Little__Lady

The Sheriff Anne reads over to missive as her dear Thain shows it off, "Oh tha's ra'her odd... oi never heard bou' all this." The lass then gives a little yawn, "Well oi hope teh 'ave fun and don't fall in wi'h teh wrong kindeh people or 'ave teh village jus' become eh village of little humans running bou'."

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Anne sits alone at her desk in the office of the Shrimp as it sways on the sea; the sounds of the twilight play a somber lullaby in the lasses ears as she scratches out a letter. Salty tears soak into the parchment while the lass wipes away at her runny nose. Finally, her work is done, and with a shaking hand, the lass passes the parchment over to a bronze rat. The critter takes the parchment and scuttles off into the night. As the sunrises, each remaining crew member would find a note resting on top of their chest when they awake. 

"To my dear crew,
     I am incredibly sorry for what you all went through. I never foresaw us to come across such a foul beast, and never in a million years would I have expected it to take so many of us. You all did so well, and I will say this before I overlook it; this was none of your fault. You did your jobs, and you made it home. I know we lost many, some of which were my closest friends since childhood, and I have spent the past few days reconsidering if we should even sail the ship once more, but I have come to my conclusion. We will sail once more.
    I know that some of you might not wish to take up arms and storm the sea with me ever again and believe me, I understand and will never hold it against you. If you wish to leave the crew, you have a month until we will travel out to get your things and move on. If you choose to do this now, you will always be welcomed back on the Shrimp, as once you are part of the crew, the crew will always be part of you. Though if you decide to stay ready yourself, we will be sailing the sea once more in a mouths time. We will sail in honor of our friends lost too soon to the sea and her cruel waves."

 
At the bottom of the letter rests the Rat Queen's seal.

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A sand-covered rat totters up to each crew member of the remarkable ship known as the Spicy Shrimp. The rat lay down a note at the feet of each person before waddling away. Upon opening the note, the crew would find it to read as follows.

"To my dear crew,

   It is time for us to set sail! Pack up your bag, gather your food, and ready your sea legs! We will be setting sail out on our first ride across the grand mistress that is the deep blue sea in the coming day.

  Now keep in mind, my dears, that this is our first trip out on the sea as a group, so I ask you all to be kind and patient with one another, for you never know what you will come across on the sea. At any moment, you could find yourself in the grips of a cannon fight with some living dead or wrapped up in the tentacle of a magnificent squid.

  Now for the logistics of our little trip, we will be heading out at the same time the sunrises and then taking a simple trip out into the deep waters of the ocean and anchoring down there for a few hours before heading back home. Truly simple, so there's absolutely nothing to worry about. 

  Now get ready and stop wasting time!"

At the bottom of the letter rests the Rat Queen's seal.

[OOC: Meet at the Shrimp @ 5EST 5/9. This event will have a good bit of CRP, so be ready for that and make sure to have any items you want to use taken out of the chest on the ship and in your inventory.]

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A soggy coffee-colored rat totters up to each crew member of the tremendous and extraordinary ship known as the Spicy Shrimp. The rat lay down a note at the feet of each person before waddling away. Upon opening the note, the crew would find it to read as follows.

"To my dear crew,

    As many of you know, we were traveling out on our first sea-faring trip in the coming days. However, my precious crew, your remarkably knowledgeable quartermaster, got food poisoning from devouring ALL of my rats' treats. And it is because of this; we will have to push back the trip till he is feeling well enough to traverse the sea with us. 
    But have no fear, my fabulous crew, I will be holding a Shrimp Drinking Night in place of the trip. Feel free to bring any food or booze you want to share with the crew. I will be making an extraordinary meal for you all. And I swear to you, my cooking for people is immensely better than that of my rat teat making. And who knows, mayhaps Monkey might even feel good enough to do some of his flashy drug magic!
    We look forward to seeing you all there!" 

At the bottom of the letter rests the Rat Queen's seal.

[OOC: 5EST 5/4]

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[!] Brown and black rats run around from city to city, dropping off handwritten notes in front of anyone they can find. 

Today is the day, my friends! Come to the village of Bramblebury and join the crew of the Spice Shrimp. We have many jobs on our crew open and beds for the first few that join! Get ready to set sail and start a grand adventure!

[!] At the bottom of the page drawn in black ink is the insignia of the Rat Queen.

[OOC: 4pm EST 4/12]
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Anne's eyes flicker over the paper as a small smile makes its way onto her face, "Well et's rather sad teh see her s'ep down wi'hou' eh figh' oi guess oi unders'and why she's doin' et. Bu' none teh less, thank yeh Memaw fur all yeh work and if oi deh take yeh place oi'll hope teh deh jus' as good eh job as yeh did." The lass the turns on her heals and walks off a few rats moving along with her.

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[!] Small rats run around, dropping off handwritten notes.

