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expiationlogs2024-03-04 08:05 pm
baldrshand) wrote in expiationlogs2024-03-04 08:05 pm
The stormy March is come at last
Who: Ethlyn and you!
Where: The event center (or just outside it), or out and about for foraging trips
What:BBC historical immersion documentary Helping you soft modern people get to grips with the way it was! AKA mingle log for learning some skills. (If your character wants to learn or teach something not mentioned here, feel free!)
Warnings: None to start with!
Without any electricity to run lights and music, Ethlyn's engaged the events center to run her day of tutorials on how to live... well, like she had always lived up until she was whisked away from her own death to this strange world. Admittedly, she didn't have as much expertise as she would like to be more useful; as a noblewoman, servants carried out many of the tasks like cooking and making lights. Still, being a soldier on campaign had forced her to learn, in a rough-and-ready fashion--and soliciting every willing medieval person she could find, she was determined to share those skills with Chosen and townsfolk alike until they figured out how to make the sparks fly once more.
Throwing open the shades to let in as much light as possible and starting at sunrise--as though sun to sun wasn't a perfectly sensible way to live one's life!--she was ready to help.
Making rushlights: Rushlights are just that--rushes, soaked in fat/lard/oil to use as purely sufficient but inexpensive light source. Since Aldrip doesn't have much in the way of rushlight holders (barring a few antiques), there's also a pile of coathangers and pliers to work at some improvised fixtures.
Fires to last: Do you know how to build a fire? Congratulations, you're going to learn. And also you're going to collect wood for it! Start with little twigs and build up to bigger pieces of wood slowly.
Of course, this isn't an appropriate activity for inside the convention hall, so both this and the below will have to happen outside.
Cooking: Since most homes don't have wood-fire ovens, it's going to have to be wood-fire outside. There's a lot more to it than just hot dogs and s'mores. If you've got grain, you've got pottage. If you've got some vegetables that need using up, they can go in the grain that becomes pottage. Limitless variety!
Foraging: It's winter, but that doesn't mean there's nothing to eat. There's black walnuts, wild cranberries (lowbush and highbush), beechnuts, pine nuts, chickweed, watercress, rosehips, and more--and some skillful local artists hired by Ethlyn have put together some sketches for edibles to be found in the wild.
Where: The event center (or just outside it), or out and about for foraging trips
What:
Warnings: None to start with!
Without any electricity to run lights and music, Ethlyn's engaged the events center to run her day of tutorials on how to live... well, like she had always lived up until she was whisked away from her own death to this strange world. Admittedly, she didn't have as much expertise as she would like to be more useful; as a noblewoman, servants carried out many of the tasks like cooking and making lights. Still, being a soldier on campaign had forced her to learn, in a rough-and-ready fashion--and soliciting every willing medieval person she could find, she was determined to share those skills with Chosen and townsfolk alike until they figured out how to make the sparks fly once more.
Throwing open the shades to let in as much light as possible and starting at sunrise--as though sun to sun wasn't a perfectly sensible way to live one's life!--she was ready to help.
Making rushlights: Rushlights are just that--rushes, soaked in fat/lard/oil to use as purely sufficient but inexpensive light source. Since Aldrip doesn't have much in the way of rushlight holders (barring a few antiques), there's also a pile of coathangers and pliers to work at some improvised fixtures.
Fires to last: Do you know how to build a fire? Congratulations, you're going to learn. And also you're going to collect wood for it! Start with little twigs and build up to bigger pieces of wood slowly.
Of course, this isn't an appropriate activity for inside the convention hall, so both this and the below will have to happen outside.
Cooking: Since most homes don't have wood-fire ovens, it's going to have to be wood-fire outside. There's a lot more to it than just hot dogs and s'mores. If you've got grain, you've got pottage. If you've got some vegetables that need using up, they can go in the grain that becomes pottage. Limitless variety!
Foraging: It's winter, but that doesn't mean there's nothing to eat. There's black walnuts, wild cranberries (lowbush and highbush), beechnuts, pine nuts, chickweed, watercress, rosehips, and more--and some skillful local artists hired by Ethlyn have put together some sketches for edibles to be found in the wild.
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[ The girl is quiet for a moment. She really doesn't like the idea of asking someone else for food.. mostly because she wouldn't even be sure who to ask. Her first thought is Ethlyn, but Ethlyn clearly already has her hands full with this entire situation, and Ange would hate to add on to that.
So when Levi offers instead, her gaze turns towards him instead. ]
You would share with me?
[ Her tone is mostly still flat, but there's a little bit of something else in it. Something just slightly surprised. ]
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I go hunting sometimes, I can't always eat everything I bring down. If I have extra I don't mind sharing it.
[He usually tries to save it for later meals or sells it, but he doesn't really need much money so he wouldn't miss that occasional income.]
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It's always difficult for her to just believe it when help is offered so easily, even if his reasoning is mostly sound. ]
Thanks. I don't see a real reason for you to share anything with me, so.. I guess you're just being nice. [ Even if that forever remains a wild, wild concept to Ange.
People just being nice. Selfless, in ways. ]
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[He just likes to help out. Bring a tiny nice thing to his world of horror and pain.]
So, um, yeah. I guess I am being nice.
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[ .. says the person who can never admit to doing anything nice herself.
Maybe it's the pot calling the kettle black. ]
Anyway, I guess I'll just accept your kindness then. Thanks for not letting a cute girl starve. [ Granted, that 'cute girl' is said so flatly that she probably just means it in a deadpan kind of way. ]
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Um, you're welcome?