The Forest Healer [Radish]

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Update 12/20; added to Interactions


| Radish |
grey pelt | noah nubs | no mask




• Human Faced Deer
• Mature Adult
• Sexuality; in-the closet
• Status; Single
• Stag | Male
• Size - click here
• Pictogram - Radish Spirit
• Speaks in #FF4000
• Scent - Chopped Radishes, Herbs, and Dirt
• Appearance - hover large white buck wearing a red bowl and apron
• Personality - hover humorous, impish, kind, quiet, gentle, and protective


| RP is OPEN on his blog |



| Updates |
> The cold is coming to an end and Radish was already getting his garden ready for the spring. The time of new life, little fawns running around and love in the air. Tho, not much love for this big man.


| Interactions |

Seed: The green stag was his first customer in the forest, ordering a few tea bags in exchange for a poem.

Nemonica: The little doe came to his garden, asking for some pain killers for her shin splints.

Verve: Radish went to see the tall doe, seeking her help to make it easier for him to wear his 'hat' without it falling off as easy. She seemed rather helpful, and the buck can't wait to see what she comes up with.

Daenir
: A centaur that had a large order of herbs for Radish to fill. He payed him with a beautiful stone, and the buck will be happy to do business with the stallion again.

Cecilia: A pretty doe, new to the forest. Friend of Nemonica. Thinks she is very polite and hopes she enjoys the forest.

Crier: A tiny little fawn that the buck found in the forest. They seem to be covered in wounds and burns. What was Radish to do but stay by their side and try and help.

Bluejay; A winged doe who he met in the Big Oak, she wore the pelt of a bear? How interesting.

Nika; Approached him, asking for help to clean a wound she had, a bite mark. Once patched up, shared some hot fruit tea with the doe to learn she was once from another world but came her after her death. How interesting.

Bluejay; She wears the pelt of a bear but doesn't seem like the type to even hurt a fly. Stranger and stranger, but Radish was happy to speak with the doe inside of the Great Oak as the snow fell to the forest floor.


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| His History |

From what many can tell, the large stag wasn't from the Endless Forest; even if he had the face of many of the resident deer that resided in the forests boundaries. Traveling around from different places when ever his business goes sour in his previous home, this white deer didn't seem to mind moving around. He enjoyed meeting new faces and getting to know others. Tho, he has never found a reason to stay behind in a forest for another yet, it doesn't mean he wouldn't give that possibility a chance.

The parents of Radish have long left the stag, for they are travelers themselves and let their son go on his own journey once he was old enough to stick up for himself. Soon his size was on his side for that as well as his mind. They are tall like him, but Radish had gotten his thick frame from his father, and his horns and face form his mother. Seeing as the white male worked with herbs and plants, most would assume his parents did the same, but that is not true. The parents of this herbalist are simple fortune tellers, spreading good advise and glimpses into the future for their costumers.

His mother spoke of her grandmother being the first in her line to have such a face, flat unlike most deer. Radish was assuming his great grandmother probably came from this forest at a young age.


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When Radish was almost a full year, he found his calling in caring for Herbs and creating medicines from them. Slowly mastering his abilities, his father gave him permission to begin his own life. His mother? Well, she wasn't so sure her little baby was ready yet. After all, he was her first and only born. Yet, with a little meditation and comforts from her mate, she was convinced as well. Giving him a new hat and apron as a farewell gift, Radish was off.

All he had with him was his hat, apron, and a small bag of various seeds; but that was more then enough. On his journey the small fawn grew into a large stag. Filling out like his father and growing taller with each day. Soon his hat was able to fit him properly, unlike when he was younger and it covered his whole face.

The first forest Radish stopped at was small and cold. Deer were not the only resident there, so he had to keep on alert for any danger. His garden was not impressive for the weather was unforgiving to such plants and he found it hard to find willing customers for his products. Only a few came to him every so often, asking for healing herbs for bite marks and sore throats. They never had much to offer in return but Radish never turned them down no matter how little they had. He showed kindness, hoping he would gain some in return.

Oh course, kindness came in the strangest and most painful way. A regular costumer of his visited him in the middle of the night and awoke him abruptly. The doe snapped and hissed, telling him he was no longer wanted here. He caused to much trouble and would get everyone killed if he tried to help them any longer. She claimed he was more of a curse to her family and friends then help.

Yet, once Radish packed up some seeds and saplings and left the forest, he found out from another traveler that the doe that chased him off saved his life. Later that night a pack of wolves, who was looking for the large stag that they had heard rumors about, came looking for a plump meal to feast on. Tho, all they found was an abandoned garden and a simple doe who ran the opposite direction that Radish.

Radish never forgotten the kindness that one doe had bless him with and was more careful about where he went ever since then.


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Since then, over the past two years, Radish lived mostly on the move or stayed for a little amount of time in each forest that he visited. Ether because some didn't appreciate someone who sold charms and healing teas or the land wasn't fertile enough to support most of his herbs that he grew.

In one forest that he visited, he had gained the friendship of a stag that loved to purchase lots of teas and charms for the does that he fancied. And in return, the stag had given Radish a beautiful stone bowl and stone stick. Something that Radish had never seen occur in such a shape before. The stag claimed he found it in this abandoned ruins on the edge of their forest. Once the large stag had a chance to check it out, he found the ruins. Inside were many jars and odd objects.

As he explored inside, he found split seeds and dried herbs. Who ever lived here a long time ago once worked with herbs like he did. Yet, they mustn't have been like him for some of his objects seemed impossible to be held with hooves or lips.

And as always, Radish was on the move again. Thanking his friend for being so kind and others for welcoming him in to their forest. For he had that urge again, the one that told him it was time to be on the move again. The stag found that the urge was never wrong and it was best to follow it where ever it took him.


