~Leaflets~ Roleplay capture

[Ruby-Skylark]

Your tent poles, broken. The tent is nothing but a useless scrap of fabric now, though I'm sure you could use it to repair your glider if ever you needed to. You shovel is leaning against a tree, hopefully not broken, though as you scooped the last scoop of snow it seemed a little... wiggly. The snowy forest is begging you to come, but the warm fire is begging you to stay.

I sigh and tuck the scraps of my tent into my backpack. The shovel goes in to, it might be useful for someth8ng other than digging. Starlight skitters around my head and points into the forest, she seems confident of moving forward so I reluctantly leave the nice warm fire and walk into the trees...

The cold wind blows directly into your face, and you encounter a split in the path.

I follow Starlight down the right hand path...

(I’m off to bed now so you can take a break )

[fearthefuzzybear]

I sigh and tuck the scraps of my tent into my backpack. The shovel goes in to, it might be useful for someth8ng other than digging. Starlight skitters around my head and points into the forest, she seems confident of moving forward so I reluctantly leave the nice warm fire and walk into the trees...

The cold wind blows directly into your face, and you encounter a split in the path.

I follow Starlight down the right hand path...

(I’m off to bed now so you can take a break :thumbup: )

The trees close in on you, making your path darker and darker.

[yugureyoake]

A sparkle catches your eye. The burning smell gets stronger.

'Is somebody cooking something out here?' I wonder, keeping my calm pace as I continue towards it.

[fearthefuzzybear]

A sparkle catches your eye. The burning smell gets stronger.

'Is somebody cooking something out here?' I wonder, keeping my calm pace as I continue towards it.

A burst of warm air hits your face. Bright oranges and reds burst against the cold wintery forest background, and you see someone hunched over it. They seem to be cooking something, but the burning meat smell hangs around them.

[yugureyoake]

A burst of warm air hits your face. Bright oranges and reds burst against the cold wintery forest background, and you see someone hunched over it. They seem to be cooking something, but the burning meat smell hangs around them.

I am surprised, knowing that that someone could be cooking out in such cold weather. I shrug this off and approach the person warily. "Excuse me.. Have you seen anything... fairy-like around here?"

[fearthefuzzybear]

I am surprised, knowing that that someone could be cooking out in such cold weather. I shrug this off and approach the person warily. "Excuse me.. Have you seen anything... fairy-like around here?"

The shape turns around and looks directly in your eyes.

"No," it's a dirty little man, with a strange eye twitch. "I was lookin fer one of 'em meeself. Who're you lookin fer?"

[yugureyoake]

The shape turns around and looks directly in your eyes.

"No," it's a dirty little man, with a strange eye twitch. "I was lookin fer one of 'em meeself. Who're you lookin fer?"

"I heard the faintest sound of bells..." I start, then pause for a moment to think. "Well, any of them, really. I've always wanted to meet one!"

[fearthefuzzybear]

The shape turns around and looks directly in your eyes.

"No," it's a dirty little man, with a strange eye twitch. "I was lookin fer one of 'em meeself. Who're you lookin fer?"

"I heard the faintest sound of bells..." I start, then pause for a moment to think. "Well, any of them, really. I've always wanted to meet one!"

"Ah, the beller, eh?" he grunts, "She's a pesky one. You'll never get 'er, don't bother."

he turns back to his fire and pokes it with a stick, grumbling.

"You gonna sit down 'r what?"

[yugureyoake]

"Ah, the beller, eh?" he grunts, "She's a pesky one. You'll never get 'er, don't bother."

he turns back to his fire and pokes it with a stick, grumbling.

"You gonna sit down 'r what?"

"Well, I'll never know if I don't continue trying." I say, and warily take a seat opposite to the odd man. "What do you know about her?"

[fearthefuzzybear]

"Ah, the beller, eh?" he grunts, "She's a pesky one. You'll never get 'er, don't bother."

he turns back to his fire and pokes it with a stick, grumbling.

"You gonna sit down 'r what?"

"Well, I'll never know if I don't continue trying." I say, and warily take a seat opposite to the odd man. "What do you know about her?"

"Only that she likes rabbit," he grunts, "I was cookin' up one I caught just this mornin', but I reckon she prefers 'em live."

he gestures to a cage near his tent, it jumps around.

"got one in there, but she still 'asn't come. At this rate I'll never get 'er."