Elisa's cottage (IRP)

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Elisa's cottage (IRP)

Post by Elisa » Tue Feb 18, 2020 9:43 am

Ooc; this thread is a place where I might store some events that happened in Elisa’s life.
This post will contain the first days after she arrived in Widu. Writing might depend on my busyness and inspiration. I’ll not be able to write about everything that happens, so my apologies if a storyline isn’t included, it’s not because I value the story line any less.
This tread might also be used for rp with others who want to visit at the house, if you do please contact me before posting here.


Elisa hadn’t planned on leaving her home, rather she had gotten lost. As a consequence she was left with nothing but the clothes she was wearing. They were very dull and basic clothes: a underdress and simple dress made from cheap fabric which was rough and itching to the skin. Under which she had a pair of simple thin leather shoes. Luckily she was found rather soon, without his help she would have probably not survived long. They had travelled together for a while, working odd jobs to earn some money or get a bed and a meal for the night. The man had showed kindness to her, which she hadn’t expected to come from a complete stranger. He had been a first step for her to be more open and less shy to other people.

As winter was approaching and the weather became colder she had used all the money she had managed to save up to buy an old cloak of somebody who didn’t really want It anymore. It was a simple brown cloak but it helped protect her from the elements. This purchase however meant that she arrived in a town called Widu, again with nothing but the clothes on her back, and a little bit of food this time. Now it was time to get her own way.

She had soon discovered a lovely tavern called the Mysts. She liked to spend her time here during the day, when she was not working or looking for work. At first she had just went there to get out of the cold and try to warm up a bit. Later she got to know some people and also went in in hopes to see her new friends as well. She however could not afford to buy a room at the tavern which met that she was back in the cold for the nights.

She had always been poor, but now she had hit the bottom. She managed to find work and get some food; some bread or corn pudding. Though just enough to get her fed, not enough to actually be full for a whole day. She still was hungry quite often. But the cold might even have been worse. Winter had fully set in and it was snowing almost all the time. Her clothes were not made for this; thin and worn. To make matters worse she had no place to stay. The first few nights she had curled up against a wall or under a bridge, trying to find at least a little bit of shelter. She didn’t sleep much these nights. She had been taught to not complain and not to ask questions and she didn’t want to bother others with her troubles. Therefore she didn’t talk about her difficulties with other people when she was in the tavern. She had found the people she met there to be surprisingly friendly though. Without knowing they helped her greatly. Often they would bring snacks with them and let her have some or bought a round of drinks, including her. One person in particular, Cruella, often brought in pies and always let her have a piece. She had even made her a meat dinner once, and probably had been unaware of how much this meant for her.

Even more she had been surprised with the kindness of the people around here. Even though they were higher in rank as her, they didn’t want her to bow for them and she could address them by their names. They didn’t seemed to mind at all she was at the bottom of the hierarchy and shouldn’t be trying to mingle with them in the first place.

After some days she had come across an abandoned cottage. It wasn’t in very good shape anymore and it looked as if nobody had been there for years. She had kept an eye on the place all day and at night the cold had made her dare go look inside of it. In a normal situation it might not have looked like much. The windows and door all were broken and even the walls had holes in them. There was some evidence left it used to be a whitewashed building, but most of that was gone now. But to her it was a shelter, and even with the holes in it, it was much better than staying outside without any protection from the elements. Inside there was a dirt floor, she would have to try and find rushes for later. There was a rustic table and a bench available inside, though not in the best shape. In the next days she managed to find straw and make a pile of it in a corner of the house. She had made the pile against the best wall in the house, being sheltered the most at night. This had made her nights a lot more comfortable and a little bit warmer. Though it did stay very cold inside as she could not keep the outside winds out.

One day a blizzard was upon them. The stronger and stronger winds and snow made her feel scared even to be in her cottage. She has taken refuge in the tavern and slept there. The next day a lot of fresh snow laid outside of the tavern. As she was talking about the snow with Zipporah, playing in the snow got suggested. They had held a snowball fight, in which Zipporah had won, though she had cheated! Using magic. Nevertheless it had been great fun. After the battle they went on to make snow angels. This turned out to have been a bad idea. Her clothes had gotten wet from laying in the snow, which obviously made her be very cold. Zipporah had offered her cloak to use. The cloak had been beyond anything she had known, so soft and warm, it even was lined with fur. When Zipporah later told her she could keep the cloak she had first looked with disbelieve and had tried to refuse. How could she accept such a gift, it was much too expensive. But as Zipporah had insisted she couldn’t help herself but to cry from happiness. She had never owned such a rich fabric before, and it was an incredible kindness showed to her but above all she knew this unbelievably (magical) warm cloak might have just saved her from freezing to death the next time a storm came over them.

She hadn’t dared to mention her house to others as she was very aware it wasn’t rightfully hers even though the owners clearly hadn’t been around for a long time. She was afraid she would get in a lot of trouble for taking it just like that. The cold and snow made a stronger argument though, she had feared many nights she would not wake up the next morning. One night in tavern though she had slipped up, which made Mallory and Zipporah find out. Much to her surprise she had not gotten in trouble, instead they had helped her and given her gifts. For one Mallory had somehow made the cottage officially hers, she had even handed her a paper which said so. And as if that wasn’t way too much already they also gave her clothes, blankets, quilts, and many useful items like kitchenware. Again she had tried to refuse it, it was way too much. To her at least it were expensive items. For instance she had only ever had 2 sets of clothing at the same time: an old and a new set. Now there were 7 at once. Even her offer to work for them was refused. She didn’t want to be like a beggar and ask people for stuff but it seemed both impossible and rude to refuse as well. Truth be told, she was extremely happy with all these items. Thanks to them she could start to have a proper house. A blanket folder around the straw and a quilt to cover it almost made for a proper bed. Another blanket she had managed to hang up, making a divide in the house between the bed area and the rest of the room. And it would be needless to say kitchenware came in very handy as well. Now she had everything to start build up a proper life on her own. She would still be working hard to make her living, and there were plenty of things to overcome from her past. But now she had her own place to call home, and was independent for the first time in her life. Life was looking good now, and she could only guess what the future might bring.

