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This RP is part of the Isekai Hell universe. Check the links above to learn more about it.
The RP will follow a fairly strict 48 hour (24 hour where possible) posting time between rounds, starting directly after each narrator post. Missing a round might not be the end of the world, but it's preferable you attempt to keep up with the pacing as much as possible. The RP is intended to be short and free-form.
Regula's goal is to distract her wandering mind from the recent discussions in The Postlude through forging gearand finding tails to pet. Those dropping by will have a shot at obtaining blacksmithing gear or to forge alliance with a (potential) future baroness in exchange for certain favours and rights.
Regula felt tired. The debate with the council had been exhausting and uninspiring. Still, she had the feint hope that Highgrove would take her up on her offer to run a barony, so she decided to stick around in the capital to await news. It meant she had some free time on her hands, which had made her go to where she always went whenever she had some free time. The forge.
The forge used by the former smith working for Linneus was pretty different from what she used back at Rossle's place, but she was quick to get used to it. Besides, the sound of her hammer hitting the anvil and the cracking fire heating up the blast furnace was putting her mind at ease. It also distracted her from what she finally realised was happening to her back. Bone-like things had penetrating her skin, making it start to bleed, ache and hurt. However, she'd heard of this before. Some people had latent Aerial blood and grew wings. That had to be it, right? Either that, or she was getting deformed. She'd rather not think about the second option. It was just another reason to spent time smithing things without a real goal or purpose other than to keep her hands busy.
The RP will follow a fairly strict 48 hour (24 hour where possible) posting time between rounds, starting directly after each narrator post. Missing a round might not be the end of the world, but it's preferable you attempt to keep up with the pacing as much as possible. The RP is intended to be short and free-form.
Regula's goal is to distract her wandering mind from the recent discussions in The Postlude through forging gear
Forge in Osun, Capital of Sol Count(r)y.
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Regula felt tired. The debate with the council had been exhausting and uninspiring. Still, she had the feint hope that Highgrove would take her up on her offer to run a barony, so she decided to stick around in the capital to await news. It meant she had some free time on her hands, which had made her go to where she always went whenever she had some free time. The forge.
The forge used by the former smith working for Linneus was pretty different from what she used back at Rossle's place, but she was quick to get used to it. Besides, the sound of her hammer hitting the anvil and the cracking fire heating up the blast furnace was putting her mind at ease. It also distracted her from what she finally realised was happening to her back. Bone-like things had penetrating her skin, making it start to bleed, ache and hurt. However, she'd heard of this before. Some people had latent Aerial blood and grew wings. That had to be it, right? Either that, or she was getting deformed. She'd rather not think about the second option. It was just another reason to spent time smithing things without a real goal or purpose other than to keep her hands busy.
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