"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?"
I just said I don't speak with people who side with those damn celestials.
"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?"
I just said I don't speak with people who side with those damn celestials.
Are you a follower of demons or devils?
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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.
*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"
He smiles again. "Of course Ella." He sits back in his seat, and just then the waitress comes back with two glasses and a bottle of spiced elderberry Feywine on ice. "In case you'd like some." He says, motioning to the second glass as he opens the bottle and pours himself a glass.
"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?"
I just said I don't speak with people who side with those damn celestials.
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"
He smiles again. "Of course Ella." He sits back in his seat, and just then the waitress comes back with two glasses and a bottle of spiced elderberry Feywine on ice. "In case you'd like some." He says, motioning to the second glass as he opens the bottle and pours himself a glass.
She smiles "It would be nice to have some, its been awhile since i drank something from Feywild". She pours herself a glass and sips it, as if before his eyes, her armor changes to a woolen knitted coat, her bloodied tank-top to a soft black long-sleeved shirt, and her armored leggings and stiffened leather boots to long black leggings and no shoes.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"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?"
I just said I don't speak with people who side with those damn celestials.
Are you a follower of demons or devils?
Trust them more than the radiant freaks.
She narrowed her eyes a bit "you do not see me condemning what you believe in so please respect me the same" she said
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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.
*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"
He smiles again. "Of course Ella." He sits back in his seat, and just then the waitress comes back with two glasses and a bottle of spiced elderberry Feywine on ice. "In case you'd like some." He says, motioning to the second glass as he opens the bottle and pours himself a glass.
She smiles "It would be nice to have some, its been awhile since i drank something from Feywild". She pours herself a glass and sips it, as if before his eyes, her armor changes to a woolen knitted coat, her bloodied tank-top to a soft black long-sleeved shirt, and her armored leggings and stiffened leather boots to long black leggings and no shoes.
He smiles. "Indeed. And when was the last time you met someone from the Feywild themselves?" He asks, sipping on his glass.
"But you're a grown up, so you have answers."
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
She chuckles "I may be a grown-up but i do not have all the answers"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"But you have answers."
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"I don't dear" she said "I know tactics to fight, i know about my God i follow, but somethings i do not"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Oh......... My question was about your god, so you're lying then."
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.
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
I just said I don't speak with people who side with those damn celestials.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Are you a follower of demons or devils?
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Child, that is rude to acuse someone of" she said "I know much about my god but i am not lying when i say i don't have all the answers"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He smiles again. "Of course Ella." He sits back in his seat, and just then the waitress comes back with two glasses and a bottle of spiced elderberry Feywine on ice. "In case you'd like some." He says, motioning to the second glass as he opens the bottle and pours himself a glass.
Trust them more than the radiant freaks.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"You're lying about not knowing whether your god is the god of the sun, the sunlight, or light in general."
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Harry Potter stuff is cool.
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
She smiles "It would be nice to have some, its been awhile since i drank something from Feywild". She pours herself a glass and sips it, as if before his eyes, her armor changes to a woolen knitted coat, her bloodied tank-top to a soft black long-sleeved shirt, and her armored leggings and stiffened leather boots to long black leggings and no shoes.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Noctus!" Phantom reprimands firmly. "Leave the nice lady alone!" He says as he walks in in his moon elf form.
She narrowed her eyes a bit "you do not see me condemning what you believe in so please respect me the same" she said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"But daddy, I was interested!"
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
He smiles. "Indeed. And when was the last time you met someone from the Feywild themselves?" He asks, sipping on his glass.
He just stays silent & continues to walk off flipping his coin.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Ella seemed to breath a sigh of relief.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"You don't go accusing people of lying, son! That she was right about!"
"But logically she had to have been! Also, I wanted to see her sword and she wasn't letting me."
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.