[Log] A sort of magic... do you want it?

[thequestgiver]

Characters: The Magic Peddler
Open? Yes~
Where: Everywhere~
When: All day the 15th of Rebirth's Decline.
What: The Magic Peddler is out selling his wares. What plot significant magical and cursed little doodad will your character acquire?

He's a slightly wizened old man; the large pack on his back has bent him over the years and his long grey beard looks to have not seen much of a comb in years. Yet he is clean, his brown tunic studded with light green tile that look like faded lily pads drifting in a muddied swamp, washed out from sun and wash. The charms hanging from the gold bands adorning his arms glitter, polished white and smooth as they clink together with every step.

There's something about him that draws the curiosity. The hopeful, the unguarded, the ambitious, those who have much to gain, those who have little to lose. He has something for them all, hidden treasures none have ever unearthed before. What is waiting for you, inside his pack?


[[OoC: All items from the Magic Peddler are two fold in nature, often cursed as well as blessed, and can often be lurking plot devices. If you have a specific sort of object you'd like your character to get, PM or stick it in your reply!]]

Comments

[tenuefarfalla]

He put Cho in mind of a turtle. He didn't look like he should be able to shoulder his huge burden. Enough so that she felt she had to ask, "Do you need help?" She probably didn't look like she could actually help, especially dressed the way she was. But she could shift the weight and make it easier for him to handle.

Know what you want her to get?

[thequestgiver]

The old man turned, giving her a kindly smile. "Thank you for your kindness, young lady, but this is a burden that I carry as if it were my own soul. I would not wish to be parted from either of them."

not particularly

[tenuefarfalla]

She nodded, but she still felt compelled to offer. "I could shift the balance of the weight?" She wondered if he'd even know what that meant. No one here seemed to understand magic in the Rowan model. "I'm a Sorceress. I can place the weight under your feet so that it follows you instead of pressing down on you."

[thequestgiver]

"You misunderstand, my dear lady," the man smiled. "There is no need to change what needs no addressing. These are treasures that I have spent my life to gather and see that they return to those who are in need of them. There is no weight to that load."

ooh baby baby you know what I want >D

[bondsoflove]

He's broken, purposeless, wrong.

Restless, he leaves his room out the window. He doesn't know where he's going, what he'll do; all he knows is that existence hurts and moving makes it better. Barely.

It's an inexplicable whim that draws him to the old man. A smell, maybe? Or a glimmer in the air. He doesn't give a shit. It's something--anything--to keep his mind off his own shameful weakness and self-hatred.

[thequestgiver]

"A good day to you, young man," the man greets with a wizened smile. "You have the look of someone searching about you. Something on your mind?"

[bondsoflove]

He surveys for a moment, trying to figure out if the old man wants information from him, or something else. He doesn't trust smiles.

"Purpose," he finally answers. A reason not to fling himself off a bridge. Distraction.

[thequestgiver]

The man chuckled lightly. "Search for it long enough and it becomes it's own answer."

[folklorist]

[ And the Magic Peddler will find another potential victim buyer today as Helios walks around a bit more chipper and cheerful thanks to his recently healed arm. It's nice not being in tremendous pain and Helios likes it very much. He'll wander over at some point looking at the items with interest. ] This is a rather amazing collection you have.

Anything specific you want for him?

[thequestgiver]

[[The man grins with a touch of pride.]] The finest collection of wonders of all the lands! Is there something you have a mind for?

Not that I can think of. Surprises could be cool though. >:3

[folklorist]

[ Helios will smile back and nod as he looks over the amazing collection. ] It must have taken you quite a long time to accumulate all of these. Are all of them, ah, m-magically enhanced in some way?

[ Helios is no stranger towards enchanted objects that's for certain. ]

I will attempt to think of one! :)

[thequestgiver]

All of them, or so I'm told. I have no affinity for magic myself. In fact, you could say that I'm immune to it! [[he smiles warmly]]

[goldeneyeball]

"Hey, Grandpa!"

James had been out trying to make some sorry start at a garden with a rusted rake he'd found in the very back of his shed when he spotted a familiar old man. He threw down his tool and came stomping toward him like an angry old rag--which was what he was more or less wearing. A drab grey cloak had replaced his wizard's robes the land had stuffed him into.

God only knew what happened to them.

"I got a bone to pick with you, Methuselah!"

[thequestgiver]

The old man looked over with a cheery smile. "Ah yes, I remember you, the wizard, yes? What can I do for you today?"

[goldeneyeball]

"What you can do is tell me why that shiny whats-it you dumped on me has done nothing but collect dust!"

He didn't know what he'd really expected, and he wasn't out of any money, but he sure felt duped!

[thequestgiver]

"Ah yes, the Key, you mean? Haven't found what it opens yet, have you?"

[shadedsunlight]

The moment her ribs are healed and she's able to go out again, Ginia is out in the city to pick up gifts for Helios and Giles. The guilt over not being able to help Helios more out in the woods, and for lying to Giles weigh on her. There will be sincere apologies to come to the both of them, but she also wants to get them something else. It's not a bribe, just a reminder of how much they mean to her.

The magic peddler catches her attention, drawn over by the charms and pack full of all sorts of magical goodies and secrets. Ginia's read enough fairy tales to know to be beware of old men bearing magical items, but there's no harm in browsing, right?

((ooc; Would it be okay to get some kind of bracelet or ring that puts Ginia in a good mood while also making her more of a klepto, happy-go-lucky rogue?))

[thequestgiver]

"Greetings to you on this fine day, young lady," the man smiled pleasantly.

[[OoC: How bout a 'Collector's' charm that gives her the urge to go out hunting for shinies and gives her a big mood boost when she gets one? The downside being that she'll start wanting to go after bigger better things to get that high (like with any drug.)]]

[shadedsunlight]

Ginia smiled back and bowed her head at him. She looked over the collection of jewelry, little boxes carved out of wood, odd talismans and charms on leather cords and metal chains, and a few odd little figurines or baubles made out of glass or stone. It was a nice, odd collection.

She picked up what looked like a stone tiger (or maybe it was a lion or a pudgy wolf or a bear) and studied it carefully. Odd little piece.

[rutagraveolens]

Rue has never seen anyone like the Magic Peddler before. Items were always brought into District Eleven through tightly sealed creates surrounded by Peacekeepers and handled under careful supervision. That a man was wandering around with a bag brimming with all sorts of curiosities and with so much gold and charms dangling from his wrists was enough to draw the young child's interest instantly.

"what do you have in the bags?"

Have anything in mind you want her to get?

[thequestgiver]

"Treasures and wonders from the farthest corners of the land," the man returned with a pleasant smile. "Would you care to see them?"

Not at this point!

[rutagraveolens]

Rue nods shyly, very curious what treasures and wonders from across the land are. There was never much in District Eleven so her short time in the Capitol, scary as it was, was very eye-opening.

I feel so late to the party...*shakes fist at job*

[somewhatpointy]

That was new. Ryo was leaned up against a wall, just watching the old man pass through the town. He hadn't seen anyone quite like that before; the old dude was practically overflowing with a collection of random...well, junk. At least, as far as Ryo could tell, it was junk. Shiny junk, but still junk.

Despite that, he was curious. He simply watched, wondering what the old guy was up to.

[Could he get something that would mess with his transformations somehow?]

No worries, I'm late too :) And sure. :)

[thequestgiver]

"Greetings to you, young man," the peddler smiled with a small wave. "What are you up to this fine day?"

Yay! :D

[somewhatpointy]

"Not a whole lot. It's been quiet." Ryo was still watching the old man curiously. "I could ask you the same thing."