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silentmagi · 1 month
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Rising Star
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Thank you again for all of those still with me, I hope you’re enjoying the story thus far. If you’re wanting to make suggestions for future parts of the story, please feel free to leave comments. I’d love to hear more about your thoughts! Last time, we were finding out how the information is given to Star, and the results show up that:
1 The mayor himself is more than happy to talk.
Sorry, this one got a bit long on me.
Having filled up, Star left Luna’s enchanting music behind to knock on the door to the Town Hall. The squat stone and wood building being only slightly better kept than the rest of the town. Instead of finding some bored bureaucratic servant barely awake at their post, she was greeted by the mayor himself.
“WELCOME! Welcome!” the portly man proclaimed as he opened the door and ushered her into the hall. “I’m Mayor Gregor, and welcome to Tricreek! I see your bard friend has drawn quite the crowd. Quite the crowd indeed. How wonderful!”
With a hearty laugh, he stroked the bushy white mustache that consumed the entire area of his face above his lips and going well into his rosy cheeks. “Now you must be curious about all the going ons about the town, I dare say.”
“Actually mayor, I was wondering if there were any messages from Castledale? Star Crescent would be the name they’d be under,” the poor mage student cut in gently, trying to be about her business.
“Oh of course, of course, pardon the mess, I gave the scribes a chance to go enjoy the bard, young people you know?” he chuckled as he meandered over to the shelves, and began going through one marked ‘Castledale’ above it. Pulling out a set of reading glasses he settled them on his nose and began going through the sheaf of papers. “Let’s see… No, no, notice of the college of magic being closed to new admissions temporarily due to the magic disruption, no, no, ah, here we are. A letter from the dean to you.”
Holding out the folded letter, she recognized the wax seal and took it. It was from the college, and probably important, however she felt like indulging the mayor. “Now that the official business is finished, I noticed that you have a druidic presence in town, were they a part of the founding?”
It felt odd, pushing off her duties and self-imposed quest to restore magic to learn more about a town that was so close to her goal, but she knew that her thirst for knowledge would not let her leave such a font of lore and wisdom untapped. Perhaps, there was something in the history that could guide her further in unlocking magic once again.
“Oh right you are! Sharp eyes on you, but that’s to be expected from a student of your caliber to be attending the university there with the dean’s attention on you,” the mayor praised her as he stood in front of the window, watching the bustling town center. “Oh it was many generations ago that the druids helped some farmers form the little village. Back then there was only a farmer’s market and town hall if you can believe it. We thrived due to trade, and the mill a ways up the road. That I suppose you might have visited, since you came in on their cart.”
Seeing her expression, he let out a laugh. “Oh don’t worry so much youngin’. It’s the way of the small town to know everything going on within minutes of it happening. Why I remember back in my day we knew that the old mayor was having a row with his wife before even he did! Real scrapper that woman, and their fights were the stuff of tales. Never could look at a cast iron pan the same again after their last one.”
“Was there a reason for their fights or…” she probed, curious about the nature of the fights..
The mayor let out a chuckle as he shook his head. “Oh, the usual, he was sleeping with her lover behind her back, and they hadn’t worked out the laws on multiple partners back then. There’s parts of the story that followed the fights I dare say would be topics of some books you’ve never read in the library.”
Not that she was going to correct him, but there was most certainly a very robust section of the library that she may or may not have had a browsing through between semesters.
“So, the druids?”
“Ah yes! The druids, wonderful folk. If you’re going to Castledale from here, you will pass one of their groves,” the mayor explained before tapping his chin in thought. “Yes… hmm…”
Turning back to the shelves, he began going through a drawer on the side, pulling out packages and looking them over before setting them back inside. “Perhaps you might do me a favor, young lady. It will only be an hour out of your way, and if you leave first thing in the morning, you’d be able to stay the night in the grove.”
Pulling out a rolled up piece of parchment, he peered through one end, reading the words before putting it back. “Forgive me, it has been a while, but we have some things to send to them, and have not had a chance to do so with the recent weather and loss of magic.”
“You said that it would be on our way?” she prompted watching him pull out a small tube and read the label on the side before putting it carefully back into the drawer.
“Yes, yes, quite right, a lovely grove, I took a trip there once myself, met my husband there if you would believe it. Ah!” he cheered, pulling out a scroll case with Celestial Grove on a tag on one end. “Here we are. My father-in-law is the head of the druidic order. Could you please take this to him. I’ll arrange for you and your bard friend to have a room at the inn tonight, and the finest meal on me.”
“Thank you sir, I’m honored to help you,” she offered, taking the scroll case from him. “Might you give us directions?”
“Certainly, certainly. It’s just up the main road out of town towards Castledale,” he began pointing in the direction they were heading. “There will be two trails to the right, and then one to the left marked with a flat stone shaped like a tree. Take that path and stay on it. The druids will find you long before you get to the grove and guide you the rest of the way.”
