Lorenz Hellman Gloucester (
silky_bearing) wrote in
isleofavalon2021-08-03 02:02 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Entry tags:
Like wildflowers; You must allow yourself to grow
🧙 WHO: Lorenz Hellman Gloucester & ???
⚔️️ WHAT: Getting settled, figuring out this quest thing, and indulging at the castle.
🕒 WHEN: August
🗺️ WHERE: Farm areas and the castle, mainly
⚠️ WARNINGS: in subject lines as needed
Don't Treep, Man
Royal Baths
Garden of Dreams
((OOC: Feel free to hit me up if you're interested in something else. I'm very much here for the Healing Circle stuff too with cast mates if anyone wants to do that.
draconicseraphim Cuyler#7666 @ Discord ))
⚔️️ WHAT: Getting settled, figuring out this quest thing, and indulging at the castle.
🕒 WHEN: August
🗺️ WHERE: Farm areas and the castle, mainly
⚠️ WARNINGS: in subject lines as needed
Don't Treep, Man
[Lorenz has a lot on his mind and a lot of it is something he cannot really do anything about. Which, of course, is the worst sort of thing to have on one's mind. He's doing his best to focus on his magic, on learning how to work with the green magic he's been becoming more familiar with over the last weeks. So when he learns there's farmland suffering he is all too eager to help out. The trouble with that, of course, is they seem to expect people to get down in the dirt and handling fertilizer and other such things.
He has no intention of getting filthy but he has brought Darby with him, guiding the now pony sized warhorse towards the plants it's safe for her to eat. Which is plenty of assisstance with mundane things like fertilizer so far as he's concerned. So far he has not managed to create so much as just encourage the growth that's already there so he might be trailing along after some of the more skilled mages. Eventually he will settle beside one particular field, an area of flowering herbs that he can focus on.
Someone might want to tell him that letting certain herbs get large enough to flower means they will no longer be viable as herbs. There's... definitely a few basil plants that have already bolted.]
Royal Baths
[Normally the idea of a public bath would be horrifying but perhaps... just this once... Everyone keeps insisting that he needs to loosen up, to have "fun". It will take him far too long to finally decide to allow himself to indulge at least a little bit. He can be seen near the entrance pacing before storming off only to return some fifteen minutes later, gradually getting huffier and huffier until he's so frustrated with himself that he finally just marches into the baths and, at that point, he cannot leave without losing face or seeming like a coward.
Given enough time to work his way into the baths properly one might find him perched far too stiffly on the seat of one of the jacuzzi baths. His usual layers of suit and corset and jacket and armor traded for a positively scandalous replacement. The shorts that accompany his dancer outfit, small and soft and a dusky purple..... and that is all. Though there is a large towel draped over his shoulders while he lets his feet dangle into the warm swirling water. He hasn't quite managed to brave setting the towel aside and sliding into the water. Being so exposed is absolutely unacceptable.
Isn't it?]
Garden of Dreams
[Lorenz, unsurprisingly, finds himself out in the gardens as evening begins to fall. The play of rich orange light from the sinking sun plays over the vibrant blooms beautifully, tracing everything in lines of gilt sunlight. He smiles as he weaves through the garden, humming softly to himself, fingers trailing along flowers. Darby trots along behind him, long full tail swishing against the evening insects that begin to slip out to bother them.]
Come along, Darby, there's nothing here you're meant to eat. [Warm and amused, just a hint of scolding in his tone. Darby huffs a breath but continues to follow along in his steps.] I know, my dear, it's been quite the long day for us both.
[As he finishes musing he coaxes her over to a stone bench so that he can sit down, long fingers sliding into the former warhorse's mane. There's something mindless and oddly theraputic about the continuous motions, fingers threading through the beast mane. Long elegant hands working in loose braids. He might just continue idly talking to his horse as he works. Hopefully he doesn't disturb anyone.
Once her mane is completed, though, one might find him seated on the bench, a supple leather journal in his lap, an elegant glass dip pen in hand.]
((OOC: Feel free to hit me up if you're interested in something else. I'm very much here for the Healing Circle stuff too with cast mates if anyone wants to do that.