Ashes, ashes||Medieval plague-RP thread||We all fall down

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    The plague is coming...


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    Symptoms
    listed in order of time;


    -Headaches
    -Chills
    -Shaking
    -Muscle cramps
    -Confusion
    -Slurred speech
    -Purple/black swelling
    -By the last day, extreme pain and seizures due to the nervous system collapsing
    -Smell of rotting flesh tends to be around the victims



    Town


    Riverford is small and cozy, thus promoting the spread of the plague. It's a farming town surrounded by rolling fields and with a forest in the distance full of wolves.


    Your average house


    Noble's house (Only one)


    Town church


    Town map




    Realism notes


    -The plague is incurable. Even modern doctors don't have a cure. Your characters WILL die.
    -Magical herbs? Not too many. Only something for maybe headaches and stuff supposed to work but doesn't.
    -This is realistic, so there aren't dragons or unicorns, but there can be knights, nobles, kings, and peasants.
    -Most peasants don't own swords. Maybe pitchforks and other farming things, but not swords.
    -Merchants and nobles live better than farmers. Farmers don't have feather beds, they have hay.
    -Ask google or me if you need help to make sure things are realistic!


    People in RP


    Fen; Katherine Smith-Female-Farmer-18
    Siloueta; Liam Johnson-Male-Farmer-26; Heather Johnson-Female-Housekeeper-18
    Thirteenmoons; Joe Richard-Male-Horse breeder-19
    Shadowhuntergirl; Shiloh Wolf-Female-Merchant-16
    Ciel; Leon Brookes-Male-Merchant-17
    Stray; Cedric Ingram-Male-Merchant-18; Elvin Ingram-Male-Merchant-18



    Have fun! I will begin;



    Liam woke up with a sharp pain in his forehead. Rubbing his head, he glanced towards the door, looking at the light seeping through it. Had he slept in? Slightly panicking, he sat up, but almost fell back as black spots danced before his eyes. Laying back down, he wondered if he was sick. He heard footsteps.


    "Finally, you're awake," Heather said quietly.
    "Why didn't you wake me up?"
    "You felt sick," she replied, "I decided to do the work myself."
    Heather twirled a hair around a finger. Why did Liam's forehead suddenly feel so hot? With a shrug, she pulled him up out of bed. "I may have let you sleep later than usual, but you still have to work."

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    Character| Liam Johnson--Blonde haired man with gray eyes. Has the plague.
    Heather Johnson--Petite, light brown haired girl with dark brown eyes.


    OOC|


    IC| Liam felt his headache increase as the bright morning sunlight hit his eyes. Holding back a groan, he followed his sister to the sheep pasture.


    Heather was concerned for her brother. He looked pale, like he hadn't gotten much sleep. Hopefully, it would wear off soon.


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    Leon sat on the floor with his knees drawn close to him and his eyes squeezed shut. His head flashed with pain and a strangled cry escaped his throat.







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    Shiloh got up early that morning.She got out of bed and dusted off her white nightgown and walked to her closet.She grabbed her baby blue dress and slipped into it,She put on a beautiful gold neckless with a gold heart locket.She got her shoes on and went and got her black stallion and put her horses bridle on and took her horse and walked out of her yard and onto the trail to go get some supplies.

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    Character| Liam Johnson--Blonde haired man with gray eyes. Has the plague.
    Heather Johnson--Petite, light brown haired girl with dark brown eyes.


    OOC| BTW, there were special doctors at the time of the plague. Look up a picture of them. Creepy.


    IC| Liam led the few sheep they owned into the pasture, laying on the cool grass once they started grazing. Why did he feel tired? He felt himself shiver, even though it wasn't cold. What was happening?


    Heather decided that she needed more cloth soon because her current dress was torn and she needed to patch it up. Walking out into the dusty sunlight, she headed towards the house of the merchant Leon. He might have what she needed.


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    Elvin & Cedric


    My Brother, My friend


    "Elvin!" it was the easy to hear very irritating shout from his brother that woke Elvin that morning. he stroked the side of his face as he looked down onto the letters and documents from the ships going across Europe. The trader in France wanted more than Elvin could give but he needed this trade. Yet this was an impossible task when your brother was Cedric Ingram, he who spends more money on alcohol and women than on the business.


    "Yes brother dear?!" Elvin shouted back as he stood from his seat and walked over to the bottle of wine on a set of draws. He began to pour it as he heard his brothers clumsy steps run down the hall to his office.
    "You must send me away across the sea?" Cedric said dramatically as he leaned on the door frame faking a distressed look
    "You look hilarious Cedric but we do not have the money to send you to Venice you know this" Elvin declined hiding the letter he was going to send to shiloh
    "Why?!" Cedric shouted




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    Shiloh was galloping down to the shops.She passed Elvin's and his brothers house but decided they most likely not awake so she just headed for the shops.She slowed when she neared the farmers market.She picked out a few fruits,vegetables and bread.she was playing with the locket on her neckless while pondering if she should get Glory her stallion a new bridle or get herself a beautiful silver bracelet with a horse charm and heart charm on it.

