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STATUS: Smarty Jones... Just... Consider removing the 'Smarty' part of your name if you're going to try and kick up a side-argument here, there's no reason for that. Otherwise, let's just move on. 3 yrs ago
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Smarty Jones... Just... Consider removing the 'Smarty' part of your name if you're going to try and kick up a side-argument here, there's no reason for that. Otherwise, let's just move on.
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People don't tend to think about rules when in disputes. Instead, just point out that whoever stops arguing first gets to see the other make a fool of themselves if they going after it all stopped.
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The best part about being on the Guild this long is that nowadays, I can sit back and chuckle as the newcomers try to start a fight an instead get all the old hands ganging up on them. Popcorn for me.
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Got my first covid vaccination today. I was terrified, but the staff there were very well trained and things went well.
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Every few minutes playing Mass Effect: Legendary Edition, I tear up from the memories. It's not often you get a game that truly pulls at the same heartstrings as your childhood playthrough's once did.
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The man's words confused her. Dungeons and what? Skye thought, resisting the urge to run a hand through her hair in thought. Instead, that hand remained on the arrow, ready to release. The way the man was treating her, in her eyes, was passive aggressive. He had called her a bullshit roleplayer, or something like that, and mentioned dungeons. Was he insulting her? She was not a bullshit person. Was he trying to capture her? He was definitely mentioning a dungeon, no communication error there.
She began to feel a little scared on the inside. Skye had done nothing wrong! Was he some sort of captor from another land, going to try and steal her and make her work as a slave wherever he came from? That seemed the most likely, dressed in such threatening apparel and acting in such a manner he was. The stereotypical rough slave driver popped into her head.
He hadn't answered her question either, so he was clearly trying to remain anonymous. No, she wasn't going to-
Skye's hand released the arrow the second he took a step closer, without her even thinking about it. The conclusions she had come to had triggered the response. She froze, however, when the arrow struck the man's chestplate and did not penetrate, just fall to the ground. She reached back to pull a second arrow out of her quiver, going to fire this one at the man's faceplate if she got it drawn fast enough. Go for the eyes, her mind told her. The man had no eyes, but a faceplate, and she hoped it would be weaker there.
She began to feel a little scared on the inside. Skye had done nothing wrong! Was he some sort of captor from another land, going to try and steal her and make her work as a slave wherever he came from? That seemed the most likely, dressed in such threatening apparel and acting in such a manner he was. The stereotypical rough slave driver popped into her head.
He hadn't answered her question either, so he was clearly trying to remain anonymous. No, she wasn't going to-
Skye's hand released the arrow the second he took a step closer, without her even thinking about it. The conclusions she had come to had triggered the response. She froze, however, when the arrow struck the man's chestplate and did not penetrate, just fall to the ground. She reached back to pull a second arrow out of her quiver, going to fire this one at the man's faceplate if she got it drawn fast enough. Go for the eyes, her mind told her. The man had no eyes, but a faceplate, and she hoped it would be weaker there.
@Hostile, I'm assuming that an arrow would not break through the armour he is wearing? Going by the educated guess that you're a big Halo fan, it almost seems like he's wearing MJOLNIR Mark IV. Older, no shield, yet still boosts the reflexes etc. of the user. Educated guess, I used to be quite the Halo nerd. But it probably wouldn't, right?
I don't mind if someone else wants to go talk to Ruby, or wants me too make her talk to someone.
Skye watched with a mixture of fear and curiosity as the armour-clad person suddenly shifted into a pose of what she could assume was combat. It was hard to say whether or not he was holding a weapon: For all she knew, the thing in his hands was some kind of religious thing, and he was clutching it in his hands in hopes that it would grant him some kind of victory.
Perhaps it was a weapon, as he was holding it toward the treeline in her vague direction, as one would hold such a weapon when confronted with a threat. Does he possibly know I'm here? She asked herself mentally, before her suspicions grew tenfold. The thing had started to walk toward her!
She blinked rapidly, trying to clear her thoughts, as he called out. It seemed that he, Skye had clear clarification that the thing was male based on his voice, spoke perfect English.
As the man came closer, Skye knew for sure that he knew where she was, and she needed to stand for herself or he may follow her.
Skye sidestepped out from behind the tree she was hiding. Simultaneously, she whipped out an arrow, drawing it in less than a second, pointing it to the armoured knight.
"Who are you?" Skye asked, her voice as cool and calm as the blue sky above. Her arrow never wavered.
Perhaps it was a weapon, as he was holding it toward the treeline in her vague direction, as one would hold such a weapon when confronted with a threat. Does he possibly know I'm here? She asked herself mentally, before her suspicions grew tenfold. The thing had started to walk toward her!
She blinked rapidly, trying to clear her thoughts, as he called out. It seemed that he, Skye had clear clarification that the thing was male based on his voice, spoke perfect English.
As the man came closer, Skye knew for sure that he knew where she was, and she needed to stand for herself or he may follow her.
Skye sidestepped out from behind the tree she was hiding. Simultaneously, she whipped out an arrow, drawing it in less than a second, pointing it to the armoured knight.
"Who are you?" Skye asked, her voice as cool and calm as the blue sky above. Her arrow never wavered.
RED CROW FIELD
3:15PM
The fields were beautiful to Skye. Walking through them just made her feel at peace, one with nature. Fortunately, it wasn't raining, for she didn't like the feeling of getting drenched. Instead, the sun was only blocked by a few sparse clouds, and there was a nice warmth in the air.
