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Post by Lady Frost on Oct 7, 2019 22:56:01 GMT -5
In her jail cell, Lavina's heart pounds in anxious frustration. Both unlit wall sconces, the floor, the walls and the ceiling are covered in frost and ice. The cells's bars are uncomfortably cold and standing near them feels like an open freezer. The sorceress paces constantly through her dark cell turning her scowl at anyone who passes the bars.
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Post by Razgriz on Oct 7, 2019 23:38:00 GMT -5
*The Red Emperor makes a brief visit to the cells (if allowed by the Red Ravens) and asks Lavina if she needs anything. He then walks towards Vindel's cell and tosses a ring of blueish light into it.*
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Post by Asgardian Grey Hawk on Oct 7, 2019 23:44:03 GMT -5
*The cell Vindel is in smells of rot and has a bloated elven male corpse in it that likely has gathered flies and maggots*
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Post by StabbingNirvana on Oct 8, 2019 11:35:42 GMT -5
Slate Dongder, who commits petty crimes to use the jail cell as an overnight stay on those cold, rainy nights, complains to Shander about the unnatural cold emanating from the next cell over.
"Come on man!" he shouts to the Red Raven.
"The entire region is suffering from wild magic but this witch in the next cell over is freezing up the place with her mere presence?! Are we sure she ain't the whole reason behind this?!"
He waves his arms with anger in the air as he shouts. Though immediately after the outburst, his expression changes to that of someone who just had an epiphany.
"Soooo Shander. When I get out of here in the morning, would you guys mind if I stock up a couple brewskis by her cell?"
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Post by Scream of Silence on Oct 10, 2019 20:23:58 GMT -5
Short form of the elven healer would walk up to the frozen cell's bars, and with only faint, calm smile offer a nod to the imprisoned sorceress.
"Greetings miss Lavina. I am not sure how or why have you ended up visiting this place.. but I hold no ill will, and therefore would wish to offer minor relief of exchange in words and ideas.. as well as possibly share some of my lunch."
Finishing the basic statement, elf would sit on the free people's side of the bars, ignoring the cold floor, and share bit of fish stew and fresh juniper berry juice, as well as a chat, for the time allowed by the local law enforcement.
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Post by davenutninja408 on Oct 10, 2019 21:15:48 GMT -5
Sylus briefly stops by the Red Raven's to look over bounties, noticing the ice and the cold chill of the building he made his way to Lavina's cell and stood quiet, with a slight look of sadness, as he turns on his heel to leave he offers some words. "I will try to speak on your behalf when the time comes, but as a squire I'm not sure my word will carry much weight. But I will try."
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Post by mysticalkas on Oct 10, 2019 21:48:02 GMT -5
*Amilith would walk into the Red Ravels to see what has become of Vindel, he would calmly look upon the cell with a quirk of the brow and proceed on the Vindels cell*
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Post by Lady Frost on Oct 11, 2019 3:35:22 GMT -5
Short form of the elven healer would walk up to the frozen cell's bars, and with only faint, calm smile offer a nod to the imprisoned sorceress. "Greetings miss Lavina. I am not sure how or why have you ended up visiting this place.. but I hold no ill will, and therefore would wish to offer minor relief of exchange in words and ideas.. as well as possibly share some of my lunch." Finishing the basic statement, elf would sit on the free people's side of the bars, ignoring the cold floor, and share bit of fish stew and fresh juniper berry juice, as well as a chat, for the time allowed by the local law enforcement. By this time she would be hungry and despite her want for anxious pacing, she'd sit and eat. The aura would still push wide, and with her so near the bars it would extend out into the room. She would not appear chatty though and her scowl would sit across her face perpetually as she ate - though she'd offer polite words before and after.
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Post by Lady Frost on Oct 11, 2019 3:39:18 GMT -5
Sylus briefly stops by the Red Raven's to look over bounties, noticing the ice and the cold chill of the building he made his way to Lavina's cell and stood quiet, with a slight look of sadness, as he turns on his heel to leave he offers some words. "I will try to speak on your behalf when the time comes, but as a squire I'm not sure my word will carry much weight. But I will try." *Her tone is direct and sharp, but it's clear its edge isn't meant at him, but those holding her.* "There is nothing to speak about. I serve the predetermined time, pay my fine and I leave afterward."
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Post by kashard on Oct 11, 2019 4:01:21 GMT -5
*Custodio would step out off the caravan that recelty parked inside Greatgaunt, and would walk up to the side of the Red Raven's building, rummaging his backpack for a food ration. When he leans on the stoney wall, he notices that cold feeling, as well as the chill coming from the entry door. Frowns his brow curiously, and stands nearby it, inspecting the building for a few minutes, seeing if anyone comes in or out of the building*
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Post by Asgardian Grey Hawk on Oct 11, 2019 22:43:25 GMT -5
The cell with the elven body is now empty
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Post by prickinsmack on Oct 12, 2019 14:27:17 GMT -5
After some many days wandering the village and the countryside, a bounding brassy scaled woman finds herself visiting the Red Ravens in Great Gaunt. She brings with her many praises for the guards, a flash of sharp teeth in her best most obnoxious grin and a picnic basket. Her intricate braid whipping from side to side as the tall draconicly inclined woman makes sure that everyone is quite happy and has met her before she finally makes her way to the frozen jail cell.
