The Throne... Roleplay Thread

Lucy bursts into the town , flailing her arms around. She still tries to utters words, but nothing still comes out.

Annebelle follows her, often stopping to talk to people or look at stuff before quickly catching back up to her.

The door is open. You note that the other houses are made out of wood, but this are special bricks.
Abigail stands at the entrance.

“Mhm? Why is your house made of bricks, miss?” Annebell rather rudely stepped infront of her and into the house, turning around quickly to take in her surroundings.

Lucy runs past the residential area

“Well… I-”
Abigail opens her mouth to explain why her house was made out of bricks, but she stopped short.

She heard someone shouting out.
It was not pleasant. @3DT_CheesyKnives
She runs out, grabs the maid who is running about.

(shouting out? :^) )

Lucy attempts to gesture for a pen and some paper

Annebelle was too busy exploring the house to notice.

@SadSnake You see books of potions inside the study room. The main room has cushions and a low-lying table. You see a brewing stand in the third room, With a toilet.
Two beds lie in the third room. One bed lies in the study room and a mattress lies in the main room.

She looks at the maid.
(She’s a Psychic.)
Abigail pulls the maid towards her house.

(can psychic talk to the dead still)

Annebelle started oohing and aahing at the potions, picking them up and trying to read their labels.

(No. That’s going to be a huge headache.)

(alright then.)

Lucy inhales deeply as she is dragged inside.

*You can hear her screaming “Please be able to help me” inside.

“I wonder what this one does!” She picked up a light blue potion, gazing at it for a few seconds… before popping the cork open and drinking from it “I just need to know!”

Abigail nods.
“Don’t worry.” She says simply.
As you enter the house, she stops abruptly.

“No!” Abigail exclaims at Annebelle. Her face of worry.

Annebelle had already emptied the whole bottle, looking at Abigail and letting out a silly giggle. “Oops, curiosity got the better of me again… sorry! Heheheh!” She frowned as she felt Something. “Mrr…this is…weird…huh…”

Lucy realizes that the woman is a psychic , and calms down.

“…” Abigail looks at Annebelle.
“We don’t have to worry…”
She gets a cup, and pours the warm milk into the cup, handing it over to Annebelle.
“Drink this when you feel cold. That potion is used to treat strong fevers.”

She looks at Lucy, before getting a potion out.
“Drink this, it helps with your condition. Your voice will be out for a day however.”

Lucy attempts to attempt to utter “thanks” but is unsuccessful. She drinks the potion.