He Who Travels the Realms

Welcome, fellow traveller. My name is Leif. I am a Dragon-Shifter, but I am more importantly a Realm Walker. Over the years I have collected some stories and have found somewhere to share them. Come, sit down. Let me tell you a tale from my travels. Storytelling/Ask blog. Please read the rules for more information

[imagineadragonlord]

Picking up the bottles in his hand again, he carried them over to where the musician was standing, placing them at his feet once he was there. He blinked. He was definitely not from Camelot. Perhaps he had come from somewhere overseas. “It could probably buy you some ale in a tavern, medicines, a roll of bread…” Merlin thought aloud. Looking up, he pointed down the path towards the edge of the castle. “It’s market day, I’m sure some of the sellers there will sell items for the amount you have.”

[realmwxlker]

Leif nodded at the different suggestions, glancing down the mentioned road. Not bad ideas. He was running low on food, after all. Plus, it was never a bad idea to have some form of medicine on-hand. However, the sight of the bottles put those thoughts out of mind as he looked back at the other man.

“Do… Do you need a hand with those bottles? That’s a lot for one person to carry in one trip.”

[imagineadragonlord]

Merlin smiled at him breathlessly before bending over to take the bottles in his hands again. At the offer of assistance, Merlin hesitated. It was rare that anyone offered him help and hearing someone ask him if he needed it was alien to him. “Oh” he began. “Oh, no I should be fine. I’m used to this.” He smiled sheepishly.

[realmwxlker]

The traveller didn’t look too convinced. “Are you sure?” He asked slowly, crossing his arms. “There’s a lot there, and I wouldn’t mind helping you out. Besides, it’ll give your arms a break if part of the load is with someone else, right?” Of course, if the other refused again, then Leif was going to leave it at that. There was a fine line between being helpful and being annoying and he didn’t want to cross it so soon after arriving here.

[outlandishboogiegirl-deactivate]

The Realm Walker has encountered outlandishboogiegirl

Perhaps returning to the Hallowe’en land wasn’t a good idea, but it was something of a marvel to the veteran Realm Walker. In all his time travelling, he had never seen a world dedicated to something that took place in a different realm. Did the other place know this one existed? There were so many unanswered questions…. But Leif didn’t want to talk to the man from last time. He seemed too keen to unnerve the traveller. 

Even so, he slowly walked down the path through the graveyard, trying to find any clues. Writing on the gravestones, perhaps?

To Adhra, it felt strange not having her baby on her hip constantly. Practically shoved out of the house to take a break, her family fought over the newborn, desperate for their turn to be next. So she sought peace in the graveyards. It was rare that the place every got visitors from the town members, staying far away from the Boogie household as possible (unless they were Jack).

What did surprise her was to find a stranger, which was rare in itself. Taking a step to speak out, she hesitated. He was in her homeland, yet could still scream at the sight of her. Cursing herself, she moved ahead anyway. Let him scream, she shouldn’t - didn’t care anymore. “Excuse me?”

[realmwxlker]

Upon hearing the voice, Leif jumped. He was convinced he had been alone, so the female voice threw him off-guard. He glanced over to see a young lady with what appeared to be feline-esque ears looking right at him, so it was likely she was talking to him. He rose to his feet slowly, adjusting the rucksack’s straps. 

“Ah... I’m trespassing again, aren’t I?” He asked nervously, hand rubbing the back of his neck. “I didn’t think out here counted as part of the.. Hallowe’en vibe this place has.”

[imagineadragonlord]

Merlin knew he had chores to attend to and that, before long, Arthur would begin to get impatient. Yet, despite this, he remained to listen to the heartfelt tune of the player. Seeing him nod, Merlin nodded back and pulled a smile to his lips.

As the player came to the conclusion to his song, Merlin clapped his hands and felt around in his pockets for a coin. Not a scrap. In a moment of pure recklessness, the young warlock looked around to make sure no one was looking before subtly uttering a spell which made a couple of coins appear in his pocket. Drawing them out with smug pride, he walked over to the violinist and placed the coins at his feet with one of his wide grins.

[realmwxlker]

Violin back in its case, Leif began making sure he had everything when he heard a clatter of coins against the stone. It was the young man who had the container of glass leaving a coin. He smiled and nodded again, before turning back to his violin. Then, a thought quickly crossed his mind.

“Excuse me, sir?” He asked, hoping the young man was still nearby. “Um… How much are these worth exactly?”

