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kingdomcomes2017-08-03 09:06 pm
loveskulls) wrote in kingdomcomes2017-08-03 09:06 pm
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Apprentice Mingle
Periodically throughout the month, you will find yourself accosted by guards who inform you that the Mistress has picked you, specifically you, to do some cleaning. The castle is big, and other than the rooms that have been locked and rendered off-limits, you’re going to help clean every last bit of it.
Sometimes, the chore may be pleasant enough—maybe you’ll be sorting and reshelving books, or doing a little bit of sweeping. Other times? Well, have fun scraping out the gunk between the cobbles with a stick.
However, there will be one special time mid-month where all the apprentices will be not allowed to leave first thing in the morning. Instead, after they’ve eaten, they’ll be taken down into the cellars. The cellars are a catacomb of stone storage rooms, some magically chilled and others simply basement-room temperature. They’re lined with shelves, jars, and other storage methods, all filled to the brim with ingredients and various drinks, both alcoholic and not. While the ones with the freshest ingredients are kept as spotless as you can hope for in a fantasy setting, many of the others—especially the furthest ones—are much worse off. While nothing is off-puttingly bad, it sure hasn’t seen a good cleaning in a while.
You are given proper cleaning supplies, and told to get to work.
Of course, under some of those shelves and corners are lurking the spores of a certain mold, when inhaled, will make you start feeling… pleasant. Your thoughts will begin to slowly reel and your thinking will alter, and you’ll relax. If you’ve ever been high on certain herbs before, you’ll recognize that’s what it is. It creeps in slowly. The longer you’re in the mold-infested rooms, the higher you’ll get.
There are no adverse effects to long-term exposure—but you’ll fall asleep and some hapless guard will be in to retrieve you.
Every hour or so, the guards will check in on you. Once everything is clean enough, they’ll let you leave.
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((OOC: Catch-all mingle for apprentice activities this month! But if you're an outlier who happens to have business at the castle while they’re cleaning main areas, or you’re a guard who has to patrol the pantry with an NPC platoon, why not hop in?))
Sometimes, the chore may be pleasant enough—maybe you’ll be sorting and reshelving books, or doing a little bit of sweeping. Other times? Well, have fun scraping out the gunk between the cobbles with a stick.
However, there will be one special time mid-month where all the apprentices will be not allowed to leave first thing in the morning. Instead, after they’ve eaten, they’ll be taken down into the cellars. The cellars are a catacomb of stone storage rooms, some magically chilled and others simply basement-room temperature. They’re lined with shelves, jars, and other storage methods, all filled to the brim with ingredients and various drinks, both alcoholic and not. While the ones with the freshest ingredients are kept as spotless as you can hope for in a fantasy setting, many of the others—especially the furthest ones—are much worse off. While nothing is off-puttingly bad, it sure hasn’t seen a good cleaning in a while.
You are given proper cleaning supplies, and told to get to work.
Of course, under some of those shelves and corners are lurking the spores of a certain mold, when inhaled, will make you start feeling… pleasant. Your thoughts will begin to slowly reel and your thinking will alter, and you’ll relax. If you’ve ever been high on certain herbs before, you’ll recognize that’s what it is. It creeps in slowly. The longer you’re in the mold-infested rooms, the higher you’ll get.
There are no adverse effects to long-term exposure—but you’ll fall asleep and some hapless guard will be in to retrieve you.
Every hour or so, the guards will check in on you. Once everything is clean enough, they’ll let you leave.
-
((OOC: Catch-all mingle for apprentice activities this month! But if you're an outlier who happens to have business at the castle while they’re cleaning main areas, or you’re a guard who has to patrol the pantry with an NPC platoon, why not hop in?))
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When the woman asks her question, he points and nods at the latter half of it, a resigned look on his face. He glances at the floor and has a thought - yeah, the floor is probably dusty enough that he could...
Yup. He bends over and clears some dust on the floor with his finger, writing the following: CAN'T TALK UNLESS IM DOING SOMETHING SEXY.
Then he looks at her and shrugs dramatically.]
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She holds out the bottle to him, as he probably needs this more than she does which is saying something.]
Well. They say silence is golden, for what it's worth. If everyone was silent we'd all be wealthy, so on and so on... [She waves her hand. Her usual rhetoric of talking a lot feels wasted here.] I assume you could speak before? You don't even make an attempt to communicate with your hands or sign. If you were always mute I'd assume you would. That's why I ask. I'm curious about how you fell in such a state but I assume it's a long story to write on the floor.
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But she'll get what's coming to her some day. For now, Kaph takes another enthusiastic swig from the bottle, then gives the woman a faux-apologetic tilt of the head. Thanks for giving him an easy out, there.
He takes a moment to discreetly eye her from top to bottom too. She's not bad-looking at all...
After giving her a furtive nudge, he writes a few more words on the floor:
"JUST THE 2 OF US IN THIS CORNER THO"
And then he draws a winking face next to that.]