*i wouldn’t mind if it’s not too much trouble for you*
“Whoa. I was on my honeymoon. But I’d love to hear about what I missed!”
*Heres the intro so you know about the char.
The way of a wanderer is an arduous journey, made by those with no true home, searching for something far from being found, and so, they look. Stepping across the world, in search of answers to questions unknown. A wanderer makes their way to Lord's Point, though not by the usual town entrance.
The waves of the beach crash against the shore in a consistent melody of the ocean, and out of those beautiful and unrelenting waves seems to walk out someone. Dressed in a Kamono of soft sky blues and detailed with tanned trims, making an image across his back, a symbol of a sun setting over a turbulent ocean, somehow completely dry despite the water all around them. Their face is hidden by straw formed Kasa, though their bluish skin and seaweed green hair tells that they are a Sea Elf. Two blades rest on their belt of equal length, others resting on his other side, though those two seem to be his main ones, the top of the hilts and sheaths glowing with translucent light, flickering with power hidden from knowing. He's tall, not especially so, but tall nonetheless, and the same of his fitness, built as most other Elves are, more made of dexterity and elegance rather than overwhelming power. He sits down on a rock, taking out an instrument, A Ruan, also completely dry as he faces the ocean, beginning to pluck the strings in eerily beautiful tones, matching each crash of water against the rocks with his fingers.
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"Okay, get yerself a seat. Did ya know I had a daughter all this time?" She asks, ordering them both a drink.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Felix instructs them the best he can, and he seems very insightful when it comes to the subject of food. Felix prepares tea for himself. By the time they've finished, the fire within the spider shrine has gone out, causing it to morph into a small table. Felix puts the drinks on it and clears his throat. "Now, let's talk. Mr. Hunter, I assume you're hunting Mr. Dotsk because you need money for something?"
"Have ye seen the price for his head?" the hunter asks
"I mean, who hasn't? But you understand who he's dealt with and fought off before you came along, right? This must be of major importance for you to risk your life, the most valuable thing you own, for such a comparatively meager payout. So, what's up?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Felix instructs them the best he can, and he seems very insightful when it comes to the subject of food. Felix prepares tea for himself. By the time they've finished, the fire within the spider shrine has gone out, causing it to morph into a small table. Felix puts the drinks on it and clears his throat. "Now, let's talk. Mr. Hunter, I assume you're hunting Mr. Dotsk because you need money for something?"
"Have ye seen the price for his head?" the hunter asks
"I mean, who hasn't? But you understand who he's dealt with and fought off before you came along, right? This must be of major importance for you to risk your life, the most valuable thing you own, for such a comparatively meager payout. So, what's up?"
"Just need the money. That's it."
"They messed up my nose in the drawing..." THeren grumbles
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Felix, of the Ambersmoke family. A pleasure to meet you too." He does a little bow. "You seem like a warrior of some kind. Care to take a little rest with me?"
"Ah, the Ambersmokes, and the best member of them, from what I've heard." He returns the bow, taking off his hat and letting his hair down, "I would be honored to."
Felix smiles. "That's a big compliment, man. Thanks for that." He conjures a plate and a cup. "What would you like? I'll summon it from the Divine Pantry. Normally we'd cook it together, but we're just chillaxxing right now."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Felix, of the Ambersmoke family. A pleasure to meet you too." He does a little bow. "You seem like a warrior of some kind. Care to take a little rest with me?"
"Ah, the Ambersmokes, and the best member of them, from what I've heard." He returns the bow, taking off his hat and letting his hair down, "I would be honored to."
Felix smiles. "That's a big compliment, man. Thanks for that." He conjures a plate and a cup. "What would you like? I'll summon it from the Divine Pantry. Normally we'd cook it together, but we're just chillaxxing right now."
"I wish I knew how to cook, unfortunately I lack such a talent myself. I don't know what I would like, possibly some spicy Udon, if you are willing to provide such a gift." He says, taking out his Roan and beginning to play.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
The Architect is at the Beach again, attempting once again to capture the haunting beauty of the Nocturne in a painting, trying not to think about what happened the other day with her old friend.
*Good morning, dear friend of mine.*
After her old friend had left, Henry had left as well, going somewhere harmless to unleash his anger, and now he is back with his wife, watching the waves lap against the Beach. He has his head in his hands, just sitting there.
*How doth thee fare today?*
After a minute, she pauses her work on her painting, walking over and sitting beside him, watching the waves as well. She doesn't say anything- she doesn't want to push him to talk about what they both know is bothering them.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"I mean, who hasn't? But you understand who he's dealt with and fought off before you came along, right? This must be of major importance for you to risk your life, the most valuable thing you own, for such a comparatively meager payout. So, what's up?"
"Just need the money. That's it."
"They messed up my nose in the drawing..." THeren grumbles
"Well, what do you actually need it for?"
