As Olivier watched the people, the strangers, that exited the shop, he knew that this wasn't going to be the last time that he will encounter them. Granted he was the apothecary, people were always visiting him, however, this group was going to be a significant one it seems.
He suppressed a...
Oh my goodness... Olivier put a hand to his forehead as he glared in the direction of the shouting from outside his shop, and then the tea kettle was whistling from the kitchen in the back. It was all giving him a headache. He rushed to the kitchen, quickly got it off the fire and poured a cup...
Olivier put the tea kettle filled with water and the butterbur leaves inside over the fire he started. "Olivier? You do understand you have loyal customers out here waiting?" He heard a familiar voice call out, of a man he would call ally. If it was another stranger that entered, Olivier would...
A small smirk ran across Olivier's lips for a brief moment as he watched the woman pick up a piece of asafoetida, which in turn caused her to sneeze. Though he kept his distance from her, when she turned to look at him, he saw that she was also beautiful with her eyes of icy silver and long...
A soft groan left Olivier as he almost reached the top landing of the stairs when he heard the bell above the door ring and a woman's voice. The Gods must hate me for I have forgotten to lock the most important of doors... He thought disgruntledly, the thought of a nap seemed more appealing by...
Olivier wiped the sweat off from his brow with his forearm. He had worked well off through the night once again and hadn't really stopped for breaks after a long day of looking after the apothecary shop and filling of the villagers' prescriptions and helping with their ailments. He was so close...
Hello there, stranger! I just thought I'd leave this here if anyone would be interested in doing one of the following parings or plots or whatever suggestion or plot you have that I might like.
But before we get to any of that....
Mari slowly put down her spoon, having fully lost her appetite when Helen mentioned the lack of food in the kitchen in her conversation with Julian. It hasn't been that long since Malcof passed and things seemed to be going down the tubes. The eldest siblings in the house didn't seem to be...
Mari was sitting at the table with her hybrid siblings. Siblings seemed like an appropriate term since she had lived with them since as far back as she could remember in this house with her father, Malcof. Well, she saw him more as her creator for she had a bit of hidden resentment, especially...
Name:
Maria Oleander
Age:
17
Human or Hybrid:
Some sort of bird.
Appearance:
Personality:
Mari is the wallflower of the group, awkward and misunderstood, though she's nice to others. She rather do solitary activities than join in with the group, though when she's off on her own, she...