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This northernmost city is the home of Morwen, The Goddess of Winter, and her followers who dwell year round in a land of frozen wonder. [Lore]

[Windward Boardwalk] A Walk in the Park

Postby Liyana Winterflame on May 13th, 2013, 8:46 pm

Winter 23, 507 AV
A place to relax. Liyana loves to comes to the park and plan. It provides enough space and peace to brainstorm for her next experiment.

"I should experiment with pine," she thought. It seemed odd that she had not tried this yet. Pine was perhaps the most common plant in Avanthal, and still she had not tried it as a philter ingredient.

"Perhaps It'll add some flavor like that of its seeds. What physiological effects would it have, however, if concentrated?" Philtering often concludes to just that: amplifying a present effect.

She kept walking under the arches, her boot scrunching against the snow. She took her glove off to touch a sculpture's texture. A seal.
"If I am not mistaken," she thought," I must be getting close to the Frostfawn section. Their section usually has more sculptures of animals, and even some equipment left over for trainers and friends of animals to use.

"How far would the Frostfawns' devotion to their animals lead them? What if it becomes a nuisance to other holds?" The trainers consider the animals family members.
"Some animals are venomous. Fish, frogs, and even birds, not to mention snakes and various insects."

Next she found herself thinking about whether she could manipulate poison with philtering as well. If positive effects can be controlled, why not the negative? Would it be possible to create antidotes for the created products? Perhaps they can be used for hunting large game more effectively. She smiled when she imagined a tiny needle coated with her philter pricking a mammoth and bringing him down.

She sighed. When had she become so careless as to think of animals as mere "things" to harvest, instead of caring for their feelings and graceful beauty? She could consider this progress towards a broader perspective, but she feared her becoming too jaded.

She looked around the chairs of logs and stumps until she found a good spot. She sat cross-legged and closed her eyes. She inhaled and exhaled slowly and allowed her mind to wander, but always keeping it in check, ready to spring at any idea related to her goal: new philtering experiments.

In the past she had only cared to create food flavorings as philters. She still does, although she has not passed by the Tasty Flakes in some time. "Perhaps they miss the flavor tests I had often prepared for them to try." Often these days she was more a herbalist then a cook.

The breeze caressed her cheek and hair. Blossom scents tickled her nostrils.

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[Windward Boardwalk] A Walk in the Park

Postby Fallon on May 15th, 2013, 12:58 pm

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Fallon breathed on her hands and stamped her feet as she walked. Although she had an uncanny attraction to Avanthal, she felt the cold near constantly grip upon her and so the numerous layers were piled upon her in order to keep in the heat. She could not understand how the Vantha managed to stay comfortable in such conditions, and how they had grown so hardy to the icy conditions. Regardless, the girl still had trouble comprehending that it was the supposed warm season of this northern city, and she would have no doubt labelled it worse than any winter down south.

Still she marched on through the snow and cold, feet wading through the winter snow whilst on her miniature exploration of Avanthal. Stopping to look at one of the carvings, her curious fingers reached out to touch the surface. Bumps and ridges were barely defined as she felt through the gloves, before she withdrew them and continued on her way. Although Fallon understood about the holds in Avanthal, she still had a lot of difficulty truly understanding them and what their most common practice was. She gave a squint at the carving, leaning in closely to look at the small eyes that were there, before finally pulling away.

Hot breath was released as she walked, her hands being plunged into her pockets, shoulders hunching in as she walked. She gave herself a shake, a huff escaping as she fought back the cold once more and continued down another strip of path way. She was uncertain where she was exactly; the Boardwalk was good at making her loose her bearings, it always had, but that was the curse of a foreigner existing in these lands. She was about to double back on herself and attempt to trace her steps back to the entrance, only to lay her eyes upon the numerous crossed paths and footprints that had been left by others. The girl muttered a curse, a scowl forming on her face as she surrendered the thought.

And all she wanted to do was go to the shop that sold the flavoured snow.
Tasty Flakes was it? she mused as she stumbled back onto the main path. She looked up and down it, lips pursing with thought as she scanned the area. Or at least until she spotted another girl. A Vantha by the looks of things, sitting around minding her own business. Carefully she approached, head bowing slightly as she went closer. Clearing her throat she spoke in the best Vani she could muster.
“Could you help me miss? I have gotten lost… again. Do you know which way is the way out?” She gave a blink, followed by a nervous smile and hoped she had indeed said the right thing.
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[Windward Boardwalk] A Walk in the Park

Postby Liyana Winterflame on May 16th, 2013, 7:00 pm

Liyana opened her eyes when she heard footsteps on the snow.

A foreigner. They were always interesting to chat with. They were also easy to spot. Terrible at adapting to Avantha weather, too.

