Oh, I understand completely. No need to defend him. :p
If Kiara wasn't going through everything she is, she'd probably be 100x worse. Like. Literally would have drawn that knife and charged him. Buuuut, fortunately for the both of them she's got other things to worry about.
Though now that you say it, I'm super looking forward to seeing a drunk Ostus. Entertaining for me, eternally frustrating for Kiara, I imagine.
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Hello all who have deigned to grace my profile with their presence! I am the great Arrayah, lord of the Phoenix. Or something. I don't know.
Anyways, bio. As of writing this, I am a 23 year old female. I am married. I own two dogs (a Dalmatian and a Labrador... so cliche). I work from home. I like crafty stuff and games. I used to be an MMORPG girl, but have since moved on to things like Minecraft and Ark as well as Rimworld and Dwarf Fortress. Who knows what's next?
I love writing, but only get to roleplaying a few times every couple years. Unfortunately, life gets in the way. I'm starting to have more time lately, and thought it'd be fine to start it up again. We'll see how it goes, but hopefully I stick around this time.
I was on the old RPGuild, so you may recognize my name. If so, hello again! If not, maybe we'll have lots of fun together. If I've been online recently, and you're interested in doing an RP, feel free to PM me. I'm almost always interested in 1x1s as long as I don't have too many going on. Check some of my old threads to see my rules, or pm me if that's too much hassle.
Long live the Phoenix Queen. Or something or other.
Anyways, bio. As of writing this, I am a 23 year old female. I am married. I own two dogs (a Dalmatian and a Labrador... so cliche). I work from home. I like crafty stuff and games. I used to be an MMORPG girl, but have since moved on to things like Minecraft and Ark as well as Rimworld and Dwarf Fortress. Who knows what's next?
I love writing, but only get to roleplaying a few times every couple years. Unfortunately, life gets in the way. I'm starting to have more time lately, and thought it'd be fine to start it up again. We'll see how it goes, but hopefully I stick around this time.
I was on the old RPGuild, so you may recognize my name. If so, hello again! If not, maybe we'll have lots of fun together. If I've been online recently, and you're interested in doing an RP, feel free to PM me. I'm almost always interested in 1x1s as long as I don't have too many going on. Check some of my old threads to see my rules, or pm me if that's too much hassle.
Long live the Phoenix Queen. Or something or other.
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Welp. That was a fun range of emotions. I do so love RPing women.
Siiiiigh. If it was me he would be on the ground with one eye so swollen he'd look like a cyclops. But it's not me and she's had a long day D:
Siiiiigh. If it was me he would be on the ground with one eye so swollen he'd look like a cyclops. But it's not me and she's had a long day D:
There had not been a single word said to Ostus so far that was not meant to get a reaction, but this... this was too much. Kiara had been completely unprepared for his response. Joking about things like this in private was one thing, even talking about it seriously, but to say those things in front of a stranger? She knew that he knew exactly how inappropriate and embarrassing it was. He must have thought it was worth the humiliation of being a housewife just to see her reaction and gain her money.
It felt like an hour that she just stood there, wide eyes staring back at him in horror. She would have liked to stand like that a few hours more, but unfortunately her mind had other ideas. With such a description, she could not help but picture it. This in turn led to all the blood rushing to her face in a way she was sure to entertain the soldier at fault. Normally, this would have easily turned to anger, but Kiara was still in shock.
It took several minutes for her coloring to return to normal, only to brighten again because of her fury. The only image she could see was of her throwing her fist into his face. It was one thing for her to embarrass him. He had shown no respect for her since they had met. He had questioned her motives, her lifestyle, and even had the nerve to treat her as though she knew nothing of her own country. Putting him down just helped to even the score a bit. However, he had not held a thing back and made her look like a fool in front of another. Perhaps, if she had really been his blacksmith wife, she could have taken this - though she doubted even then. Kiara was not a wife, though, and certainly not his. She was fucking royalty and she was getting tired of how disrespectful he was continuing to be. It was getting to a point where she wondered if she actually preferred people being nice to her just because of who she was. At least it was better than them treating her this way because of their awful assumptions.
Finally, Kiara realized that she was still just standing there, silent. Knowing she should respond was not helpful because she had no idea what to say. Honestly, she was ready to just go on her own. She was better with the bow than he thought and clever enough to beat many Astoran soldiers in combat. The only problem was that she was frightened. Even with her skills, it was dangerous. More so, it was lonely.
A long sigh of exhaustion escaped her lips as she made her decision. If he could openly glare at her and make her sound like some bar wench, she did not see why she had to smile at him any longer. Instead, she just turned to the horse keeper and gave him a look that said she knew they were being played. It was Ostus's fault, really. What kind of man pulls out his entire pouch? Obviously, it is a better strategy to discuss price first, then pull out only what is decided on. If a seller gets a look at how much you have, they will always try to take the most they can.
Shaking her head at the thought, Kiara sighed again and finally spoke. Her best bet was to just ignore everything Ostus had said regarding their... 'private' life. "Find the best, and I will part with 70 gold." It was a rather high price, but to her it was nothing, and she knew it was a deal too good for the stable man to question or refuse. "Anything to make my husband happy," she continued, her voice filled with a sarcasm she was trying her damnedest to hide. Under her breath, she added, "Anything to get this over with more like.." If neither of them were careful, they would have their very own war on their hands. Kiara decided that trying to end one was more than enough work for her.
It felt like an hour that she just stood there, wide eyes staring back at him in horror. She would have liked to stand like that a few hours more, but unfortunately her mind had other ideas. With such a description, she could not help but picture it. This in turn led to all the blood rushing to her face in a way she was sure to entertain the soldier at fault. Normally, this would have easily turned to anger, but Kiara was still in shock.
