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“In Her service we shall thrive.”
Official Activity Check 09 / 1 / 18 - PASSED
Activity:
Soft Check [ + 5 ] Five Tumblr Posts [ + 2 ] Three Fireside Square Participation
Official Check [ + 2 ] Two Tumblr Posts
[ 9 ] Total
Rune Points: [ 850 ] Previous
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Melodious || Mikhail & Alisa
@heartstringsonnet
Once again Alisa made her weekly trek up the mountain summit to visit the Goddess Pond. Of course, Alisa prayed every day to the Goddess, but she always felt better when visiting the pond and being surrounded with nature--the Goddess’ element. It made her feel closer to the Goddess which made her feel a little more at ease.
Alisa had visited many holy ponds across Razalune, but she had a soft spot for the one between Bluebell and Konohana. Being so high up on the mountain made it feel like she was even closer to the sky and the heaven’s above. Like her parents weren’t so far away.
But as she neared the summit she heard something drifting along with the wind. It was a tune not found in nature by itself--or perhaps it could be if one were to listen close enough--but it piqued Alisa’s curiosity. She followed the path (not daring to stray in fear of getting lost) and was pleasantly surprised to hear it grow louder and louder until she reached the top and could see the source.
A man with stark white hair stood with a long coat playing a violin. The melody from his instrument filled the mountain air. The two so complimentary to one another it felt as if nature was singing with him.
For a moment she stared at him completely enthralled by the performance. It was beautiful--she felt compelled to join in and sing, but before she could make a decision his eyes locked on her as he stopped.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Alisa said, approaching him slowly. “I didn’t mean to interrupt.”
Blessed Be || Emiko & Alisa
@spiritualmaiden
Zephyr had a quaint quality to it that made Alisa feel right at home. The cafe was splendid and ran by some of the sweetest women she’s ever met. It was a real shame there wasn’t a church built in the town, though. Not that Alisa had anything against the hotel she stayed at, but it made her sad at the prospect the people of Zephyr weren’t as close to the Goddess as they could be.
Alisa was walking along the town’s path to visit the waterfall in order to get her nature fix. If she couldn’t pray in a church she’d find a serene place as a substitute. A pond would have been ideal but no such luck. Nor was she wholly willing to go searching for one in fear of getting lost.
When her eyes fell upon the waterfall she knew it was the perfect spot. She knelt near the base of the waterfall, clasping her hands in front of her as she closed her eyes. The rushing waterfall filled her ears and she felt the soft spray of water on her face as she prayed to the Goddess for guidance.
After a couple minutes in reflection Alisa opened her eyes to see a woman appearing from behind the waterfall. She jumped, not expecting any visitors--especially when she hadn’t heard anyone approach.
“Ah, hello there,” Alisa said with a friendly smile as her heart rate slowed down from the scare. “Are you here for the view, too?”
“In Her service we shall thrive.”
Soft Activity Check 08 / 18 / 18
Activity: [ + 5 ] Five Tumblr Posts [ + 2 ] Three Fireside Square Participation
[ 7 ] Total ** I forgot to post this before my last Tumblr post oops.**
Rune Points: [ 850 ] Previous
[ + 400 ] Four Minimum Tumblr Posts [ + 200 ] One Extra Tumblr Post [ + 360 ] Three Fireside Square Posts
[ 1,810 ] Current [ 1,810 ] Total Accumulated
Lost in Stockport || Mikey & Alisa
@extraordinarymikey
As Alisa stepped off the ferry she looked around the large marina surrounding her. For almost as far as she could see were boats alone the shore. It was incredibly impressive, but also unsettling for the sole fact she shouldn’t be seeing them.
‘I... may have made a mistake.‘
Alisa stepped off the ferry which she thought was bringing her to the Sunshine Islands. However, this was very much not the islands. Exactly where she was she couldn’t be certain either. She’d never been to this city before and already she was intimidated by just how big it was. Numerous people were crowded as they rushed to where they needed to go.
She followed the crowd for a little bit, not wandering too far. She knew better than to get lost in the city. At least that’s what she told herself because half an hour later she’d completely turned herself around.
‘Oh no, oh no, oh no...’
Biting her lip, she looked around at all the unfamiliar faces around her. What should she do? She needed to get back and get a ticket for the right boat, but she’d already mucked that up.