Alexandria scarcely wastes a moment upon seeing the sorceress inside. Letting out a loud and loving squeal she flops down next to the bars (almost certainly slamming her shoulder into the metal, cracking the frost and ice coating) carelessly. She lays the basket down at her side as the various magical items adorning her person twitch and combat at the icy aura that seeps in the air. Getting comfortable, each moment is filled with either an action or many many words.
"O-oh Laaavina! Ugh! I've missed you so much! How are you? You look amazing! Are you o-okay? I hope you're not too lonely in there. If you are, it's okay because I'll sit here and keep you company! Want some food? I brought some just incase, because I know in Sembia they really don't think too much about food for people who are in jail. O-oh! That reminds me! Nobody told me why you're in here! I bet it's because you were just way too super pretty and amazing and like intimidating to someone huh? Did you give anyone a cold? Is that why you're in here? O-oh! Right food! I've got some..."
The brass tinged woman goes about unceremoniously emptying her surprisingly deep picnic basket, laying out an assortment of food, wine, cocoa, some storybooks, cookies, cakes, all the sweets, a blanket of sembian silk (which she did her best at sneaking into Lavina but like all things in her life, was quiet overt), and bottle of perfume.
She would stay for hours (if not an entire day) whether her companion was overly receptive or not. Filling the silence with stories of what she had been up to the past months, the new fashion styles in the surrounding kingdoms, cute boys she had come across and any number of other topics.
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Post by Lady Frost on Oct 12, 2019 17:52:45 GMT -5
After some many days wandering the village and the countryside, a bounding brassy scaled woman finds herself visiting the Red Ravens in Great Gaunt. She brings with her many praises for the guards, a flash of sharp teeth in her best most obnoxious grin and a picnic basket. Her intricate braid whipping from side to side as the tall draconicly inclined woman makes sure that everyone is quite happy and has met her before she finally makes her way to the frozen jail cell. Alexandria scarcely wastes a moment upon seeing the sorceress inside. Letting out a loud and loving squeal she flops down next to the bars (almost certainly slamming her shoulder into the metal, cracking the frost and ice coating) carelessly. She lays the basket down at her side as the various magical items adorning her person twitch and combat at the icy aura that seeps in the air. Getting comfortable, each moment is filled with either an action or many many words. "O-oh Laaavina! Ugh! I've missed you so much! How are you? You look amazing! Are you o-okay? I hope you're not too lonely in there. If you are, it's okay because I'll sit here and keep you company! Want some food? I brought some just incase, because I know in Sembia they really don't think too much about food for people who are in jail. O-oh! That reminds me! Nobody told me why you're in here! I bet it's because you were just way too super pretty and amazing and like intimidating to someone huh? Did you give anyone a cold? Is that why you're in here? O-oh! Right food! I've got some..."The brass tinged woman goes about unceremoniously emptying her surprisingly deep picnic basket, laying out an assortment of food, wine, cocoa, some storybooks, cookies, cakes, all the sweets, a blanket of sembian silk (which she did her best at sneaking into Lavina but like all things in her life, was quiet overt), and bottle of perfume. She would stay for hours (if not an entire day) whether her companion was overly receptive or not. Filling the silence with stories of what she had been up to the past months, the new fashion styles in the surrounding kingdoms, cute boys she had come across and any number of other topics. The sorceress' angry and anxious pacing transforms over the days into menacing glares and dark brooding from the back of her room. The aura of cold would be enough to keep the cell uncomfortably cold, but the ice and frost would have likely melted away. The bars would be chilled and standing near then would feel cool, but her aura wouldn't push out into the room much anymore. At the first sound of the dragoness, Lavina's eyebrows lift and she perks up. After a minute of hearing her speak but not seeing her, she pushes herself up and moves over to the cell bars. Lavina peeks around looking for the source. Upon finally seeing her, the look of curiosity and wonder would melt into a warm smile. Lavina greets her friend and the aura quickly diminishes into its normal size - only a few foot radius. Lavina would explain that she was arrested because many moons ago she froze a stupid paladin solid - but he totally deserved it. Then the Crown added her to the warrant board but never posted it so it made it pretty easy to wander around for a while because nobody knew of it. Old Callen, tricked some friends into getting her to help them, because the moment she showed up he knew to ask for her name and arrested her. She seems bitter but her aura doesn't grow and she moves past it. She sits next to the bars with Alex and talks to her for the rest of the day. The drastic transformation of her attitude is remarkable in the presence of the dragoness.
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Post by Lady Frost on Oct 17, 2019 15:06:38 GMT -5
After her seven days, the sorceress is released.
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