3-4 Day around can always put a new round up earlier if everyone posts sooner than expected.
Kōmori Fukitsu
Character Grade - D
Title(s): Fae, Ronin, Oni, mundane
Mentions: Eel Nana Lolory
Notes: While not in combat skills that do not deal damage have no cooldown.
Actions/Abilities:
The village of Lanstrich was nestled into the north part of Ryke, which was home to a small forest where the rest stop village was situated. Many merchants and various travelers going north to the Beastmen Republic often stopped here for a few days before continuing on with their journey. However, the village was also home to a strange festival along with an even stranger fauna: giant butterflies the size of small planes and some even larger than that. It was the time of year when the large butterflies migrated from the area around the village to warmer climates as the weather was slowly starting to get cooler.
Though with this change in weather, there had been incidents preparing for the festivals as large swarms of rats have been found moving about the village. However, no one has been able to find out what they were doing as of yet. More annoying the rats were seemingly getting into the food supplies and causing all sorts of trouble. With the festival getting closer, the village requested the help of the adventurer's guild to help them solve the matter at hand and save the festival.
Kōmori sat in the canvas covered wagon that had a barrel-shaped cabin toward the front. The wagon had brought her and the others parking in this request up to the village. The wagon belonged to a halfling merchant called Mr.Fellowhide who was bringing up supplies to sell to the village as well as making his way north to sell more of his wares in the country to the north. Kōmori being rather bored lazily sat next to the merchant as the ensure the Ox pulling the cart continued to follow the road. Most of the journey was a blur of boredom. There hadn't even been a bandit attack which made things even more dull in her mind.
"Best keep your eyes about you missy, these folk speak of strange things happening here. They speak of rats in large groups carrying supplies away and then disappearing. Though I suppose if you can believe that stuff but if I can make a profit, then so be it," Mr. Fellowhide chuckled as he ignited his pipe and took a few deep inhales before blowing out the smoke. He glanced back over his shoulder as the village gate came into view. The buildings were clustered together with a large church further back in the town. Though some trees had been cut down others had been left alone.
"If you could believe such a thing, well I think you are just a greedy old halfling but who am I to judge you? But I have to think that some parts of the story is true I mean they did ask the guild to send people out here to look at it and the festival is tomorrow. So they must know that something is up," Kōmori replied with a monotone voice not even bothering to look at the halfling. "You don't need to tell me about your wares again, you did so enough on the way up here, I for one will be happy to stretch my legs soon when we get into the village square," Kōmori concluded as she leaned back against the backrest as she looked down at the nodachi that was sitting in her lap.
When she looked over again she saw the scouwled that the halfling gave her as he snapped the reins a bit harder and mumbled under his breath. When the wagon finally stopped in the square several stalls were set up as they were selling food and various other items. But the town seemed to be bursting with life thanks to the festival that was only a day away. Decorations were being hung up as many of the locals helped to prepare for the town. "Now where to begin that is the question," Kōmori sighed.
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