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A Link to the Past - Archives => The Registry of Things Past - Historic Archive => The Wonderful World of Wintreath - Worldbuilding => Topic started by: Wintermoot on January 30, 2015, 03:28:30 PM
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A stately but ran down building in the Old Quarter of Frostlake, the Orphanage is home to those who have no family but hope to be adopted into one someday. Although the Orphange may have seen better days, it ensures that its charges are fed and have a warm bed to sleep in at night.
Function: Post here if you want to be adopted into a family. Any other RP can also take place here.
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Apparently we're fortunate enough not to have need of an orphanage.
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I am all alone at the orphanage? How depressing is that??
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Ever since Grelod the Kind disappeared....v_v
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Ever since Grelod the Kind disappeared....v_v
It was just an accident, :-\ defiantly nothing to do with any Dark Brotherhoods or Night mothers... no never *cough* Hail Sithis *cough* ;) :D
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Old Grelod had it coming. So did the 3 other people I killed shortly after her in Astrid's little test.
The arrow in the knee wasn't part of the plan, though.
Anyway, House Valeria is feeling charitable right now, so we'd be happy to take any members who want to join. We're quite successful too, with two members currently in the Storting, and the other two possibly following shortly.
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PB approaches the heavy, black stone door and speaks the password
"Sanguine, my Brother."
He enters the low passage carved through the rock, with only a torch to light his way. He reaches a ladder, and, depositing his torch into a holder in the wall, begins climbing. He emerges through a trapdoor in the orphanage's basement.
"What, you all took the front door? What kind of assassins are you?"
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Laurentus turns around, slightly amused.
"The kind that realised there was a giant frostbite spider at the bottom of those stairs."
Laurentus watches with even more amusement as one of the spider's legs slowly curls around PB's shoulder, about to make contact if PB doesn't move out of the way quickly.
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PB chuckles at the joke, and then feels the hairy leg on his back and realizes this is for real.
EEEK A SPIDER
He crouches and spins around, now facing the giant arachnid. In a fluid motion, he draws his dagger and thrusts it into the spider's abdomen. It quivers but keeps coming. PB dashes up the stairs and into the main hall of the orphanage.
ALL I WANTED WAS A FAMILY
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Laurentus readies his Blades of Woe and prepares to engage the spider as it races up the stairs.
As the spider appears, he Shouts: "Yol'Toor'Shul," and watches the spider catch fire. He then stabs the spider repeatedly in the eyes and calmly steps away when the spider drops dead on the floor.
He suddenly remembers that he never put the fire out, and turns around in some alarm. "Er, guys, the Greybeards never taught me the Frost Shout."
He watches the fire slowly crawl from the spider's smoking corpse onto the wooden floor.
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"Fo'Krah'Diin!"
A rush of icy air snuffs out the fire before it can spread. As Colberius steps gingerly around the dead spider and charred floor, he says, "Really, Laurentus, you should think about these things before you do them."
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"Yes, well... IT WAS A GIANT SPIDER! I panicked."
Laurentus crouches to collect the Frostbite venom which can always be extracted from this species.
"This will help a great deal with my tar--"
Laurentus stops speaking and for the first time wonders why The Dark Brotherhood is now meeting in rundown old orphanages.
He starts looking around the room with one eyebrow raised. "What exactly are we doing here?"
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I am all alone at the orphanage? How depressing is that??
Anneliese I will join you. Can I join the orphanage?
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Anyone who isn't a member of a House, is already an orphan, I think.
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I'm an official orphan now though!
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Colberius looks at Laurentus, at the orphans around them, up the stairs that Point Breeze went up, and then back at Laurentus.
"I have absolutely no idea."