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Fade Rift Mods ([personal profile] faderifting) wrote in [community profile] allthisshitisweird2017-02-25 07:19 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME!

I ROLL TO SEDUCE THE BEAR

Tucked between the massive Lake Calenhad and the icy Frostback Mountains in Ferelden’s chilly, hilly south, the Hinterlands are a region covered in patchy forests, small farms, and a bustling fishing village called Redcliffe. The region was recently the frontline of a war between mages and Templars, but the Inquisition’s military presence has restored order and is now focused on helping the locals and influx of refugees rebuild their lives. Whether you’re a recent recruit or a hardened veteran, a Fereldan local or someone who recently fell out of a rift from another world, you may be asked to go lend a hand.

I. FLOODS

A burst of unseasonably warm weather (in no way inspired by real life events) is initially greeted with relief, gloves discarded and scarves unwrapped—but followed within the week by severe flooding across the region. Maybe you’re sent out to help debris from a road or collect the bodies of those swept away. Or maybe you’re less lucky and instead there when the waters come, shepherding refugees to higher ground, or caught riding in the flow on a dislodged roof or log. Maybe there’s a bear on the roof with you.

II. TREASURE HUNTS

Given the lack of banks and lockboxes, when the people here have something they value, they often hide it—under the ground, in a tree, behind a waterfall. So here you are, with a sketch of some landmarks found on a body, trying to find… something. If you find it, it might be useful: weapons, runes, a stash of supplies. Or it might be someone’s box of racy letters and a request to deliver them to a now-married woman who will slap you on delivery.

III. BEARS

You have turned the wrong corner, forded the wrong stream, crested the wrong hill, entered the wrong cave. Maybe you are far from camp. Maybe you are in camp. Whatever has happened, wherever you are: you are being chased by bears. Did you provoke the bears? Are they huge? Babies? Fade-touched? Mage-controlled? What are they chasing you away from? What are they chasing you into? What do you plan to make out of their hide if you kill them? What do you think they'll craft out of your hide if they kill you?

IV. CRYSTALS

Members and trusted agents of the Inquisition are given access to one of the Inquisition's stores of ancient, mysterious sending crystals, allowing them to communicate instantaneously by voice. It's magic. And a magical excuse to ask everyone what their favorite constellation is in the middle of the night.

Or to call for help because you've been treed by bears.

Either way.

V. MISCELLANEOUS

Choose your own adventure! Hunt game, kill demons, gather herbs, track bandits, haggle over the price of armor, fall off a deceptively tall rock, get lost circling the same hill ten times trying to find a way up to the weird glowing skull on a stick you can see is up there, climb trees or abandoned towers, rummage around in empty homes, run from a dragon, cry over how cute that fennec fox you just shot was, set up camp and chat around the fire, knock yourself out (figuratively, or even literally if that's more your speed)—the Hinterlands are your Frostback Mountain oyster.
flowrite: (smile » laughter)

Fai D. Flourite | Tsubasa Chronicle | AU'd

[personal profile] flowrite 2017-03-06 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
((ooc: I have Fai AU'd as a Seeker, still fleshing out all the details. There's a post on his journal with what I have so far, I'd be completely up for suggestions and whatnot. Also he's a complete dork, so. I'm sorry. Or maybe I'm not.))

II - Treasure Hunting

[There's no mark of identification on the tall, skinny man who's currently sitting back against the trunk of a nearby tree with a wooden lockbox cracked open in front of him. There's a patch over his left eye, but he carries no visible weapons. If anything, his silk shirt and embroidered boots mark him as an Orlesian, although when he speaks there's only the faintest trace of an Orlesian accent. He's very pretty, with golden blond hair tied back in a low, loose ponytail.

And he's giggling. There's a letter in his gloved hands, and he's giggling.]


Oh dear sweet Andraste, I don't think that's even possible....


V - At the tavern

[What do you call a pretty man with an eyepatch, a tricorn hat with a feather, buckled boots, a snazzy frock coat, and the biggest, cheeriest grin you've ever seen as he's strolling into the local tavern? A pirate. A fop? Really out of place. All of the above. Maybe just call him Fai.

As if he doesn't have a care in the world, he saunters right up to the bar, rests his elbows on the bar and his chin in his hands, and bats the eyelashes of his one good eye at the bartender. The bartender patently ignores him--until the pretty man slaps enough coin on the bar to buy a round of drinks for the entire tavern. Which is what he promptly does.

What is a pirate/fop/whatever-the-hell-he-is doing out here in the Hinterlands? Who knows. Maybe ask him, since he just bought you a drink?]



V - Tree climbing

[Or more appropriately--tree falling.

The blond man working his way up the tree just ahead is skinny and graceful, and looks as though he's having no trouble scaling what should be an easy tree to climb. There are plenty of branches. There's not even a bear chasing him up said tree. Except just as his foot goes to press against a particular branch he hesitates, catching sight of something. Maybe you? Either way, he's coming right back down the tree now. In a big hurry.

Are you close enough to try to catch him, or are you going to get squished? Or maybe just stand back and laugh?]
meds4sale: (Bored now)

V

[personal profile] meds4sale 2017-03-06 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yeah the Medicine Seller is just going to let nature take its course there. Who is he to deny gravity its latest victim?]

My goodness, that was quite a tumble.

[He sounds *so* concerned.]
flowrite: (hurt » strung out)

[personal profile] flowrite 2017-03-10 08:30 am (UTC)(link)
[He manages to catch one of the last, largest branches in one hand on his way down, not enough to break his fall but enough to slow his momentum at least, so that when he thumps to the grass below it's a thump instead of a... well, splat. Or crash or crack, or any other manner of unpleasant noise.

Still, it's a rough enough landing that Fai sprawls out on the grass with his one good eye shut tight for a moment, bemoaning life itself and this tree in particular. When he opens his eye again it's just a crack, peering out at the owner of the voice. He hears that tone, stranger, don't think he doesn't.]


You're one to talk--you distracted me!

[Still, he somehow manages to sound more amused than anything. Still whiny, but amused instead of angry.]
meds4sale: (Silly silly me.)

[personal profile] meds4sale 2017-03-10 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Ohh? My humblest of apologies.

[He sounded really sorry about that.]

[Still, he set down his medicine pack, and began to rummage through the bottom-most drawer.]


Why were you in a tree?
flowrite: (calm » r u serious)

[personal profile] flowrite 2017-03-11 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Uh huh. Sure.

Fai groans and levers himself up on his elbows, still laid out on the ground but at least able to get a better look at his newfound company. Since, you know. One eye and all. He watches the man rummage around in his pack for a moment before answering.]


Scouting, of course. What else would I be doing in a tree? It seemed like the best place to spot any rampaging bears that might be nearby. [a pause] I suppose I'm lucky you're not a bear. What are you doing?
meds4sale: (Making a mess)

[personal profile] meds4sale 2017-03-11 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
[There was a growing pile of rather... unusual paraphernalia building up around the Medicine Seller as he rummaged. Some of it was medicine.]

[He finally found what he was looking for and offered a black lacquer-ware canister. It was decorated with white cranes soaring gracefully over a flowering plum tree against a backdrop of gold clouds.]


This poultice should help any cuts and bruises.