“Understood, thank you for the room and meal.”
“Of course! You are doing this town a great service,” he offered with a laugh before going into another story about the old days, never finishing his first one about the druids.
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Audio of Luca Gaudiano's haunting and beautiful debut as the Phantom in Phantom of the Opera in Milan, Italy at the afternoon performance on October 15, 2023. Full Audio to come.
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EMMA MACKEY Vanity Fair EE Rising Star pre-BAFTAs party on February 2nd 2023
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10.) Rising Star is the mother of Rainbow Pileus and her sisters. She has a deficiency which makes her feathers grow in incorrectly and so cannot fly well on most occasions. She works as an agent under Commander Hurricane.
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Victoria Monét is set to receive the Rising Star Award from Billboard!! ✨⭐️🌟⭐️✨
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silentmagi · 2 months
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Rising Star
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I want to thank everyone for taking the time to read and vote. I hope you’re still enjoying the story. 
Where should Star go first?
3. The general store and herbalist
Eager to be on her way as swiftly as possible, she went to the general store first, and the man that was there seemed almost stereotypical for manning such a store. Broad shoulder, equally broad waistline, a warm and hearty greeting. “Welcome! Welcome!” he called out the instant she crossed the threshold for the store. “What can I do for you?”
“Do you carry rations for travel?” she asked, taking in the various goods on display. The change of clothing was tempting, however she knew that she would have to wait until she got back to Castledale.
The shop clerk looked at the shelves behind the front counter and nodded to himself. “I have a lot of them. Fresh yesterday. Honey oat bread with dried meats and fruits. All from the local stores. Three pieces of copper each.”
“Perfect, two silver will cover six of them, and then, would you have any get for people going on adventures?” she asked while digging the coins out of her coin purse.
“How about a basic adventurer’s kit? It comes with a pack, some rope, a tinderbox, a waterskin, and ten days of rations, three silver for the lot.”
Pursing her lips, she considered the purchase. It was useful stuff, and she had lost her own pack in the tower collapse. The cost was probably going to pay off in getting to the academy again again. “Okay, five silver for the rations and the kit,” she agreed, before setting the coins on the counter, watching him load up the pack and pass it over to her. 
“Thank you,” he offered with a laugh, setting the change on the counter before collecting the five silver. “Safe travels, where are you off to?”
“Castledale, are the roads clear?” she asked, hoping to get news of their travel.
The clerk stroked his chin before shaking his head. “Can’t say as I know miss, you can ask Juniper next door, she travels that way for herbs sometime. Or the Inn may have travelers… Official reports are at the Town Hall of course.”
“Wonderful, thank you,” she offered before shrugging on the heavy pack, and turning to leave. “The trade goddess watch over you.”
“Safe travels miss!” the clerk called out as she pushed through the front door.
Walking next door, she found the standard herbalist shop, full of herbal supplements and concoctions. Tinctures and lotions. Potions may not be effective without magic, but nature was still full of healing properties. A familiar smell reached her nose, letting her know that ‘herbal supplements’ that had ‘healing properties’ were available. She knew others at the academy partook of this vice, however, she’d never been particularly interested.
Until this past week she had thought her nerves were steady and didn’t need to take the edge off. Now? Now she was tempted. “Hello?” she called out, looking around. It was a neater shop than she expected, and it seemed that everything out front was more in line for what she was looking for. While waiting for a response, she leaned over to look closer at a pot of lotion, reading the card in front of it carefully. Aches and pains, she had plenty, and it would help restore some of her skin’s softness.
It was a bit pricey at 3 silver for the pot, but she was tempted. She knew that it would be useful, and getting the components would be hard to do on the road to the academy. Straightening up, she rubbed the small of her back, only to leap back when a face came out of the wooden pillar next to her. “Oh! Hello! I’m Juniper, and welcome to my shop,” the face answered before disappearing and a slat slipped back into place. The pillar opened up, releasing a cloud of smoke before she could shut it. “Sorry about that, some clients needed my help… how can I help you?”
“Uh… I’ve been battered about a little on my travels and feeling sore, I was looking for something to help with that?”
“Oh… that would be the salve you were looking at, yes. We also have some dried bark that you could take as a powder, or drink as a tea…” Juniper mused while her red rimmed eyes looked over the various products. Her blonde hair was pulled back with a rag, and the smoke from downstairs clung to her like a perfume.
“I’ll take the salve, thank you… three silver?”
“Is that what it says?” the herbalist asked before leaning over to check the sign, giving Star a view of her firm and shapely posterior. There was temptation that burned in Star’s chest, one that the mage longed to act on.
She was not going to do it. She had self-control. Thank you.
Making the transaction, and getting an invite to come back and try some house specials later, she decided that she had to be busy, or gone. As her stomach pleaded for some snacks, she looked at the other choices to get the supplies she needed.
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Sharon Tate in Paris 1965
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