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Farris takes a walk through the city to learn the auras that inhabit it.

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A Sight for Sore Eyes

Postby Farris on July 14th, 2018, 2:54 am

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Once Farris had begun to leave his home and explore the sights Sunberth had to offer, he found that, perhaps, there was more to the city than he'd initially believed. Yes, Sunberth held dangers within, dangers that certainly found their way into plaguing Farris' thoughts. He looked over his shoulder whenever others passed by. He guarded his pockets in order to ensure that he kept his possessions on his person. His disposition was often guarded, for there were secrets that the mage needed to keep, and a distance that he must maintain in order to keep them. Despite such trepidation and general dislike for the populace as a whole, he'd certainly found individuals of interest and with them a garnered curiosity about his new home had stirred into being. The product of this curiosity was the decision to walk through the city and familiarize himself with it. Living in the Sunset Quarter brought some measure of safety, for it seemed that gang activity was kept outside of its confines. But, that same safety acted as a barrier, preventing the mage from understanding the city as a whole. Once he'd left the Sunset Quarter, he found himself taking a left turn down the walkway and straight into the Commons. He'd at last found the time to heed Kynier's warning, and carried his weapon on his person. The finger razor he kept on his left hand was awkward and he'd found difficulty in getting it to work. Even now he still had little to no idea how to use it. Yet, he felt at the very least somewhat safer with it in his possession.

When he'd arrived into the Sunset Quarter, a breath filled his lungs. His intention was to explore the city properly, and he'd figured the ideal way to do so was with what Sunberthians hated more than anything: magic. Auristics had the benefit of being one of the most difficult magicks to detect, because it didn't rely on escaping the body or produce any obvious signs that one was using it. Rather, it allowed the practitioner to view the world in a much different mindset and perhaps Farris required such a thing in order to give the city a proper chance to grow on him. His pace grew far slower as he allowed his attention to drift. Hands were stuffed firmly into his pockets as he pulled at the djed contained in the depths of his soul. It sought to gather in his eyes, the effort in doing so taking several ticks, which Farris spent taking several strides forward and past the Temple of the Unknown. This left Farris at an impasse as to which direction to take. The Sight was active, and the influx of information received was garbled and overwhelming at best. He took several ticks to stand still and take it all in. Numerous people seemed to be going in and out of Robern's Reaches. By the way that their auras seem to mix together and meld, they likely all had some form of association with one another. Gangsters, if he had to guess. One particular aura pulled away from the rest, a man jumping out of the collection and pushing at Farris' chest.

The Sight did not shut off, but his distraction had him reeling. He took a step back, letting his gaze fall on a man several inches shorter than him, missing some teeth and clearly pissed off about something. "You. Whatchu looking at, huh?" Rather stunned by being pushed back, Farris took a step back, his eyes somewhat wide as the pungent aura set upon his tongue. The gangster's aura held the taste of burnt flesh and metal, and by the look of his mouth, several teeth were missing and others filled in by crude replacements. He raised his shoulders in a shrug, "I'm sorry. I'll look down and away from now on?" he offered as a means of compromise. He took another three steps back before turning slowly. He took a brisk pace from there, making his way into the Commons proper, intent on keeping his exploration to one of the 'safer' parts of the city.

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A Sight for Sore Eyes

Postby Farris on July 14th, 2018, 3:27 am

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Heavily dissatisfied with his experience near Robern's Reaches, he hoped that perhaps the Commons might provide him with some number of curiosities with which to explore with the Sight. He knew the area by reputation and walking the streets of Sunberth had afforded him the understanding that this part of the city was, like the Sunset Quarter, neutral in terms of its standing with the gangs. Farris had no idea which gang the man who'd pushed him earlier was in, but he neither cared enough to indulge himself nor wanted to see the man again to ask him. Rather, Farris set his eyes on the Pig's Foot Tavern, next. Even from the distance, the taste of alcohol was strong on his tongue. Liquors of different smells and types were present upon his senses and he had to consciously abstain from walking right into the tavern. Rather than do so, he let his gaze flicker about the outside. A multitude of drunks were visible just from the outside, and it seemed clear that whoever owned the place cared nothing for maintaining any semblance of decency. People seemed to spill out the door, falling in their stupor. If this was Ravok, several of them would already be headed for a drunk tank, escorted by the Ebonstryfe and likely beaten into sobriety. Here, no one gave a shyke. It was somewhat refreshing, actually. Laughter spilled softly from his lips as he mused upon the subtle differences. Regardless of where people lived, the hobbies were often the same. Get drunk, fuck and throw mizas at the bartender.

