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<blockquote data-quote="jayoungr" data-source="post: 6903761" data-attributes="member: 6702445">Piccolo / The Rose Gardens:&nbsp; Beautiful/Legendary/FiercePiccolo:&nbsp; An odd property of the rose garden seems to be that&nbsp; although it's not terribly big, two people can wander through it and&nbsp; never meet.&nbsp; Maybe it's magical, maybe that's just coincidence, but&nbsp; that's always been the way it has been.&nbsp; In better times, when the&nbsp; nobility would wander it, many feuds were averted by this strange&nbsp; property.As Piccolo wanders through the rose gardens, he doesn't see it, as Vago&nbsp; does, as thorns, but as something dormant, something powerful, something&nbsp; ready to bloom again.&nbsp; [pause]Host:&nbsp; Piccolo, you said you're sixteen, right?Piccolo:&nbsp; Right.Host:&nbsp; So you're a young man.&nbsp; What are you doing here right now?&nbsp; Why are you in the rose gardens?Piccolo:&nbsp; Something drew me here.&nbsp; After taking Vago to bathe, something drew me back here, and I don't know what it is.Caspian:&nbsp; Could I step in in this scene?Host:&nbsp; Absolutely.Caspian:&nbsp; So I'll say Caspian is sitting on the edge of an old&nbsp; fountain that's full of some loose leaves, just kind of kicking his&nbsp; feet.&nbsp; He looks up.&nbsp; &quot;So how's our guest?&quot;Piccolo:&nbsp; &quot;Doing well, thank you.&nbsp; Um, you're the Magus's, um ... the ... um ... you ...&quot;Caspian:&nbsp; &quot;His apprentice?&quot;Piccolo:&nbsp; &quot;Yes.&quot;Caspian: &quot;I am indeed.&quot;Piccolo:&nbsp; &quot;Not to belittle your ... I'm sure you're powerful.&nbsp; I just ... I'm sorry.&quot;Caspian:&nbsp; &quot;That's quite all right.&quot;&nbsp; [pause]&nbsp; &quot;They are&nbsp; dormant--the vines, the leaves.&nbsp; They used to sprout on their own and&nbsp; bloom.&nbsp; They're smaller now.&nbsp; Sometimes the Magus says that the only&nbsp; thing that will get them to bloom now is the blood of the fae.&quot;Piccolo:&nbsp; &quot;I had dreams back in Barleytown.&nbsp; It feels like a dream in here.&quot;Caspian:&nbsp; &quot;It can be.&nbsp; Even though they don't look like much, the&nbsp; buds of the roses have a scent to them; it plays tricks with the mind.&nbsp;&nbsp; If the Magus had time, he would teach me how to grind them up and make&nbsp; them into medicines to cure sadness, make people love.&nbsp; It could be&nbsp; something like that.&quot;Piccolo:&nbsp; &quot;A noble goal.&nbsp; Thank you for sharing this with me.&nbsp; I ... I'll have to think upon it.&nbsp; Thank you.&quot;I'm going to say that Caspian is beautiful--not so much without,&nbsp; although I'm sure he's very nice, but within.&nbsp; His goal of curing people&nbsp; with medicine.Vago:&nbsp; And on some edge of the rose garden that you guys couldn't&nbsp; see because of its inherent properties, Vago was shoveling s*** out of a&nbsp; wheelbarrow that he got from the latrines.Piccolo:&nbsp; The inverse property is that people who are supposed to meet will meet.Host:&nbsp; Oh, nice.Harp:&nbsp; Let's see, where do I want to go?&nbsp; Or do I want to move&nbsp; the Magus?&nbsp; The problem is, I haven't hooked up with the rest of the&nbsp; group yet, really.Host:&nbsp; We can jump ahead and establish why you're with everybody&nbsp; later, so if you feel like it's time to go, we'll be able to make it&nbsp; work.&nbsp; But there's no hurry.Harp:&nbsp; I also kind of don't want to play the Magus twice back to&nbsp; back, because then I feel like I would have too much influence over his&nbsp; characterization.&nbsp; So I think I will try to do another one with Harp.&nbsp; I&nbsp; think what I'm going to go for is the scrying pool.Host:&nbsp; All right, tell us about the scrying pool.Harp:&nbsp; A quick question for whoever had that scene last time--Piccolo:&nbsp; Me.Harp:&nbsp; Did you say the scrying pool was still working?&nbsp; I forget.Piccolo:&nbsp; It's still almost supernaturally beautiful and clean and pristine.&nbsp; It didn't work for me.Vago:&nbsp; Not the way you expected, anyway.Harp / The Scrying Pool:&nbsp; Why You Serve the MagusHarp:&nbsp; So I am at the scrying pool--which, indeed, is&nbsp; supernaturally clean, pristine, and beautiful--and I have come&nbsp; surreptitiously with a little cup, because I want to see what happens if&nbsp; I drink some of the water.