“Excuse me,” she said to one of the passersby on the street. He seemed like nice enough fellow, dark brown hair and blue eyes. “I’m sorry to bother you, but I’m a little lost. Could you help me?”
Tread Carefully || Lukas & Alisa
minstrellaneous
“Well, that ended poorly.” Lukas mumbled, mostly to himself, as he pulled himself out of the water. It was only as he turned his attention away from his scuffed up knees and towards dry land that he realized the girl was actually there and not just a figment of his imagination. Well, she was dressed so oddly that he couldn’t help but be surprised. The town he had just come from had an entirely different culture, so he didn’t expect the one he was headed towards to be so different. Which mostly meant he didn’t expect a church nearby… but there must have been if she dressed in such attire.
“Yes, I’m…” This was normally the point where he would thank the stranger for being so gracious. It was probably the only opportunity he would have to hold a girl’s hand, after all. As she helped him up, though, a look of panic came over him, and he stripped the bags off of his back in a hurry. Pulling out his lute, he turned it over, only to watch the excess water pour out of the elaborate openings and intertwine between the strings before splashing on the ground.
“Oh boy…” Lukas moaned, running his hand through his hair in both an effort to get the water out of his face as well as a gesture of frustration. This was going to take a while to dry… and it wouldn’t do well to hang around here for a while. His instrument was basically his lifeline, though, and losing that would make it a hell of a lot more troublesome to make a basic living wage.
“I hate to bother a stranger–” No, he typically had no problem doing that, but he would rather leave a good first impression, if he could help it, “– but you wouldn’t happen to be from around here, would you?”
Alisa held onto the man’s hand as she helped him out of the river. It was a little bit of a struggle for the sheer amount of baggage he had with him. He had barely gotten his bearing before a look of panic washed over his face anew. She watched in bewilderment as he started to strip himself of his luggage.
“Is everything all right?” she asked tentatively. Unsure of what to make of the spectacle until he held the lute in his hands, pouring out water from the instrument she was pretty sure shouldn’t have been in there.
That doesn’t look good, she thought. Judging by the man’s reaction she knew it wasn’t.
Alisa’s gaze rose back to the man’s face as he spoke to her. “In a sense,” she said. She was actually from somewhere else, but she was currently staying in Bluebell. Looking at him he was absolutely drenched--both his person and possessions. If he wandered around he’d be certain to catch a cold.
“There’s a town just a little way down the mountain path. I live at the church there. You’re welcome to dry off there,” she said. I’m pretty sure I can find the path again, she thought to herself.
Escort Quest || Zavier & Alisa
@treasurede
Alisa finished packing her backpack. Putting all necessary possessions into a portable bag. She had a long journey ahead of her. A whole new continent: Adonea. It would be a whole new adventure. People to meet and to spread the love of the Goddess as she went.
Of course there was a slight delay in her plans. She didn’t have anyone to guide her.
Adonea wasn’t as peaceful and safe as Razalune. If she believed the rumors there were horrifying monsters across the great bridge. Alisa had no way of defending herself from such creatures. While she believed strongly in the Goddess it didn’t imbue her with any kind of magic. At least, none that she knew about.
So, she posted a request on the Bluebell and Konohana boards. With the Fireside Festival happening she figured it would get the most attention. At the very least more people would see it. Perhaps someone could take her with when making the trek back home. At least, that was the best case scenario.
She tried to distract herself from her own nervous energy by cleaning up around the church. Every so often she’d cast a cursory glance at the doors, but mostly found her eyes lingering on the Goddess’ statue. When she finally heard the doors open, she whipped around to see who entered, half expecting it to be her imagination.
A man brown hair and eyes who was a couple inches taller than herself walked in. Alisa did her best to hold back her wishful thinking, but approached with a smile. “Welcome. Is there anything I can assist you with?”
Request | Bodyguard Needed
Requester:
Alisa Vysoren
Location:
Bluebell, Razalune to Volaris, Adonea
Request:
I plan on traveling from the Razalune continent, across the great bridge, and into the Adonea continent. I’ve never been to the monster-infested nation and don’t feel too confident exploring on my own. I have a terrible sense of direction so you must know the way!
Or how to read a map properly...
I know this task will cover the course of a couple weeks, but you will be compensated! I will pay for all food and lodging along the way. Anything else is up for discussion.