[imagineadragonlord]

After catching his eye, Merlin nodded and made his way back to collect the bottles he had placed on the ground. Bending over to pick them up, he heard a voice call out from behind him and turned. Looking over the coins and then the violinist, he counted them up in his head. “That’s about ten galleons, sir.” he replied, slightly confused as to how he didn’t know how much he’d earned, but deciding not to question it. All sorts of people with different strengths came to Camelot, he wouldn’t judge if addition was not his strong point.

[realmwxlker]

“Ten galleons… And what would this buy me, exactly?” Leif was mentally cursing himself for not knowing this. Some realms had the fortune of technology or a similar currency as other places but here… Here was different. But once he could figure out what each coin meant, he could guess the future purchases. He looked down at the coins again, trying to determine their value simply by appearance.

[imagineadragonlord]

Picking up the bottles in his hand again, he carried them over to where the musician was standing, placing them at his feet once he was there. He blinked. He was definitely not from Camelot. Perhaps he had come from somewhere overseas. “It could probably buy you some ale in a tavern, medicines, a roll of bread…” Merlin thought aloud. Looking up, he pointed down the path towards the edge of the castle. “It’s market day, I’m sure some of the sellers there will sell items for the amount you have.”

[realmwxlker]

Leif nodded at the different suggestions, glancing down the mentioned road. Not bad ideas. He was running low on food, after all. Plus, it was never a bad idea to have some form of medicine on-hand. However, the sight of the bottles put those thoughts out of mind as he looked back at the other man.

“Do... Do you need a hand with those bottles? That’s a lot for one person to carry in one trip.”

[realmwxlker]

The Realm Walker has encountered samhain-hallows

[samhain-hallows]

Nightshade was instructed to wait in this particular spot of the forest while her master surveyed the area, mapping out the new territory. It was a sort of ‘punishment’ for a blunder she made the last time they went out. Something about enraging the local mythos enough to chase them out of the realm. It wasn’t so much a big deal to her as it was to her master. They had all the time in the worlds, they could wait. What’s a decade or so? They would soon forget or they could wear glamour and fresh faces, and no one would be the wiser.

But still, today she was stuck here playing landmark till her master comes back. She sat on the soft ground, legs straightened and apart, and started building a dirt-castle with soil, leaves and twigs.

[realmwxlker]

Leif was beginning to doubt himself. Maybe he was walking in circles all along. Just as he started to consider leaving this place, he found a new path, one that brought him… Toward what appeared to be a girl playing in the dirt. That was odd. She wasn’t hurt, was she? Slowly, he began to walk toward her, trying to look as peaceful as possible.

“E-excuse me…?” He spoke softly, gently putting his rucksack on the ground beside him. “You don’t happen to know the name of this area by any chance? I have gotten a little lost in my travels.” A well-rehearsed lie, but it didn’t matter.

[samhain-hallows]

Nightshade looked up the moment she heard the voice call out to her. He sounded kind enough, and appeared that way too. But Nightshade never let her guard down, even when she seemed absolutely oblivious.

She looked up at the tall stranger, eyes wide and smiling. “This place’s got lots a’names, mister. Depends on who you’re askin’!” she quipped. “Nowadays they jus’ call it the Grey Glens.” She rocked her feet sideways as she made a flag out of a twig and leaf, and stuck it into her tiny dirt castle.

[realmwxlker]

The traveller’s eyebrows raised, then lowered as he considered her answer. She.. Had a point, actually. No point questioning her logic. He adjusted his sleeves as he tried to think of something to ask. He needed more information than that, but he couldn’t exactly ask the year and the region while he was at it. Instead, something soon came to mind.

“Forgive me for intruding but.. Why are you out in the forest by yourself? Are you waiting for someone?”

[imagineadragonlord]

Merlin knew he had chores to attend to and that, before long, Arthur would begin to get impatient. Yet, despite this, he remained to listen to the heartfelt tune of the player. Seeing him nod, Merlin nodded back and pulled a smile to his lips.

As the player came to the conclusion to his song, Merlin clapped his hands and felt around in his pockets for a coin. Not a scrap. In a moment of pure recklessness, the young warlock looked around to make sure no one was looking before subtly uttering a spell which made a couple of coins appear in his pocket. Drawing them out with smug pride, he walked over to the violinist and placed the coins at his feet with one of his wide grins.

[realmwxlker]

Violin back in its case, Leif began making sure he had everything when he heard a clatter of coins against the stone. It was the young man who had the container of glass leaving a coin. He smiled and nodded again, before turning back to his violin. Then, a thought quickly crossed his mind.

“Excuse me, sir?” He asked, hoping the young man was still nearby. “Um… How much are these worth exactly?”