&nbsp; I am alarmed at the way things like the&nbsp; menagerie are fading and the fact that the Magus has not been seen for a&nbsp; year.&nbsp; It is obvious to everyone that something is not right in&nbsp; Ravenhall.&nbsp; As a scholar, I am distressed, and I feel the wish to do&nbsp; something about it.&nbsp; I take it almost personally that this is happening&nbsp; in the world at this time.I have never been able to do magic myself.&nbsp; I am interested in it; I&nbsp; love to see evidence of it whenever I can.&nbsp; But I was not born with the&nbsp; gift of magic, and that has always distressed me.&nbsp; So I hope that if I&nbsp; drink from the scrying pool, perhaps that will put some magic into me&nbsp; and I will be able to do something to halt the decline that Ravenhall&nbsp; seems to be entering.So I edge my way up to the pool.&nbsp; It's late afternoon, about the time&nbsp; when people are going home for supper, so I figure this is my best&nbsp; chance to get at it undisturbed.&nbsp; Carefully, I bring the little cup up&nbsp; behind my back, sit down on the edge of the pool, dip it in behind my&nbsp; back unobtrusively, look around, and quickly drink it down when I'm sure&nbsp; nobody else is looking.&nbsp; And, once I've done that ... [pause]Host:&nbsp; This could be a good example of a time when you might want to ...Harp:&nbsp; Hand it off to somebody else?&nbsp; Yeah, let's do that.Host:&nbsp; You can always say no if it doesn't feel right for your character.Harp:&nbsp; I'm hoping this will lead to why I serve the Magus.&nbsp; I'll&nbsp; just say that much.&nbsp; So if anybody wants to help me get there, I would&nbsp; welcome it.Piccolo:&nbsp; I can help you.Harp:&nbsp; Okay.Piccolo:&nbsp; After drinking the waters, you fall into a slumber, and in this slumber, Harp walks in and talks to you.Harp:&nbsp; You mean Piccolo?Piccolo:&nbsp; No, Harp.Harp:&nbsp; You mean, myself walks in and talks to me.Piccolo:&nbsp; Yes.Harp:&nbsp; Okay!Host:&nbsp; Something's different about this Harp, though.&nbsp; What is it?Piccolo:&nbsp; She drank the water; it's a fountain of self-reflection now.Host:&nbsp; I was just thinking it might be fun if this Harp was much older, or much younger, or scarred, or something.Vago:&nbsp; Maybe it's her idealized self, how she views herself.&nbsp; Just an offer.Piccolo:&nbsp; Harp walks in, and she's wearing wizard's robes--ornate ones.Harp:&nbsp; Oo, okay.Piccolo:&nbsp; Sometimes she's walking with a stoop.&nbsp; At other times&nbsp; she's shorter, and the robes seem baggy and loose on her, and she's&nbsp; younger.&nbsp; Her age fluctuates.&nbsp; &quot;Hello, Harp.&quot;Harp:&nbsp; &quot;Hello?&nbsp; What--where--hello?&nbsp; Have you ... come to ... tell me ... something?&quot;Piccolo/Dream!Harp:&nbsp; &quot;You've come to tell you something.&nbsp; I've come to tell me something.&quot;Harp:&nbsp; &quot;You're me, then.&quot;Piccolo/Dream!Harp:&nbsp; &quot;Yes.&quot;Harp:&nbsp; &quot;Me as I might be or me as I will be?&quot;Piccolo/Dream!Harp:&nbsp; &quot;That's tough to say.&nbsp; I came here to drink&nbsp; the waters, hoping it would give me magic.&nbsp; Unfortunately, as we find&nbsp; out, magic is not as simple as that.&nbsp; Sometimes symbols that we think&nbsp; make sense do, and sometimes they do not.&nbsp; We drank the water, and it&nbsp; became self-reflection.&quot;Harp:&nbsp; &quot;I see.&quot;Piccolo/Dream!Harp:&nbsp; &quot;But if you want to be a wizard--well,&nbsp; you're already a scholar.&nbsp; You know many things that others don't.&nbsp; You&nbsp; have this ability.&nbsp; But if you wanted to unlock the true magic, there's&nbsp; only one place to go.&nbsp; There's only one person to talk to.&quot;Harp:&nbsp; &quot;I think I know who you mean.&nbsp; Who I mean.&nbsp; I mean, you're me, so I know.&nbsp; You mean the Magus, right?&quot;Piccolo/Dream!Harp:&nbsp; &quot;Yes.&quot;Harp:&nbsp; &quot;Well, that makes sense.&nbsp; I suppose I should have thought of that.&quot;Piccolo/Dream!Harp:&nbsp; &quot;We know that he hasn't been seen in quite&nbsp; some time, but his apprentice still walks the land.&nbsp; As soon as you wake&nbsp; up, he should be at the bridge.&nbsp; Give or take.&nbsp; I know we'll run into&nbsp; him, because we do run into him.