Open rosemary is for remembrance.

All of the herbal plants for Alements have arrived and need to be planted.

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Built into the cliffs overlooking the Suvan Sea, Riverfall resides on the edge of grasslands of Cyphrus where the Bluevein River plunges off the plain and cascades down to the inland sea below. Home of the Akalak, Riverfall is a self-supporting city populated by devoted warriors. [Riverfall Codex]

rosemary is for remembrance.

Postby Reven Heath on March 8th, 2014, 7:17 am

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Nodding her head in acknowledgment, Reven bit her bottom lip and sat back on her haunches as she began to process Caelum's instruction. The feline didn't know how she felt about handling herbs that could scar her or make her sick. And the last thing she needed was to be stuck on the privy again. Deciding to deal with the risk, Reven made a compromise to do only what was necessary and handle only what she knew was safe. Other than that, she would gladly entertain the children if need be.

Before she continued with the task at hand, Reven was approached by a familiar woman with a concerned expression. "Oh! Lyn'nise," She greeted. "My stomach? Yes, it's feeling much better, thank you for asking. I'm grateful you came along when you did or else things would have probably gone a lot worse..." Plunging the tool into the soil, Reven squinted up to the Konti, trying to block the sun from her eyes. "I'm not throwing up anymore, no. It's just taking more time than I thought to get over it. I'm still baffled that I got sick... But thank you for your worry."

Giving the Konti a warm smile, Reven chatted with her for a brief moment before sending her on her way, returning to the dirt. Aah... If there wasn't anything more relaxing than the smell of fresh herbs in the morning, especially mixed with the scent of crystal, fresh water so clean, it made Reven's throat dry with thirst. She loved being out in the herb garden. The scents that wafted through the air from the herbs were enough to relax her mind and body. It was easier for her to be open and playful when in this area. Reven didn't know why but the herbs flicked a switch in her that made her want to act like a giddy child. Holding it in to preserve her dignity, and the other staff members' sanity, Reven grabbed her tool and began digging away into the dirt, making holes in the places Caelum instructed her to. She would be at this for a little while, there were still so many to dig...

Even so, Reven found it amusing watching the little Konti girl go about helping as she was. The young girl was so innocent, Reven felt a tiny urge of motherly concern swell up inside her, wanting to hide the child away from the horrors of the world just like her parents should have done... And with that thought in her mind she quickly shoved it away, her attention fully focused on stabbing the dirt, pulling it up, cutting any stray roots, then repeating the process...
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Postby Lysaea Frostfawn on March 8th, 2014, 10:59 am

Lysa heard the small girl start to whisper from her and watched her point out the dimensions. Smiling kindly at her, she quietly whispered a soft "Thanks," back to the girl. She seemed like a nice girl so far. About to return her attention to digging, she then heard Caelum begin to say exactly what they were doing and immediately paid attention. Inwardly breathing a quick sigh of relief that she was meant to dig, she allowed an almost unnoticeable smile of satisfaction touch her face.

Picking up the shovel, she started to dig out dirt although still listening to the Ethaeful. She'd better keep in mind to not touch the dangerous ones with her awful lack of knowledge in gardening. Pausing in the middle of flicking dirt out of the hole, she shook her head in response to his question before resuming herself to rid the dirt. Digging holes was easy enough.

Finishing one hole, she stood up for a second and stretched her back, pushing out a strand of hair from her eyes. Staying that way for a while, she overheard the Konti's and the other girl's, whom she just noticed, conversation. She had heard of the bug but she luckily managed to avoid catching it as she hadn't gone out on that day.

As she saw their interchange, she gave a slight sad smile before returning to digging holes in the sun. She didn't particularly like the fact she didn't really know anyone or was even able to have a friendly chat to anyone. She knew it was to her own merit she was in a somewhat isolated situation but she couldn't bring herself to change that fact.
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Postby Orabelle Deepseeker on March 8th, 2014, 12:24 pm

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OOCWaaay too many adults, I thought I should pop in and give Lillian someone she could talk too! :p


She's been trying. Wysar, Akaija and Laviku knows she's been trying. Non-stop and yet she has felt no different since the masquerade. Not a bit moody or just slightly sick. Nothing. This might sound a bit off but Orabelle was kind of upset about it too. Was there something wrong with her? She prayed to the gods that nothing was wrong with her. So far, she's healthy and fit to carry a child, yet nothing has happened yet. Her hope was kind of gone at this point and she's starting to care less about it just to keep herself from falling into depression.


She didn't even want to speak to Anir, trying to avoid any conversation about it, and although she's heading to the sanctuary where he'll most likely be, training Kavala, she'd still ignore him and not even think of bringing the subject up.


Orabelle was coming to help Reven out. The kelvic was probably having the hardest time working at the Red Diamond Fashions for belles then returning to the sanctuary to keep her sharing.


Slowly, Orabelle approached the gates and beside her Chela Marie. The small ephyrian mix wanted to play with the dogs and try to see the horses. She was determine to see the horses.