To the many people and other alive-ish things of Almaris, I would like to extend to you an offer of adventure and freedom and life on the sea. Hidden away in Bramblebury, there sits a ship that has sat dormant on the sea unused and untouched until today. I, Anne Gardner of the Cottonwood clan, Warden of The Sea, and Rat Queen, am stepping up to take my rightful places as the Spice Shrimp's Captain. My father, Taurin Gardner, was the last captain of the ship, and in his final note to me, he gave me the ship. And now, my many friends with the ship cleaned up and fixed; I am searching for a crew. I have no requirements of my crew beyond a willingness to work and a love of the sea. Please send me a letter if you wish to join the crew and sail the sea. In a few days, we will have a meeting for the new crew in which I will give out jobs, and we will do training for the ship's running.

[!] At the bottom of the page drawn in black ink is the insignia of the Rat Queen.

[OOC: Little__Lady#0556 to join the Crew]
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The Ballot:
((MC Name: ))
Name: Demeter Pebblebrook

Vote for Elder:

James Peregrin ()

Greta Goodbarrel (x)
Filibert Applefoot ()
Jordan Applebottom ()
Winter May Gardner (xx)

[!] A note is pinned to the notice board of the village!

"I, Anne Gardner of clan Cottonwood, Warden of the Sea, Captain of the Spicy Shrimp, am writing this as a formal challenge to the current sheriff, Meemaw for her position. Meemaw, I have nothing against you, and you have been an outstanding sheriff, but I feel it is about time someone younger takes over keeping the village safe. I wish to be that someone, as I have a deep love for this village's people, and a genuine want to keep my kin safe. 

Thank you all, Anne."

(TLDR: Challenging you nerdy lol <3)

Minecraft Username: Little__Lady
Roleplay Name: Anne 
Race: Halfling
Timezone: CST

The wee lass once know as Anne sits on her fathers ship, her many rat running round making the place home, as she reads the paper aloud, “Awe he wrote bou’ meh, oi’ll ‘ave teh ge’ some’hin’ teh day thank yeh.” The lass chuckles a little as she folds the paper back up and gets up going back to work.

Anthea rubs her eyes having woken up in the Gardner burrow that morning the lass simply picks the paper up from one of the close by tables, “Oh..well at least some people had fun at the festival I planned..I wonder if Winter has seen this?” The wee lass wanders off to find her friend.

Anne joins the Warden Order!

[!] A note is pinned to the Bramblebury Noticeboard and delivered to all of Anne's many friends by small rats!

~In image of the ship Anne Captains~

Anne Cottonwood-Gardner, Rat Queen of Bramblebury and Captain of the Spicy Shrimp, is being sworn in as the first of the new line of Wardens Protectors of the Realm. If you wish to be there to support the wee lass on this great day, for which she has worked for over many year, make you're way to Bramblebury to the Hall of the Wardens on the 16th at sundown. 

((5:00PM EST, Saturday the 13th of February, 2021))

Anne smiles as she runs past the paper stoping only a second to mutter, "Oi guess oi bet'er go ask Roll teh go wi'h meh" The wee lass chuckles before running off to find her battle buddy.

Antheia looks up from her flowers as she smile, "Oh I just can't wait, I hope everyone loves all the work me and Winter have put into this!" The woman sighs once move before going back to her work to ready for the The First Ever Doublesweet Festival.

Anne reads over the note from high up in her tree a deep set frown making it's way onto the wee girls face, "Wha' is this...wha' 'ave weh become tha' people are goin' teh beh killed..." The wee girl would hold the paper close to her chest as she cries, "Oi don' wan' te-teh die! Oi jus' wanted teh keep people safe from bad guys!"

Anne reads over the note from her home in the trees, “Wha’ is goin’ on over there..oi guess oi lef’ jus’ in time, bu’ gosh the poor people.” The wee lass would jump down from her tree walking off to find Monkey.

Anne sits down on the grass in field she had been training in to read over the long paper a rat had dropped off to her, "So meh ma is unfi' and oi'm goin' teh hell, fun....welp, fock meh ten." The wee lass would stand up dusting of her clothing, "If oi pray ten eh diffren' god yeh think Knox will leave meh alone Sunshine?"  The girl would ask her little rat friend.

You know what to do 

make bread bread

Quickly skims over the note nodding as she reads it over, "Glad he sees wha' oi 'ave know since teh day oi punched teh pumpkin' fock in teh face." The young lass quickly makes her way back to the village to have a little chat with her friend.

MC Name:

         Little__Lady

Character's Name:

         Arue

Character's Age:

         100

Character's Original Race (N/A if not applicable):

         Wood elf

Transformed form:

       Revenant

Creator's MC Name:

         N/A

Creator's RP Name:

         N/A

Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

Phantoms are the souls of the lifeless returning to the mortal plane. They are people that have died a returned from the Elysian Wastes. The Elysian Wastes are the first location soul finds itself. It is like a bridge between the mortal realm and the Soul stream and a place where they can watch the mortal realm as bystanders. Those who are too connected to the mortal world will remain here, becoming a stagnant spirit. When souls do let go of their earthly burdens, they journey into the Soul Stream. And from there, they will be despatched to their religion’s heaven. However, some are not that fortunate and fall to a hell.

Some souls no longer desire to go to Soul Stream and rather venture back into the mortal plane; this might be via willpower, trauma, or feeling like they have some unfinished business. Once coming back, some will recognize they have died, causing them to turn into a white or black ghost, as a sign they have accepted their fate. However, some might never do this and will remain in the realm as a Graven.