&nbsp; But the rest is pretty uncertain, so&nbsp; ... well, I won't share too much; it will be a surprise.&nbsp; Everything&nbsp; turns out okay, though.&quot;Harp:&nbsp; &quot;Just tell me one more thing.&nbsp; Is my nose really that big?&quot;Piccolo/Dream!Harp:&nbsp; &quot;Umm ... sorry.&quot;Harp:&nbsp; [laughs] I think that's the end of the scene.Host:&nbsp; Probably.Harp:&nbsp; And that is why I serve the Magus.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="jayoungr, post: 6903761, member: 6702445"] [B][SIZE=4]Piccolo / The Rose Gardens: Beautiful/Legendary/Fierce[/SIZE][/B] [B]Piccolo:[/B] An odd property of the rose garden seems to be that although it's not terribly big, two people can wander through it and never meet. Maybe it's magical, maybe that's just coincidence, but that's always been the way it has been. In better times, when the nobility would wander it, many feuds were averted by this strange property. As Piccolo wanders through the rose gardens, he doesn't see it, as Vago does, as thorns, but as something dormant, something powerful, something ready to bloom again. [I][pause][/I] [B]Host:[/B] Piccolo, you said you're sixteen, right? [B]Piccolo:[/B] Right. [B]Host:[/B] So you're a young man. What are you doing here right now? Why are you in the rose gardens? [B]Piccolo:[/B] Something drew me here. After taking Vago to bathe, something drew me back here, and I don't know what it is. [B]Caspian:[/B] Could I step in in this scene? [B]Host:[/B] Absolutely. [B]Caspian:[/B] So I'll say Caspian is sitting on the edge of an old fountain that's full of some loose leaves, just kind of kicking his feet. He looks up. "So how's our guest?" [B]Piccolo:[/B] "Doing well, thank you. Um, you're the Magus's, um ... the ... um ... you ..." [B]Caspian:[/B] "His apprentice?" [B]Piccolo:[/B] "Yes." [B]Caspian:[/B] "I am indeed." [B]Piccolo:[/B] "Not to belittle your ... I'm sure you're powerful. I just ... I'm sorry." [B]Caspian:[/B] "That's quite all right." [I][pause][/I] "They are dormant--the vines, the leaves. They used to sprout on their own and bloom. They're smaller now. Sometimes the Magus says that the only thing that will get them to bloom now is the blood of the fae." [B]Piccolo:[/B] "I had dreams back in Barleytown. It feels like a dream in here." [B]Caspian:[/B] "It can be. Even though they don't look like much, the buds of the roses have a scent to them; it plays tricks with the mind. If the Magus had time, he would teach me how to grind them up and make them into medicines to cure sadness, make people love. It could be something like that." [B]Piccolo:[/B] "A noble goal. Thank you for sharing this with me. I ... I'll have to think upon it. Thank you." I'm going to say that Caspian is beautiful--not so much without, although I'm sure he's very nice, but within. His goal of curing people with medicine. [B]Vago:[/B] And on some edge of the rose garden that you guys couldn't see because of its inherent properties, Vago was shoveling s*** out of a wheelbarrow that he got from the latrines. [B]Piccolo:[/B] The inverse property is that people who are supposed to meet will meet. [B]Host:[/B] Oh, nice. [B]Harp:[/B] Let's see, where do I want to go? Or do I want to move the Magus? The problem is, I haven't hooked up with the rest of the group yet, really. [B]Host:[/B] We can jump ahead and establish why you're with everybody later, so if you feel like it's time to go, we'll be able to make it work. But there's no hurry. [B]Harp:[/B] I also kind of don't want to play the Magus twice back to back, because then I feel like I would have too much influence over his characterization. So I think I will try to do another one with Harp. I think what I'm going to go for is the scrying pool. [B]Host:[/B] All right, tell us about the scrying pool. [B]Harp:[/B] A quick question for whoever had that scene last time-- [B]Piccolo:[/B] Me. [B]Harp:[/B] Did you say the scrying pool was still working? I forget. [B]Piccolo:[/B] It's still almost supernaturally beautiful and clean and pristine. It didn't work for [I]me.