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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« on: May 23, 2020, 08:55:31 PM »
Magic worked differently on different worlds, with different beings...  Aisling could usually judge by how easily she could Dreamwalk.  That had seemed to work as usual.  And her don't-look glamour seemed to be fine, too...  That is until she noticed one who was sniffing around and heading in her direction.

Her distraction tactics weren't all that effective anyway.  Most of the guardsmen seemed content to just look on in an interested or maybe slightly hesitant way.   And of course, the tusked-one wasn't taking advantage--just continuing to be the problem.

Aisling headed away from the crowd towards the Tavern.  The one local creature seemed to be able to scent her.  She found a bit of shadow--a small sliver by a drainpipe and a doorway--and slid into it.  No longer entirely in this world, she should be safe enough--her scent would lead to her position, but it would be as if she was no longer there.  If not, she could always try to get further away or attack.  She didn't want to cause more problems for the Tavern, so she hoped the nosey one would be distracted by Rikerg, who was continuing to act in a very threatening way. 

Like the pirates, these people seemed to not have much of a sense of self-preservation. 

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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« on: May 22, 2020, 11:48:51 PM »
"Rikerg!  Over here!  Food!!!"  Aisling yelled surprisingly loudly for someone of her size.

"Wave that ham," she told the pretty human male.  "Keep trying to get his attention."

Then she flicked on her don't-look glamour and ran.  It looked like she was going to be knocking heads and causing a distraction again.  Maybe she'd start at the edges, so that the troop of guards would look away from the tusked-one.   And she'd try and trip and knock over the guardsmen, instead of harming them more grievously,  since they weren't actually violently attacking the Tavern.  Sure, they were after Rikerg, but that one was always just asking for trouble...  Not that she had any great sympathy for these strange locals, but Aisling wasn't blood-thirsty, just very, very good at killing people.  And that was not her fault, either.

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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« on: May 21, 2020, 09:27:27 PM »
"I was going to offer to try and convince the tusked-on to calm down... but I think that's not going to be enough to help,"  Aisling said to Red.  "Have you decided whether to leave him to solve his own problems or not?"

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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« on: May 21, 2020, 03:10:14 AM »
"Oh, look, he's coming back--or trying to," Aisling said to the bar-keep. 

Would Red help the local guardsmen to block the tusked-one?  Or maybe just wave the ham and let him decide to push through? 

Aisling wouldn't even use fae coin to place a bet on any eventuality.

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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« on: May 20, 2020, 06:45:55 PM »
When a bell started ringing out sending all the uniformed local running with weapons drawn...  Aisling sighed.

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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« on: May 20, 2020, 03:51:05 AM »
Sometimes things could be TOO predictable.  If she wasn't a dark fae who was supposed to be all uncaring and expressionless, Aisling would have rolled her eyes and sighed at the sounds of screams.

Red set off to aid the tusked-one.  Or maybe she was aiding the locals?

As the Tavern was her temporary home, Aisling figured she should earn her keep, or at least keep on the good side of Red, who seemed to be the authority at the Tavern.  So she followed after Red. 

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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« on: May 18, 2020, 01:10:54 AM »
"Heat can also make glass, I think," Aisling said.  That was nearly the sum of her knowledge about glass, however.  It would have been nice to be a craftsperson of some sort, but that hadn't been her fate.

Were they really going to go after the tusked-one?  She doubted it was a wise move.  But if the bar-keep was with them, hopefully they wouldn't miss the Tavern sliding without them.  There may be no dark fae in the vicinity, but this world didn't exactly appeal to Aisling as far as a long stay went.



------Ugh... and if Iron-working was going to be something Longboat was going to do, Aisling would gladly skip observing that.  Like all fae, she was allergic to iron.  It would only kill her like any metal weapon would, but it would interfere with healing and would be much more painful.  She could probably stand to ride in the metal carriage, for instance, but she wouldn't enjoy it.

Curious that Longboat wasn't adverse to iron.   The Sindar were definitely not any kind of fae Aisling was familiar with.

