DIR Return Create A Forum - Home
---------------------------------------------------------
Roleplaying is Magic
HTML https://rpismagic.createaforum.com
---------------------------------------------------------
*****************************************************
DIR Return to: Canterlot
*****************************************************
#Post#: 4287--------------------------------------------------
Ingredients for a potion
By: Nightmare Court Date: May 23, 2015, 12:12 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
Crimson arrived to the Canterlot. It was noon, and the streets
very busy with ponies running around, taking care of their daily
chores. Before entering the crowded market square, Crimson
slipped to an alleyway, where he put up a proper disguise. His
form changed, warping into an old, light blue stallion, with
almost no mane left, a messy looking grey-ish tail, and a grey
beard. After all traces of his old form were gone, Crimson
headed back into the street, and to the crowd of ponies there.
Crimson had his destination set. As he was about to turn a
corner, another pony, from the looks of them a guard of some
sort, ran into him. Crimson was knocked down, but he managed to
keep his focus to keep up the disguise. The other pony offered
to help him, but Crimson shrugged the help of, told them that he
was fine and continued on. "Stupid, young ones..." Crimson
muttered to himself, once he was far away from the crash site.
After walking past few streets, Crimson arrived to the store he
was looking for. He looked inside, before walking inside The
Alembic. A bell above the door jingled as Crimson entered. The
old looking pony glanced around the store, hoping to spot the
owner of the Alembic
#Post#: 4293--------------------------------------------------
Re: Ingredients for a potion
By: Thyme Date: May 28, 2015, 4:09 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
Thyme turns off the burner underneath a large flask, the liquid
inside immediately starting to change from a deep brown to a
lighter golden color. She'd need to let this cool for several
hours before she could add the next ingredients. Her stomach
gives a light rumble, and she glances up at the clock. Noon,
she'd have to go out to get some lunch soon. But first she'd
need to deal with a customer, if the sound of the bell in the
front room of the shop was any indication. Or she supposed it
could be Jazz coming to bring her some food, though they hadn't
planned anything like that. Not that that would stop her from
doing so anyway. Thyme turns and wheels out of the back room,
catching sight of the older pony as she goes over to the
counter. "Hello. How can I help you today?"
*****************************************************