They were easy to notice by their frozen appearance, as if they were trying to squeeze warmth out of their souls. Teeth might chatter, breaths blown into hands and palms rubbed together, and generally a great deal of thick clothing.

Is it me or does this one seem particularly uneasy, even for a foreigner? Sick, perhaps, or lost? Even residents of the village get lost sometimes, although only when still young and fresh to the city.

The stranger headed towards her and smiled. She asked for directions, conversing in Vani but noticeably not fluently.
Liyana's suspicions were confirmed; this here girl was lost.

"Definitely. Though it seems you've wandered far into the park. Lost in daydreams, perhaps? The scenery tends to do that. Follow me." Liyana stood up, and walked across the snow with the grace only Vantha can muster.

"This here is the Frostfawn section. You can recognize it by the relatively increased presence of animal motifs in the statues. Though if you ask me the sculptors are asked to make so much of these they grow addicted to them. A vicious cycle." Rambling seemed to have revitalized Liyana.

She turned to the visitor and smiled. "Excuse my lengthy rambles. I get carried away sometimes. Is there any specific place you were headed to?" Let's get her involved a bit. Too shy, this one.
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[Windward Boardwalk] A Walk in the Park

Postby Fallon on May 23rd, 2013, 8:57 am

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Fallon gave a blink, a twitch in her eye forming as she translated the words, before she gave a smile. Obviously her poor speech had managed to get across to the girl, and with that communication was established. Or at least, until she continued to talk in great flows of speech. Fallon stumbled after her, catching snippets of words as she explained where she was as if it was nothing. She gave a shudder, her features growing pinched with the cold and feet heavy and stiff.
How do the Vantha do that? Fallon hunched herself inwards I mean seriously, are they hardy? Or is it something else?

She gave a sneeze, then felt the question of the Vantha fall upon her. For a moment there was silence as she flicked through her limited knowledge on the language, and although perhaps she would have seemed shy to others it was more down to the language barrier that was established between them. Simply, Fallon did not want to petch up. She gave a single nod and answered once again in Vani, “I was trying to go to a… place called…” she paused for a moment as she tried to think of the word “The place with the flavoured snow… Tasty Flakes… did I say that right?” There was a moment of worry there, more so among the confirmation of words and that she has spoken correctly. And then she was distracted, once more drawn over to the sculptures, fingers hesitantly reaching out to touch it. Her eyes squinted at it, turning as she looked at where the eyes of this creature would be, before remembering her place. Her throat was cleared, “So the Frostfawn like their animals then? Maybe they make good trainers then… What about the other holds? Do they specialise in things?”

The girl would have asked more, but she found it unsuitable to do so. This stranger was not here to answer all her thoughts and provide for her, she was only providing direction and assistance to get out of the Boardwalk, nothing more, nothing less.
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[Windward Boardwalk] A Walk in the Park

Postby Liyana Winterflame on May 26th, 2013, 7:09 am

"Ah, the Tasty Flakes! I can take you there." Hopefully Zsuska was there and not her son.
Liyana did not dislike him, but she preferred the mother's willingness to experiment with the philters. The son.. he just seemed to want to eat her and her philters.

"Indeed they do. Every hold specializes in a specific area, and that helps keep the city united."
Although this had not stopped many quarrels before, it was a good idea.

"The Frostfawn mainly take care of animals and hunting."
Their relationship with their animals is heartwarming. Maybe I'll get a pet myself sometime. She looked at a statue of a big feline, and imagined running alongside one.

"The Skyglow are in charge of sculptures and drawing, which includes pottery and painting. These statues you see here were most likely all done by them."
They are also surprisingly fond of philtering, and especially the twirling colors of the potions. Once, one of them wanted her to create a potion with specific colors inside, in order to match the eyes of the sculptor's model.

"Snowsongs take care of carpentry and music. If you need any furniture or instrument, they are the ones to go to."
Many work in taverns, and gradually their mood turns to that of a perpetual party, matching that of the drunken patrons.

Liyana felt her throat beginning to thirst, but she plodded on to the rest of the holds. She can wait till they reach the shop to drink.
The arches of green had become less intricate, marking the end of the park and the start of the street pathway.

"The Iceglaze are the builders. They provide the structure of icestone, and most -- if not all -- buildings are made by them."
Liyana pointed at some of the buildings. Homes, shops, halls.

"Whitevines are healers. Unsurprisingly, foreigners often spend time there in their visit, trying to cure the cold they contracted."
Liyana remembered a particular Whitevine; one who had taken advantage of her philtering skill. She did learn a bit of medicine, so Liyana had forgiven her.
Liyana wondered if she could work with massage oils as well. A philter that cools the skin, perhaps.. One that flares the passions of the touch..

