24 Apr 2020, 11:19
Moonlighting Escapade
The warm orange glow of the sun lulling in the horizon was fading into twilight. Save for the occasional dusks when S.W.A.G games were held, Aurelia rarely wandered from the safety of the castle at this time of day. Ever since the kidnapping incident that happed adjacent to the last blossom ball a year ago, Aurelia never dared venture close to the campgrounds. Today was the exception, she was on an investigation, a hunt for the truth and potential monsters. With the annual blossomfest nearing, this one hosted by students, Aurelia was yearning to get down to the motives of the attempted kidnapping a year ago.
As an ex-journalist for the headliner, Aurelia was once again on an investigation. The events were all linked some way. The attempted kidnapping in the campgrounds, the disastrous masquerade - and aurelia was not referring to the dhampir skirmish - which a daily prophet issue had written on about another attempted kidnapping by half-giants that were said to have met their demise that evening, reliable rumours about the Hufflepuff professors lured into a hag encounter adjacent to the masquerade. Those were the dots that connected throughout the month, but Aurelia was no Ravenclaw, she was not smart enough to dish out theories and so, she had mustered her courage to make a trip down to the very place she had fell victim to a pair of kidnappers.
It was no guarantee that the fourteen-year-old would find much. Despite being a monster hunter, if anything, her skill was only at an intermediate level, a skillset nowhere near the capability of defending off a hag. Astrehilde, her grandmother and monster hunting superior and mentor, had once told her what to do if she ever saw a hag: run. She desperately hoped not. The campgrounds was eerie, the cabins likely untouched since the summer camp during her first year. Aurelia navigaed her way to the very location where she and the tiny Hufflepuff, Mari encountered thier kindappers. This would be where she would start her search.
"Lumos," the third year would mutter, a bright light glimmering from the tip of her wand as the word left her lips. A black, oddly shaped solid object on the ground a few feet away caught her sight. Her footwear, the pair of heels which she had worn to the ball and used as projectiles to fend of the kidnappers. A small amused laugh escaped her lips at the sight of her long lost footwear. For a pair of shoes, they were absurdly priced, but nothing short of what her pureblood family could afford.
As an ex-journalist for the headliner, Aurelia was once again on an investigation. The events were all linked some way. The attempted kidnapping in the campgrounds, the disastrous masquerade - and aurelia was not referring to the dhampir skirmish - which a daily prophet issue had written on about another attempted kidnapping by half-giants that were said to have met their demise that evening, reliable rumours about the Hufflepuff professors lured into a hag encounter adjacent to the masquerade. Those were the dots that connected throughout the month, but Aurelia was no Ravenclaw, she was not smart enough to dish out theories and so, she had mustered her courage to make a trip down to the very place she had fell victim to a pair of kidnappers.
It was no guarantee that the fourteen-year-old would find much. Despite being a monster hunter, if anything, her skill was only at an intermediate level, a skillset nowhere near the capability of defending off a hag. Astrehilde, her grandmother and monster hunting superior and mentor, had once told her what to do if she ever saw a hag: run. She desperately hoped not. The campgrounds was eerie, the cabins likely untouched since the summer camp during her first year. Aurelia navigaed her way to the very location where she and the tiny Hufflepuff, Mari encountered thier kindappers. This would be where she would start her search.
"Lumos," the third year would mutter, a bright light glimmering from the tip of her wand as the word left her lips. A black, oddly shaped solid object on the ground a few feet away caught her sight. Her footwear, the pair of heels which she had worn to the ball and used as projectiles to fend of the kidnappers. A small amused laugh escaped her lips at the sight of her long lost footwear. For a pair of shoes, they were absurdly priced, but nothing short of what her pureblood family could afford.
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“One can never be too careful,” STM — 5 | EVA — 19 | STR — 5 | WSD — 12 | ARC — 5 | ACC — 9 |
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28 Apr 2020, 23:19
Moonlighting Escapade
Interacting with @Aurelia Notrésvace
The sun on the horizon was turning in for the night as Percy walked down the path towards the camp grounds, a cold breeze beginning to bite away at his pale face. It was unusual for him to venture as far as the camping grounds for a walk, but after the recent events a long walk was greatly needed to think over a few things. He slowly placed his hands inside of his robe pockets and continued along the path, thinking deeply about what happened at the house. His father still hadn't revealed any more information regarding the home invasion, but was sure to tell him about their convictions. The group were lucky not to get worse treatment considering their actions, if his father was there instead, who knows what would of happened to them. Good fortune seemed to favour them, since Axel was the one that halted their scheme.
The family butler was still somewhat of a mystery to Percy, not because he was newly hired, but due to his age and skill. Axel was quite talented in duels, and could almost match his father if they ever decided to go at it. In addition to this, most butlers would be older, not a young man in the prime of his life. However, that mystery would have have to be left for another time.
His thoughts would soon be interrupted by the sight of the campgrounds, which lay cold and desolate around this time of the year. If anyone was here, they were probably up to something no good. Percy wondered through the camp and shivered slightly from how cold the air had become, it was clear the sun had finally left his presence for now. Although, something else would be. When he was about to walk past one of the cabins something that sounded like a whisper was heard, before a bright light flooded from behind the structure. Percy snapped his head to the left and slowly walked along the wooden wall towards the figure, who seemed to be examining an object shaped like a shoe in her hand. He placed his hands back into the Slytherin robes and stood a few feet behind her, his eyes looking at the expensive looking shoe "So, what's a girl and a shoe doing all the way out here?" questioned the boy who was curious to know her reason "Not many people venture down here at this time"
“This is only a foretaste of what is to come, and only the shadow of what is going to be.”
Stamina: 9 / Evasion: 10 / Strength: 9/ Wisdom: 7 / Arcane Power: 7 / Accuracy: 11