faerun.QUICK LINKS
When you wake up, you are in a room. It looks to be relatively well-decorated, rustic. The bed is comfortable, the linens clean, and the quilt is nice. You can hear the bustle of people outside. The city is beginning to wake. You do not have the opportunity to look into a mirror, or anything else: there's bang on the door. "Oi! Breakfast is bein' served! Get your asses up or you're not eatin'!" Coming outside the room reveals that you seem to be in an inn. There are dozens of rooms along the halls, and a massive eating space below. There are wall to wall tables stacked with food, drink, and people sitting down to eat. They may look strange and unique to some of you. There are people with elongated ears, talking dragon-folk, bird-people, and regular humans. It's a diverse crowd, boisterous and loud, laughing and joking. Before you can really catch your bearings, a friendly dwarvish woman bustles past, calling over her shoulder: "Never been to Mirabar, have you?" And, before you can really respond to her, your watch lights up. A NOTE FROM YOUR FRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD WITCH. "Oh, look at that! It worked! It actually worked! I can see . . . oh, look at you! You look fantastic! What a delightful world! I am positively green with envy!"
The noise from Astoria sounds delighted, and those who have experienced world jumps before will know that Astoria reaching out after the jump is a bit . . . unusual. Usually, she can't communicate -- and while the image is fuzzy, it is definitely there, and she's speaking rather quickly.
"I hope you enjoy your time in Faerun; the magic in that world is quite powerful, and it looks like a few of you are fitting in just fine . . . remember, find joy in the darkness, and please do your best to help these people! It seems like they just need a bit of fun. And don't forget, whatever you do, don't forget to-"
And then, the image cuts off.
Welcome to Mirabar -- a city full of magic, adventure, kayak racing, and quite a lot to do. The main central city itself, the capital, is a walled fortress, with a forest surrounding it, and a small cluster of villages outside of the walls itself. The Guard allows you to stray the perimeter of Mirabar, but anything further will get you a one-way ticket right back to the city gates. Don't worry, though! There is certainly plenty to do, both within the walled city and in the surrounding outskirts.
 LOCALITIES.Mirabar is a smaller city Faerun, but it has a rich history, a long-suffering head of state who employs adventurers on the regular, and the eager people here to meet you, employ you, and entertain you.
There are be taverns to frequent, inns to stay in, a guild to pick up adventuring jobs, farm work, mining work, welding work. The most desperate thing that Mirabar needs is for people to lend a hand. It may not be the most exciting job, but it will be appreciated. ➜ The Silver Blade is an adventuring guild is operated by a plethora of folks, but the elvish woman at the counter seems to be the one in charge. A series of tasks will be available for you to take up, ranging from deliveries through dangerous parts of the outskirts of town, to slaying monsters. The woman seems to be willing to pay in coin, so long as you bring back what she asks for. She doesn't tolerate nonsense.
➜ The Dusty Coffer is a tavern that looks to be rough-and-tumble, but full of good food, good drink, and good music. There’s a bard that lingers in the back who is willing to take on new students/performers, and can pay, too! You can get any range of fare here, and while it’s not a five-star establishment, the food and drink is delicious.
➜ The Blacksmith’s Burden doubles as a mine and a blacksmith’s forge. You can put in a day’s hard work here and buy weaponry. On one hand, you can learn how to make your own stuff! On the other hand, you can totally just buy stuff. They also sell basic tinkering tools and other materials to forge your own equipment. The entire establishment is run by an eager young half-elf named Dillon. He's missing two fingers. It was probably an accident.
➜ The Heroes' Hearth is the neighborhood inn, specifically designed to tailor to adventurer's! It is the main hub of where the Circle will be staying. You will need to pay for your rooms. They're cheap, but the keeper of the Heroes' Hearth (a delightful dwarvish woman named Hilda) is a strict mistress. She expects proper payment when payment is due! She is also a wonderful cook, and will feed you until you explode.
➜ There is a library, full of texts concerning the history of Mirabar and Faerun. There is also a fishing yard by the river. It is full of little boats and leather-strapped kayaks, which transport goods in and out of the city. There are also shops to purchase clothing, basic tools, and ingredients for spellcraft.