[imagineadragonlord]

After catching his eye, Merlin nodded and made his way back to collect the bottles he had placed on the ground. Bending over to pick them up, he heard a voice call out from behind him and turned. Looking over the coins and then the violinist, he counted them up in his head. “That’s about ten galleons, sir.” he replied, slightly confused as to how he didn’t know how much he’d earned, but deciding not to question it. All sorts of people with different strengths came to Camelot, he wouldn’t judge if addition was not his strong point.

[realmwxlker]

“Ten galleons... And what would this buy me, exactly?” Leif was mentally cursing himself for not knowing this. Some realms had the fortune of technology or a similar currency as other places but here... Here was different. But once he could figure out what each coin meant, he could guess the future purchases. He looked down at the coins again, trying to determine their value simply by appearance.

[imagineadragonlord]

realmwxlker:

imagineadragonlord:

It was a usual morning in the lower regions of Camelot. The air was buzzing with life and sound; market stalls were full to the brim, enticing locals to gaze upon their wares and women chattered as they ambled along or washed clothes in front of their houses.

Among the traders and civilians, a black haired young man fumbled along with a small, but heavy, wicker basket full of empty glass containers. A usual round he made through the town to collect the used vials of medicine distributed to those who required his master, Gaius’, services.

Veering off to the side, he lowered the basket on to the floor and heaved a breath. He knew he had very little time to rest, for his chores were long and Prince Arthur expected him back at the Castle within an hour. However, he thought a few minutes could not hurt much. Hearing a melodic sound, he looked around to find who was playing. A fiddle, that was something that reminded him of home. He spied the player after a time and paused to listen, intrigued.

The odd person would stop and listen, then carry on about their day. Leif was used to it, so he paid no heed. He watched a child place a small coin of some sort by his feet and he smiled at her in return. With renewed vigour, Leif poured his heart into the song, loosening his posture and looking at the passersby. To one side there was a young man with a container of glass beside him. He looked quite busy, Leif noted, so he nodded in greeting at the man. 

Once the song finished, he bowed (regardless whether anyone actually was looking or not) and picked up the grand total of… Three little coins. Better than nothing, right?

Merlin knew he had chores to attend to and that, before long, Arthur would begin to get impatient. Yet, despite this, he remained to listen to the heartfelt tune of the player. Seeing him nod, Merlin nodded back and pulled a smile to his lips. As the player came to the conclusion to his song, Merlin clapped his hands and felt around in his pockets for a coin. Not a scrap. In a moment of pure recklessness, the young warlock looked around to make sure no one was looking before subtly uttering a spell which made a couple of coins appear in his pocket. Drawing them out with smug pride, he walked over to the violinist and placed the coins at his feet with one of his wide grins.

[realmwxlker]

Violin back in its case, Leif began making sure he had everything when he heard a clatter of coins against the stone. It was the young man who had the container of glass leaving a coin. He smiled and nodded again, before turning back to his violin. Then, a thought quickly crossed his mind.

“Excuse me, sir?” He asked, hoping the young man was still nearby. “Um... How much are these worth exactly?”

[realmwxlker]

The Realm Walker has encountered outlandishboogiegirl

Perhaps returning to the Hallowe’en land wasn’t a good idea, but it was something of a marvel to the veteran Realm Walker. In all his time travelling, he had never seen a world dedicated to something that took place in a different realm. Did the other place know this one existed? There were so many unanswered questions.... But Leif didn’t want to talk to the man from last time. He seemed too keen to unnerve the traveller. 

Even so, he slowly walked down the path through the graveyard, trying to find any clues. Writing on the gravestones, perhaps?

[sandflakedraws]

I made a post about this a while ago, and have wanted to draw it out ever since. 

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The rocky outcrops surrounding Carrick-a-Rede bridge are splashed with colour during the spring and summer seasons. But County Antrim’s most vibrant colours can be found away from the shores, in valleys such as Glenariff, one of the nine Glens of Antrim: valleys that stretch from the Antrim Hills to the northern coast.

The largest of the nine, Glenariff is most popular for its Glenariff Forest Park, a massive expanse of forestland that has charming waterfalls, riverside walks, trails and fields of bluebells. (Credit: Chris Hill/National Geographic Creative)

Designated as an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty in 1988, the nine Glens of Antrim were shaped as glaciers carved through the region’s steep plateau hills during the Ice Age. Inhabitants of the glen townships – Ballycastle, Waterfoot, Cushendun and Glenarm – are primarily descendants of the native Irish, and the Ulster and Hebridean Scots. (Credit: Chris Hill/National Geographic Creative)

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