It took several minutes for her coloring to return to normal, only to brighten again because of her fury. The only image she could see was of her throwing her fist into his face. It was one thing for her to embarrass him. He had shown no respect for her since they had met. He had questioned her motives, her lifestyle, and even had the nerve to treat her as though she knew nothing of her own country. Putting him down just helped to even the score a bit. However, he had not held a thing back and made her look like a fool in front of another. Perhaps, if she had really been his blacksmith wife, she could have taken this - though she doubted even then. Kiara was not a wife, though, and certainly not his. She was fucking royalty and she was getting tired of how disrespectful he was continuing to be. It was getting to a point where she wondered if she actually preferred people being nice to her just because of who she was. At least it was better than them treating her this way because of their awful assumptions.
Finally, Kiara realized that she was still just standing there, silent. Knowing she should respond was not helpful because she had no idea what to say. Honestly, she was ready to just go on her own. She was better with the bow than he thought and clever enough to beat many Astoran soldiers in combat. The only problem was that she was frightened. Even with her skills, it was dangerous. More so, it was lonely.
A long sigh of exhaustion escaped her lips as she made her decision. If he could openly glare at her and make her sound like some bar wench, she did not see why she had to smile at him any longer. Instead, she just turned to the horse keeper and gave him a look that said she knew they were being played. It was Ostus's fault, really. What kind of man pulls out his entire pouch? Obviously, it is a better strategy to discuss price first, then pull out only what is decided on. If a seller gets a look at how much you have, they will always try to take the most they can.
Shaking her head at the thought, Kiara sighed again and finally spoke. Her best bet was to just ignore everything Ostus had said regarding their... 'private' life. "Find the best, and I will part with 70 gold." It was a rather high price, but to her it was nothing, and she knew it was a deal too good for the stable man to question or refuse. "Anything to make my husband happy," she continued, her voice filled with a sarcasm she was trying her damnedest to hide. Under her breath, she added, "Anything to get this over with more like.." If neither of them were careful, they would have their very own war on their hands. Kiara decided that trying to end one was more than enough work for her.
Oh jesus. Well. That's going to be fun to respond to.
Nope. This RP will continue with or without the Alpha, that won't be the problem seeing as he isn't the main character. If he doesn't respond to me by tonight, I'll figure something out, but Hide's little rant should allow the RP to move on without him for now.
I would agree with that if he hadn't already been posting. I suppose I could kill him off and have drall promote his guy, but I would feel terrible D:
By the way, I was meaning to say this much earlier, but urukhai I absolutely love your signature.
Yes, I'm nerdy and know it's binary code for letters that spell out a word. And yes, I went and looked it up in my lovely table of ASCII. So.. yay.
Yes, I'm nerdy and know it's binary code for letters that spell out a word. And yes, I went and looked it up in my lovely table of ASCII. So.. yay.
I've got an idea for a character, but I'd like some more info and to see how everyone ends up falling alliance wise.
It comes from all my years with brothers xD.
She gets the fun tongue without the annoyingness of actually having them lol
But yes! I agree. I love his comebacks to what she says. Always make me laugh.
She gets the fun tongue without the annoyingness of actually having them lol
But yes! I agree. I love his comebacks to what she says. Always make me laugh.
Ah, this was almost better than his reaction to her earlier statement. He was going to be so much fun to play with, despite how delusional she still thought he was. Though that part about the redheads smarted a bit, even if Kiara had just been thinking it moments before. It was completely different to make assumptions about herself than it was every time he made one. As soon as Ostus was cut off, she took the opportunity to speak.
"Oh please, just give us a moment to discuss," was all she said to the stable boy.. man, before turning a bright smile to her so called husband. Her voice was sugary sweet as she spoke quietly, even though the man could not hear what she had to say. "But, dear. I thought it was perfect because then it would give you a reason to despise me." Her tone turned cold as she reached the last few words, and she fought the urge to send an icy glare his way.
Just as she was about to continue her rant about how maybe he would finally understand how it felt to be treated like an idiotic housewife, something else caught her attention. It was a horse towards the back of the stable, a silky, ivory color. That was except for the spider-shaped mark on its hindquarter. The mare looked sturdy enough, and Kiara never could resist anything she deemed beautiful. For a moment, though, she thought about how she would likely have to leave this creature when they reached the mountains and felt a sudden sadness.
Her hand reached out to stroke the forehead of the mare. Despite her reservations, Kiara made her decision when the horse made a happy sort of whinny. "Husband, I demand this one. Seeing as your job is to make me happy, I suggest you give the man his money." Though her words were meant to strike at Ostus, the smile she gave him this time was genuine.
"Oh please, just give us a moment to discuss," was all she said to the stable boy.. man, before turning a bright smile to her so called husband. Her voice was sugary sweet as she spoke quietly, even though the man could not hear what she had to say. "But, dear. I thought it was perfect because then it would give you a reason to despise me." Her tone turned cold as she reached the last few words, and she fought the urge to send an icy glare his way.
Just as she was about to continue her rant about how maybe he would finally understand how it felt to be treated like an idiotic housewife, something else caught her attention. It was a horse towards the back of the stable, a silky, ivory color. That was except for the spider-shaped mark on its hindquarter. The mare looked sturdy enough, and Kiara never could resist anything she deemed beautiful. For a moment, though, she thought about how she would likely have to leave this creature when they reached the mountains and felt a sudden sadness.
Her hand reached out to stroke the forehead of the mare. Despite her reservations, Kiara made her decision when the horse made a happy sort of whinny. "Husband, I demand this one. Seeing as your job is to make me happy, I suggest you give the man his money." Though her words were meant to strike at Ostus, the smile she gave him this time was genuine.
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