Mansions, Orbs, and Grocery Stores - 001

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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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Richard St. Vier | Swordspoint - Groceries

[firstandbest]

It's not like he hasn't done his own shopping, but he did usually find his meals around. Now he's armed with a list he can't read in a place brighter than a nobleman's party with a bunch of other labels he can't read.

St. Vier isn't a coward...but he does know when he's underprepared for something. Without looking at the person he's been sent to shop with in this alien market, he turns with every intention of leaving. Someone else could do this, surely.

[corone]

It isn't that Alec is immune to Richard's discomfort. It's just that, of the two of them, only one of them can throw their toys out of the proverbial pram at any given time. Usually that would be Alec. Today, Alec knows it needs to be Richard.

It's rare for Alec to be the more street savvy of the pair but with his particular experience of alien worlds, he's uncharacteristically serene at the idea of doing a grocery run. With rare speed, he takes the swordsman's wrist and guides him towards the neat rows of empty shopping carts instead.

"Here, we need one of these," he explains cheerfully. "It's a hand cart, see the wheels?"

[firstandbest]

It honestly could have gone either way as to whether or not Alec let him leave (with him, of course.) He'd half hoped his scholar would opt for indulgence rather than responsibility, but his wrist is grabbed, and he doesn't resist that deceptively strong grip even a little bit.

He does sigh, however. And take the cart, as much as he has to physically will himself to do so. This was going to be very annoying, wasn't it?

"Yes, I am familiar with carts." And he trades his useless list for it, the slip of paper ending up in Alec's long fingers instead.

"Why is everything so colorful in here?" Even as he asks the question, he knows the answer; the same reason anything is colorful: to be eye-catching. Still, he was happy enough to hear Alec supply whatever answer he liked.