Hassik smiles warmly at Sylvia, lightly patting the head of his Gogoat. "Aye, it was worth it. I'm sure it will be for ya too."
He takes a moment to think on her question. "Hrm, let's see, dinner rush will start in around... four hours, so if yer back in three, that should be just fine. Enjoy the city! And if yer lookin' for dessert, there's a nice bakery on the center plaza, called the Sleepin' Giant, they have great peach fritters." He beams, and then pulls out a rag, beginning to obsessively polish the already sparkling bar.
Sylvia stood up, and Nora, somewhat sadly, floated over to settle onto her head, or more accurately, floating just above her head.
"Thanks Hassik, I''ll be back by then unless something goes horribly wrong. Most of my stuff is in my room after all."
Sylvia was mostly joking of course, but she turned and headed out. She considered grabbing a fritter like Hassik said, but decided against it. She had a big town to see after all, she could grab one when she headed back to prepare for the dinner rush. She chose a direction and headed off, just looking or something, anything of interest.
Most of Sylvia's walk through the city is pleasant, if crowded. Every single shop, stall, and person seems to be preparing for the festival, hanging up banners, paintings signs, artfully arranging flowers, wrapping up the final frantic preparations that should have been completed days ago, but were put off until just now.
She makes her way through the main square, where the activity is most frenetic, but even so, a number of locals seem to have time to smile at her and give her a pleasant nod or greeting. As she takes a moment to soak in the crowd, the only place in the entire square that is not filled with such pleasant vibes is that surrounding a rather tall, blond man, who wears a bright red sash on his arm with the symbol of an open eye on it. There are several others around with the same sash and symbol, helping stallkeepers set up, messing with banner and the like, but he is doing none of these things. Instead, he quietly inspects the various stalls with a dour expression on his face, and whenever he opens his mouth the stallowners seem to grow either terrified or irritable.
However, Sylvia doesn't get a chance to dwell on this long, as her attention is drawn by a voice calling out to her. "Excuse me, excuse me, young miss, young miss!" She turns to see an older gentleman with grey hair, dark weathered skin, and piercing blue eyes, smiling brightly. He speaks to her with an apologetic tone. "Excuse me, but could I perhaps ask a favor of you? I promise it won't take anything but a few minutes of your time."
Sylvia looked around at each stall in turn, taking in the festival. It reminded her of home, in a good way. Music, song, art everywhere. It was like being in the middle of her home, but it still had an air of exoticness to it. Something she couldn't quite place but was entirely confident was there. She was pulled out of the nostalgia by the voice. Turning, she took in the man before her and mulled it over in her head for a minute.
"Well, that depends on what it is, can't go making promises on something I don't know about now can I?"
She looked him up and down, trying to figure if he was out to cheat her, or really just needed help.
"Yes, well, you see, I am an aura-reader, and my grandson is going to be helping me out around the stall tomorrow, for the first time, his powers started developing this year!" The older man beams in pride, with the glee of someone happy to pass on a time-honored tradition. He seems incredibly genuine, and nothing about the situation strikes her as odd.
"Anyways, you probably don't care about that, but he's very nervous about it, you see, so I was wondering if you would be willing to let him give you a reading right now, help to take the nerves off before tomorrow, give him a bit of practice?" There's a kind warmth in the old man's shimmering blue eyes, mixed with excitement. Looking back at the stall behind him, she can see a shy looking boy, maybe 10 or 11, looking out nervously at her, a look of embarrassment on his face. The second he notices her looking at him, he averts his eyes.
"Sure, why not, I'm just out to see the sights for now, might as well do something with a bit of novelty to it. He can even read little Nora while he's at it. Always heard that pokemon were simpler than people, might help his nerves before he reads me."
Sylvia gestured to the little litwick that continued to hover around her, still moving around to look at things while remaining close to keep Sylvia in view. Sylvia wave the Litwick back over, and looked at the kid, smiling nicely and performing her mastered little baby doll eyes. She wouldn't say anything for now, but she hoped it'd help calm the kids nerves.
The old man smiles widely and claps his hands together. "Oh, wonderful, thank you so much, I do appreciate it! Come on out now Neri, let's see what you can do!"