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Re: Elisa's cottage (IRP)

Post by Elisa » Sun Apr 26, 2020 2:27 pm

As time passed improvements were made to her life. There were the material improvements, like her home being fixed up so that there were no more holds in the walls anymore. There still were improvements to be made though, like putting actual glass in the windows but she had shutters to close the windows when it got cold now. It wasn’t a luxury home, but it was hers and she was proud of it. Being independent, and an adult (as she thought of herself), came with challenges though. There were many tasks to be done in a day, or to be planned around the week. Making sure there was enough firewood, ingredients to make food and keeping the house clean were examples of this. But there also was working for other people to make sure she earned money so she would be able to buy food. She spend many days working outside on the fields, which was hard work especially if the weather was bad. By now she was getting better at this and managed to get a decent meal at most days. By now the weather was turning around, it was getting warmer and the snow was staying away. This could only mean one thing, finally spring had arrived! She had survived winter! This was such a load that fell of her shoulder, times would be getting better now for sure. Without her friends she probably wouldn’t have survived winter, she hadn’t told them this yet. She usually had a hard time sharing things that would make it look like she needed things or show weakness. She however really wanted to thank them and was still trying to find a way to do this.

Socially she also was improving, becoming even more comfortable around her friends. Sometimes even blurting out things without thinking about it first. She caught herself trying to joke or say something she wouldn’t have dared too before, and she never gotten in trouble over it so far, much to her surprise. There was this one time where she had become overcome by emotion and really surprised herself with her reaction, but even then she hadn’t gotten into trouble. It happens often in tavern that people are reading in a book and curious as she is she couldn’t help asking about their contents. In this particular day however she was invited to come and learn from the books in a private library. The problem was that she had never learned how to read and write. After all why would she need to? She was a peasant girl, later she would either do the household and take care of her husband or work for other people. Sitting around to read, that is something for rich people, or at least for men. Or so her father thought, and hence she never learned. She had always thought this to be normal, why would she have reason to doubt her father? And since they lived secluded she never saw other examples stating the opposite. However being in town it looked like everybody could read, even kids! She felt ashamed of not being able to do so and tried to keep it a secret. This was now becoming a problem. Her excuses as why she couldn’t make it to the library were being swept away one by one and she started to panic. She was ashamed of this and didn’t want people to know and was scared they would find out. They however kept eliminating her excuses making her more and more anxious and edgy. There also was some anger mixed into it, why wouldn’t they just leave it alone? The mixture of feelings caused her to have an emotional outburst. Despite believing she was an adult she still was just a teen, and it happens. It was her friend Mallory who was had taking over the talking and even started asking questions. Probably she had picked up on something being wrong but to Elisa it was really unnerving at this moment. Why couldn’t she just drop it? At this point she snapped, yelling at Mallory, saying things like it was stupid and she didn’t want to anymore. Once she realised what she was doing she quickly shut down. Now fear was taking over as the dominant feeling. She was yelling at somebody older then her, in higher status then she was. She was yelling to the queens sister! Even worse though she was yelling at her friend. She felt sad and guilty for exploding at her friend but being scared was the overpowering emotion. There was no way she wouldn’t be in trouble now! She tried to run for it, hide, but it didn’t take very long before she was called to come over. She didn’t really want to… but she also didn’t want to get herself any more trouble so she went back in. It had been Mantas to call her back, he usually let her do her own thing but just having witnessed the whole thing he must have felt the need to intervene. She was on the verge of tears but found to her surprise she wasn’t getting yelled at or she didn’t get any trouble. Mantas was very calm and trying to comfort her. And even Mele didn’t look angry at all, they all were understanding. This was quite confusing for her, she had been disrespectful and rude… and it was alright and they understood? They were still asking why she didn’t want to learn the contents from the books anymore. While she wasn’t making excuses anymore at this point she still found it very difficult to confess, only managing a ‘I can’t’ as answer. Mallory however managed to connect the dots and asked her if she could read. She had just looked at the floor, but this was confirmation enough. She was feeling quite ashamed of her outburst now and to make matters worse, the queen Aishe and the princess Aileigh had also been in the tavern that night. She had surely made herself look bad now. But to her amazement instead of getting in trouble, the princess had invited her to come over to Ettinfort and she would then learn her how to read there. Instead of getting punished she was going to go to a castle now?

She was quite excited about this, after all, when would you ever get a chance like this to stay in a castle? (it wasn’t really a castle, but a house this big would as well be a castle in Elisa’s eyes, she had never seen a house so big). The only downside was that it would be for 2 weeks, which caused some other problems of their own. Mainly her not being able to work and having to hire somebody to look after things when she was gone. But for this opportunity she would deal with it when she got back. Going to a castle and actually learning how to read was worth the risk of going hungry for a while after she got back.
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