That was an epic collab, Savant! Well played!
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With a heavy heart, I set sail.
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First time making samosas from scratch; also making fried pakoras, fruit salad, and daal. I can't wait to try it all~
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Okowa, the sister of sushi! I got my chicken, my fish, my mushrooms - I'm gonna drown it all in soy sauce-
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Maybe I'll play Cyberpunk 2077 some more. My brother maxed out my character a year and a half ago. Haven't seen him since. Miss him.
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Mica, my pet snail, passed away today. :(
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”Mr. Dawson, why don't you have a seat?” He said, gesturing to the brown leather chair he had his hand resting on.
The men behind Adel stepped forward. They each placed a firm hand around his upper arms, half-guiding, half-dragging Adel to the seat. If Adel struggled in any way, their plan would have been quickly subduing him with a blow to the cheek - but besides tensing up, the man didn’t fight.
They shoved Adel into the seat, twisting it so it faced the mirror. Vincent still had that smirk on his face as he picked up a bowl of shaving cream and an applicator brush on the counter.
Slowly, methodically, Vincent applied shaving cream to Adel's face while speaking.
”Now, my men tell me that you and your spies have decided to make it your home in White Pine. Not that I care too much about that.”
He set down the bowl, picking out a barber's blade instead. He opened it, the fresh gleam of a clean, sharp blade within.
“What I really care about, though, is who set you up to do this.”
The blade pressed against Adel's neck as Vincent leaned over, staring at the man through the mirror.
”So, what'll it be, Canary? You gonna sing?”
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Nocturnal Memoirs (2024)
"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.
"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.
Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."
"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."
She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. "Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."
She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.
"You'll have to duel me for them."
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Iris Ascendis Roleplay (2023) | TikTok Tribute
We have a RPer Appreciation thread?
This is beautiful, I'll bookmark it. (2016)
Another kind comment. (2024)
This is what makes it worth it. (2024)
I'm grateful for the ride. (2024)
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@Andre Valias Yes please! You can ask more questions during or after your next meeting, she's not going anywhere. :>
Spend money and personnel to beat the exquisite crap out of your district? That sounds good to me. Id probably make it worth the same to devaule as it would be to upgrade. :>
Okayyyy, so if it's alright with everyone, after Aubri and Amerigo say their piece to the Countess, I'm moving us ahead by a week. That means Otter can have his interrogation with Raiden at the castle, and Andre can have his meeting with the representative of the Duke. And it brings Lady Safina back into the limelight.
New post is uuuup! :>
The Battle-Blood Minstrel
@The Otter
Anabel perked up at the offering of a necklace. She hastily dried her eyes, trying to remember her decorum as a noble, as she took the offered necklace. Placing it around her neck, she played with the pearls, clearly in love with it.
”Thank you. I suppose I'll forgive you for disappearing and risking your life for Her Majesty.” She said with a nod.
Vulluin had moved away from the Queen, who had returned to her quarters. His elvish ears pricked, and he laid his eyes on Callum, staring for a moment.
”Well, Her Majesty appears to trust you. Why don't you see if you can get anything out of the Sparrow, while we make our way home?” He said, gesturing to the Swiftsure.
Sure enough, just across the waters, Raiden was getting hoisted out of the water, a number of swords leveled at him. He didn't resist as his hands were bound, and the ships were brought closer together, laying down a gang plank. He was escorted down to the brig on the Battle-Blood Minstrel. And, with a double-check to ensure Jikoryss was secured tight in the water, all ships began to make their way home.
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Down in the brig, Raiden sat in the floor of a locked cage, hands still bound in front of him. His head was leaned against the wall, and the way he sat was relaxed, almost casual, as if he didn't have a care in the world.
Softly, he whistled under his breath. Anyone who knew the tune knew it was a song that those who were imprisoned unjustly sang before their execution.
Dremora's Shade
@Andre Valias
'Ryllae: what is this place, and who were they?'
Ryllae glanced over as they walked back through the white meadow and grasses. Her lips pursed into a small smile.
”Dremora's Shade. The Otherworld. Where shades of all types and designs live and reside.
“The birds you saw are called Feathered Nightmares. They like to stick in groups, and have a close connection with certain humans. Most would consider them a curse - they eat human years, after all.”
Her footsteps slowed to a stop. They were in the center of the field now. Tiny shades peeped out from the grasses, eyeing them. She paid them no mind, though, as she turned to Anton. With that small smile on her face, she presented the box and its key to him, bowing her head respectfully.
”Your Seeds, my Lord. You'll be able to do your transaction with Duke Rhinecliff and his representative effectively now.”
She held that position, waiting for him to take the Seeds.