The one I knew. || Alisa and Gale
@lovemercifully
He wasn’t someone that visited the church often.
It really wasn’t his realm. He had nothing against the deities, of course. He actually got along rather well with the goddess presiding over the little island, remembering her from the time he first set foot in Castanet, overwhelmed by the warm sensation of a very pure sort of magic.
Sephia sang.
She serenaded drowsy sprites from the tree in her spring, she sang to children and newborn babies, she sang to some sort of lost centuries old fool like him, and the mere water around her felt light and alive.
But her magic had grown cold as of late. Perhaps it was a lack of belief, or the progression of mankind, but the warm pulse of her influence was starting to fail, become irregular. But Castanet was not his place to save. Perhaps one of the newer residents, but not him. Rules and curses kept him and the witch from aiding, and so all he could do is walk to the church, sit, and think.
There weren’t many pilgrims or men and women of the cloth in the dead of night, and he could ponder, maybe even try to pray as only the starlight illuminated the flowing green hair in the stained glass.
“I wonder…if you still sing, even now….”
The woman didn’t so much stand before Alisa as she was floating before her surrounded in a sea of darkness. Her green locks billowed around Her and Her green eyes stared down somberly at Alisa.
“I’ll be good, I promise!” Alisa pleaded with the woman. Her face remained unchanged as she reached out and pulled the darkness from underneath Alisa’s feet.
Then Alisa was falling. She tumbled head over heels through the sky, plummeting towards the ground below. Alisa couldn’t do anything as she flailed and screamed before she impacted--
Alisa jolted upright in bed, panting heavily and heart beat racing. It took a moment for Alisa to realize where she was. This wasn’t her room; this wasn’t her bed. No, she was in Castanet. Specifically at the church on a mission. Alisa slid out of the bed. There was no way she’d be able to fall asleep again. The events would only play over and over again in her head if she did. It was better to get some fresh air.
She wrapped a shall around her nightgown and put a pair of slippers on before heading out. It didn’t take long for her to wander down the hall to the main congregation room. Her eyes slowly adjusted to the night. She expected to be alone in the darkness, so she froze for a moment when she noticed someone sitting in a pew.
The person was too far away and too shrouded in shadow for her to really tell who it was. She’d briefly met some of the villagers, but she was still awfully new in town. However, Perry didn’t mention people visiting at night. (In fact he said not many visited at all, but that was another matter.) Alisa stood her ground for a moment, gathering courage, before she approached the person. As she neared she could tell they were staring up at the stained glass portraiture of the Goddess. They mumbled something, but she didn’t catch it. Alisa followed their gaze to the woman who haunted her dreams.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” she asked quietly, hoping she wouldn’t scare the person too bad.
[ Fireside Festival - August 2018 ]
Alisa walked around the games area in a pair of jeans, a cute white shirt with a floral pattern, striped shoes. Despite the heat Alisa kept the rays away with her floppy sunhat. She couldn’t bring herself to wear shorts, though. Many people around her did so, but it wasn’t something she was comfortable in. Thankfully it wasn’t a scorching weekend and she could enjoy herself. Besides, what better way to celebrate nature and the Harvest Goddess than to go camping?
“In Her service we shall thrive.”
Activity Check 07 / 28 / 18 [ Passed ]
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Tread Carefully || Lukas & Alisa
minstrellaneous
Lukas didn’t often take the hard route to get places, but he did take shortcuts. The only dilemma there being when the shortcut proved to be more difficult. Well, if he was strapped for time, he would still probably take the shortcut. Which was what left him here, knee high in a river will a large bag strapped across his back and his boots slung over his shoulder. The dilemma of wearing robes was that they proved hard to hitch up in the same way one would roll up their pants when attempting to cross a river. Still, he had yet to find somewhere to safely change his attire, so it would have to do if his only solution was to loop the ends of his robes around the straps of his backpack. It might look silly, but as long as it kept most of him dry, that was the goal.
Finally, there was the act of actually wading through the river. He had gotten halfway through, but the rocks were slippery and his concentration was barely holding under the weight of his his livelihood on his back. With that in mind, it was understandable that he would lose said concentration when he looked up and noticed a girl standing on the other side of the river.
