The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
Noctus' mouth drops open. "WOW! THAT'S SO COOL!"
She blinks open her eyes and smiles a bit through the pain "Hello child"
He noses at the sword, kinda ignoring her...
"Child, you should not"
"But it's so cool! Where did you get it?"
"My God bestowed it to me"
"Oh cool! Can I have it?"
She laughs gently for a moment "No dear, its power would begin to burn you"
"Awwwwwwwwww.........." He inspects it, nudging the scabbard slightly with his nose.
She unstraps her scabbard and sets it and the sword on the table. "It is a Sun-Blade child"
"OoOoOoO! Wait, what's a sun blade?"
"A blade that flares with the intensity of the sun"
"Oh... so it's just bright and kinda warm? Also, what god gave it to you?"
"Apollo" she said and rolled her eyes a bit, thinking over something. She picks up her sheath and slowly pulls out the sword. It shines brightly before she re-sheathes it.
"So it does shine! But it's not hot? Huh... Who's Apollo?" *lol, he hasn't even asked her name yet...*
*She just like: whose child are you....... [insert stressed smile]*
"God of sunlight" she said
"Is that why it's a sun blade? Actually stupid question, better one: is he the god of the sun, or just the sunlight? And why sunlight instead of all light?"
"My child, i am no priest" she says and chuckles lightly
"So?"
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The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
*Ooooo...too bad I sent Egrien and Reirlin home a few months ago...*
Iralias watches this from in stage, and hops off when he finishes his song. "You look like you're injured. Can I help you by chance?"
"If you could elfen-friend" she said and smiled "The arrow shaft is still stuck in my side"
He smiles ever so slightly. "I will do what I can. I am Iralias, by the way." He looks rather concerned. "I'll probably be able to help you better if you were to take off your armor though."
"I am Elladoba but you may call me Elle or Ella or Doba for that matter" she chuckled. She tries her best to unstrap herself from her armor. She wears a simple white tank-top that is growing redder with the blood.
He winces slightly at the sight of how bad it is. "Alright, I'm sure you know that this is gonna hurt, but brace yourself, Ella." He grabs the shaft of the arrow and attempts to remove it.
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She winces, her teeth clenching together, but it slides out. She breathes in and out "Thank you" she says "It was a bit pesky and if i had healed it myself, it would be stuck in there"
He nods. "Of course." He lays a gentle hand over the wound, muttering something in Sylvan as a wash of healing energy flows through it.
12 go back.
She smiles and lies a hand on his head, closing her eyes and muttering in celestial. (Bless spell: add 1d4)
1 from the bless spell.
He smiles, taking a seat across from her. "So, aside from needing help getting an arrow out of your side, what brings you here?" He asks as he flags down the waitress and orders a bottle of spiced elderberry Feywine.
"My troops and me were heading back from a successful raid when we got peppered with arrows from ambushers....... They killed all of them but... i survived.. somehow.." she said and and stared at her sword and sighed.
He sighs slightly. "If you have guilt about being the one who survived, don't. There's nothing wrong with being the survivor." He says, laying a gentle hand on her shoulder.
She smiles "As much i would love to believe your words, i cannot. I watched my own men and woman die from the ambush but its a pain i carry often in my work"
"That is a burden, but not one you should have guilt for, Ella. Yes, they weren't under your command, from what I gather, but they knew the risks, didn't they?"
"I led them" she said and sighed, smoothing back her hair, it just going back to falling in front of her eyes. "And they knew but now they are dead"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
Noctus' mouth drops open. "WOW! THAT'S SO COOL!"
She blinks open her eyes and smiles a bit through the pain "Hello child"
He noses at the sword, kinda ignoring her...
"Child, you should not"
"But it's so cool! Where did you get it?"
"My God bestowed it to me"
"Oh cool! Can I have it?"
She laughs gently for a moment "No dear, its power would begin to burn you"
"Awwwwwwwwww.........." He inspects it, nudging the scabbard slightly with his nose.
She unstraps her scabbard and sets it and the sword on the table. "It is a Sun-Blade child"
"OoOoOoO! Wait, what's a sun blade?"
"A blade that flares with the intensity of the sun"
"Oh... so it's just bright and kinda warm? Also, what god gave it to you?"
"Apollo" she said and rolled her eyes a bit, thinking over something. She picks up her sheath and slowly pulls out the sword. It shines brightly before she re-sheathes it.
"So it does shine! But it's not hot? Huh... Who's Apollo?" *lol, he hasn't even asked her name yet...*
*She just like: whose child are you....... [insert stressed smile]*
"God of sunlight" she said
"Is that why it's a sun blade? Actually stupid question, better one: is he the god of the sun, or just the sunlight? And why sunlight instead of all light?"