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    Character| Liam Johnson--Blonde haired man with gray eyes. Has the plague.
    Heather Johnson--Petite, light brown haired girl with dark brown eyes.


    OOC|


    IC| Heather knocked on the door to Leon's house, hoping that the merchant was there.


    Liam groaned as another chill racked his body.


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    Elvin & Cedric


    My Brother, My friend


    "I'm going out to get food" Elvin said as he began tying his sword to his belt and then his purse. As he went past his brother he stopped and hugged his brother kissing the top of his brothers head before leaving. He tied his cloak to himself and was about to leave when he felt his brother tug on his cloak.


    "Do you have to leave?" Cedric asked like a small child as he pulled the hood of his brothers cloak down
    "You may come if you must" Elvin sighed as he watched his brother get ready before both embarked out the house on their horses.


    Both brothers split ways Cedric was to find a new hunting hound to breed with their trusty spaniel and Elvin was buying the normal foods for a stew. Elvin came across a familiar lady he walked through the market pulling WindDodger behind him.
    "That would look grand on you Shiloh" he smiled


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    Shiloh jumped and looked at him her hand over her heart. "Evlin you gave me a fright."She said in her british accent and playfully and softly punched his shoulder "Thank you for saying that put I should get Glory his new bridle."She said paying for the bridle "So what are you doing today?"She asked putting her things into Glory's saddle bag.


    Elvin & Cedric


    My Brother, My friend


    "I apologize" he smiled "Nothing far from the normal I do have to organize for these herbs to be shipped over from Italy" He slyly payed for the bracelet and two charms as well as the few things he actually needed. Sliding the package into the saddle bag. He offered his arm to Shiloh "And you?"


    Meanwhile further down Cedric was witnessing a very detailed conversation about a illness. Finally buying the dog he went off to look for his brother.


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    Character| Liam Johnson--Blonde haired man with gray eyes. Has the plague.
    Heather Johnson--Petite, light brown haired girl with dark brown eyes.


    OOC|


    IC| Shrugging when she got no reply from Leon, she turned back down the road. Distracted, she didn't notice Cedric until she ran right into him. Stepping back, blushing furiously, she muttered a few quick apologies.


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    She smiled and hooked her arm with his "Well Im getting some food to cook for dinner tonight."She said and smiled "And of course a new bridle for glory."she said smiling."Maybe you can join me for dinner?"She asked looking up at him with her bright blue eyes.


    Elvin & Cedric


    My Brother, My friend


    Cedric took hold of the lady's arm and said softly "Are you alright?" his hair was down so his vision was a little bit clouded by it. Gypsy his horse snorted slightly, as Cedric let go of her arm and waited for her answer.


    "I was about to ask you if you would join me" Elvin laughed as he tucked a strand of her behind her ear "For I can not trust my brother to cook for the fear he will burn the house down is to great in me" he faked panic and fear as he walked with her. "Shiloh my dear you look beautiful today have I told you that yet"



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    She giggled "No you have not,But thank you."She said and kissed his cheek "So you and your brother are coming?"She asked and giggled "Spring miss him."She said refuting to her kitten that adores Cedric.


    Elvin & Cedric


    My Brother, My friend


    "Let us find my dear brother and reunite him with his lost love" Elvin laughed as he guided her through the stalls "But first we will have to take the dog he bought back to the house and I would enjoy the company back since my brother has no clue on anything"


    Craning his neck he spotted his brother and the new dog. Cedric was with a woman that was not in anyway a acquaintance of him or his brother and the fear of the illness which was travelling through Europe. Elvin became very protective quickly. "Excuse me for a second as I will not be the gentleman you think me to be" He let go of her arm and caressed her cheek as he marched over.




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    Character| Liam Johnson--Blonde haired man with gray eyes. Has the plague.
    Heather Johnson--Petite, light brown haired girl with dark brown eyes.


    OOC|


    IC| Face turning an even brighter shade of crimson, Heather quietly said, "Yes, yes, fine." Nervously, she twisted her light brown hair around one thin finger.


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    She nodded and retreaved her dear horse and waited for Evline and his brother.She started tightning Glory's bridle and saddle she sighed and watched the two carefully knowing how protective Evline can be.


    Elvin & Cedric


    My Brother, My friend


    "Of course" Cedric smiled "Please have a nice..."
    "Cedric!" Elvin shouted roughly as he gripped his brothers arm tightly "Are you alright?"
    "Brother I am fine" Cedric said back as his older brother looked him over "Come we have been asked to dinner by Shiloh"
    "Elvin I refuse that you should pull me away can you not see that I am having a conversation with someone" Cedric growled as he pulled away from Elvin with all the strength he could manage
    "Cedric, listen to me" Elvin said softly with all the care in his heart "we at a time where we must not mix with anyone put of our circles no matter who it be because of this illness"


    Cedric stayed silent as he looked at Elvin and sighed "I do not see why this illness is causing so much distress among us." he smiled at his brother as he sat in the saddle of his horse "next you'll have us running off into the middle of no where"
    Elvin threw himself onto the saddle of his horse and urged his brothers to walk ahead. "Please do not try to speak to my brother again" this was said in the cold heartlessness tone he used so often as he rode to follow his brother back to Shiloh.



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