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Yumeiko no Inari no Okami, Servant of the Goddess

Name: Yumeiko // Okami no Inari no Yumeiko
Image/Appearance:

Yumeiko

Race: Kinko Seishin
Racial Traits:
Shape Shifting - Yumeiko can easily change between her true fox shape, a demi-human shape, and a human shape, but it takes her effort to alter her appearance beyond changing between these shapes.
Animal Senses - Yumeiko has the sharp hearing and smelling of a fox, though her human form does dull these, somewhat.
Longevity - As a spirit fox and a servant of Inari no Ikami, Yumeiko enjoys immortality, but not invulnerability. The length of her life has earned her the total of five tails.
Blessed Tail - One of Yumeiko’s tails is blessed and will grant good fortunate. She won’t tell you which. She’s also immune to Miyuki’s cursed tail, on account of her blessed tail. The same goes for Miyuki, though. She cannot tell which tail is cursed, either, however.
Fox Fire - Her Fox Fire, the flames that radiate from the tips of her five tails, is quite a versatile magical ability. It can be used to glamor and transform objects, light fires, or light the way ahead. She can also shoot them as a firebolt projectile. The indigo-violet flames cast an ethereal light and smell faintly of lavender.
Magic Sense - The golden-furred spirit fox can sense the flow of mana in the space around her and, to a lesser extent, far away.
Spirit Medium - Yumeiko can communicate with spirits easily, and can readily form pacts with local gods.
Goddess Power - Under the correct circumstances, Yumeiko can perform great feats by the power and grace of Inari no Okami. She is especially adept at wielding holy objects, like prayer beads and talismans.

Requirements:
Grooming Supplies - Her fur and, more generally, her body, are just two of the ways that she expresses the beauty and elegance of her goddess. She must always look her best, lest she disgrace Okami no Inari.
Taiyaki - The correct energys to project herself to the heavenly plane to commune with Inari no Okami can only be obtained by consuming Taiyaki. Probably. Maybe.
Shrine to Inari no Okami - As a servant to the goddess, Yumeiko requires an adequate space to pray. It must have space for candles and incense and the proper acoustics. In order for her to be able to commune with Inari no Okami, certain rituals and ceremonies must be performed. Usually, these would be performed by priests and priestesses and she would have only to meditate, but, well..
Insulated Room - With the fine senses of an animal, Yumeiko needs sound and scent insulation to truly relax.

Personality: Yumeiko is a professional servant to her Goddess, Inari no Okami, even as she has been sent so far away from her forested mountain home. Or she tries to be. Things were a lot easier when she had humans to take care of the tedious bits. It’s definitely a pain to have to do all the work herself.

Though she laments the work, she’s too diligent to give it up. She knows how her goddess affects life across the land, and the power that comes with her diligence in the name of Okami no Inari.

While she appreciates the effort Miyuki puts in to aid her when she provides a mortal with a sacred vision, the Kyuubi could often be rather.. Yumeiko sometimes struggles to keep it together, while Miyuki is adding “allure”. Once or twice, she dropped character and repelled the flirtatious kiyuubi. Only twice. Three times.

She can be quite stern when her established expectations are not met. Besides that, she's quite a sweetheart, quite happy to offer hospitality and a comfortable, quiet place to those she trusts.

Background: Yumeiko once occupied a shine to the fox goddess, out in the mountains. There, she enjoyed a carefree life of the shrine’s spirit animal, loved and worshiped as a representative of Inari no Okami. The shrine maidens would groom her and feed her and perform the necessary rituals and rites, so that she could then ascend and commune with her goddess. At some point, another fox spirit found her way to the shrine and, after a touching story, was let to move in.

The wild fox introduced Yumeiko to many things. Her playfully mischievous nature grew on the shrine fox, and the two grew close. Yumeiko found herself, at times, indulging Miyuki’s vision of herself as a woman of high class. She had been, for a time. It was a comfort her friend sought, to be treated so. She could indulge her sometimes. The two of them would quarrel with the other residents of the mountain over territory or visit the humans. Yumeiko would bestow upon them sacred visions, while Miyuki liked to add a certain flair of.. allure, to her appearances before mortals.

