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Aladari works on a disguise

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Stretching northward along the coastline of the Suvan Sea, the Cobalt Mountains are the home of the Bronze Wood, numerous ruins, and creatures both strange and fantastical.

[The Bronze Woods] Under the Hood

Postby Aladari Coolwater on February 24th, 2017, 6:23 pm

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5th of Winter, 516 AV

Laying on the ground in a heap, it sure didn't look like much to work with. Aladari had gathered together all of her things, including those she had purchased earlier that morning, and laid them outside in an attempt to make some sense of it all. She needed a disguise if she was to go into the city with any regularity, and a simple cloak would not do it.

She glanced at her reflection in the pond, watching her eyes shift colors with speed and grace, easily portraying her emotions, and more importantly, her race. It was normally a subtle detail- not one that she really thought about- but all of a sudden it was the biggest problem in her life.

Start small. Baby steps. She reminded herself. Her Gnosis would be easy to cover, so she would work on that first.

The first step was to open up her disguise kit. Though the man who had sold it to her was slightly suspicious, he had only charged her 50 GM for what seemed like a valuable purchase. The kit contained plenty of makeup, including some skin-colored powder (only slightly lighter than her own skin), kohl for eye-lining, lip pomades, and a simple scrub and dye for coloring her hair. It also included a few other things like a make-shift megaphone crafted from parchment, and the box folded into a platform on which to stand, but those things were not needed here.

Aladari selected the skin-powder cautiously, so as not to spill. Then she picked up the brush from the box and dipped it in. The powder was less firm than she had expected, and so her force was too much; she pushed the brush deep into the makeup, successfully coating it up to the handle. Aladari winced at the mistake. It was a waste of expensive product. Nonetheless, she carried on.

Aladari leaned away from her left shoulder so that she could see her Gnosis better. Then, she softly brushed the makeup onto her skin, woth mild success.

The makeup did cover her Gnosis for the most part, as it colored in the design. However, the outline was still clearly visible as a snowflake. Aladari frowned. She would have to cover it up with clothing anyway. Retrieving the scarf she had purchased, she threw it over her shoulder and wrapped it around. Although it was nearly uncomfortably warm in the weather, it would do the job.

Ledger :
- 50 GM
+ 1 Disguise Kit
- 1 SM
+ 1 Scarf
- 2 SM
+ 1 Headwear, Turban
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[The Bronze Woods] Under the Hood

Postby Aladari Coolwater on March 10th, 2017, 5:15 pm

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The next most pressing matter was her hair. Peering at her reflection in the pond, Aladari sighed sadly. She had always loved her hair in all its shimmering auroric glory, but she knew she simply couldn't keep it if she were going to stay safe.

Mustering her strength, Aladari closed her eyes and grabbed the bar from her kit. She couldn't stand to look at it, but with a shaking hand, she began to scrub at a chunk of her hair. After a few ticks, she opened her eyes and leaned over to the pond to examine the damage. Aladari frowned at her image.

There had been virtually no change, save for a few torn ends and jagged pieces. What did that petcher sell me?

Eyes open this time, Aladari dipped the ends of her hair in the water, then began to scrub again. It worked slightly better with the water, and she could see the slow lightening of her colors. Just have to keep working.

As the process went on, Aladari found herself looking into the pond at someone who became less familiar quickly. After a certain point, though, she began to look more and more familiar.

The wild, lighter hair, the scarf wrapped around her neck, the makeup smeared haphazardly on her face and hands: all were familiar sights which Aladari could not immediately place. It was someone she knew well- at least, someone she used to know well. It was not until Aladari began to whistle through her work that she really saw it.

"Ma?" She asked, almost as if expecting an answer. "In Morwen's name. It's been so long..." Thoughtlessly, Aladari reached out to carress the face. Her hand broke through the water, shattering the illusion before she could reach her mother's image.

Gasping, she pulled her hand back. Water dripped off her fingertips into the pool below, keeping her in reality as she tried to take deep breaths. Though reality came back, nostalgia still lingered. Aladari sifted through the memories silently, landing on one which occupied her mind in full.

I always did want to look like Ma. She recalled with a smile.

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[The Bronze Woods] Under the Hood

Postby Aladari Coolwater on June 16th, 2017, 3:09 am

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She had always loved her family more deeply than anything else. When she had been young and on the road, it had been her family against the world. The memories were kind, and they made her smile to remember the thick bonds they had formed during the time they spent together. But it was bittersweet, for there were no friends, no partners, no lovers so loyal as to follow them to and fro across the sea. No, when it was time to head out to open waters, it was always just her, Ma, and Pa in the end; they were lonely together, and that was sometimes okay.