➜ It's a robust city with a focus on steel weaponry. You won't find a lot of magical weaponry, but you may get lucky at the Widow's Weep. It is a weird little thrift store run by an eccentric dragonborn who seems to have a lot of broken magical wares. They're cheap, but may not work correctly. There’s a ton to do, and the people of Mirabar are inclined to help you get settled in (and also help you spend your money).  TASK BOARD.There is a giant announcement board of sorts, in the center of town, where the patrons and workers in Mirabar can put up jobs for hire. Suspiciously, the task board seems to be centrally positioned outside of The Silver Blade, the adventurer's guild. Almost as if the guild wants to check out whoever is looking at the tasks . . .
All of the below tasks can be taken up by an unlimited number of people, so if you see a bunch of people signing up for a task you really want to play out - don't be discouraged! Also, remember to submit your work submissions to the appropriate thread on the OOC post.THE SILVER BLADE: Adventurer's Guild.↠ "The village neighboring our own has asked for our help. Predators taken up residence and have been attacking farmers and travelers. Beware, for they are wolf-like creatures, equipped with poisonous fangs and impeccable hearing. It’s your job to evacuate the village, take care of the threat and ensure that nobody gets caught in the crossfire. Need 2-4 Adventurers; the work is difficult. Will pay 100 GP per wolf head, 500 GP max reward."
↠ "The alleged “prison” in Darkwood hardly serves its purpose. A group of prisoners escaped, and you've got to put them back where they belong. Far from a surprise when thieves run this town. Just one prisoner will do, unless you’re desperate for coin. Be careful; they’re seasoned rogues and will do anything to escape your grasp. 100 GP dead, 500 GP alive. We would prefer the idiot alive."
↠ “A woman named Fionn lives across Blackwater Bridge — she needs you to deliver a satchel of love letters to a man who will remain unnamed. It’s a secret, you see. She would take them herself, but she her family is too prestigious for her to afford any...gossip. The journey will require you to go through the Nymph’s Forest, and they have a knack of casting mind altering spells. This will be a bit of a recurring thing, so try not to read them, will you? 50 GP for delivery, minus 5 GP for every love letter lost. No reimbursements for injuries."
↠ “There are a particular set of nasty creatures that are inhabiting the eaves in the nearby Temple. Ordinarily, I would tell the priest to deal with it, but he seems to be convinced that they’re of an evil nature. I personally think they are just bats, but check them out, will you? Apparently they spew some sort of acid. I would bring a coat. 5 GP per 5 sets of bat wings. Bonus 15 GP if you bring one back alive."
↠ “This is a bit of an unsavory task, but...if you’re willing to betray the law a bit, you’ll be rewarded appropriately. An aristocrat in Zledfield is in possession of a prized, ethereal jewel that once belonged to the Convocation of Witches and Wizards of our city. It’s incredibly powerful and enables one to harness any power they might desire with a single tough. But he’s stolen it, and we need to steal it back. Sneak into his manor and return to us safely. Try to avoid the guards. And the attack gryffons. And the mote. And the very man himself. 2500 GP available for the successful retrieval of the gem.” THE DUSTY COFFER: Tavern.↠ “Come hither, ladies, gentlemen and everything in between! Looking for the richest of riches? Put on a play that brings in the crowd. We were thinking, ah...what was it? Romulus and Judith? Or Hamlamb, Aladjinn, oh...whatever strikes your fancy. Just make sure it’s good! 8 SP per performance, plus tips!”
↠ “Hey. You hear about Rhug’s warning? The man who runs this joint? He’s been complainin’ about how the mead’s been going missing...well, I know you need the coin — not hard to tell from how you look. I’ve been selling it under the table for a steal, and let’s just say my pockets have been fuller than ever. You help me smuggle some out and you’ll get a good cut of my profits. 50 GP per load, cut in half if you lose some product.”