No, not just any girl, an absolute, pure and perfect beauty, with golden streaks of sun tangled in her strawberry blond hair and white fabric draped over her figure as though she were attempting some form of modesty while still complimenting her figure all the same. Lukas blinked, wondering if he was imagining that stranger. There was no way someone- especially someone so frail– would be this far out into the wilderness.
And with that single thought distracting him from his more important task, he felt his foot give out under him and his entire body go tipping over into the river.
Well, so much for staying dry.
As much as Alisa ventured into the forest she lacked a crucial survival skill: a sense of direction. While she finally found the Goddess Pond that resided between Bluebell and Konohana she had trouble navigating to and fro. Nathan had to accompany her several times before she was comfortable with the thought of taking on the challenge herself.
Today was that day.
While dressed in her white vestments wasn’t the most practical when traversing the woods perhaps, it was important to her to don the correct apparel when visiting such a holy site. She was pretty sure she knew the way and if she stayed on the path she figured it wouldn’t get too dirty.
However, something caught her eye along the river.
A man dressed also dressed in robes (though his were darker colored) was in the process in crossing the river. He looked a bit odd, with the hem of his garment strapped to a backpack as he carefully picked his footing on the protruding rocks.
He looked up at her and their gazes locked for a moment before he tumbled into the stream.
Alisa wasted no time in rushing towards the man, calling out, “Are you all right?” She stood near the river’s edge and extended a hand towards him, “Let me help you!”
Prayers || Lillie & Alisa
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Even though she lived in Oak Tree, Lillie sometimes found herself traveling to the town of Bluebell. It was a far shorter trip than the one she made to the city for work everyday, and she had friends here. Well, one friend, anyway. Someone kind and gentle, who had lived with her and her family for a time.
It wasn’t often they got to see each other, what with her busy schedule, but whenever she could take the time out to pay Kamil a visit, she did.
But on her way into the town, she finds her eyes drawn to the church. There weren’t really any places of worship down in Oak Tree, and so she wasn’t all that used to seeing them. Sure, there were some in the city, but Lillie’s never really had much of a reason – or any time, for that matter – to go inside and check them out.
Maybe she could now… just for a little bit? She was kind of curious to see if they were as grand and beautiful as they seemed on TV.
Deciding to take a minor detour, the weather girl heads towards the church, gently pushing the doors open and stepping inside. As quiet as she tried to be (what if there was a procession going on?), the doors still opened with a creak, one that echoed loudly throughout the large, empty hall.
When the woman standing at the head of the church turns to look at Lillie, the brunette feels a sudden pang of anxiety and guilt. Oops. She hadn’t disturbed her, had she?
“Um…” She starts nervously, raising her hand in a timid wave. “Hi.”
Alisa finished dusting off the Goddess’ statue, stepping back to admire her work. The marble Goddess stood tall and proud upon Her pedestal. Alisa found herself staring up at Her face, the poised serenity of Her overlooking the congregation. Alisa wondered if the Goddess could see through the statue’s eyes. If she ever peered into the lives of her followers. If she heard all their prayers.
The church doors opening stopped Alisa’s contemplation, her attention being drawn behind her. Alisa turned to look over her shoulder to see an unfamiliar woman standing in the doorway. ‘Another wayward sheep?’ she thought to herself as she turned to face the newcomer.
“Welcome,” Alisa greeted with a small, warm smile. She walked towards the woman, closing the distance between them so there wasn’t a need to raise their voices. “What brings you here today?”
Wanderlost || Cliff & Alisa
vagrantfirn
It was fairly easy to become one with nature.
To live and to forget, to get lost and caught up with the wind. No matter how many times Cliff would try to be forgotten– there was something always magnetizing and pulling him back. Back to what? –The vagrant would always ask himself, but never truly finding the answers he seek. Maybe they weren’t supposed to be answered just yet, perhaps it’s all about the journey of finding it along the way. He walks up among a hill, one that’s path wasn’t all too familiar- but it was always easy finding a way out if you just knew where to look. The sun generally helps, the moss directs you – and even animals and smoke are simple to find. The vagrant stops in his tracks as he hears soft whimpers in the distance. …Was a child lost? …An animal injured? For a moment he paused if it was in his place to investigate, and let things live and let be and get somebody else– C r u n c h. Well, so much for being discreet- he already made himself known, so might as well push forward and get on with it. Especially, since he heard them speak.They must had been frightened, either of him or becoming lost in nature itself. Cliff did the best he could to manage on keeping a calm composure…considering…well- that was the right thing to do, right?