[/I] [B]Vago:[/B] Not the way you expected, anyway. [B][SIZE=4]Harp / The Scrying Pool: Why You Serve the Magus[/SIZE][/B] [B]Harp:[/B] So I am at the scrying pool--which, indeed, is supernaturally clean, pristine, and beautiful--and I have come surreptitiously with a little cup, because I want to see what happens if I drink some of the water. I am alarmed at the way things like the menagerie are fading and the fact that the Magus has not been seen for a year. It is obvious to everyone that something is not right in Ravenhall. As a scholar, I am distressed, and I feel the wish to do something about it. I take it almost personally that this is happening in the world at this time. I have never been able to do magic myself. I am interested in it; I love to see evidence of it whenever I can. But I was not born with the gift of magic, and that has always distressed me. So I hope that if I drink from the scrying pool, perhaps that will put some magic into me and I will be able to do something to halt the decline that Ravenhall seems to be entering. So I edge my way up to the pool. It's late afternoon, about the time when people are going home for supper, so I figure this is my best chance to get at it undisturbed. Carefully, I bring the little cup up behind my back, sit down on the edge of the pool, dip it in behind my back unobtrusively, look around, and quickly drink it down when I'm sure nobody else is looking. And, once I've done that ... [I][pause][/I] [B]Host:[/B] This could be a good example of a time when you might want to ... [B]Harp:[/B] Hand it off to somebody else? Yeah, let's do that. [B]Host:[/B] You can always say no if it doesn't feel right for your character. [B]Harp:[/B] I'm hoping this will lead to why I serve the Magus. I'll just say that much. So if anybody wants to help me get there, I would welcome it. [B]Piccolo:[/B] I can help you. [B]Harp:[/B] Okay. [B]Piccolo:[/B] After drinking the waters, you fall into a slumber, and in this slumber, Harp walks in and talks to you. [B]Harp:[/B] You mean Piccolo? [B]Piccolo:[/B] No, Harp. [B]Harp:[/B] You mean, myself walks in and talks to me. [B]Piccolo:[/B] Yes. [B]Harp:[/B] Okay! [B]Host:[/B] Something's different about this Harp, though. What is it? [B]Piccolo:[/B] She drank the water; it's a fountain of self-reflection now. [B]Host:[/B] I was just thinking it might be fun if this Harp was much older, or much younger, or scarred, or something. [B]Vago:[/B] Maybe it's her idealized self, how she views herself. Just an offer. [B]Piccolo:[/B] Harp walks in, and she's wearing wizard's robes--ornate ones. [B]Harp:[/B] Oo, okay. [B]Piccolo:[/B] Sometimes she's walking with a stoop. At other times she's shorter, and the robes seem baggy and loose on her, and she's younger. Her age fluctuates. "Hello, Harp." [B]Harp:[/B] "Hello? What--where--[I]hello?[/I] Have you ... come to ... tell me ... something?" [B]Piccolo/Dream!Harp:[/B] "You've come to tell you something. I've come to tell me something." [B]Harp:[/B] "You're me, then." [B]Piccolo/Dream!Harp:[/B] "Yes." [B]Harp:[/B] "Me as I might be or me as I will be?" [B]Piccolo/Dream!Harp:[/B] "That's tough to say. I came here to drink the waters, hoping it would give me magic. Unfortunately, as we find out, magic is not as simple as that. Sometimes symbols that we think make sense do, and sometimes they do not. We drank the water, and it became self-reflection." [B]Harp:[/B] "I see." [B]Piccolo/Dream!Harp:[/B] "But if you want to be a wizard--well, you're already a scholar. You know many things that others don't. You have this ability. But if you wanted to unlock the true magic, there's only one place to go. There's only one person to talk to." [B]Harp:[/B] "I think I know who you mean. Who I mean. I mean, you're me, so I know. You mean the Magus, right?" [B]Piccolo/Dream!Harp:[/B] "Yes." [B]Harp:[/B] "Well, that makes sense. I suppose I should have thought of that." [B]Piccolo/Dream!Harp:[/B] "We know that he hasn't been seen in quite some time, but his apprentice still walks the land. As soon as you wake up, he should be at the bridge. Give or take. I know we'll run into him, because we do run into him. But the rest is pretty uncertain, so ... well, I won't share too much; it will be a surprise. Everything turns out okay, though." [B]Harp:[/B] "Just tell me one more thing. Is my nose really that big?" [B]Piccolo/Dream!Harp:[/B] "Umm ... sorry." [B]Harp:[/B] [I][laughs][/I] I think that's the end of the scene. [B]Host:[/B] Probably. [B]Harp:[/B] And that is why I serve the Magus. [/QUOTE]

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