Turning his gaze away from the tavern, Farris found his curiosity shifted and rather than make his way into the Pig's Foot he continued on the pathway north. His eyes cast along the burned down ruins of the Cider Mill and while curious, he decided it was best not to ask questions and simply move forward. Unsure of exactly where he was going, he stumbled forth and found his path set on towards Stumble Alley, though he wasn't aware of the name and how amusing it was that he'd tripped towards the alleyway. It was once he'd found his way into the alley that something felt... wrong. His senses were overwhelmed with djed and her found it apt to flicker the Sight back into being. It had diminished in his distraction, his focus utterly gone as he caught himself before falling to the floor like a vulnerable fool. While djed gathered into his eyes he continued to move forward until his senses were entirely encapsulated. Djed rushed from the alleyway and coalesced within his Sight. A flaring, rigid wall of pure energy rose over a particular being and Farris was compelled to investigate it. It nearly burned his eyes to see the aura, a magnitude beyond anything he'd ever felt in his life and yet it was vaguely familiar.

In the past weeks he'd met a curious fellow by the name of Kynier. That particular man was, like Farris, a mage and had reminded him of a strange magic known as Shielding that Farris himself wasn't privy to. Was this a shield? It was far more intense and rife with life than Kynier's had been. Farris was compelled to follow the massive outpouring of djed through Stumble Alley until he found a small shop going by the name 'The Majestic'. The place, to Farris' Sight certainly suited the name. Whomever the owner was either had access to a supremely powerful mage or was such an individual himself. Farris threw caution to the wind, far more intrigued by the notion than he was concerned for his well-being. A flicker of fear indeed cast upon his senses at the rather chilling nature of the alley, but he stepped beyond it, beyond trepidation and into the doors of the shop.

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A Sight for Sore Eyes

Postby Farris on July 14th, 2018, 8:50 pm

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Farris' entry into the Majestic was initially met with a great deal of anticipation, but once he had passed through the door and into the place, he couldn't hide the disappointment set upon his expression. The room in front of him was barren, with little to adorn it aside from the ever so lovely pieces of rat excrement and moth balls that littered the floor. There were a multitude of shelves in the space, all of which contained books that looked to be, even with his barest glance set upon them, torn apart and destroyed by decay. Years seemed to have passed in this place with no one touching the shelves and in truth, Farris was rather mortified for the loss of knowledge in bound and written form. He approached one of the bookcases and to his dismay found that the parchment was torn to shreds, ink smeared across the page. It seemed like exposure to light and heat without any form of protection had warped the pages beyond recognition, the binding loose. If he picked it up with any shortage of care, he suspected the book might have simply disintegrated.

A frown cast upon Farris' lips as he wondered what might be happening here. Was this a front? Were mages hiding in a secret room somewhere? Might Farris have stumbled on some sort of congregation? He'd heard nothing of Stumble Alley, let alone the Majestic and was curious, but with little to go on and nothing to see plainly the wizard felt his curiosity wane in favor of disappointment. Perhaps, he'd wasted his time? "There's only one way to find out..." he said, quite certain that he'd find nothing to go on. But there was no harm in the effort? Djed welled into Farris' gaze as he called upon it. A breath flooded his lungs as he took his time, balling his hands into fists as he sought to task djed to the purpose of analyzing the aura of the bookcase in front of him at the far wall of the establishment. His Sight came to him and flooded his mind, the rotten stench and taste of the bookcase's aura appalling to the senses. And yet... there was more to it. In fact, his mundane senses came to use as he heard the sound of footsteps, and in combination with his Sight informing him of a bend in the wall he had a creeping suspicion that he was, in fact, standing in front of a facade.