The boy peeks out shyly again from inside the stall, and Sylvia's charming smile seems to put him at ease. He flashes a shy smile back at her, and steps out into the open. With some encouragement from his grandfather, Neri closes his pale grey eyes, taking a few deep breaths, and then his eyes slowly blink open, suddenly a bright, shimmering blue, the same color as his grandfather's.
He shyly brings his gaze back up towards Sylvia and Nora, taking a few moments to observe. "I- ah... you and your Litwick have a very similar color..." He glances to his grandfather for encouragement, and the old man simply nods him on with a small smile. "That is most likely why you are partners in the first place, you have a similar spirit. The color is..." He squints a little. "Somewhere between green and blue, ah- more on the blue side... I think? That would be called... aquamarine? Green tends to be tied to growth, and blue to reactivity... so you are perhaps a person that both gives and takes from your environ-"
Before he can continue, a loud, steely voice cuts through from behind Sylvia from a man who walked up silently behind her. "Readings are not allowed the day before the festival, they are be saved for the event days. If you cannot obey that rule, we can always give your stall space to someone more willing to obey the festival rules, hmm?"
The boy immediately deflates as he hears the criticism, his eyes flickering back to their normal grey. The man standing behind Sylvia is the same one she spotted in the crowd earlier, tall, blond, with an air of authority around him, and a sash with a stylized eye embroidered on it upon his arm. He looks up and down at the stall and makes a noise of dismissal. "Of course, if I had it my way, you wouldn't even be near the main square. Aura reading is not a valid form of augury, I don't even know why she even lets you participate every year."
His harsh gaze lands on Sylvia. "Best move on, save it for tomorrow, and don't be fooled by the likes of these." He shakes his head, mumbling under his breath. "Even bringing a young child to try and draw more traffic from legitimate traffic? Pathetic..."
Sylvia waited for the quite rude man to finish talking. Waiting quietly, with a fake smile on her face. Once he was done, her small but cold voice responded. She stood tall, maybe not as tall as the man, but taller than most, Nora floating over to hover next to her to help make her point. She flashed a smile as she spoke, making sure the man clearly knew what she was saying.
"Leave the child alone, he is a child. Nervous and unsure of his abilities, he needs practice and patience, not bullying and insults. Like anything else, this needs time and practice. Same as an instrument, or anything else. I was giving the boy a chance to practice before the crowds came surging through. Leave him and his grandfather alone, they are hurting nothing by practicing."
Sylvia's eyes took on a purple tinge instead of their normal amber as she spoke, her nature tied to ghosts making itself known to emphasize her point. She was not some simple lay person being swindled, she was of the world of the hidden occult. Hers may be powers feared and misunderstood, but they were very much part of this same world. Her shadow seemed to grow stronger, lights seeming to dim in the area. It was of course an illusion, an extension of her nature as an Apparition, and of the fright her presence could inspire in trainer and pokemon alike. In fact, while she was at it, why not use her nature to Frighten (Ability) the man. It should have an added affect alongside her words.
"Now if you'd be so kind as to leave, I think you've intruded on private training for long enough, don't you?"
The blonde man blinks a few times and narrows his eyes at Sylvia, as she tries to pressure him to move along a cold fury slowly building under the surface. The old man glances nervously at Sylvia, his face growing a bit pale, and the boy ducks his head fully back inside the tent, now that the focus isn't so much on him anymore. "Considering that I am the one that is in charge of overseeing the stalls in the main square, and making sure everything is in perfect shape, I would say the only one intruding here is you. After all, the stalls aren't open until tomorrow, and I haven't finished my inspection of this one yet. In fact, doing any sort of readings before inspection is very much frowned upon, so it's a violation that I'll be sure to make note of as I begin, hmm?"
The man then turns his critical eye onto the stall, pulling out a small sheet of paper and writing something down, then staring at something critically, writing it down, and so the cycle continues.
As Sylvia wracks her brain for her knowledge on aura reading, there isn't much for her to go off of. Unlike most types of readings and tellings, aura is associated with the Fighting type, while nearly all other kinds are associated with Psychic, or rarely Fairy type energies. Given how Fighting is often elementally opposed to Psychic type... well, it could be prejudice. Or perhaps it was because aura tends to deal with individual energies, and not predictions or premonitions?
