Okaay, so I definantly think I'm a little too long winded for Bayen right now. My apologies.
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With a heavy sigh and star twinkling eyes Bayen trudged around the palace looking for a familiar face. He got many stares from his ruffled hair, it was honestly just stuck in place from when it was tied back. Of course he didn't want the forge to singe his hair down to his scalp, then he would owe some Fae for a hair growing potion. There would be no possible way he would walk around the court half bald, he felt he looked silly enough as is.
Flustered he decided to meander his way to the kitchen yet again finding his way to the teloportion door, more like wall as it was semi hidden, and ran into the section he thought was the one that would take him to his forge. Well he thought that was the door way, smacking into the icy wall he felt his nose waver dangerously close to breaking, clutching his nose and checking for blood out of paronia he sat on the ground for a few moments attempting not to squirm. At this task he failed miserably.
Feeling further defeat he moved over to the next panel and inched his way into the portal being yanked again into the void, only to be spit outside into the snow face first "Daughter of a Pixie's flower child!" He raged standing and kicking snow, it spread out magnificently as though it were falling all over again into mist. Looking to his right out of reflex he noticed a girl and her dog, the dog was growling, not a good sign, and on the ground a winged Fae stood, never a good sign.
After a moment of staring Bayen walked slowly to the girl stopping a yard away, at least a little further than the dog could reach "Hello little lady, are you alright? You look a little cold... And blind? I came here on purpose, I suppose you did so on accident." he said removing his jacket and holding it out like a simpleton "Right... Your... I'm holding out an extra jacket for you directly over your service animal." he half lied, the jacket was his own from his very own shoulders, though he was more than used to a strong portion of the cold. Of course his words might have been simple, but even he was not affected by the winter style enough to call her blind twice. He had been more or less surprised to see such a person after such a long time. He was not so scared of the animal anymore as he was poised to draw and stab it with his saber, he stopped taking chances with beasts long enough ago, that damned Grimilkin.
He remembered the Fae and quickly wrapped up his thoughts warning the woman "First you may call me Bain, second that is not my real name even if it is close, third do not reveal your full name to any being here no matter how honey sweet the words they use are. Can you do this?" he instructed carefully, but very quickly, so as to not be confusing as his normal self yet speedily as to not be stopped. The entire time eyeing the raven like Fae. However he completely understood that no matter the preperation a normal person received it would still be neigh upon impossible to understand everything. Of course her best bet would be to give her name to Mazenna, but he had not seen her in a few days him being stuffed up in his forge crafting the little bit of bronze he had. Then again he might have to contend with an ancient Fae, he kind of wanted to cry, but held fast for the woman infront of himself.
Giving his full attention to the Fae he smiled with a bit of warmth and distrust "And how do you do on this fine day?" He covered up poorly, he mostly felt like a fish out of water infront of the winged Fae.
@Belle@Prince of Seraphs Shout out to @FateWeaver Fourth paragraph hahaha.
Flustered he decided to meander his way to the kitchen yet again finding his way to the teloportion door, more like wall as it was semi hidden, and ran into the section he thought was the one that would take him to his forge. Well he thought that was the door way, smacking into the icy wall he felt his nose waver dangerously close to breaking, clutching his nose and checking for blood out of paronia he sat on the ground for a few moments attempting not to squirm. At this task he failed miserably.
Feeling further defeat he moved over to the next panel and inched his way into the portal being yanked again into the void, only to be spit outside into the snow face first "Daughter of a Pixie's flower child!" He raged standing and kicking snow, it spread out magnificently as though it were falling all over again into mist. Looking to his right out of reflex he noticed a girl and her dog, the dog was growling, not a good sign, and on the ground a winged Fae stood, never a good sign.
After a moment of staring Bayen walked slowly to the girl stopping a yard away, at least a little further than the dog could reach "Hello little lady, are you alright? You look a little cold... And blind? I came here on purpose, I suppose you did so on accident." he said removing his jacket and holding it out like a simpleton "Right... Your... I'm holding out an extra jacket for you directly over your service animal." he half lied, the jacket was his own from his very own shoulders, though he was more than used to a strong portion of the cold. Of course his words might have been simple, but even he was not affected by the winter style enough to call her blind twice. He had been more or less surprised to see such a person after such a long time. He was not so scared of the animal anymore as he was poised to draw and stab it with his saber, he stopped taking chances with beasts long enough ago, that damned Grimilkin.
He remembered the Fae and quickly wrapped up his thoughts warning the woman "First you may call me Bain, second that is not my real name even if it is close, third do not reveal your full name to any being here no matter how honey sweet the words they use are. Can you do this?" he instructed carefully, but very quickly, so as to not be confusing as his normal self yet speedily as to not be stopped. The entire time eyeing the raven like Fae. However he completely understood that no matter the preperation a normal person received it would still be neigh upon impossible to understand everything. Of course her best bet would be to give her name to Mazenna, but he had not seen her in a few days him being stuffed up in his forge crafting the little bit of bronze he had. Then again he might have to contend with an ancient Fae, he kind of wanted to cry, but held fast for the woman infront of himself.
Giving his full attention to the Fae he smiled with a bit of warmth and distrust "And how do you do on this fine day?" He covered up poorly, he mostly felt like a fish out of water infront of the winged Fae.
@Belle@Prince of Seraphs Shout out to @FateWeaver Fourth paragraph hahaha.
Yay, it's my turn~
Hush you, no body cares. As far as structured posts goes I have been in many 'sniping' role plays, and the worst faceted imaginable from the outcome of it is the second person that posts had to edit what they have in their post because they were not fast enough. Or they made a superb post that is detailed and fantastical, now I don't know about you, but when I get an amazing post idea I like to keep it the way it is. Wether or not all the little details are perfect. Also then you might miss someone stepping into the conversation spontaniously, which can be a game changer to the plot in the best ways possible. So two thumbs way way up to the organization.
Hush you, no body cares. As far as structured posts goes I have been in many 'sniping' role plays, and the worst faceted imaginable from the outcome of it is the second person that posts had to edit what they have in their post because they were not fast enough. Or they made a superb post that is detailed and fantastical, now I don't know about you, but when I get an amazing post idea I like to keep it the way it is. Wether or not all the little details are perfect. Also then you might miss someone stepping into the conversation spontaniously, which can be a game changer to the plot in the best ways possible. So two thumbs way way up to the organization.
@Prince of Seraphs
Twas my intentions, though great minds think a like. Adieu is not like sayonara, it isn't the long goodbye.
Twas my intentions, though great minds think a like. Adieu is not like sayonara, it isn't the long goodbye.
I do believe the owner of the character Jessalyn just bid you adeu. But let us see if a silly one can not lighten the mood.
Anyone near the winter court? I could have Bayen float a round someplace.
But I want to make some more stuffz. Also find the Queenie right away!
You don't even know the peace talks are going on, shush
But I want to make some more stuffz. Also find the Queenie right away!
You don't even know the peace talks are going on, shush
@LadyRunic
Can humans use magic of they have been in the Fae realm long enough? Or do they have to be season born?
Can humans use magic of they have been in the Fae realm long enough? Or do they have to be season born?
Price per slash? Hahaha
@Musoka
From what lady runic has said it's loosely based off of the Dresden files. A series worth looking into, classy, funny, plenty of action and a wonderful modern world. I don't know just yet about all the details, perhaps I'm wrong however. Im very sleepy haha.
From what lady runic has said it's loosely based off of the Dresden files. A series worth looking into, classy, funny, plenty of action and a wonderful modern world. I don't know just yet about all the details, perhaps I'm wrong however. Im very sleepy haha.
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