The bend in the wall was where the hinges of a hidden door were present behind the wall. He could taste the metal upon it, and was immediately flooded again with a fervent curiosity that did not ask for satisfaction. It demanded it. He let the Sight wither away as he raised a hand, confident that his curiosity about who lived on the other side of the wall would not be satisfied without him taking the first move. He weaved past the book case and attempted to open the door. He found that the knob could not be touched. It seemed that an unknown force stopped him from turning the thing, and he suspected, without using the Sight that another barrier of some sort was keeping him at a distance from the owner of the place. The Majestic struck Farris as more and more odd the more time he spent within it, and found that his curiosity moved towards the owner next. Who could be in Sunberth that possessed such incredible knowledge of magic? And how were they still here? Still alive in this city that detested mages and all that they stood for. He raised his hand and decided instead to knock on the door, eager for some kind of answer to the hundreds of questions that welled in his thoughts.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" he asked, though the answer was obviously a yes. Rats did not make such heavy footsteps.

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A Sight for Sore Eyes

Postby Farris on July 14th, 2018, 9:30 pm

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Several chimes passed without an answer, but Farris was adamant in learning more. Already he was in Stumble Alley and very much doubted that he'd have cause to return unless he attracted the unknown individual's attention before leaving. He resolved to knock a second time and from the other side of the door he heard a grunt. The door did not open, but Farris heard the footsteps grow louder before stopping altogether. This led the Reimancer to assume that the owner of the Majestic was standing in front of him, with the door cloaking both from the sight of the other. Farris found a sense of fatigue awash within him, the repeated indulgence of Auristics draining him as well as the time he'd spent walking. However, he wasn't going to be deterred, not when the presence of a mass of djed was even closer now than it was before. The Sight welled again from the depths of Farris' soul. He felt a sweet elation as the djed was set to task in his eyes. The effort was more taxing than the last, with a full thirty ticks taken to gather up his djed and put it to work. The flaring aura of the door was present, but he sought to not focus on that.

Rather, he sought to weave his Sight and study the aura of the individual behind it. Djed rose from the figure in a flurry, and it looked like the magic that cloaked his store also cloaked his body. Additionally, it seemed as if magic was in employ, but the limited understanding Farris had with Auristics couldn't tell him that the nameless individual was studying him just as Farris was. Farris' practice with Auristics was limited and weak, but he could imagine that the nameless figure's understanding was far greater. A fleeting curiosity arose within him as he wondered what Doler saw, and he was curious to break the silence now that he was aware that the man afforded Farris some measure of his attention.

"Exactly what is the Majestic? Who are you and how have you existed here for so long?" Farris did not mean for his questions to be so biting, but there was no purpose in being indirect or otherwise coy with his words. He'd learned that Sunberthians were a direct people, and though at times discretion was ideal, with the storefront empty and no one walking down the alleyway, he figured it was safe to inquire. He believed it was appropriate to assume that whomever was behind the door was there for an extended period of time, for the wear and decay upon the bookshelves did not get there in a year or even two. It was the product of years of neglect and it was that realization that gave Farris the confidence to ask his questions. Clearly, whoever this being behind the door was, he was safe in Sunberth. But... how?

"What do you sell here? And what can I do, if anything, to learn from you?" He hadn't received any answers and did not honestly expect them, but he hoped that his inquiry would be met with, at the very least, some sort of acknowledgement. It was clear that Doler was a mage beyond Farris' father or anyone the young man had ever met. It was apparent that the unknown shopkeeper was a recluse like Farris himself and felt without knowing him a measure of kinship with what he imagined was an older, more knowledgeable individual.

TBC in another thread...

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A Sight for Sore Eyes

Postby Kynier on July 29th, 2018, 12:15 am

Grades!


Skill Rewards
  • Auristics +4
  • Investigation +2
  • Observation +4

Lores Learned
  • Sunset Quarter: Kept out of Gang Violence
  • Location: Temple of the Unknown
  • Location: Pig’s Foot Tavern
  • Location: The Majestic
  • Robert’s Reaches: Not a “Safer” part of town
  • The Majestic: Owned by a powerful mage

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Your Ledger needs to be updated to reflect the purchase of a Finger Razor (- 5 gm).

I'm curious to see how Farris and Doler fair. If you have an questions or concerns about your grade please feel free to PM me.
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