↠ “We’re always in need of bartenders and cooks, and our last cook enchanted our damn cutlery. It keeps singing and dancing in the kitchens, like it’s some kind of musical. Bards . . . anyway, we’d appreciate the help trying to tame them. Looks like singing along with them shuts them up for a time, but we’ve got to get food out sooner rather than later. 8 SP for a night's work, plus tips."
↠ “Some of patrons keep bringin’ their kids around here, but we can’t serve the little ones. But there’s no point in throwing a good customer to the wind, is there? We’ve got a big room upstairs. Babysit for the night and you’ll get something good out of it...we can negotiate. Reward is 8 CP per kid, plus a free round of drinks for you and your mates.” THE BLACKSMITH'S BURDEN: Mining/Forging.↠ "We’re in desperate need of ore, and the caves have got some sort of flying bat-things wanderin’ about… lady down at the Silver Blade says they’re just bats, but the priest has got ‘em too, and I’m tellin’ you, those fucking things aren’t bats. They melt your steel and everything . . . anyway, bring up some ore for us, and we’ll pay you in weaponry, if you like."
↠ “We’ve got a big order from the Council to make a bunch of decorations to throw up around the lamp fixtures, for the big festival . . .and we need a lot of painting done. Grab a brush and help us paint up these lamp posts in our colors, and careful not to mix them up! We don’t need bright yellow garish lookin’ stuff, alright? We'll give you some supplies and 5 CP an hour worked.”
↠ “Created a new sword fit for dragon slayin’. I want to see it in action — you mind using it in the local tournament comin’ up this week? Win and they’ll give you a handsome earning. Lose and well, you’ll still get somethin’ from me...a win win situation, ain’t it? 150 GP for winning the tournament, win-lose, you get the sword."
↠ "We've got rats. They're fuckin' everywhere. I'm thinking Rodrick had somethin' to do with it, pissed off that sorceress at the Silver Blade proper . . . anyway, I'll give you 5 CP per rat. I'll double it if you drop it off on her doorstep."
THE FISHING YARD: And surrounding areas.↠ “Help me…! I’m a failure of a sorceress...my love potion fell flat. But my presentation is in an hour...if you could just — if you and a friend of yours could just...take a sip in front of the audience and pretend like you’re MADLY in love, I’ll pay you well! I promise! Both of you! And I’ll create any kind of potion you desire...the other ones work just fine, I assure you!”
↠ “I need some fisherman ready to catch The Big One . . . or that’s what I call the little bastard evadin’ me. It’s a big beauty, with rainbow scales and big teeth . . . I just want the meat, but I’ll give you the scales and teeth, plus treat you to dinner with a friend if you help me catch it!”
↠ “Boat races, boat races! We need to practice for the big race at the festival! We’re testing out a new type of kayak, and sure, it might have a few . . . buoyancy problems, but that’s what we need you lot to test it for, yeah? We’ll pay you 9 SP per ride, 1 GP if you win the race without sinking, and you get to test drive a new enterprise!”
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[Like Sheryl or Ranka, since she knows they're most adjusted to being able to help out by taking the stage rather than by direct intervention. The one time Sheryl had tried to take the wheel in their world, it had almost been disastrous.]
But we gotta remember this is new stuff we're messing with, even if we feel like we know it.
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[She seemed to carry herself really confidently, even without this world's weaponry and weird races going on.]
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[Considering Klan doesn't look much older than maybe 20, the fact that she has that much experience might be a bit weird to some, but for her, as a Zentradi, it only feels natural.] This sort of on-foot stuff I'm a bit less used to, though.
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[Adulthood comes early in medieval Japan, so she doesn't consider Klan too young to be doing such work, and she's grown used to seeing women in the roles they don't fill in her own world.
The flying thing she's still getting used to, though.]
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[Sheryl had mentioned Konoha's name to Klan when she initially arrived, but she hadn't met her at that point, and it had seemed weird to bring up entirely off-hand earlier. Since they're on the topic of planes, though, it seems like a good guess as to why the centaur woman might know about them.]
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[Ignorantly assuming that Klan might mean that she met and made friends with Sheryl here with the Circle, Konoha is quick to add more fun facts about...
