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.
"hmmm" she thought for a moment "One of the boys, a young lad but with elves its hard to tell, came from there. He was an weapons-smith"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I cannot answer your questions" enter in the stressed smile
"Why not?"
"I am not as knowledgable as others"
"But you're a grown up, so you have answers."
She chuckles "I may be a grown-up but i do not have all the answers"
"But you have answers."
"I don't dear" she said "I know tactics to fight, i know about my God i follow, but somethings i do not"
"Oh......... My question was about your god, so you're lying then."
"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"
"You're lying about not knowing whether your god is the god of the sun, the sunlight, or light in general."
"Noctus!" Phantom reprimands firmly. "Leave the nice lady alone!" He says as he walks in in his moon elf form.
"But daddy, I was interested!"
"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."
"Noctus..." He says warningly. "No, she didn't have to be lying. And as for her not letting you see her sword, it's HER'S. She can show it to who she likes, or not show it."
"I cannot answer your questions" enter in the stressed smile
"Why not?"
"I am not as knowledgable as others"
"But you're a grown up, so you have answers."
She chuckles "I may be a grown-up but i do not have all the answers"
"But you have answers."
"I don't dear" she said "I know tactics to fight, i know about my God i follow, but somethings i do not"
"Oh......... My question was about your god, so you're lying then."
"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"
"You're lying about not knowing whether your god is the god of the sun, the sunlight, or light in general."
"Noctus!" Phantom reprimands firmly. "Leave the nice lady alone!" He says as he walks in in his moon elf form.
"But daddy, I was interested!"
"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."
"Noctus..." He says warningly. "No, she didn't have to be lying. And as for her not letting you see her sword, it's HER'S. She can show it to who she likes, or not show it."
"But I wanted to see it!"
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
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.
"hmmm" she thought for a moment "One of the boys, a young lad but with elves its hard to tell, came from there. He was an weapons-smith"
He chuckles. "Time for a full introduction then." He says with a smile. "Iralias Duskryn, chief bard of Queen Titiana, Queen of Summer, and a Fey pseudo-prince." He says, bowing his head slightly.
"I cannot answer your questions" enter in the stressed smile
"Why not?"
"I am not as knowledgable as others"
"But you're a grown up, so you have answers."
She chuckles "I may be a grown-up but i do not have all the answers"
"But you have answers."
"I don't dear" she said "I know tactics to fight, i know about my God i follow, but somethings i do not"
"Oh......... My question was about your god, so you're lying then."
"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"
"You're lying about not knowing whether your god is the god of the sun, the sunlight, or light in general."
"Noctus!" Phantom reprimands firmly. "Leave the nice lady alone!" He says as he walks in in his moon elf form.
"But daddy, I was interested!"
"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."
"Noctus..." He says warningly. "No, she didn't have to be lying. And as for her not letting you see her sword, it's HER'S. She can show it to who she likes, or not show it."
"But I wanted to see it!"
"Noctus!" He says sharply. (Don't make me take away your weapons...) He growls telepathically.
"I cannot answer your questions" enter in the stressed smile
"Why not?"
"I am not as knowledgable as others"
"But you're a grown up, so you have answers."
She chuckles "I may be a grown-up but i do not have all the answers"
"But you have answers."
"I don't dear" she said "I know tactics to fight, i know about my God i follow, but somethings i do not"
"Oh......... My question was about your god, so you're lying then."
"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"
"You're lying about not knowing whether your god is the god of the sun, the sunlight, or light in general."
"Noctus!" Phantom reprimands firmly. "Leave the nice lady alone!" He says as he walks in in his moon elf form.
"But daddy, I was interested!"
"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."
"Noctus..." He says warningly. "No, she didn't have to be lying. And as for her not letting you see her sword, it's HER'S. She can show it to who she likes, or not show it."
"But I wanted to see it!"
"Noctus!" He says sharply. (Don't make me take away your weapons...) He growls telepathically.
Noctus sulks.
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
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.
"hmmm" she thought for a moment "One of the boys, a young lad but with elves its hard to tell, came from there. He was an weapons-smith"
He chuckles. "Time for a full introduction then." He says with a smile. "Iralias Duskryn, chief bard of Queen Titiana, Queen of Summer, and a Fey pseudo-prince." He says, bowing his head slightly.
She smiles "Pleasure to meet you!" she said 'I am Elladoba Briaxei, Paladin of the Sun Knights. Defeater of Allbius the dread titan. follower of the sun god, Apollo" She said and bowed her head "My titles are not as fancy as yours"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I cannot answer your questions" enter in the stressed smile
"Why not?"
"I am not as knowledgable as others"
"But you're a grown up, so you have answers."
She chuckles "I may be a grown-up but i do not have all the answers"
"But you have answers."
"I don't dear" she said "I know tactics to fight, i know about my God i follow, but somethings i do not"
"Oh......... My question was about your god, so you're lying then."
"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"
"You're lying about not knowing whether your god is the god of the sun, the sunlight, or light in general."
"Noctus!" Phantom reprimands firmly. "Leave the nice lady alone!" He says as he walks in in his moon elf form.
"But daddy, I was interested!"
"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."
"Noctus..." He says warningly. "No, she didn't have to be lying. And as for her not letting you see her sword, it's HER'S. She can show it to who she likes, or not show it."
"But I wanted to see it!"
"Noctus!" He says sharply. (Don't make me take away your weapons...) He growls telepathically.
"I cannot answer your questions" enter in the stressed smile
"Why not?"
"I am not as knowledgable as others"
"But you're a grown up, so you have answers."