Lady Furino's Estate -> Hathforth Castle
@AWildSquirtle, @HereComesTheSnow
Raguelie's went wide like saucers when Amerigo brought down the sword. Erfir too, shared the same shocked expression, though his was not as apparent. He, after all, didn't have his arms in the way of a blade.
"But remember how that eyesore found us to begin with, claro? The wind carries voices. Theirs and ours both."
The fear of the All-force put into Raguelie, she promptly, and very carefully, let go of Erfir. The last thing she wanted was one of those monsters find thing them again. She could put her fury to the side, for now. Amerigo was very convincing, after all. Her hands dropped, and she stepped back, eyeing his blade.
"Now then, allow me to make something clear. Signore Aubri and myself are not pirates. I am in fact paid to cut pirates down…
The interests of the Most Serene Republic are represented through him— and its' protection through me.”
The news had two different effects on the children. Erfir allowed his disappointment to cross his face, ”Wait, you're not actually pirates…?” It seemed he had hyped himself quite a bit over that possibility.
Raguelie, on the other hand, mouthed the Signore bit. She was trying to get a feel for the hierarchy system in this Most Serene Republic, before an embarrassed blush crossed her face, and her eyes snapped wide.
Quickly, she gave a low bow, forcing her hand on Erfir's head to do the same. ”Please forgive us,” She said frantically. ”We didn't realize you were nobles from afar, on business, no less. I fear we have given you a terrible impression of Hathforth.”
"I think taking shelter inside is wise and prudent. But we should be prepared to move at a moment's notice. One never knows which way the winds blow and where they may take the flames. Please, show us to this Lady Vernon."
Raguelie straightened, nodding hastily. ”Of course, I'll take you.”
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Raguelie, with Erfir in tow, led the group to the castle. They passed by raging fires, and the hazardous smoke caused Raguelie to cough up a storm. Hiding behind an abandoned carriage to avoid a second confrontation with a Shade on the loose, the group eventually made it across the open drawbridge and to the inner courtyard of the castle.
The castle itself was towering and majestic, untouched by the fire, red tiling on its roofs and window glinting in the firelight.
”Not much further, come on!” Raguelie said, excitement in her voice as she went at a half-running pace to the massive front double doors.
”Hey, wait up!” Erfir called back, huffing as he stumbled after her. He still held the coin purse of Amerigo's tightly in his little fist, careful not to drop it.
The group entered the front doors past the guards, who seemed entirely unmoved. Perhaps they recognized Raguelie. Regardless, the group was allowed passage in, and the throne room was bustling with refugees. From nobles to peasants, they stood or sat somewhere in the throne room (except for the throne itself, of course). Some cowered in fear, others comforted friends and family.
Raguelie pushed past them, marching right into a left-side passageway that led to what appeared to be a war room. There was a massive map of the province on one table. However, the one that had gathered the heads of state was a secondary table deeper in that had a detailed map of Hathforth stretched across it.
Raguellie walked past the adults, standing on her tiptoes to try and see past them,until she found the one she was looking for. A woman dressed in armor and a cape, her ashy dark hair flowing in tresses as she poured over the map. Almost every voice at the table was speaking to her, and it looked like she was absorbing all the words as well as study the map.
A pat-pat on her thigh caused the woman to look down. Raguelie was there, offering a curtsy before smiling wide, ”Lady Courtesy, I have brought guests from the MSR!”
The Countess stared for a moment, glanced at Amerigo and Aubri, before whispering a short word to one of the knights poured over the map beside her. He nodded and took over the heated debate, while Elysabeth stepped aside.
She reached down and embraced Raguelie, ”Blessing of the All-Force, it's good to see you.” Raguelie giggled in response.
Before Elysabeth stood again, and gave a polite bow of her head, ”Representatives of the MSR, on behalf of Her Majesty I welcome you. As you can see, we are currently under attack. However, I assure you, I'll be finding who's responsible and enacting justice.”
Raguelie patted the Countess’ thigh again, and Elysabeth stooped as the angelite whispered in her ear. Elysabeth frowned momentarily, before her eyes darted to Amerigo.
Then Raguelie stepped back and Elysabeth have the two representatives her attention. ”What business is it that brings you here today?”
As Elyzabeth asked, Raguelie rolled her eyes, ”Erfir, stop hiding.”
Erfir peeked out behind Amerigo, clearly uncomfortable with being in the den of dragons.
And we're off to a great start. :>
I'm just finishing up a collab with Psykers, then I'll be posting. :>
Aweeesome! I'll aim to have a post up tomorrow or the day after. :>
I think Antonio looks great! Very enjoyable collab, flux. Thanks again! We'll be going again soon, lol.
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