Oh, gosh, Sheryl is probably her best friend here. Good time to realize that.]
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[Klan mostly seems amused by Konoha going off a little on a tangent about Sheryl, though at the same time, she wouldn't entirely describe herself and Sheryl as friends. They haven't quite had the chance to work together enough for that, even if she's seen enough of her to feel like they could be.]
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[It's still so crazy to her that she's become used to saying things like "other worlds", but. It's not like she expects anyone to lie about that kind of thing, it's just...
The crystal skin is throwing her off.]
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[What with Sheryl having come over from the Galaxy in the first place, it's been less than a year in the grand scheme of things. The war had made it feel a lot longer, especially for Klan, but it really hasn't been.]
We're not the same species, though, if that was throwing you off. {Even if Klan doesn't have crystal skin normally.]
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[She raps her head with her knuckles as if to signal that she wasn't keen enough to notice such details, oops... But-]
Are you...
[Wait, wait, Sheryl had mentioned a group of people that weren't humans, they were like... giant people? And this woman didn't look giant, but it's the only guess she has...]
Zentrady?
[So she mispronounces it a little, but.]
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That said, it does sound like Sheryl mentioned her, though Klan gives a faint snort at the mispronunciation.] Close. It's "Zentradi", or Meltrandi works too if you're talking to a woman. Obviously I'm not in that form while I'm here, though, otherwise I'd be standing out even more.
[She's still ten feet at the temple, which is a good additional three feet on what she is right now.]
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[Just to make sure she's got it right, Konoha repeats it dutifully, getting the pronunciation much closer this time.
And the most important detail she remembered from Zentradi was-]
So Astoria... made you small?
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[She spreads her arms a bit as if to offer Konoha the chance to look her over and make her own guess on her height. It's not like she's gone to get herself measured for clothes other than the ones she arrived in, really, so she doesn't know for sure how tall she ended up.]
Better than what happens when I try to change to a human height back home, though.
one hiatus later... lemme know if you'd rather handwave this
I haven't really met a woman taller than me here before, that should be interesting...
[Which probably sounds weird coming from her right now, since she's... human-shaped here for some reason, and only average height for a woman of her time, but. Her proper centaur self topped out around seven feet... if you included the large bun on top of her head.
But more importantly-]
- What happens?
i'm cool with continuing it!
At the question, though, Klan grimaces slightly.] To swap forms back home, I need to use a certain machine that starts the change. For some reason, I have a genetic condition that makes me respond to that change to human form by turning back into a form that's barely teenaged.
[Klan currently looks like an adult, maybe 18 at the youngest, so it's definitely a bit of a stark contrast.]
<3
[It's kind of fun, in a weird way, to think of having to look up to someone that wasn't a male of her species. But it isn't fun to imagine... being made into a kid?
She really doesn't know what genetic conditions are, or how in the world that would come into play when... shrinking? But she's already pretty resigned to not getting most of the things from Sheryl's world.]
At least you can swap? So you don't have to worry about not stepping on people... ?
[Maybe? She tries for the positive, not realizing that... maybe there was a specific reason that not being an adult was an issue.]
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Never mind. Let's just focus on getting these letters delivered, whatever it is that's supposed to be lurking in this forest.
[They haven't been blindsided by anything just yet, but Klan never exactly counts on that sort of peaceable situation continuing to be the case. It's somewhat force of habit from her battlefield experience.]
shall we fade to black here and go on to newer stuff?
But despite how there seems to be something deeper there... They've just met, and it's not her business to pry. Yet. Once they were friends...]
You're right- We've got a job to do!
[Shifting the bag of letters over her shoulder and giving a shake of her withers- er, hips? legs? Konoha points towards the forest. It wasn't so scary since she wasn't by herself, even with this new human body, so-]
Let's deliver these and get back to town!
sure!
And make sure any trouble we meet along the way doesn't try it again anytime soon.
[Maybe it'd make things easier for anyone else who had to deliver those letters in future. But for now, the path continues through the forest in relative calm, and Klan focuses her attention on keeping it that way.]