Sylvia's eyes bored angrily into the back of the man once he turned away. She was plenty practiced at this, able to instantly switch to a false smile if she had to. Her old hatred(s) had learned over time to tell she was plotting while she was doing it, but this man had only just met him. She smiled, this time with an idea, and nudged Nora. Nora looked at her, and tilted her head, trying to figure out what her friend wanted. Then she realized and made some happy noises before settling squarely on top of Sylvia's head, eyes closed, waiting. She didn't know how long she'd have to wait, but Nora and Sylvia had practiced this quite a lot, she could be patient. She trusted her master.
Sylvia shook her head, and shifted so her guitar and journal were a bit more obvious. She made sure her face was easier to see, not hard when she kept her hair short. She put her ink quill behind her ear, the tip stained from repeated use, and made sure the ink bottle, long empty, was at her side, and the charcoal pen was clear on the journal. She needed to sell this, though it wasn't a lie, it was just not the main truth. She flashed a smile, as sincere as she could make it, and as soon as the man turned, she'd flutter her eyes in that all to practiced way.
"I'm sorry sir, we got off on the wrong foot. See, I'm a storyteller by trade. New stories, new experiences, they are my bread and butter, and I wanted to try something novel. You interrupted me, and I got angrier than I should have. Don't punish them because of my quick temper. Please?""
She flashed her eyes again, this one even more special than the first. Something that anyone truly practiced in the way of charm would know how to do. She didn't doubt this man had seen it before, but just knowing what it was wouldn't protect one from it's influence. She had been tempted to play her guitar, give the man a small, if bluffed, sample of what she was talking about. For now though, she'd hold off, she had a...much subtler way of getting revenge, one far more indirect. On her head, Nora opened her eyes in a flash, and gave her own, odd Litwick flash of her eyes, matching perfectly to the timing of Sylvia's. They'd practiced this for years after all, among other things.
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People are out there, yes, but if you're looking for a game, sorry to say that things seem to be winding down overall. There's basically been... 3 games in the last 2 years, none of which got off the ground.
Jun 8, 2021 4:55:15 GMT
Hello anyone out there!
Jul 31, 2020 17:55:59 GMT
Does anyone know where the latest Roll20 JSON Exporter for the Fancy Sheet is?
May 22, 2020 23:59:17 GMT
UwUs into the void...
May 14, 2020 2:56:43 GMT
It's very slow, yes. You'll probably finish working on your game before one pops up here, and if you create a recruitment for it you can expect to be swarmed with applicants.
May 7, 2020 4:47:37 GMT
New games seem to open up slowly here, but if new people are still welcome, I don't mind waiting around (or working on my own). It looks like there's some useful stuff to browse in the meantime.
Feb 24, 2020 7:31:23 GMT
Dec 25, 2019 11:21:14 GMT
Happy Holidays Poke-EEE-MAN enthusiasts!
Dec 25, 2019 7:30:23 GMT
Merry Christmas, Pokemon Play by Post community!
Dec 18, 2019 17:33:11 GMT
Dec 18, 2019 14:53:25 GMT
Hi folks! New here and excited to try this place out!
Dec 11, 2019 21:47:02 GMT
Dec 11, 2019 19:20:07 GMT
Anyone else here a Hunter x Hunter fan?
Dec 3, 2019 1:40:48 GMT
Keep an eye on the recruitment area of this website. They're rare nowadays, but any new games that crop up will show up there. If it's a live game you want though, you're outta luck.
Dec 2, 2019 19:05:30 GMT
but how else do i find games then?
Nov 28, 2019 6:17:00 GMT
Sounds to me like they weren't a group you'd want to be part of anyway.
Nov 27, 2019 22:17:34 GMT
i wanted to join a living server on roll20 to learn the system but they ignored my application for 2 weeks then blocked me
Nov 24, 2019 19:37:47 GMT
Basically, GMs post recruitments in the appropriate section, and then players apply to the open games. Unfortunately, there has been a rather... small amount of games posted lately, but there's one currently recruiting right now.
Nov 24, 2019 13:08:10 GMT
How does this site work?
Oct 1, 2019 13:10:32 GMT
Post on the Game Masters Seeking Players page. There are plenty examples there to go off of.