[Yennefer's arrival is not as graceful as the lady may want it to be. Laying flat on the ground she blinks and stares up at the sky. It's not the same. The climate is different. She quickly pushes herself to her feet and dusts herself off. Priding herself on appearance she attempts to brush leaves and a few twigs out of her hair.] What a mess.
[She straightens up and surveys the area. No, not at all where she had been before.She waves a hand and attempts to conjure a portal back to her home. When that fails alarm briefly crosses her face.] What the-
[Instead of a portal this time sparks fly around her hands. Sorry nearby folk she's not pleased over whatever decided she can't portal her way home.]
Cities
[She wasn't settling in as well as one might think. On the surface she's behaving as normal. Going tooth and nail over bargains with merchants because she refuses to give into inflation or their ideas of a "deal". Despite Yennefer's frustration with the market setup it's where she's almost always found. At the moment she's attempting to sort through various perfumes she's spotted. Each time she lifts the bottle and doesn't even bother spraying it. Whatever scent she was looking for she knew it either too well or was simply wasting the poor merchants time.]
To what extent must they deprive a person of simple necessaries. [A sigh.] I suppose civilized society itself will have to do.
Forest
[Finally even though she prefers the comfort of society she slips away into the woods. She moves as quietly as she can. As a magician she's not near as quiet as though who practice to watch their steps but she's not lacking in effort. A gateway. A collection of magic. She was certain it must exist somewhere and no doubt it was going to be hidden away. Perhaps an entrance locked away in a forest under the guide of a simple collection of boulders or a tree. She comes to a stop once she's a fair distance in and waves one glowing hand attempting to dispel any magic around her.
To her disappointment nothing around her changes.] Dammit. [She curses under her breath. There had to be something. She goes to the nearest tree and props herself up against it. Idly she creates a faint ball of light and moves it around in front of her with the slightest wave of her finger.]
A poor time to be lacking in scholars to speak to.
wildcard
[For running into Yennefer anywhere else. Taverns, riding horse, attempting to cast some overly complicated spell, ect.]
Yennefer | The Witcher
[Yennefer's arrival is not as graceful as the lady may want it to be. Laying flat on the ground she blinks and stares up at the sky. It's not the same. The climate is different. She quickly pushes herself to her feet and dusts herself off. Priding herself on appearance she attempts to brush leaves and a few twigs out of her hair.] What a mess.
[She straightens up and surveys the area. No, not at all where she had been before.She waves a hand and attempts to conjure a portal back to her home. When that fails alarm briefly crosses her face.] What the-
[Instead of a portal this time sparks fly around her hands. Sorry nearby folk she's not pleased over whatever decided she can't portal her way home.]
Cities
[She wasn't settling in as well as one might think. On the surface she's behaving as normal. Going tooth and nail over bargains with merchants because she refuses to give into inflation or their ideas of a "deal". Despite Yennefer's frustration with the market setup it's where she's almost always found. At the moment she's attempting to sort through various perfumes she's spotted. Each time she lifts the bottle and doesn't even bother spraying it. Whatever scent she was looking for she knew it either too well or was simply wasting the poor merchants time.]
To what extent must they deprive a person of simple necessaries. [A sigh.] I suppose civilized society itself will have to do.
Forest
[Finally even though she prefers the comfort of society she slips away into the woods. She moves as quietly as she can. As a magician she's not near as quiet as though who practice to watch their steps but she's not lacking in effort. A gateway. A collection of magic. She was certain it must exist somewhere and no doubt it was going to be hidden away. Perhaps an entrance locked away in a forest under the guide of a simple collection of boulders or a tree. She comes to a stop once she's a fair distance in and waves one glowing hand attempting to dispel any magic around her.
To her disappointment nothing around her changes.] Dammit. [She curses under her breath. There had to be something. She goes to the nearest tree and props herself up against it. Idly she creates a faint ball of light and moves it around in front of her with the slightest wave of her finger.]
A poor time to be lacking in scholars to speak to.
wildcard
[For running into Yennefer anywhere else. Taverns, riding horse, attempting to cast some overly complicated spell, ect.]