Zelazadda Rivenstone's Journal - The Long Road
Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 2:48 am
*Zel sits down at a table in her room at Mabel's Inn, her hair in curlers and wearing fluffy mules and a fur trimmed bed gown. She writes in neat, careful lettering*
Day One:
My journey from the Dalelands was long and dangerous but finally I have arrived at Triboar. And what a welcome I received at this city! Some fetid, wretched woman attempted to rob me! I asked her for directions to a decent clothing store to replace my rather tattered garments. She led me to the western outskirts of the city and then pulled a weapon on me when I voiced my suspicions about where we were going. I immediately summoned a beast and fled back to town. Good grief where have a brought myself to!?
I did however, meet a charming young woman called Azaria. A priestess of Chauntea. What a delightful girl! And such a pretty lass. If only she would wear a dress, comb her hair and wear makeup. *pauses and sighs* She would have young suitors flocking to her in droves. Such a shame her loveliness is going to waste. I showed her how to apply makeup and promised to help her find a nice young man. And thank Mystra I finally found a woman in town who sold decent clothing. I bought two gowns and a rather nice pair of gloves and fan. I feel civilised again. I havent been able to track down the wizard who is seeking an apprentice yet. I am still making inquiries.
*she sighs, puts down her pen. Checks her curlers are in place and retires*
Day One:
My journey from the Dalelands was long and dangerous but finally I have arrived at Triboar. And what a welcome I received at this city! Some fetid, wretched woman attempted to rob me! I asked her for directions to a decent clothing store to replace my rather tattered garments. She led me to the western outskirts of the city and then pulled a weapon on me when I voiced my suspicions about where we were going. I immediately summoned a beast and fled back to town. Good grief where have a brought myself to!?
I did however, meet a charming young woman called Azaria. A priestess of Chauntea. What a delightful girl! And such a pretty lass. If only she would wear a dress, comb her hair and wear makeup. *pauses and sighs* She would have young suitors flocking to her in droves. Such a shame her loveliness is going to waste. I showed her how to apply makeup and promised to help her find a nice young man. And thank Mystra I finally found a woman in town who sold decent clothing. I bought two gowns and a rather nice pair of gloves and fan. I feel civilised again. I havent been able to track down the wizard who is seeking an apprentice yet. I am still making inquiries.
*she sighs, puts down her pen. Checks her curlers are in place and retires*
, it's a lot easier to refer to them as their aliases OOC as well.)