The Enchanted Forest
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Thread Topic: The Enchanted Forest
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Alrighty! I'll write a starter
"Legend has it that one day, several groups of travellers found a portal, and it took them to this realm. As far as we can tell, this realm is an infinite forest with no end, and many dangers exist within it. To protect themselves, the travellers built the wall that protects us today, and built the village that we live in now, hundreds, perhaps thousands of years later." An elder of the village tells a few small children as they walk down the streets. "I'm not scared of no monsters." A little girl insisted, her chin up bravely as she fought an imaginary monster with her wooden sword. The old woman chuckled as a young boy snuck up behind her. "Oh yeah? What if it's a giant spider?" Another child teased as the boy began having his hands crawl up her back. "Ah!!! Stop that!" The girl shouted before jumping away. "You know I don't like spiders..." She then grumbled, crossing her arms with a pouting expression. "Well you might face many kinds of spiders in that forest dear." The old woman chuckled. "Have any monsters come in here Grandma?" A child asked as the girl glared at the laughing boy. "Yes, I have many stories of situations such as that." Their grandmother confirmed as she approached a butcher stand.
"Hello there sir." She greeted Vincent as she took out her bag. "What might you have in stock today?" She asked as the little girl walked to the nearby blacksmith. She placed down some loose change that probably added up to less than five dollars. "I would like a sword please! A real one!" She requested. -
I ACCIDENTALLY LEFT OUT THE NAME IN MY SHEET LOL))
Freya polished a sword and chuckled at the little girl. The most that the little girl could afford to buy was her butter knife, and even that was a little dangerous to be toyed around with. But who was she to judge a customer?
"I'm afraid that I'd have to ask your mother first," she said with a smile, putting away the blade she'd been polishing. "But if you get her approval, I know some small daggers that might suit you nicely." -
(Oof XD)
"Well my grandma is over there and she said it's okay." Mary assured her, with fingers crossed behind her back. "If you need more money for the sword I can ask her! I practiced long and hard with this sword, so I'm ready for a real one now!" She added. "Mary! What are you doing over there?" The boy called, causing Mary to roll her eyes. "Ignore him, he's just my brother. Brothers are stupid." She sighed immaturely. -
"You don't have just any mother, you have a grand one! How lucky you must be," Freya said with a good-natured grin, nodding sympathetically at the last bit. "Brothers really are stupid. I would know, I have five of them. But they're still good, deep down inside."
She waved at the grandmother, considering the money that the girl was offering. It wasn't much, but good manners and a nice conversation was worth far more than some symbolic metal to her. Besides, no one was in a great demand for swords as of late.
"Tell you what," Freya said, leaning against her counter. "If you can tell me something I don't know, then you can get one of those smaller swords at a big discount. If you don't, then you'll have to pay the regular price. Sounds good to you?" -
V looked at the old woman and said "Well, I got plenty of pork and beef, in jerky or sausage form or just normal. Not a lot of game meats if that's what your after. Hunting hasn't been that good lately. Best I can give you is a little bit of deer or bear."
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"Some beef will be fine dear." The old woman assured him. "How much would seven servings cost?" She then asked, before the boy began tugging at her sleeve. "Grandma, Mary's at the black smith." The boy tattled. "Oh?" The old woman asked, turning to look towards the blacksmith who was waving her over. "Ah, I see... Go get your sister dear, I'm almost done here." His grandmother told him.
"Oh I know something no one knows! I'll tell you if you promise not to tell Grandma I know!" Mary cheered excitedly as her brother walked over. "Mary what are you doing?" He asked. "None of your business!" Mary assured him stubbornly. "Are you trying to buy a sword?" He asked, crossing his arms as he looked at the counter. "So what if I am? I'm a big girl now and I should have a sword!" She countered. "If you're getting a sword I want one too!" He complained before putting down some money. It was less money than Mary had to offer. "This woman says if we tell her something she doesn't know she'll let us have a sword." Mary told him excitedly. "Hmm... Oh! Grandma taught us that a honey suckle is called that because if you pluck out the petal and suck on it, it tastes like honey!" The boy told her. "I know something way cooler than that." Mary bragged. "Oh yeah? What?" Her brother demanded. "I'm not telling you." Mary scoffed, sticking her tongue out at him. "Whatever. Do I get the sword?" The boy asked, turning back to the blacksmith. -
V thought for a moment and said "Depends on what your buying. Seven servings of sausage will run you 10 pounds, jerky is about 5, other cuts are about 12. If you want an assortment, we can negotiate price."
(I know you said dollars as a currency earlier but I figured pounds was better considering we're in the medieval times.) -
(Alright, I'll use pounds then.)
(Should I wait for Spice before posting or should I just write the short response I have for your post? I could also try to bring in Emo somehow, though I'm not sure what prompt I'd give a writer (even though I am a writer XD)) -
(Let's wait for Spice.)
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(Alrighty)
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Aw thank you guys :D))
Freya smiled warmly, seeming pleased. "Well that's something I haven't heard! I'm not much of a gardener myself. Go ahead and have a look, and I'll tell you if it's a good fit."
She turned to look at Mary. "Go on, then. What's the, er, "cooler" thing that you know?" -
Once her brother excitedly ran over to examine the swords, Mary leaned over and cupped her hands around her mouth. "I know a secret passage beyond the wall." Mary whispered excitedly.
"Seven servings of sausage should be fine." The old woman decided before handing him the money. -
V took the 10 pound and said "Coming right up." He then went to the back and grabbed the seven servings of sausages and came back. He gave it to the old woman and said "Here you go. I threw a little extra in for free."
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Alr. I'll wait.)
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Freya leaned in closer, his interest piqued. No one ever went past the wall in this town, it was a rule that had been there for quite a long time. "Really? How do you know?"
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