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A few deer had mentioned a forest where many stayed young forever and magic was a norm. Tho Radish never payed much mind to such talk, for they spoke of a forest that couldn't be possible. Magic and living forever? Yes, he believe in charms and fortune telling, but that was one thing and this was another. He didn't need to be caught up on the search on a wild goose chase for an impossible land.


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His face was different? Not like other deer? He knew his mother was looked at crossly for having such a face and a lack of a muzzle but many judged him on his character rather then his appearance when they met him. After all, never judge a nut by its shell. The outside might look beautiful and clean, but the inside could be rotten and visa versa.

Yet, with time he heard more and more stories about this impossible forest. Once a young fawn came up to him and asked if he was from said forest, for only deer there would have such a face. Luckily the fawns mother quickly apologized to Radish, claiming the old doe in their forest told the fawns of such a place each night before bed.

This sprout interest in his mind. The old doe described the deer of this so'called forest to have a face like his own, then why did he look the way he did? His mother spoke of her grandmother coming from a land far away with her mate who had discovered her home. But Radish always thought she had made that story up to entertain his mind.

Tho, his mother was not one to lie to him?

He would go see this old doe, that's what he knew he would do.


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"So, our kind still survives?" The soft voice came from a masked doe. She rested under a willow, her blue eyes could be seen from the holes in the mask and she looked to Radish once he approached her.

Our kind? What was this old bat talking about? He titled his head to an angle and looked down at the female. Her mask was the shape of a deers face. Odd.

"What do you mean by that? Our kind? We are all deer here." Radish frowned at her statement.

"You silly stag, don't you know what you are? You are from the Endless Forest, a forest where all is young and magic is strong. A place of beauty and peace. No wolf has ever been know to set a paw in those trees and the forest is protected by the Twin Gods that created it . . . and "

Twin Gods? Magic? Peace? What was this lady going on about?
But before he could say anything else, she added on to her drawn out speech.

"You must go back there, it is where you belong. And I promise you this, it shall be a place that you will never be drawn away from. For your heart has been drawing you to it this whole time." The doe rose up from the ground, letting her mask fall from her face. A face like his own. Flat and unlike another deers he has ever seen besides his mother.

The doe bowed to Radish, then walked away into the mist of the night.

"Wait! What do you mean? Why do you look like . . . me." But then she was gone. All she left was her mask and a bag of seeds.


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Nevertheless, the old doe was right. Somehow, some why in which was truly unknown to him. Radish had ventured into a forest full of so much beauty he was unsure if it was all real. A few does greeted him with bows like the doe did before she left him in a state of confusion. They both had beautiful faces, soft and smooth. Each looked like him in a small way. Trying to be polite, he mimicked the bow to the others and they left him standing there.

Was he really home?


-end scene-



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@NikaGika; He nodded softly,

@NikaGika;
He nodded softly, "So do I, I haven't seen ether of my parents since the day I left as a fawn. It has been many long years; hard at first to say goodbye but it was the way of his fathers family. Bucks must find their own paths. And his led him to this very forest. The ears of the white male perked upon seeing the tears. "Oh no hon, don't fret. They are always with us no matter how far we are from them."

She sighed, "You do not

She sighed, "You do not understand. My father killed me because I asked him to." She knew the stag wouldn't understand what she meant, so she continued, "I had the Black Death. I only had a few days left, and I was suffering." Her tears started to drip down her face. "So, I begged him to put me out of my suffering. And I can only imagine how he is dealing with the fact that he killed me." She was sobbing now, she couldn't help it.

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OOC: Do you have a Skype? I

OOC: Do you have a Skype? I would like to add and talk to you. Smiling
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@NikaGika; At what she said

@NikaGika;
At what she said left the buck a bit speechless; she asked him to kill her? Radish's brow pressed together taking in the rest she Nika explained. Something about the black death; a disease the male only heard myths of. And before he knew it, she was sobbing in front of him. Something the white buck wasn't the best at was a situation like this, but he quickly stood up and grabbed some soft moss and dropped it in front of her. "Here here, now it's all alright now. You are in a much better place, trust me." Returning to sitting down, looking her in the face. "Trust me, now just breath ok." A comforting smile on his lips.

And no, I do not have one.

She sniffled a few times

She sniffled a few times before picking up the moss and dabbing her eyes. "Thank you," she said and set the used moss aside. She took a few deep breaths and calmed herself down. "I miss him very much," she said, looking at the stag with tear-stained eyes.
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@Carry "It is good to see

@Carry
"It is good to see other's appreciate nature," Bluejay smiled with approval, but then her expression turn into realization; she still had to search for wood. The feathered doe began to move a little restlessly now, but tried not to be rude about it, "This female sounds interesting. Perhaps, I maybe snoop for more information." Bluejay giggled and shifted out of her sitting position - reattaching the straps around her body so the bear pelt would no longer move.

"I must say sorry," The winged doe attempted a small curtsy, but her pelt's weight made it a little awkward, "I am in search of wood to feed my fire at home, so my visit is short." Bluejay looked at Radish apologetically - then her gaze turned to the exit of the Old Oak with a groan. It did not seem the weather was getting any better, and her legs were already feeling cold again.
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Bump - - - So sorry to

Bump

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So sorry to both of you, life has been crazy since December so I haven't gotten a chance to hope back on in a while. Forgive?
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It's the Radish! BD

It's the Radish! BD
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What a lovely character!

What a lovely character! Tracking.
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bumping up

bumping up
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just a bump, thinking of

just a bump, thinking of returning, not sure yet

oh my gosh THIS REFERENCE!!

oh my gosh THIS REFERENCE!! ♥