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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« on: May 17, 2020, 08:35:46 PM »
"I can find him if he's dreaming...  Or, as this human suggests, just by following the sounds of screaming," Aisling said.  "I suppose he does have a distinct scent, but I'm not really that much of a tracker.  However, spotting a huge tusked creature can't be that difficult.  I think he headed off that way."  She pointed down the street she'd glimpsed his very hard to miss form heading down.  Someone needed to leash that beastie down.  Nothing but trouble could come of having him wandering about on his own recognizance.

But perhaps it was better if he wandered along his way here and the Tavern moved off without him, given the way he attacked the humans at the Tavern in the midst of being on a strange island with an armed shipload of sea-thieves approaching.

Dark fae were notoriously unfriendly to humans, but unfriendly didn't mean completely crazed.  She did sort of feel for the tusked-one, though.  He reminded her of many of her own kind.  Of course, dark fae often were as unfriendly to other dark fae as they were to humans...

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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« on: May 16, 2020, 08:25:52 PM »
Aisling felt free, invitation or not, to again shadow the elf and the human.  They both seemed to like communicating in song, something she thought was odd, unless one was a siren and trying to lure someone in that way.  Dark fae sang sometimes, but it usually wasn't for communicating and definitely wasn't pleasant.  (She wanted to shiver at the thought of that, but didn't.)

Seeing more of the Tavern's out-buildings was long over-due.  And perhaps the answer to the human's question might be revelatory.  More useful than seeing if the local inhabitants were going cause trouble for those currently with the Tavern--or the reverse (which might be more likely).

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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« on: May 14, 2020, 11:46:09 PM »
Aisling's attention went to the mechanical carriage.  There didn't seem to be much magic to the thing.  Some traces only, which probably meant that the magic-user and perhaps her possessions were the source.  There was a strong sense of iron, which made her nose itch and kept her from wanting to get any closer.  The interior, with its upholstery, looked rich enough, although the styling in general was a little too plain to be that appealing.

Iron was not welcome anywhere in the fae realms.  (Of course the Queen excepted certain tools used by her Prison Keepers and Torturers.)   Machinery, made of wood, stone, glass, copper and other such, were created, of course.  They tended to be practical items, and not much prized by the Courts.  As far as transportation, horses, horse-drawn or magic driven vehicles, were found to be the preferred method.  This machine probably had greater speed, but it would need paved roads and some sort of probably very specific fuel.  All that made it impractical in the heavily forested fae realms. 

However, in a city such as they presently were located, perhaps a scaled-down version could do well with all these streets and leveled byways.   Although it would attract far too much attention.  Perhaps useful as a distraction?  At any rate, not a thing she need be concerned about...

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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« on: May 13, 2020, 06:55:33 PM »
Aisling stayed out of the way again, and just watched and listened.  Archaic Sindar is something she'd never heard of before, but then she hadn't known anyone like Longboat nor any of most all of the current inhabitants of the Tavern, and the new worlds were all very strange, new experiences.  Archaic Sindar seemed to be fae-like, but different, so being a separate type of being made sense.  In the lands she had lived in there had be many types of creatures, but none like Longboat.  There were creatures called elves, but they were similar in form to imps and gnomes.

He said he didn't do magic any more, just did what he knew from millennia.  She could relate somewhat to that.  She'd dreamwalked and shadow danced for many centuries, and did it now unconsciously and out of long habit.  The same went for sneaking and killing.  It was easy and thoughtless after all so long.  Millennia, though...  Time was a strange thing and worked differently in different places, even within her own world.  It also worked differently withing certain perceptions.  Aisling had practiced to keep her time by the Queen and Court, so had rarely lost or gained time.  The Queen's time had seemed... timeless.  And certainly, it was not easy to feel its passage, ever.  She may have spent millennia as the Queen's creature.  It certainly weighed upon her as eons might, even though she couldn't count the minutes, much less the millennia.  But Longboat had the feel of a much older magical being than her, however you measure time.

Her own millennia or centuries or whathaveyou, might as well have been a blink of the eye, since she her time as a Shadow had had so much of the sameness.  After her escape, it the each day had been an eternity filled with new activities, different experiences, unknown fears...  It was a lot more being ALIVE, perhaps.  Time was certainly an unfathomable.

And his abilities remained impressive, particularly with the ease he wielded them.

The Tavern may slide into something new and unknowable every time, but even the Tavern itself, and the few people currently at it, seemed a new world to Aisling.