"My child, i am no priest" she says and chuckles lightly
"So?"
"I do not have all the answers"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“To each their own” he shrugs [[ tiramisu is delicious, and people drink Irish coffee often, i know that because if it wasn’t it wouldn’t be a thing ]]
*Eh whatever, just I haven't heard of them or seen them so pointed out, yknow I'd tried Tiramisu if there wasn't rum in it.* She shrugs some too, just kinda looking out at nothing.
[[ I’ve eaten it since I was… like 8…or 9… it’s tasty ]] he’s quiet now.
*Okay, but answer me this, how are you consuming alcohol at such a young age?* She is too, and now's she's still, doesn't even look like she's breathing.
"Who might you be?" she askes and begins to heal her wound 11
Laci, Laci Fireheart, you?
"Elladoba Braixhea" she said "You may call me Ella"
He takes a seat, Yeah, sorry I couldn't help.
"It is fine" she chirps and smiles "It was nice of you to try and help, shows you are a good person at heart"
He nods smiling, but the apollo symbol catches his eye, & he stares at it losing the smile.
"Hm?" she watches before she follows his line of sight. "The Holy Symbol of the god of sunlight" she said with a smile
So it is a religious symbol, He talks not even with a quarter of the kindness he did, I can't talk to someone who sides with the celestials. He gets up.
"Who might you be?" she askes and begins to heal her wound 11
Laci, Laci Fireheart, you?
"Elladoba Braixhea" she said "You may call me Ella"
He takes a seat, Yeah, sorry I couldn't help.
"It is fine" she chirps and smiles "It was nice of you to try and help, shows you are a good person at heart"
He nods smiling, but the apollo symbol catches his eye, & he stares at it losing the smile.
"Hm?" she watches before she follows his line of sight. "The Holy Symbol of the god of sunlight" she said with a smile
So it is a religious symbol, He talks not even with a quarter of the kindness he did, I can't talk to someone who sides with the celestials. He gets up.
"?" she watches them with confusion
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“To each their own” he shrugs [[ tiramisu is delicious, and people drink Irish coffee often, i know that because if it wasn’t it wouldn’t be a thing ]]
*Eh whatever, just I haven't heard of them or seen them so pointed out, yknow I'd tried Tiramisu if there wasn't rum in it.* She shrugs some too, just kinda looking out at nothing.
[[ I’ve eaten it since I was… like 8…or 9… it’s tasty ]] he’s quiet now.
*Okay, but answer me this, how are you consuming alcohol at such a young age?* She is too, and now's she's still, doesn't even look like she's breathing.
*even if ur done interacting I asked a question so.*
"Who might you be?" she askes and begins to heal her wound 11
Laci, Laci Fireheart, you?
"Elladoba Braixhea" she said "You may call me Ella"
He takes a seat, Yeah, sorry I couldn't help.
"It is fine" she chirps and smiles "It was nice of you to try and help, shows you are a good person at heart"
He nods smiling, but the apollo symbol catches his eye, & he stares at it losing the smile.
"Hm?" she watches before she follows his line of sight. "The Holy Symbol of the god of sunlight" she said with a smile
So it is a religious symbol, He talks not even with a quarter of the kindness he did, I can't talk to someone who sides with the celestials. He gets up.
"?" she watches them with confusion
He grabs his coin & starts flipping it as he walks off, clearly having disdain to Ella.
“To each their own” he shrugs [[ tiramisu is delicious, and people drink Irish coffee often, i know that because if it wasn’t it wouldn’t be a thing ]]
*Eh whatever, just I haven't heard of them or seen them so pointed out, yknow I'd tried Tiramisu if there wasn't rum in it.* She shrugs some too, just kinda looking out at nothing.
[[ I’ve eaten it since I was… like 8…or 9… it’s tasty ]] he’s quiet now.
*Okay, but answer me this, how are you consuming alcohol at such a young age?* She is too, and now's she's still, doesn't even look like she's breathing.
*even if ur done interacting I asked a question so.*
The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
*Ooooo...too bad I sent Egrien and Reirlin home a few months ago...*
Iralias watches this from in stage, and hops off when he finishes his song. "You look like you're injured. Can I help you by chance?"
"If you could elfen-friend" she said and smiled "The arrow shaft is still stuck in my side"
He smiles ever so slightly. "I will do what I can. I am Iralias, by the way." He looks rather concerned. "I'll probably be able to help you better if you were to take off your armor though."