The sun did, however, get blocked, and Skye looked up as some sort of humming sound, way off, started. This sound started to get louder, until soon she spotted something flying not that far from her. At first, she believed it to be a dragon, one made of steel! Soon, however, she saw that it had no form with wings that flapped. In disbelief, Skye stared as it flew and landed a bit away from her, some sort of legs deploying before it lowered into a clearing of the forest.
Skye was tempted to believe what she was seeing was only a hallucination. She was tempted to just forget about what she saw, and continue on her way home, before relaxing in front of a fire and perhaps having a snooze.
However, curiosity lingered within Skye. She wanted to see what the thing was. Plus, it was in the vague direction of home, and she could take a peek at it.
It didn't take a moment later for Skye to come to a decision. She began to run her way forward, following the hum the strange thing was making. She was getting close as the hum, which had been declining all the while, died entirely. Reaching the clearing, she hugged a tree as she looked at the large, metallic thing up close. It was quite big! She peered at it, before her eyes met... A knight? It was certainly someone or something humanoid, and it looked to be wearing armour. Unless it was some sort of metal creature, and the thing that flew was it's steed.
She stood in silence, watching the knight looking man that had descended from the flying creature, barely concealing herself from the shock she had from seeing something she would never had thought she see in seventy lifetimes!
3:15PM
The fields were beautiful to Skye. Walking through them just made her feel at peace, one with nature. Fortunately, it wasn't raining, for she didn't like the feeling of getting drenched. Instead, the sun was only blocked by a few sparse clouds, and there was a nice warmth in the air.
The sun did, however, get blocked, and Skye looked up as some sort of humming sound, way off, started. This sound started to get louder, until soon she spotted something flying not that far from her. At first, she believed it to be a dragon, one made of steel! Soon, however, she saw that it had no form with wings that flapped. In disbelief, Skye stared as it flew and landed a bit away from her, some sort of legs deploying before it lowered into a clearing of the forest.
Skye was tempted to believe what she was seeing was only a hallucination. She was tempted to just forget about what she saw, and continue on her way home, before relaxing in front of a fire and perhaps having a snooze.
However, curiosity lingered within Skye. She wanted to see what the thing was. Plus, it was in the vague direction of home, and she could take a peek at it.
It didn't take a moment later for Skye to come to a decision. She began to run her way forward, following the hum the strange thing was making. She was getting close as the hum, which had been declining all the while, died entirely. Reaching the clearing, she hugged a tree as she looked at the large, metallic thing up close. It was quite big! She peered at it, before her eyes met... A knight? It was certainly someone or something humanoid, and it looked to be wearing armour. Unless it was some sort of metal creature, and the thing that flew was it's steed.
She stood in silence, watching the knight looking man that had descended from the flying creature, barely concealing herself from the shock she had from seeing something she would never had thought she see in seventy lifetimes!
Never good at first posts. XD
AVALON - OUTSIDE THE INDIGO FAMILY RESIDENCE
3:00pm
Something could look good at first, yet prove bad in future, though at the same time perhaps something could look bad at first, but seem good in the end. Skye had been through both experiences. Avalon was a wonderful town. Though was that from living in it for most of her life, or was that just because the people in it were so friendly, the buildings so nice? Both, at least, to Skye. Sometimes she wanted to live in Avalon again, perhaps she would one day, but for now she liked to have some peace.
Though family was family, and Skye had to visit once in a while, even though her father was more dominant than he had been before and her stepmother was, how could she put it nicely, a bitch.
The visit to her father had went spectacularly, Skye thought sarcastically to herself. Her father wanted her back at home, and when she refused to go he threw a tantrum. Skye had found comedy that her mother had then yelled for her to go to her room, like she still lived there and was under her parents' rule. She had taken her leave then, walking out of the family home and making her way to the fields.
It was not uncommon for someone to be carrying a weapon in town, rather somewhere between common and uncommon. A few guards eyed Skye and her bow nervously, but the veterans shrugged it off; as long as the weapon remained sheathed, they paid no heed as she trotted through the small wall that marked the border of the town, and towards home, leaving the path soon enough and trotting her way through Red Crow Field in the direction of her home.
3:00pm
Something could look good at first, yet prove bad in future, though at the same time perhaps something could look bad at first, but seem good in the end. Skye had been through both experiences. Avalon was a wonderful town. Though was that from living in it for most of her life, or was that just because the people in it were so friendly, the buildings so nice? Both, at least, to Skye. Sometimes she wanted to live in Avalon again, perhaps she would one day, but for now she liked to have some peace.
Though family was family, and Skye had to visit once in a while, even though her father was more dominant than he had been before and her stepmother was, how could she put it nicely, a bitch.
The visit to her father had went spectacularly, Skye thought sarcastically to herself. Her father wanted her back at home, and when she refused to go he threw a tantrum. Skye had found comedy that her mother had then yelled for her to go to her room, like she still lived there and was under her parents' rule. She had taken her leave then, walking out of the family home and making her way to the fields.
It was not uncommon for someone to be carrying a weapon in town, rather somewhere between common and uncommon. A few guards eyed Skye and her bow nervously, but the veterans shrugged it off; as long as the weapon remained sheathed, they paid no heed as she trotted through the small wall that marked the border of the town, and towards home, leaving the path soon enough and trotting her way through Red Crow Field in the direction of her home.
There we go, @Hostile! Finally done it. XD
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