“….” Say something, damn it! Of course, naturally the vagrant finds himself tense that it’s a girl- A very cute girl nonetheless– donned in clerical robes and– okay. Okay. Cliff knew he could at least manage to try to talk to someone of her stature. What if she knew Carter? Cliff would feel rude if he did anything to offend her or leave her out in the wilderness to get eaten by a bear or something. That’d be awful. He lets out a breath and tries to speak again. “…..Yes.” Gosh you sound so stupid, Cliff. “Do you need….help or…s-something?”
Alisa’s eyes were trained on the spot she heard the snapped branch. Surely she’d see something. An animal at least, but preferably a human. Someone to lead her out of the forest. Sure enough--after what seemed like minutes of waiting but was only a moment--a man stepped forward from behind a tree.
His clothes gave the impression he spent more time outdoors than in which gave her a small reason to hope. The two stared at each other in silence. Alisa was still a little shocked to see someone. Had the Goddess heard her? Did that mean she hadn’t completely turn away from her--?
“Do you need….help or…s-something?”
“Y-yes!” Alisa said quickly, fearing that he’d leave if he thought otherwise. She wiped away the tears on her face, momentarily forgetting the state she was in.
“I was trying to find the Goddess Pond, but I got turned around and I’ve been in these woods for hours.” As she explained her situation she stood up from her resting spot on the boulder, looking the man over once more.
He had long, brown hair which he’d tied at the nape of his neck and bangs that fell into his purple eyes. The man had a... wild look about him, but not feral. Alisa sent up another silent prayer to the Goddess. Please be a good person.
“Could you... could you walk me back to town?”
Alisa debated if she should simply ask for directions, but that was exactly what got her into this mess in the first place. The last thing she wanted was to turn away from help--who was probably sent by the Goddess--only for her to get lost again.
Soror Auream || Aurelia & Alisa
goldenxlia
Despite her long and tedious days of work, where the woman usually could be found cleaning the church, chopping wood, and running errands for the clergy- Aurelia always found time in her day to clasp her calloused hands together to pray. Each day, the prayers she would make were generally the same. Sometimes there was a variance to it, but it was mostly the nun trying to hit the point of inner peace and solace. Of course, in her day to day thoughts- she’d think about the people in her life, what could she do to help them. As even though the woman had a cold stone hard exterior on the outside, Aurelia was quite kind under the surface. When she heard a familiar voice, her head lifts up.
“…..Sister Alisa.” Her head turns slowly to face the younger woman whom entered the church. The two known each other for quite some time, and Aurelia cared for the sister fondly. Rising up off her knees, the nun walked towards the other, with a slight warm smirk to greet her. “Good to see you around. What brings you here in Flowerbud?….Would you like something to drink?” It was quite hot outside, and she didn’t want the younger woman to suffer heat stroke.
A brief moment of silence passed before Alisa heard a reply from within. The familiar voice brought a smile to her face as she turned to the source, seeing Aurelia standing up. Wasting no time, Alisa strode towards her with a broad smile and arms wide.
“It’s so good to see you, too,” Alisa said as she gave the woman a hug. Aurelia was had become like an actual sister to Alisa over the years and being apart was always bittersweet. She knew Aurelia had her own duties as Alisa had her own, but it was always nicer when the two were together.
“A drink would be much appreciated,” Alisa said. It had been more of a hike to the church than she’d expected anyhow. But Alisa was more excited to share the news.
With a wide grin she said, “I’ve finally taken my vows! I’m an official nun now!” A giggle escaped her lips, unable to contain her excitement. “And it’s all thanks to you.”
wheel of fortune!
Ask Meme: Tarot CardsWheel of Fortune: How’s your luck?
Alisa thought about it for a moment. How was her luck? What would people define as lucky?
Instantly she thinks anyone who knew her heart stopped for a minute but started to beat once more was lucky in and of itself... but Alisa wasn’t so sure. After all she had the chance to go to heaven with her parents and yet she wasn’t accepted. Could that qualify as luck?
“Luck is such a fickle thing, isn’t it?” Alisa finally responded, “It’s better to put more stock in faith.”
“In Her service we shall thrive.”
Activity Check 07 / 14 / 18 [ Passed ]
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