I know a few things a man oughta know
Nature Frey
Colt Winchester
 
Rancher
Age: 36 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Citizenship: Nomadic | Level: 7
STR: 28 - DEX: 28 - END: 24 - LUCK: 27 - ARC: - INT: - HP: 168 - BASE ROLL: 55
Played by: Blu
Posts: 1,065 | Total: 3,238
MP: 2395

#1
Gonna show him what little girls are made of — gunpowder and lead
The heat has crept in with force, so Colt is making her way here with the break of dawn, as she has taken to doing most things while this warm weather persists in such force. A bad time to be hiding from starlight, to be sure, but she'd rather suffer through the sunlit days than bang herself up on any more midnight. Her hands don't agree, so most of the ranch work is being done in the dark, and she uses the dawn and dusk to pitch in before taking the horses out for work. At a certain point, it's too hot for them too, and she's forced to retreat to solo tasks like fence repairs.

Chocolate is moving at a brisker pace than usual beneath her because it's still the peek of morning as they ride to the shrine. The once skittish sorrel colt has settled into some sense, and he glides with all the promise of his lineage over the hardened roads, hooves building up a drumbeat to the ground. Beside them, Smooches trots along, also having grown out of some of his wayward puppyhood. He's a way to go yet, but at least now he knows how not to get stepped on, and how to pee outside the house.

Pulling up on the shrine, Colt slides out of the saddle with a fluid motion, keeping the reins in hand. Chocolate might be better, but she doesn't trust him for one second to idly graze beside her and not leave her ass here if given the chance. From his saddlebags she withdraws her offerings, offering a nibble to Smooches to satisfy his curiosity before setting it down on the stone portions of the shrine. A batch of peanut butter cupcakes, and a truly massive plum. Leaning back, she hooks her thumbs in the waistband of her pants, glancing down at the trickling water from under the line of her hat. "Nature Frey," she begins, calling out with certainty. "I'm still not sharp enough." Although it's been the other side of Frey that has helped her with this quiver thus far, she can't bring herself to face the image that might step forth. "Please, help me improve this quiver's edge even further."



Colt is requesting to upgrade her Pencil Sharpener item.

The Pencil Sharpener | An earthen quiver that sharpens any arrow placed inside.
Type: Dark | Style: Offensive | Level: Upgraded | Cost: Action

With so many spirits around you, you attract the attention of the gods when visiting a shrine. Roll with advantage when praying at a shrine. (In order to use this, make sure to note the ability at the bottom of your shrine post).

Regional Score bonus: +3 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +3 should be included). Residents cannot be cursed at shrines in this region.
Racial Feat

Accepted receive +20 and roll with advantage at all shrines. Include this at the bottom of all shrine posts.

Please use her COTS reward if she fails her roll
Colt
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
 

Age: 0 | Height: | Race: Attuned | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds | Level:
STR: - DEX: - END: - LUCK: - ARC: - INT: - HP: 0 - BASE ROLL: 0
Played by: Admin
Posts: 640 | Total: 7,803
MP: 2070

#2
Frey
"I don't know about that, sugarplum. You seem plenty sharp to me."

Frey's voice is like the exhale of a cool breeze across an otherwise still, hot morning, the deity positively blooming into being amongst the shrine and its offerings. Golden and languid, with tiny flowers bursting to life in their hair and against their skin, despite the refreshing cadence of their voice, the air seems to ripple around them with heat, with the promise of long, sunny days and nights that never quite get cool enough to be truly comfortable.

"But if it's your quiver giving you problems, maybe I can do something about that..." As lazy as the hottest summer afternoon, they raise a hand towards the Pencil Sharpener, and for a second their smile curls coy, as if sensing the presence and handiwork of its twin aspect in the making. "Very well. You'll be razor sharp by the time we're done."



Colt has received a quest to upgrade the Pencil Sharpener to mastered! She must:

1. Complete a thread sharpening a weapon by hand (an arrow, a blade etc.), considering the effort and finesse needed to perfect the edge.

2. Complete a thread using the weapon in 1. to hunt something with a thick hide. Allogators and fyrhunds are great choices for this!

3. Complete a training thread with the Pencil Sharpener, focusing on a particular area on an opponent (e.g. headshots/leg shots only).

4. Complete a thread drawing blood (her own or someone else's) with an arrow sharpened by the Pencil Sharpener, applying the blood to the quiver.

Colt Winchester
 
Rancher
Age: 36 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Citizenship: Nomadic | Level: 7
STR: 28 - DEX: 28 - END: 24 - LUCK: 27 - ARC: - INT: - HP: 168 - BASE ROLL: 55
Played by: Blu
Posts: 1,065 | Total: 3,238
MP: 2395

#3
Gonna show him what little girls are made of — gunpowder and lead
Grateful for the image of summer days and flourishing foliage that arrives as this Frey, Colt's lips tip back with guarded amusement as the cool voice threads through. Plenty sharp, she'd like to argue, depends upon what you're cutting. Doesn't feel like she's left nearly enough of a mark if she's the one still left bleeding in the end.

She isn't here for the poetics of point though. She's interested in an outcome, in something actionable and attainable. With so many things beyond her control, it's nice to think just one thing could be bent to her will and depended upon. Something honed and perfected until she feels safe enough again, that's what she wants.

"Perfect," she beams back, cataloguing each task into the files of her mind where other duties and needs sort themselves out with a mental to do list. "You never disappoint, Frey. I don't mean to either." She dips her head in farewell and gathers up Chocolate and Smooches back to her side, riding off into the coming heat of the day with newfound purpose.

[FIN]
Colt
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.

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