The shrine, over time, became a forgotten place, and was eventually abandoned as the occupants faded away, the way time erases things. As the times changed, and people moved on and forgot, a retail developer decided they wanted the land. After a drawn-out, bloodless contention, the foxes were eventually forced out and had to find a new home in the Condos.

Building, Floor, and Room: Building 1, Floor #4, Room #407
Room description: The front door opens to a stone-floored foyer with a step up to a wooden hallway, slightly elevated over the stone floor underneath. At one end of the step, there’s a fox-sized hole. The hallways of the condo aren’t too spawling, and they’re lined with the paper walls and doors you might find in a traditional Japanese home. Tatami mats and a closet full of deployable furniture and other things particular to that space are found in most rooms. There is a courtyard and, on the far side of that, the main shrine.

Yumeiko’s room sits on the end of the main building, with a door to the interior of the main hall and a door to the courtyard, to allow her easy and ready access to the shrine. Within, her room is populated with various small icons of her goddess, like a bobblehead on her desk. She’s got art and calligraphy she’s done up on the walls, as well as a talisman or two mixed in, to prevent a certain someone from coming in uninvited. Which is which? She’ll never tell.

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Oh, it's Dragonfly! Too bad about that other RP we were lookin' at a month ago. But now we've got this! :D

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Yeah, mine should be done soon, too.

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Ooh, ice cream with rum! We should be friends.

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I think you're going to get that question a lot.

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It's Expendable and Xalt! Hello! :D

Foxgirls? Foxgirls.

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Oooh, something like this sounds like fun.

Rising Stars: A Fairy Tail AU

“Food’s included, no job requirements - I’m no mooch, now - no tests or entry period.. I’ll certainly take a room.” If she was going to be living in this building, Trinity had research to do. She dismissed the last instrument she had out, the trumpet, and its mute, before she began molding the sphere of energy she had held on to. Before she could, however, she stopped, studying the piece of energy in her hands and looking up and around. She was just at the door, the threshold of the building, able to see half the sky. “.. a.. thunderstorm..?” She didn’t remember a storm on the horizon, but these things could change suddenly. Perhaps one was brewing where she could not see, because of the building. Whatever.

She went inside and caught what Jenna had said about the jobs. The fishery? The musician cast her gaze for the job board, locating it shortly and going to inspect, molding her energy into a spherical microphone construct. Indeed, there was only one job left. Something about going to look for a fight? Guweh.

Jenna shouted about food and Trinity remembered she'd only had that little break at the coffee shop recently, “could you fix me something, too? Egg toast’d be great, please.” Aaah, nearly free food! Oooh, a hearty meal would be a good thing to get in her belly. She’d only had cash enough for a coffee and some whipped cream, before. Good coffee, at least. The spherical make she’d formed was feeding her information about the sound of the building, which she was using to get a feel for the acoustics. It floated over her shoulder and slightly behind her, shimmering and gold.

Jenna was busy welcoming more new members. That was a pleasant surprise, she thought she'd be the only one. There were more mages already joined than she'd thought there would be, too. This was the only guild in the Kingdom, after all. Trinity had herself a seat at the bar with her back to it and pulled out a small harp, tuning it shortly before she started to play a bit of chamber music. She would wait to introduce herself after their induction. No need to bombard them.

“.. there's no way I get booze, too, right?” The musician leaned back on the bar and peered back over it, examining what she could see as she played. There was no way. No way!

Once she’d examined the bar, she chose to watch the new recruits, wondering what their magics were and if they could fight. She didn’t really like the idea of grabbing tagalongs to do her fighting for her, but what else was she going to do? She could wait for more work to come in, but that also wasn’t really preferable. Well, at least she could eat.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Stratya Durmand

Time: 25th, 10 am
Location: Edwards Estate
Attire: Officer’s Formal
Family Dirk + Crest
Interactions: Anastasia @princess, Farim @Lava Alckon, Rohit @Helo
Mentions: Lorenzo

The Royal Cushion seemed to take a larger issue with the drinks than anyone else had. Her giggles, already subsiding, were pushed aside as she considered what he said, slowly, in her drunken mind. She thought for a moment before repeating, “tampered with? Mmnn..” her lips tightened and her brow furrowed her, then she closed her eyes, took a deep breath and, with a sudden duty driving her, focused.