"The Coolwater hold is in charge of fishing and sea traveling, and all the other port-related stuff. These were probably the first Vantha hold you met with, if you had come by sea." They also often had interesting stories to dish out when drunk.

"And then there are the Winterflames. Us! We feed the city with the crops we grow and cook. Usually cooks are also gardeners as well; with all the food they get to eat they need to work a lot to burn it off!"
Making delicious food was nasty business.
Too bland, and no one will eat it. Too tasty, and people will become gluttons.

A few more paces and they reached the shop. Liyana turned to see her friend's reaction to the scene.

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And this is how we arrived at the tasty flakes.

I stopped here to let you describe the shop, but if you would rather I do it let me know.
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Postby Fallon on May 30th, 2013, 2:24 pm

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Fallon waded after her, listening to the explanation of the holds whilst she was being led onwards by the Vantha. She had agreed to lead her there, which was an advantage it seemed at the moment. Though Fallon could not help but feel that part of the information was being held back from her. Still, she had no choice but to be grateful for the little snippets of information that was indeed supplied to her. Had she had her note book with her, she would have indeed written it down but she did not, so she had little choice but to save it to memory. And then of course the revealing of the girl’s own clan was made quickly apparent.
“A Winterflame?” Fallon questioned “Perhaps one day you will match them and make a wonderful cook, unless of course you are already.”
The girl gave a wince as she smiled through the cold, before dipping herself down once more into the warmth of the numerous layers she wore. She gave a shiver as she followed the path that had been previously treaded out before her, before her eyes turned up to the shop before her.

Tasty Flakes, she quickly noticed was actually a building, though it could of also been mistaken also for a work of art. Darting up to the window, Fallon peered in, looking at the table and chairs that filled it along with the few faces of people that were already inside. Hot breath condensed against the glass, as her eyes turned to the counter that was at the back before she gave a firm and thankful nod to the Vantha girl who had lead her here.
“Thank you,” she managed to flash a grin before a gloved hand fumbled for the door and she stepped inside. If the girl followed she did not know, for she was too busy warming up in the inside of the building. Her eyes turned to the decorations that covered the walls, her cold cheeks having grown flushed and rosy with the sudden increase in temperature.

Darting over towards the counter, the girl stopped and analysed the potential flavours. Not that she completely understood what they were at first; it took a lot of study to work out what was exactly what. Stamping her feet to get the warmth back, the girl gave a nod to the clerk before once more studying what was there.
Dang… so many flavours… I need to come back here. Definitely need to come back here. She quickly glanced round to see if the Vantha girl had followed her in, before studying the fruit syrups once more.
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Postby Liyana Winterflame on June 19th, 2013, 5:04 pm

Liyana observed her companion's eyes widen. She certainly seems appreciative of the view. The view is indeed a beautiful work of art.

She followed her inside and watched as she perused all the different flavours. Liyana recalled doing that herself during her first visits.
Now that she has them memorized she only reads with an intention to improve the flavours.

She turned to the owner, Zsuska, and smiled.
An air of confidence and dominance surrounded her, and wisdom gained through deep thought and painful experience.

Zsuska was wiping glassware with cloth when she greeted her. "Hello, Z."

Liyana gestured towards the stranger with a jerk of her chin. "A visitor's here." She broadened her smile in preparation for a gentle jest. "Be nice."

She was returned a smile. "Aren't I always?"

"It's nice, isn't it?", Liyana said. "Have you made up your mind yet?"
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Postby Fallon on June 30th, 2013, 9:07 am

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Fallon paused, and proceeded to fish out the loose coins in her pocket. Most of the flavours were appealing, and of course several were more exotic than others – in which the price reflected this factor. Her lips pursed with careful thought, her throat dry for a moment as she finally tore herself into choosing. The girl cleared her throat and was just about to speak before the Winterflame girl addressed her once more. She could not help but flinch, her fingers curling around the silver miza for a tick. Blinking, she gave a nod, followed by a smile “Yes… yes I have made up my mind.”

She did not waste much time after that. Paying her coin, Fallon spoke the best she could and gestured to the strawberry syrup. A grin settled itself there, and she turned once more to the girl who had managed to guide her to the location, “Thank you for bringing me here. I would have been lost for a while otherwise.” It would be a chime or two before her order arrived, and so she proceeded to make polite conversation in Vani “Are you staying? Or are you going to go and do the duty of the Winterhold now?” A momentary pause came across Fallon as she tried to check that she had said the correct thing “I mean… I presume you like cooking and the like being of the Winterhold after all, but…” she gave a shrug.
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