Chela's thick curly hair was out and down, passed her lower back. There was a lot going on with her this spring. She grew a half an inch and her light brown hair was getting longer. Not to mention her blue eyes seem to change shades of blue.

"Auntie Belle, can we see the foals?" Chela asked with a grin. She knew what was up. Probably making her way through every conversation Orabelle's ever had and listening to everything she's ever said."I'm really good with babies. Doesn't matter what kind of baby it is. Baby dog, baby horse, baby duck, baby akalak."

"Hush." Orabelle warned her in a soft tone. They were beginning to enter the gate. Took a stroll around just to find a few familiar faces."Hello!" She called to the group of people.
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Postby Bryce Thomson on March 8th, 2014, 8:04 pm

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Bryce cocked an eyebrow "An Konti thing? Well that ain't of my business then but it sounds useful" He replied matching her smile before turning back down to his patch of soil as he wandered off to care for her friend, the process was simple enough and allowed his mind to wander. Break the soil, turn it over, and dig the hole. He began to whistle a merry tune as he worked, before pausing to listen to watch Caelum had to say.

Bryce was parched, that was certainly true. The run had left his throat dry and his body dehydrated yet he hadn't even noticed it. "Thanks mate" He said, standing up from the ground as he wiped his muddy hands on his trousers, leaving muddy smears along them as he walked over towards the cans, nodding at the new person who had arrived with a little child in tow "Hi there, name's Bryce before you ask" He said with a cheeky grin and wink, before giving the kid little a wave "It's all hands on deck around here it seems" He explained before moving on with a chuckle.

He bent down to can and dipped his hands into the cool, clean water before bringing up a handful to his lips and slurped from it. "Ahh, always hits the spot." He said mostly too himself as he took another long gulp from his still pretty dirty hands but that didn't faze him on bit. He stood back up, now considerably refreshed and cooled down he joined back in, this time taking spot next to the rather cold, lonesome young woman.

Break the soil, turn it over, and dig the hole, he reminded himself as he knelt next to her. "So... What can ya tell me about this place, it's a pretty weird setup you guys have got goin' on."

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Postby Caelum on June 17th, 2014, 12:10 am

OOC :
Hi, ya'll. :) Please forgive the delay. I've been out on what amounts to a medical hiatus. It looks like this has burned down to possibly Caelum (+ Lillian), Lyn'nice, Lysa, and Orabelle (+ Chela Marie). Who wants to continue? I do! Any and all feel free to carry on. There is no more standard posting order and those who are no longer active we will simply excuse from the scene. I'm going to fast forward a touch in order to smooth that process.



The sun had ascended to the center of the spring paled sky. It gloried in its ethaefal toiling beneath it, stripped down to a sleeveless undershirt and plain brown trousers as he hauled plant after plant into rows. Their order and organization was very important and any of his helpers who showed an interest in learning how to better identify the plants -- one of the foremost branches of herbalism -- was welcomed into casual lessons. Caelum flipped over leaves to display their undercarriages and pointed out the strange or orderly patterns of petals and coloring, root formations and height. Clean sweat dripped down between his shoulderblades and from his temple, dampening sunbright hair.

Eventually, all of the plants were arranged in their order and Caelum stood hipshot, taking a breather, with a notebook and a pen as he drew graphs and lists to delineate and identify the location of every single precious herb in the garden. He used the edge of a bridle tool in order to create the straight lines, the thick paper pressing hard against the top of an overturned crate. The plants were divided up by what soil would best suit them thanks to Lyn'nice's incredibly handy konti gift, but that also prevented some more strict divisions between medicinal uses and potentially poisonous properties. Things such as full sun, partial sun, and shade also had to be taken into account as the physician notated every single one, referring not to just to the arrangement of plants sprawled out before him but also to his garden blueprints drawn up over the course of the past couple of days.

As he did this, he asked his various helpers to begin the actual planting of the common herbs into the dug holes. He showed those who needed instruction how to gentle loosen the root balls and to add to the hole a shovel full of Sanctuary compost created from kitchen leftovers such as vegetable ends, egg shells, and -- of course -- horse manure.

Throughout all of this, Lillian ran up down the rows with Chela Marie (clearly her new best friend) and the girls managed to assist people with things almost as much as they made trouble.
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Postby Ragdoll on September 10th, 2014, 5:20 pm

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Fur your hard work...


Bryce and Orabelle, if you return and want your portion graded, please PM me and I'll be more than happy to do so.

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  • Small Children: Not to be Trusted with Rare Herbs

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Always fun to read your threads! Lillian is adorable.


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  • Caelum: He's the Horny Guy

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I would've loved to give you more, but Lyn'nice didn't do any actual gardening in this thread. Ah well.


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  • The Right Way to Dig a Hole

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Nothing quite as bad as a stomach bug. Write more soon! We miss you!


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  • Caelum: Has a Daughter, Lillian
  • Lyn'nice: Dirt Seer
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Poor Lysa needs to socialize more! She could use a hug, I think.




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