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PLOTS
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Open Starters: street markets, forest
Plots:
「 one man's trash 」 - plot | m/f/nb
⤿ Angelina doesn't have much in the way of money. she could rely on the in-town apothecary shop, but her sister runs her own practice, one that Angelina isn't keen on competing with outside of regulars because—deep down—she still cares and doesn't want the elder struggling. unfortunately, at the same time, the fae that patron the cottage shop rarely pay for services in human currency. recently, Angelina felt inexplicably drawn to an oddly familiar necklace being sold by a collector and closely counted her meager "frivolous" reserves only to find herself coming up short and the merchant unwilling to budge on his high price. she left that day, dejected, but has found herself returning every single day since to make sure the piece of jewelry hasn't been sold.
「regular customer」 - connection | m/f/nb
⤿ be it for injuries, minor and major, or fleeting or persistent illness, you've always come to the Apothecary for your medical needs. as a result, you and Angelina have become quite familiar with each other.
「thick as thieves」- connection | m/f/nb, close friends (2 max.)
⤿ Angelina doesn't have much in the way of personal relationships as she tends to stick to the lines of her property more days that not. even still, you've managed to weasel your way into the apothecary's favor
「a blur of fur」 - plot | m/f/nb, new customer
⤿ whether it's because of an injury, existing sickness, or other woes, you're in sore need of a cure. official physicians are costly and you've heard word of the Apothecary that's a little less than a day's journey outside of Alryn—run by a man who is as skilled as he is mysterious. only, upon your arrival, you're knocked off your feet by a massive canine and there's no Master Ealdwine to be found.
「weary traveler」 - plot | m/f/nb, potential aquaintance/friend
⤿ whether the majority of the journey is ahead or long behind you, you have been journeying all day when a rain storm starts. when it seems as though you (or your horse) can't take another step, you happen upon the Apothecary and come knocking in hopes of a dry, warm place to rest your head.
Plots:
「 one man's trash 」 - plot | m/f/nb
⤿ Angelina doesn't have much in the way of money. she could rely on the in-town apothecary shop, but her sister runs her own practice, one that Angelina isn't keen on competing with outside of regulars because—deep down—she still cares and doesn't want the elder struggling. unfortunately, at the same time, the fae that patron the cottage shop rarely pay for services in human currency. recently, Angelina felt inexplicably drawn to an oddly familiar necklace being sold by a collector and closely counted her meager "frivolous" reserves only to find herself coming up short and the merchant unwilling to budge on his high price. she left that day, dejected, but has found herself returning every single day since to make sure the piece of jewelry hasn't been sold.
「regular customer」 - connection | m/f/nb
⤿ be it for injuries, minor and major, or fleeting or persistent illness, you've always come to the Apothecary for your medical needs. as a result, you and Angelina have become quite familiar with each other.
「thick as thieves」- connection | m/f/nb, close friends (2 max.)
⤿ Angelina doesn't have much in the way of personal relationships as she tends to stick to the lines of her property more days that not. even still, you've managed to weasel your way into the apothecary's favor
⤿ whether it's because of an injury, existing sickness, or other woes, you're in sore need of a cure. official physicians are costly and you've heard word of the Apothecary that's a little less than a day's journey outside of Alryn—run by a man who is as skilled as he is mysterious. only, upon your arrival, you're knocked off your feet by a massive canine and there's no Master Ealdwine to be found.
「weary traveler」 - plot | m/f/nb, potential aquaintance/friend
⤿ whether the majority of the journey is ahead or long behind you, you have been journeying all day when a rain storm starts. when it seems as though you (or your horse) can't take another step, you happen upon the Apothecary and come knocking in hopes of a dry, warm place to rest your head.