Souls that make their way back into the mortal plane will take on a body of Ectoplasm. Ectoplasm itself has several manifestations that can and will be influenced by the soul that controls it. Most often, taking on bodily features the controlling soul desires. So it could appear like dense gas, goo, or even fire. Ectoplasm is not a worldly object and consequently does not have any natural interactions with the mortal plane. It takes effort for a Phantom to move a rock, unlike how the living can easily. Additionally, weapons will bypass thru Ectoplasm, and Ectoplasm can sometimes not be seen at all.

As they lack mortal bodies, Phantoms would not need to do worldly things like sleeping, drinking, eating, or exercising. They also do not bleed, and any non-fatal damage will have little to no impact on them. The speed of regeneration will fluctuate based on how nasty the wound was. So a small cut will heal far faster than a stab to the leg.

Phantoms go through burden to return to the mortal plane, as without it, they would have no reason to return to the mortal realm. Phantoms often go through things such as PTSD, Depression, etc. Thought like living the extremes to which one would suffer is variable. Phantoms are not tied to a single disorder; however, more significant issues will, in the end, lead to being a Poltergeist, and less significant or even just one issue will lead to one becoming a Specter.

Specter: This is what Phantoms who positively receive their loss of life can become. Specters commonly have the least emotional baggage.

Graven: A being that chooses to brush aside their death and stay in the land of the living to complete a singular goal or task. Gravens have a medium quantity of emotional baggage.

Poltergeist: Those angry at their death and thought who refuse to receive it turn out to be a Poltergeist. These creatures suffer greatly from more than one disorder and will have the most emotional baggage by far. 

Some Phantoms might change their polarity as they spend time in the living land. This can happen for many reasons; for example, an old friend passes on, and they wish to join their friend in the afterlife, so they would change from a Graven into a Specter. Or if you complete one of the takes you have come back for but are still not done, you could go from a Poltergeist to a Graven. These changes can happen slowly over time or suddenly, depending on the situation.

Phantoms have several weaknesses; daylight thought not killing them will give them a very bad sunburn. They additionally are susceptible to Aurum, a mineral that can degrade Ectoplasm. This means that an Aurum stick could be deadly to a Phantom; also, if someone were to get a line of Aurum and lay it in a circle around the Phantom like a person would do with sault and a snail, they could trap the Phantom in said circle. Also, Voidal magic are a weak point for Phantoms, as Mana, like Aurum, react with Ectoplasm as if it were a fabric or other such object. 

As a final note, if Aurum or voidal magic are used to land the final blow on a Phantoms, it will force them to demanifest. This means that the soul would be temporarily banished from the realm so that they can reform an endoplasmic host. Once that is done, a soul will be chucked into the mortal realm somewhere. Thought as an important note, if a Phantom is killed many times in this manner, the soul would no longer be able to regenerate a host. Meaning that the soul would be trapped in Elysian Waste and unable to return to the land of the living.

She would appear to be a completely gray colored wood elf covered in old blood stoked robes, a stab wound could be seen in the left side of her neck and her right ear would have been clipped off. Her clothing would stick to the same gray as the rest of her as I have often seen with other phantoms. 

If this construct or creature has some form of aesthetic choice, can you describe how they look? 

She would appear to be a completely gray colored wood elf covered in old blood stoked robes, a stab wound could be seen in the left side of her neck and her right ear would have been clipped off. Her clothing would stick to the same gray as the rest of her.

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         N/A

Do you agree to keep Story writers updated on the status of your magic app?:

         yes

Do you understand that if this creature's lore is undergoing an activity trial and that trial fails, you will no longer be able to play this creature and will be forced to either revert the character back to its normal form (if it was a transformative type) or stop playing the character entirely (if it is an entirely new creature)?:

         I understand

Memey RP or using this CA for subpar villain/bandit RP can lead to your app being denied, even after acceptance. Please put "I understand" as your response once you have read this part and understand the consequences.

         I understand

Have you applied for this creature on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

         no

Gift Slip
Username: Little__Lady

Name: Anne II Gardner

Anne II reads over the notice bored and chuckles, “Teh pumpkin focks ‘aven problems wi’h his people eh, servers him righ’” 

Demeter reads over the poster with a soft chuckle, "gosh I feel old as dirt. Good luck with love lad, good luck indeed." 

Out of Character

Username: Little__Lady

Discord: Little__Lady#0556

In Character

Full Name: Demeter Pebblebrook

Race: halfling

Age: 52 ish

Job / Occupation: Doctor and Teacher 

[!] A notice is pinned to the village board

"My dear friends, the first class of the Turnip School of Learning we be held today in the schoolyard! Our very own Turnip Ratfoot will teach the class, and he will be teaching a little introductory session about orcs, their religion, beliefs, customs, and more! So stop by when the sun starts to set to learn a little bit more about the people not too far down the cobbled path!" 

Signed, Demeter Pebblebrook

[!] A small painting of the Turnip School of Learning is pinned to the board under the notice