Mansions, Orbs, and Grocery Stores - 001

[lysoke]

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The Blue Orb

Maybe your character is on a heist, at a dinner party, or maybe they’re just passing by a room that happens to be holding this odd, spherical, blue object. Whether they’re the ones who picked it up or not (it is glowing and pretty, after all!) They and the next nearest person to them are suddenly and inexplicably mentally linked. Hopefully, that’s not too loud or unpleasant for them both because they’ll also need to work together to undo it. If they decide they want to undo it at all…

(Solutions are whatever seems fun. Maybe you just have to put it back, maybe you have to make an offering of an apology to the nearby church, maybe you have to solve a puzzle with other objects in the room. Be creative!)

Groceries

Grocery shopping might not be your character’s usual job or even something they typically need to do, but it’s something they need to do today, and they don’t get to do it alone. Hopefully they and their shopping buddy get along and can agree on how and what to shop for…and won’t get distracted with anything else going on, after all, there are hungry people waiting for you to make it back with those groceries sometime today!

The Magic Manor

Your character stepped through a transitional space -a doorway, an archway, a gate of some kind and instead of being where they should be, they’re in a very fancy, very well cared for manor. The door is, of course, also very locked. With its three floors and various rooms, there’s certainly plenty to explore. It has a kitchen, dining room, sparring room, library, study, apothecary room, celestial observatory, and even a room with various preserved specimens, some not as dead as they might seem.

The flying eyeball, making plenty of food and tea for guests, is happy to inform them that there is a way out, but you must find the books with a single letter on the spine to arrange them into the keyword that serves as an exit from this place. Please be wary while wandering, there’s mimics, aggressive flying swords and books, and a few other traps and beasts that will choose aggression over conversation littered about the house. Oh, also, please refrain from stepping outside. The purple haze surrounding the house has a way of tuning people around and making it hard to breathe.
Good luck!

(Inspired by the first Candlekeep Adventure, the keyword out of the manor can be whatever anyone wants it to be in their thread, maybe it’s as simple as ‘Liberty,' maybe it’s as nefarious as the name of someone important or a secret no one should know. It’s magic in here, go wild!)

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Robert Robertson III | Dispatch

[beefdad]

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Groceries

His usual method of grocery shopping is from a vending machine when he has a spare moment. One look at him makes that fact extremely believable. He's still in his SDN uniform; shirt too big and half-untucked, facial hair that's not quite hitting 'fashionably' unshaven, a slender frame that looks like it could use some tender care and a tiredness in his eyes that goes way beyond not having slept enough for 15 years or so.

But here he is, pushing a cart around, a rotund black and white chihuahua sitting up in the space that's usually reserved for small kids, nestled in a blanket that definitely looks pretty new (thanks, Chase).

"Hard to believe by my peppy demeanor, but... I'm about an eon ready to be done with this so we can do something more exciting. Like, I don't know, watch paint dry."

[whisperedone]

Garner can't see the dog, but he can hear the dog as he comes up to stand with his companion. It had taken some work to learn how to navigate the louder areas of this city he was in, but he was reasonably sure he could at least shop. Would he get the right brands? Probably not, could he guess? Absolutely. But that was why he had a buddy.

"I don't know, I bet I could have a wonderful time watching paint dry." His light, almost whispery voice is heavy with humor. "It looks about the same as everything else."

Never let a blind joke go by when he could snatch it up instead.

"We could make a fame of it. You point me in the generally right direction, and we'll see what I grab."

[beefdad]

"You're escaping the millennial grey trend that makes me wish I was blind."

Maybe he should be more reverent, but the man's joking about his sight and Robert doesn't believe in tiptoeing around shit that makes people uncomfortable, for some reason. Like a blind guy can't have a sense of humor? Clearly this one does. He likes that.

"I'd offer you Beef, the dog, as a guide dog but he'd leave you high and dry as soon as we hit the meat or cheese section. Anyway. What do you need from me to make this a good time? Because if you really want to make a game out of it, I gotta think up a scoring system on the fly."

gonna go with Victorian Morgan somehow ending up in Robert's time 👀

[poeticaccountant]

Robert is less than enthused by being here while Morgan is far beyond overwhelmed. There are so many sights and sounds and smells that are still entirely unfamiliar weeks into his tenure in this... time and place. Life has mostly settled since his sudden arrival with Robert, but the accountant remains equal parts skittish and curious about all of this. It does not make him feel less flustered when he wishes to be out and his companion clearly desires the opposite.

"I am-- sorry it is like this. Still, with me. I thought it b-best if we-- did the shopping together, so that I may become familiar with this place if I should n-need to come alone." His gaze drops from Robert's face to Beef as he frowns softly. "I-if it is too much to ask-- after several other trips, I can finish alone, should you be willing to part with enough bank notes for everything."

Morgan tugs at the cuffs of the light spring jacket he is wearing over a soft cardigan in a nervous habit to soothe himself. The clothes are comfortable, though the pants are much too tight for his liking, but the style is still so strange. People where foreign colours and do not cover themselves the way he is used to. He will become used to it with time, even if it will require being very close to swooning every time he sees someone in cropped pants, shorts, or knee-length (or shorter!) skirts.