She chuckles "I may be a grown-up but i do not have all the answers"
"But you have answers."
"I don't dear" she said "I know tactics to fight, i know about my God i follow, but somethings i do not"
"Oh......... My question was about your god, so you're lying then."
"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"
"You're lying about not knowing whether your god is the god of the sun, the sunlight, or light in general."
"Noctus!" Phantom reprimands firmly. "Leave the nice lady alone!" He says as he walks in in his moon elf form.
"But daddy, I was interested!"
"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."
"Noctus..." He says warningly. "No, she didn't have to be lying. And as for her not letting you see her sword, it's HER'S. She can show it to who she likes, or not show it."
"But I wanted to see it!"
"Noctus!" He says sharply. (Don't make me take away your weapons...) He growls telepathically.
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.
"hmmm" she thought for a moment "One of the boys, a young lad but with elves its hard to tell, came from there. He was an weapons-smith"
He chuckles. "Time for a full introduction then." He says with a smile. "Iralias Duskryn, chief bard of Queen Titiana, Queen of Summer, and a Fey pseudo-prince." He says, bowing his head slightly.
She smiles "Pleasure to meet you!" she said 'I am Elladoba Briaxei, Paladin of the Sun Knights. Defeater of Allbius the dread titan. follower of the sun god, Apollo" She said and bowed her head "My titles are not as fancy as yours"
He smiles. "Those are still plenty impressive, Ella."
"I cannot answer your questions" enter in the stressed smile
"Why not?"
"I am not as knowledgable as others"
"But you're a grown up, so you have answers."
She chuckles "I may be a grown-up but i do not have all the answers"
"But you have answers."
"I don't dear" she said "I know tactics to fight, i know about my God i follow, but somethings i do not"
"Oh......... My question was about your god, so you're lying then."
"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"
"You're lying about not knowing whether your god is the god of the sun, the sunlight, or light in general."
"Noctus!" Phantom reprimands firmly. "Leave the nice lady alone!" He says as he walks in in his moon elf form.
"But daddy, I was interested!"
"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."
"Noctus..." He says warningly. "No, she didn't have to be lying. And as for her not letting you see her sword, it's HER'S. She can show it to who she likes, or not show it."
"But I wanted to see it!"
"Noctus!" He says sharply. (Don't make me take away your weapons...) He growls telepathically.
She smiles "Its okay dear....here" she digs around in her satchel for a moment before pulling out a small metal bug that looks like a scarab "Little trinket i picked up in the desert"
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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.
"hmmm" she thought for a moment "One of the boys, a young lad but with elves its hard to tell, came from there. He was an weapons-smith"
He chuckles. "Time for a full introduction then." He says with a smile. "Iralias Duskryn, chief bard of Queen Titiana, Queen of Summer, and a Fey pseudo-prince." He says, bowing his head slightly.
She smiles "Pleasure to meet you!" she said 'I am Elladoba Briaxei, Paladin of the Sun Knights. Defeater of Allbius the dread titan. follower of the sun god, Apollo" She said and bowed her head "My titles are not as fancy as yours"
He smiles. "Those are still plenty impressive, Ella."
She chuckles "They aren't really, titles are just titles, just words"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"hmmm" she thought for a moment "One of the boys, a young lad but with elves its hard to tell, came from there. He was an weapons-smith"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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"Noctus..." He says warningly. "No, she didn't have to be lying. And as for her not letting you see her sword, it's HER'S. She can show it to who she likes, or not show it."
She sighs "Ah well..." she leans her head on her hand
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"But I wanted to see it!"
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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.
He chuckles. "Time for a full introduction then." He says with a smile. "Iralias Duskryn, chief bard of Queen Titiana, Queen of Summer, and a Fey pseudo-prince." He says, bowing his head slightly.
"Noctus!" He says sharply. (Don't make me take away your weapons...) He growls telepathically.
Noctus sulks.
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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 "Pleasure to meet you!" she said 'I am Elladoba Briaxei, Paladin of the Sun Knights. Defeater of Allbius the dread titan. follower of the sun god, Apollo" She said and bowed her head "My titles are not as fancy as yours"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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Kensuri is inside the tavern, her umbrella over her arm, both if which are in her hoodie pocket. *She's my vampire girl, look at pfp for basic desc.*
Laci is in his room, mouthing words to himself as he flips his coin, the door open a creak so the coin flips are heard.
Rax is plucking his guitar, playing some stuff to himself in front of the fire, captivated by it.
*Interstingly enough Ella would have quite the interaction with any of these three.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*also some of these chains are BIG, could they be cut please? Thank you!*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*WILL DOOOOO*
Ella is wandering around, watching people, taking mental notes of others and such. She spies Kensuri outside (Outside? idk) and waves
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Okay lol, also I specified that Kensuri is inside.*
Her grey eyed gaze peers at Ella, she slowly puts a hand up to wave.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
(Say you're sorry, Noctus...)
*Me: ohhhhhhhhhhh you did......... i am what you call very dumb*
Ella walks over and smiles "Hello!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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"...................................................................................................................................................................................................sorry."
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.
He smiles. "Those are still plenty impressive, Ella."
*lol*
Her face & voice both radiate 'I don't care' "こんにちは, or hi, as I'm yet to meet a person who speaks Japanese here."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
She smiles "Its okay dear....here" she digs around in her satchel for a moment before pulling out a small metal bug that looks like a scarab "Little trinket i picked up in the desert"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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She chuckles "They aren't really, titles are just titles, just words"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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*HAH WATCH THIS*
"おー！私の母国語を話す人に会えてうれしいです！""Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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