Now, of course, it was just her. The aching loneliness had been creeping on her for weeks since she had read the notice about the Vantha, but even longer than that, it had been edging ever closer since she had left Zeltiva that very first day. Perhaps because of the pressure on her, perhaps because of the shocking sight of her mother's face in her mind, or perhaps simply because it was due time, Aladari suddenly felt the very strong urge to cry. Alone in the forest with no one around to judge and no obligations to time, it was a difficult urge to deny. So, she didn't.

Aladari was a surprisingly graceful crier. For all the ugly moments she had while drunken, angry, and jealous, her tears were silent and beautiful. Her sadness flowed out of her like a bucket overfilling, with soft waves coming in deep gasping breaths. Though no one could truly enjoy the act of crying merely for what it represented, the feeling that it left her with when her tears dried was therapeutic. She felt soft and vulnerable, as if her skin had peeled back to expose her heart, but alone here, that wasn't such a bad thing. It was refreshing, in fact, to feel so unusually young and mortal, and with the feeling came a breath of fresh air.

Thoughts of her family and her predicament still lingered, but now they seemed for now to be on a back-burner. Instead, she was able to return to the business at hand with a new strength. Picking up the cloth that would serve as her hat, Aladari leaned over the pond once more, dabbed at her eyes and blinked a few times. She picked up the cream-colored powder and brushed some excess clinging to the brush under her eyes, erasing effectively the red and puffiness that gathered there.

"See?" She told herself, "Not so bad."

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[The Bronze Woods] Under the Hood

Postby Aladari Coolwater on June 21st, 2017, 4:45 am

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After unfolding the turban from its square, Aladari began to work at unraveling the mystery of how exactly it would be worn. She only needed it to cover the top of her head where the color was most noticeable, but even that proved difficult when she began to wrap the cloth.

First she tried simply curling it around her head and tucking the excess into the crease. This worked for a moment, but by the time she had finished and leaned over to look at herself, the clothing swayed atop her head and crumbled, tumbling to the ground. There was simply too much fabric.

Her next attempt was much more successful, as she considered the amount of fabric to work with. This time she started by wrapping the cloth around and around her head in a straight line. Each successive wrap began to walk upward naturally, until the entire back of her head was covered by the turban. However, as well as this method worked, she found that the turban was not nearly tight enough, and began to slip down her forehead when she tried to tuck in the extra fabric.

Frustrated, Aladari shook her head, letting the lump of a turban fall into her hands. One last try. She told herself. And then I'll give in and buy a big, stupid fashion hat.

In order to hold the turban in place, this time she began by tying the ends into a tight knot over her forehead. In her frustration she pulled quite tight, and the hood became almost too tight, but Aladari would have preferred the headache over spending any more time on her disguise. She continued on to use the same tactic as previously, wrapping the cloth around her head in slowly raising layers. At last, she was left with a small tail off of each end which she wrapped over the scalp and tucked into the knot at the front.

A single glance at her image told her she looked ridiculous. The knot was too large, and looked like it was covering a tumor on her head. But, it covered the important parts of her hair, so she would deal with it for now.

Aladari stood, feeling a different person than she who had sat down. Even just her appearance had felt like it changed so much. "Who are you?" She asked herself. But the words answered her own question. The accent, the language, the very tone of her voice was all hers. It would have to change too, eventually, as her accent would give her away in a heartbeat, but for now, it was a comforting reminder of exactly who she was inside. No one could take that from her, no matter what happened to her outside.

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[The Bronze Woods] Under the Hood

Postby Aladari Coolwater on June 21st, 2017, 5:01 am

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Your grades have been spotted!
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Aladari Coolwater

■ Disguise +2
■ Cosmetics +3
■ Observation +4
■ Philosophy +1
■ Logic +1
■ Meditation +1

    Lores
Lore of Cosmetics: Covering Up Crying
Lore of Cosmetics: Hair is Best Worked With Wet
Lore of Cosmetics: Stripping Hair Color
Lore of Disguise: Cover Identifying Traits
Lore of Disguise: Start Small
Lore of Cosmetics: Face Powder Can't Change Deep Textures
Lore of Philosophy: Appearance Can't Change Who I Am
Lore of Disguise: Voices are Distinct
Lore of Cosmetics: Tying a Turban
Lore of Meditation: Putting Worries on the Back-Burner

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None.

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"The sea always filled her with longing, though for what she was never sure."
- Cornelia Funke
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