He pats Theren on the shoulder, able to reach since the elf (I think) is sitting down.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Architect is at the Beach again, attempting once again to capture the haunting beauty of the Nocturne in a painting, trying not to think about what happened the other day with her old friend.
*Good morning, dear friend of mine.*
After her old friend had left, Henry had left as well, going somewhere harmless to unleash his anger, and now he is back with his wife, watching the waves lap against the Beach. He has his head in his hands, just sitting there.
*How doth thee fare today?*
After a minute, she pauses her work on her painting, walking over and sitting beside him, watching the waves as well. She doesn't say anything- she doesn't want to push him to talk about what they both know is bothering them.
*I fare well, I've got a new character I think I like, and you?*
He reaches out a hand to hold theirs, looking back up from his hands, taking a deep breath, "I know this is hard for you, KK, but I am going to remain as supportive as I can be. I just want you to know, my patience has a limit, dear."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"I mean, who hasn't? But you understand who he's dealt with and fought off before you came along, right? This must be of major importance for you to risk your life, the most valuable thing you own, for such a comparatively meager payout. So, what's up?"
"Just need the money. That's it."
"They messed up my nose in the drawing..." THeren grumbles
"Well, what do you actually need it for?"
He pats Theren on the shoulder, able to reach since the elf (I think) is sitting down.
"Family."
The half-elf smiles a bit
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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"Theren, pleasures all mine Uzui."
"And that is?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Do you wanna vent about it? I have a little bit before I go, but I'm open for a bit.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Heres the intro so you know about the char.
The way of a wanderer is an arduous journey, made by those with no true home, searching for something far from being found, and so, they look. Stepping across the world, in search of answers to questions unknown. A wanderer makes their way to Lord's Point, though not by the usual town entrance.
The waves of the beach crash against the shore in a consistent melody of the ocean, and out of those beautiful and unrelenting waves seems to walk out someone. Dressed in a Kamono of soft sky blues and detailed with tanned trims, making an image across his back, a symbol of a sun setting over a turbulent ocean, somehow completely dry despite the water all around them. Their face is hidden by straw formed Kasa, though their bluish skin and seaweed green hair tells that they are a Sea Elf. Two blades rest on their belt of equal length, others resting on his other side, though those two seem to be his main ones, the top of the hilts and sheaths glowing with translucent light, flickering with power hidden from knowing. He's tall, not especially so, but tall nonetheless, and the same of his fitness, built as most other Elves are, more made of dexterity and elegance rather than overwhelming power. He sits down on a rock, taking out an instrument, A Ruan, also completely dry as he faces the ocean, beginning to pluck the strings in eerily beautiful tones, matching each crash of water against the rocks with his fingers.
*
"Okay, get yerself a seat. Did ya know I had a daughter all this time?" She asks, ordering them both a drink.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"I mean, who hasn't? But you understand who he's dealt with and fought off before you came along, right? This must be of major importance for you to risk your life, the most valuable thing you own, for such a comparatively meager payout. So, what's up?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I can help stop these bounty hunters, as least a bit."
She puts her hand on her belly, looking up to them "Our child."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Just need the money. That's it."
"They messed up my nose in the drawing..." THeren grumbles
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Nah, its fine. Most of them go away once they start losing."
"Thats a wonderful point." he says, kissing her forehead softly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Felix smiles. "That's a big compliment, man. Thanks for that." He conjures a plate and a cup. "What would you like? I'll summon it from the Divine Pantry. Normally we'd cook it together, but we're just chillaxxing right now."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"If you say so, my offer will remain." He stops playing, putting his Roan away.
She kisses their neck in response, holding them tight.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
“Now drop your weapons.” Thirteen orders, before turning to Theren. “You alright? I wouldn’t want to spoil the battle.”
“So where did you guys come from?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I wish I knew how to cook, unfortunately I lack such a talent myself. I don't know what I would like, possibly some spicy Udon, if you are willing to provide such a gift." He says, taking out his Roan and beginning to play.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"I do appreciate it."
He hugs her back
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He drops his katana. "Im fine." Theren sighs
"A far far far away place."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I assume you've lived in this town for a long time, what it it's name?"
The liquidyness steadily grows, but she tries to ignore it.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*How doth thee fare today?*
After a minute, she pauses her work on her painting, walking over and sitting beside him, watching the waves as well. She doesn't say anything- she doesn't want to push him to talk about what they both know is bothering them.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Well, what do you actually need it for?"
He pats Theren on the shoulder, able to reach since the elf (I think) is sitting down.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Lords Point."
He closes his eyes
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I fare well, I've got a new character I think I like, and you?*
He reaches out a hand to hold theirs, looking back up from his hands, taking a deep breath, "I know this is hard for you, KK, but I am going to remain as supportive as I can be. I just want you to know, my patience has a limit, dear."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
(does anyone want to rp)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Whatever it takes
Yeah, take me to the top
I'm ready for whatever it takes
'Cause I love the adrenaline in my veins
I do what it takes
"Family."
The half-elf smiles a bit
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.