[SP-F1] Earning a Living. Potions Galore!

[Quick Silver 0]

The day was early, as the sun was rising over the tree tops, the brush of wind made the tree's dance, and the grass. The flutter of leaves and feathers as birds flew through the sky. The drip of morning dew cascaded the grass blades, and dripped, giving the surrounding area a more celestial glow as the sun trickled through the leaves. The slivers of light now hitting the town, the place where all player, of all shapes and sizes resided, of all levels, and types, the sunlight seeping into the walls made the figure with white hair that held a aura of silver to it. He was huddling in the alleyway as he had no Col for the Inn, and made sure he was hidden from players that might cause him harm. And with his body finally moving, he got up and brushed off the morning dew that clinged to the fabric upon his form, and began walking out into the plaza. The same plaza that held the opening, he looked up, the clouds made the sky littered with a foggy like veil, "Ugh, it's so grey, and unattractive." He spoke, his deep mellow tones voice rang through the air, the words he spoke were clear as the color of his clothing. The white colors his clothing held were the one thing that made him stand out, a white jacket like the one in his real like, but less fancier.

 

A pair of normal white gloves, his white pants, and boots, all was just normal clothing any player would have, but at least he got the jacket and was able to make it white. With his hand now rubbing his chin, he looked around, and tried to figure out what to do this moment, when he heard a deeper voice bellowing out as players like him began to pour out of the Inns. The young man, with tan peach skin looked to his left, and saw a taller man, with a bushy beard, and funny mustache, *Thats a handlebar mustache, how silly.* He thought to himself and gave a little chuckle, and began walking to the large man, one who had a more pronounce body form than himself, with the silver white haired boy with two long ponytails reaching to the back of his knees. He finally reached the tall grizzly looking man, and this must have made the NPC's programming activate. The next thing he heard was the mans deep rugged voice, ~Hello there laddie, what can good ol Fergus go for ye?~ The boy was somewhat surprised, and he rubbed his head, "Uhh... well for starters, whatcha spouting about here?" He said as his own deeps voice rang in the wind, and the NPC named Fergus chuckled. ~MIghty fine voice you ave there son, so you wish to learn about te profession eh?~ ~Well if your interested in em, allow me to enlighten you there laddie.~ He said and with the NPC telling the boy the basics, the names of each profession, and there main roles, the boy rubbed his chin. As a few players came walking in and listening like him, as Fergus spoke the information off as it was a poem.

 

And when the grizzly looking man finished up, he spoke once more, ~So tell me then laddie, what will it be?~ He asked him, and without hesitation, the boy spoke, "Well gods, they all sound so wonderful, can't I be them all? "Hehe, I think the Alchemist is something I might like, tell now, where do I go after this?" He asked as Fergus chuckled, ~You got abit of a funny bone there laddie, go and gather these materials in the field, shouldn't be hard, and take them to my wife Elanor up the street there, tell her ol Fergus sent ye.~ He said writing some info on a sheet of paper and giving it to the boy as he smiled, "Thanks Fergus, the names Quick Silver, and like my name, I will be out of here real quick, you enjoy your day there good sir." He said, as his voice made a few other players look at him, but like his name stated he was away from the group like a silvery white flash. His boots clomping on the cobblestone road, as this was now the start Quick Silver had to make some Col and had a stable life in this place. With a glance at the paper, showed he had three things to get, and they looked easy enough to obtain, with the paper now sliding into the pocket of his white pants, Quick Silver began his way into the art of Alchemy.

 

-Fergus's Instructions-

Laddie gather these three materials and get two of each.

 

2 Broc Flowers

2 Canis Root

2 Dragon Tongue

 

-Mission objective-

Gather 6 materials stated in the instructions.

[Quick Silver 0]

With the sound of the wind breaking through the tree's, Quick Silver made his way from the town into the field very quickly, as he now roamed the area in search for his materials. The smell of the morning dew was still present in the grass. And gave off a subtle scent of honeydew, and various other scents not to familiar to be described, but the slight glow was nice and made Quick Silver feel comfortable. The brush of each boot made the water snap off the blades of grass, and cover his boots and pant legs in the damp liquid that resided on the green blades. The journey of the six materials was the main task at hand, and Quick Silver had little time to figure out where they would be at. He stopped and looked down, placing his index finger upon the dip in his chin, that his bottom lip had, and his thumb under his chin. Clamping down and his hazel golden eyes being shielded by his eye lids, he pondered, "Hmm... where would I find these materials... only the gods would know." He stood there, lost in thought, when a cool breeze snapped him back into reality, "Wha... gods, I was day dreaming again, this is rather annoying, where are these materials at... guess I should have asked, but wheres the fun in that?"

 

"There's no adventure if I know where to go, an adventure is something you know nothing about, until it hits you like a train wreck, off to find the six materials!" He shouted and then began his walk, that quickly turned into a jog, then finally a full out sprint, he was determined to find the materials, even if he spent all day, the wind making his twin ponytails flutter behind him. His spiky white hair, holding the few spikes of his layered and sheared hair, something he got while in Japan, it was a nice hair style, much easier to handle than his hair before. It was all so difficult to handle, all of his hair was to his knees, and was girly in nature, a head full of knee long silver like hair, but now, his new hair was more manageable, and still retained some of the length. With his sights on the future and his destination ahead, he looked around for his chance to spot anything, at lease something to aid him in finding something.

 

Edit. And with Quick Silvers eyes gazing over everything, he found nothing that would aid him, he sighed, and began walking again, as he looked around, hoping to find something that might help him. Anything was what he was looking for, at least the slightest clue might point him in the right direction to finding his six materials, or even the first two on his list, the Canis Roots.

 

LD: 14 (Failed to spot anything of importance)

ID: 12437