Stratya was used to being in this kind of state. More specifically, her training prepared her for an altered state of mind. It took a little doing, but she managed to gather herself and begin a mental check. Had she been drugged, or bespelled? Did she need to do something?

… No. She was just pretty drunk.

“'At's just a verry strrong drrink, I think.” Stratya’s eyes opened slowly as the alcohol reestablished itself in her mind. The giggles came back as it did, “too strrong fahrr yeh?” The knight started on some of the food she’d picked out for herself, savoring the meat and potatoes, when Rohit approached.

Captain Durmand looked up at the new voice and reached out for something to drink. Her hand found the familiar stems and she looked at it briefly, before setting it back down. “Rrohit, y’say?” Her movements were careful, if drunkenly clumsy. She was compensating by slowing down. ”Cap'n Strratya Durrmand. T’ pigeon wit’ y’r let’err musta’ got’en lost, I’m surre we sen’ one.” The captain offered a grin, slightly nudging the half-drained cocktail away from herself again before turning back to Rohit. One was enough, she didn’t need the second. The first, emptied one was back at the table she’d sat at with Ariella.

A pint of mead was placed in front of her hand. She accepted it and gave it a happy sip, ”aye, ‘at’s t’ mead, alright.” When she turned to see where it had come from, she found the servant she asked for chocolate-covered fruit setting down chocolate-covered fruit. She gasped and grinned, “you brough’ me mead~, ooh, you ‘earrd me, did yah? I’ll come by la’er wit’ a baske’ o’ goodies for t’ staff, aye? Thank ye.”

That wasn’t quite how the servant had wanted that to go. He thought she might tip more.. baked goods? They'd better be good.

Wulfric’s appearance drew her attention back to Anastasia and whomever she was sitting on. She’d received dossiers, but those cocktails were strong. She got the feeling like she should probably know who this man was.

If she thought about it, not just anyone could get Wulfric’s attention. And without even trying! She should really know who this guy was, huh? Time to find out. ”As fine a jab as it migh’ be, I ge’ t’ distinct feelin’ I shoul’nae go ‘rround callin’ ye t’ Rroyal Cushion?” There was the barest hint of disapproval, but humor took the front of her tone. She took a bite of food.

After Farim had a chance to responded, Stratya began to discover just why Lorenzo was so infamous. The Boisterous Duke. The Ruling Riot of Vermillion. Lorenzo! Who could have missed the “DRAAAAKE” he bellowed? “Oh, Gods, wha’s tha’ man doing now?” Like an onlooker at a horrible wreck, she felt compelled, and she turned to watch.

The First Item! “Revolver?” From what we was saying, it sounded like, “a gun?” She’d not heard of a r e v o l v e r before. She was used to the older firearms found in the rural countryside. If you loaded them wrong, you could really hurt yourself. Take of fingers, or a hand. Had they fixed that problem, with whatever this was?

The Second Item! A courting.. kit..? Oh, Drake. Being from Vermillion, she felt like she should apologize to Drake for the Duke. And that was before Lorenzo mentioned: rubbers?! And the way he said it! She pressed her hands over her mouth, trying not to burst out laughing again, _{”H-hhh-Duke Lorenz–"} the failure to contain a laugh caused her to make a coarse noise, _{"Lorenzo, I’m tryin’ ta ea’! You preposterous man!”}

The Third Item “F-ferrets?” She reigned in her laughter, thinking about, “twin ferrets?” Guns, cologne, condoms, ferrets. What a roller coaster! She didn’t have the energy to fawn over the ferrets, even, “is i’ ovehr? Can I e-hee hee-ea’? I’m hungrry. Duke Lorrenzo's nae gonna make me laugh again, is he,” she whined softly but had to stifle giggles and calm herself still. She chortled, and snickered, enjoying herself but also wanting to eat. She had to stop laughing to do that. After a few resurgences, she managed to calm herself and start eating.