Although...  all creatures were to some extent knowable.  Most could bleed and die like all others.  Some easier than others, but she had been fae and fae weren't easy, which is why the Queen had kept her captive.

Having to new things to consider, like Longboat, and the human magic-user called Leonie, were much more welcome than memories of the life she had escaped.

--Aisling was also aware that being a silent shadow made people uncomfortable.  She just didn't care about that much.  She could play a much more social role, but she wasn't on a mission, so she felt free to be herself. --

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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« on: May 12, 2020, 01:53:24 AM »
Should she stay in the Attic and keep Dreamwalking?  But the people in this land were so boring!

Perhaps she should take the time to look around the Tavern, now that she was upstairs?  She could always do that at some other time.  There was no immediacy required.  She was fairly certain there were no typical dangers hiding in the Tavern, although it had its own very strange, and somewhat impenetrable magic (she couldn't Dreamwalk well those who stayed in the Tavern--although that was partially due to people not sleeping or dreaming much--she thought.  It could very well be the Tavern itself, which didn't disturb her at all.  If she couldn't search other people's dreams so well, they likely couldn't search hers.  There were always risks in life.

Should she follow the magic-user and the fae-ish man to the barn?  She was a little curious about the woman's mechanical coach.  And taking in the view of the world might be interesting (despite the boring people).  Plus the tusked-one might be fighting things by now...

Aisling got up and went silently downstairs, tracing their route to the barn, some ten to fifteen paces behind Longboat and Leonie.

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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« on: May 09, 2020, 10:12:18 PM »
Aisling is not using her deflection glamour.  She doesn't care if others see her or not in the Tavern since she's not on a spy/assassin mission here.  But her general air is always that she is unapproachable. 

After Red leaves she continues to Dream Walk a bit more, trying to find out more about this new world. 

It can't make for many welcome appearances if the Tavern sometimes displaces existing buildings.  The people inhabiting those place must be temporarily gone as well.  Do they just wink out and appear again like the Tavern, without feeling much loss of time, as with the Tavern's sliding?  The magic of the Tavern was mighty... and mighty strange.  Aisling did not wish to meet whatever being was responsible for creating it.

Dream Walking was as easy to her as breathing.   It was a rare ability, so rare that she was the only one who could Dream Walk with any usefulness, which is why she was kept and controlled by the Queen.  She could also rest while Dream Walking, as close to sleep as fae knew it, as could be, while still being somewhat aware of what was going on around her.  She knew Longboat was still working his strange magic, and was confident she would be alerted if she heard anyone using the stairs up to the attic, or climbing on the roof.  Longboat also seemed to be quick to sense what was going on around him.  She felt easy in sparing part of her attention to the Dreams and to resting.

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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« on: May 08, 2020, 11:16:59 PM »
Aisling had heard of stone-shapers.  She supposed that if some could shape stone, they could shape wood and other materials, but it surprised her somewhat, since usually shapers tended to be a bit more organic in their shaping designs.  The different materials and more tooled shapes seemed as if they would be more difficult to shape.  It was impressive.  Particularly since he could also summon and talk to creatures in varying worlds.

She had often wished her little magic wasn't so specialized, and definitely had often wished they weren't so useful to the Queen.  But there was little use in such thoughts. 

Feeling safe enough, she closed her eyes and went Dreamwalking.  She skimmed over many, as they were typical, too-random thoughts and scenes.  Some were more lucid and helped form a twisted and abstract view of the world, but it was still a view, no matter how unreliable.  Although some of the sights were strange, most dreamed of very expected things:  interactions with people they knew, daily life of townsfolk, of feeling hunger while looking upon a feast, of wanting to do violence to someone, or escape in fear...   

What she did not sense were any dark fae of the kind she was fleeing from, which was reassuring.  Dark fae could dream while not sleeping, and even when they did sleep, their dreams were much more controlled and cohesive.  After centuries of spying on the Dark Queen's subjects, she could sense their type of dreams from miles and miles away.

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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« on: May 08, 2020, 07:39:57 AM »
Aisling kept out of the way after following them up to the attic.  The holes made by the cannon shot were leaking rain, but they weren't very large.  Still, not good since the rain probably wasn't good for the interior.  But the fae-ish male seemed to think he could fix it.  She sat down to see what he would do without tools or materials.

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