"I am Elladoba but you may call me Elle or Ella or Doba for that matter" she chuckled. She tries her best to unstrap herself from her armor. She wears a simple white tank-top that is growing redder with the blood.
He winces slightly at the sight of how bad it is. "Alright, I'm sure you know that this is gonna hurt, but brace yourself, Ella." He grabs the shaft of the arrow and attempts to remove it.
14 medicine.
She winces, her teeth clenching together, but it slides out. She breathes in and out "Thank you" she says "It was a bit pesky and if i had healed it myself, it would be stuck in there"
He nods. "Of course." He lays a gentle hand over the wound, muttering something in Sylvan as a wash of healing energy flows through it.
12 go back.
She smiles and lies a hand on his head, closing her eyes and muttering in celestial. (Bless spell: add 1d4)
1 from the bless spell.
He smiles, taking a seat across from her. "So, aside from needing help getting an arrow out of your side, what brings you here?" He asks as he flags down the waitress and orders a bottle of spiced elderberry Feywine.
"My troops and me were heading back from a successful raid when we got peppered with arrows from ambushers....... They killed all of them but... i survived.. somehow.." she said and and stared at her sword and sighed.
He sighs slightly. "If you have guilt about being the one who survived, don't. There's nothing wrong with being the survivor." He says, laying a gentle hand on her shoulder.
She smiles "As much i would love to believe your words, i cannot. I watched my own men and woman die from the ambush but its a pain i carry often in my work"
"That is a burden, but not one you should have guilt for, Ella. Yes, they weren't under your command, from what I gather, but they knew the risks, didn't they?"
"I led them" she said and sighed, smoothing back her hair, it just going back to falling in front of her eyes. "And they knew but now they are dead"
"Then there is nothing to feel guilty about. They knew and accepted the risks, including that they might not come back." He gently brushes the hair or of her eyes. "There's nothing you could've done, Ella. They knew this may happen, and accepted it. The guilt and blame is not on your shoulders; it belongs to those who killed them; those who ambushed your group."
"Who might you be?" she askes and begins to heal her wound 11
Laci, Laci Fireheart, you?
"Elladoba Braixhea" she said "You may call me Ella"
He takes a seat, Yeah, sorry I couldn't help.
"It is fine" she chirps and smiles "It was nice of you to try and help, shows you are a good person at heart"
He nods smiling, but the apollo symbol catches his eye, & he stares at it losing the smile.
"Hm?" she watches before she follows his line of sight. "The Holy Symbol of the god of sunlight" she said with a smile
So it is a religious symbol, He talks not even with a quarter of the kindness he did, I can't talk to someone who sides with the celestials. He gets up.
"?" she watches them with confusion
He grabs his coin & starts flipping it as he walks off, clearly having disdain to Ella.
She frowns "Now what in Apollo's name was that about?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“To each their own” he shrugs [[ tiramisu is delicious, and people drink Irish coffee often, i know that because if it wasn’t it wouldn’t be a thing ]]
*Eh whatever, just I haven't heard of them or seen them so pointed out, yknow I'd tried Tiramisu if there wasn't rum in it.* She shrugs some too, just kinda looking out at nothing.
[[ I’ve eaten it since I was… like 8…or 9… it’s tasty ]] he’s quiet now.
*Okay, but answer me this, how are you consuming alcohol at such a young age?* She is too, and now's she's still, doesn't even look like she's breathing.
[[ because tiramisu isn’t gonna get y’a drunk ]]
*How? Is it put on the cake before it's baked? That would make sense as the alcohol would be baked out.*
“To each their own” he shrugs [[ tiramisu is delicious, and people drink Irish coffee often, i know that because if it wasn’t it wouldn’t be a thing ]]
*Eh whatever, just I haven't heard of them or seen them so pointed out, yknow I'd tried Tiramisu if there wasn't rum in it.* She shrugs some too, just kinda looking out at nothing.
[[ I’ve eaten it since I was… like 8…or 9… it’s tasty ]] he’s quiet now.
*Okay, but answer me this, how are you consuming alcohol at such a young age?* She is too, and now's she's still, doesn't even look like she's breathing.
[[ because tiramisu isn’t gonna get y’a drunk ]]
*How? Is it put on the cake before it's baked? That would make sense as the alcohol would be baked out.*
The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
*Ooooo...too bad I sent Egrien and Reirlin home a few months ago...*
Iralias watches this from in stage, and hops off when he finishes his song. "You look like you're injured. Can I help you by chance?"
