[open] march catch-all

[leicesters]

🧙 WHO: Claude and you!
⚔️️ WHAT: Quests, being a nerd, and dumb happenings
🕒 WHEN: Throughout March
🗺️ WHERE: Camelot, the Red Springs and the Broceliande
⚠️ WARNINGS: Nothing yet.

1. RUN SNAGGLEFOOT RUN (QUEST)

[Apprehending thieves is nothing new to Claude, even if he's more accustomed to battling dangerous, heavily-armed bandits than just chasing down someone harmless yet sticky-fingered. Somehow the latter is proving much more elusive, however, and he's chased his target all the way from Camelot on horseback to try and catch up to him before he can make his escape.

Initially he'd managed to hit the thief with a curse to try and slow him down, but Snagglefoot managed to give him the slip when his curse wasn't quite what he wanted: hitting him with a binding curse only managed to immobilise one of his arms rather than his full body.

By the time Claude dismounts his horse at the springs and runs after him, he realises someone has already beaten him to the punch and -- intentionally or otherwise -- is blocking the doorway to the inn the thief had just tried to flee inside. Claude puffs, out of breath, hands on his knees.]

Grab that guy for me... would you...?

[If they hesitate for even a second, the thief might just get away again.]

2. LIBRARY

[Claude's not thrilled about being hurled into another world, what with everything resting on his shoulders at home, but it's also not the first time he's had to adjust quickly to a completely new land. His reaction in this case is to handle things just the same as he first did in Fodlan: get as much information and then some, as quickly as possible, so he can make up for any disadvantage he has in knowledge.

... Maybe he's overdoing it a little, though. It's getting close to closing hours in one of Camelot's libraries, and he still has a huge pile of unfinished books on the reading desk he's seated at, covering subjects as broad as history, magic, flora and fauna, geography, and more.

He yawns, and his familiar, a small cat-sized white wyvern, headbutts his arm -- either for attention, or just to make sure he stays awake. He pets her absently.]

We'll leave soon, just let me finish this chapter first. [He stifles another yawn. He should call it here, but he's also dreading the idea of lugging lots of heavy books back to his room.]

3. BROCELIANDE

[For anyone who might be wandering in the Broceliande, you might hear a voice complaining and cursing through the trees. Follow it to its source and you'll find Claude, who seems to be... kneeling by a stream and... crying? At the very least, there's tears streaming town his cheeks, but on a closer examination he looks more exasperated than upset.]

Ouch ouch ouch...

[He splashes his face with water to try and rinse his stinging eyes, his wyvern keeping a lookout as he does so.]

Owww. I knew I should've left that flower alone. [The wyvern trills in what sounds like agreement, or maybe because she just spotted someone approaching. Hello friend!!]

4. WILDCARD

[Choose your own prompt! If you want to plot anything out, feel free to hit me up via PM or at moonsilver.]

Comments

[sparkstrikes]

[Oh, that explains it. At least she didn't come across a man sobbing over a river... She would have had to turn right back around because nope, not dealing with that.

This, however, she can handle... Maybe.

She wanders up and kneels next to him, grabbing him suddenly by the arm to lower it from his face, and to get a better look at the damage.]

Stop rubbing them. You'll make it worse. [She shifts, her demeanor shifting from confident to uncomfortable.] I've got some healing magic that might help...

[Her voice trails off, like there's a "but..." to follow, but if he doesn't question it, then she won't continue that sentence!]

[leicesters]

[He's startled by the hand suddenly grabbing his arm, but he doesn't pull away and at least lets her take a look. His eyes are all red and puffy, without any sign of letting up any time soon.]

"Might" help? You don't sound too convinced.

[Is she another newbie who wants to make him into a magical guinea pig...]

[sparkstrikes]

[Depends on how you look at it...

Her expression shifts, from one of uncertainty to a touch insulted that he would even suggest as much, even if she did imply that she doesn't have as much confidence as she'd like. Still, it's different when someone else does it!!!]

I'm no pro at it, but you got anything better around here?

[As far as she can see, all he's got is the stream water, and it doesn't look like it's helped.]

[leicesters]

No... Maybe there's some kind of herbal remedy, but this point, messing with more plants is probably going to do more harm than good.

[And he didn't bring the book with him he'd been using as a reference, oops.]

Fine, just... do your best?

[sparkstrikes]

[It's about as much as she can do, and will it be enough? She has no idea...

It's a little awkward at first, how she kneels and scoots up in front of him, and then raises her hand so that it's only inches from his face. Honestly? She's not really sure how to do it, or if she even needs to have her hand there, but... better safe than sorry? Feels a bit strange, but...

Lightning's expression tightens ever so slightly while she focuses on trying to get a spell to work... but when nothing comes, she stares between her fingers at Claude, as if this is his fault.]

... Keep your eyes closed.

[don't look at her!!!]

[leicesters]

Oh-- uh, okay?

[He didn't do anything wrong!!! But he's taken aback enough that he doesn't argue, closing his eyes and staying put while she attempts to heal him.

Now she just has a pair of golden wyvern eyes blinking up at her, as his familiar is now staring at her. No pressure.]