"If you could elfen-friend" she said and smiled "The arrow shaft is still stuck in my side"
He smiles ever so slightly. "I will do what I can. I am Iralias, by the way." He looks rather concerned. "I'll probably be able to help you better if you were to take off your armor though."
"I am Elladoba but you may call me Elle or Ella or Doba for that matter" she chuckled. She tries her best to unstrap herself from her armor. She wears a simple white tank-top that is growing redder with the blood.
He winces slightly at the sight of how bad it is. "Alright, I'm sure you know that this is gonna hurt, but brace yourself, Ella." He grabs the shaft of the arrow and attempts to remove it.
14 medicine.
She winces, her teeth clenching together, but it slides out. She breathes in and out "Thank you" she says "It was a bit pesky and if i had healed it myself, it would be stuck in there"
He nods. "Of course." He lays a gentle hand over the wound, muttering something in Sylvan as a wash of healing energy flows through it.
12 go back.
She smiles and lies a hand on his head, closing her eyes and muttering in celestial. (Bless spell: add 1d4)
1 from the bless spell.
He smiles, taking a seat across from her. "So, aside from needing help getting an arrow out of your side, what brings you here?" He asks as he flags down the waitress and orders a bottle of spiced elderberry Feywine.
"My troops and me were heading back from a successful raid when we got peppered with arrows from ambushers....... They killed all of them but... i survived.. somehow.." she said and and stared at her sword and sighed.
He sighs slightly. "If you have guilt about being the one who survived, don't. There's nothing wrong with being the survivor." He says, laying a gentle hand on her shoulder.
She smiles "As much i would love to believe your words, i cannot. I watched my own men and woman die from the ambush but its a pain i carry often in my work"
"That is a burden, but not one you should have guilt for, Ella. Yes, they weren't under your command, from what I gather, but they knew the risks, didn't they?"
"I led them" she said and sighed, smoothing back her hair, it just going back to falling in front of her eyes. "And they knew but now they are dead"
"Then there is nothing to feel guilty about. They knew and accepted the risks, including that they might not come back." He gently brushes the hair or of her eyes. "There's nothing you could've done, Ella. They knew this may happen, and accepted it. The guilt and blame is not on your shoulders; it belongs to those who killed them; those who ambushed your group."
*The current PFP is my idea for her*
"I know i know" she said and smiled a bit "Thank you, your words are sweet and show the kindness in you"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“To each their own” he shrugs [[ tiramisu is delicious, and people drink Irish coffee often, i know that because if it wasn’t it wouldn’t be a thing ]]
*Eh whatever, just I haven't heard of them or seen them so pointed out, yknow I'd tried Tiramisu if there wasn't rum in it.* She shrugs some too, just kinda looking out at nothing.
[[ I’ve eaten it since I was… like 8…or 9… it’s tasty ]] he’s quiet now.
*Okay, but answer me this, how are you consuming alcohol at such a young age?* She is too, and now's she's still, doesn't even look like she's breathing.
[[ because tiramisu isn’t gonna get y’a drunk ]]
*How? Is it put on the cake before it's baked? That would make sense as the alcohol would be baked out.*
[[ idk but it’s tasty ]]
*mm, gonna have to try it.*
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She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
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"Hm?" she watches before she follows his line of sight. "The Holy Symbol of the god of sunlight" she said with a smile
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"So?"
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"I led them" she said and sighed, smoothing back her hair, it just going back to falling in front of her eyes. "And they knew but now they are dead"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I do not have all the answers"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
[[ because tiramisu isn’t gonna get y’a drunk ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"...So?"
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
So it is a religious symbol, He talks not even with a quarter of the kindness he did, I can't talk to someone who sides with the celestials. He gets up.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"I cannot answer your questions" enter in the stressed smile
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"?" she watches them with confusion
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*even if ur done interacting I asked a question so.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Why not?"
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
He grabs his coin & starts flipping it as he walks off, clearly having disdain to Ella.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*nvm this*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"I am not as knowledgable as others"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Then there is nothing to feel guilty about. They knew and accepted the risks, including that they might not come back." He gently brushes the hair or of her eyes. "There's nothing you could've done, Ella. They knew this may happen, and accepted it. The guilt and blame is not on your shoulders; it belongs to those who killed them; those who ambushed your group."
She frowns "Now what in Apollo's name was that about?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*How? Is it put on the cake before it's baked? That would make sense as the alcohol would be baked out.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
[[ idk but it’s tasty ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*The current PFP is my idea for her*
"I know i know" she said and smiled a bit "Thank you, your words are sweet and show the kindness in you"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*mm, gonna have to try it.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.