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Children of Light and Darkness at War: Can Love Bloom on a Battle Field? (Still unsure of the title) (no longer active)

Mine is a piece of character fanart that another RPER on a different site gave me as a gift. (That character's name is also Kelvin.) He is/was pretty well loved for being an average guy in a fantasy setting. (Was a simple guardsman.)

Edit:
Naya... really likes touching people. Good eye on the arrows though- I look forward to responding on that.

*backstory intensifies*

Children of Light and Darkness at War: Can Love Bloom on a Battle Field? (Still unsure of the title) (no longer active)

Ight- so story time! WHERE DID YOU GET YOUR PROFILE PICTURES?

Children of Light and Darkness at War: Can Love Bloom on a Battle Field? (Still unsure of the title) (no longer active)

Grimoire. The word itself was a sort of magic, making Kelvin focus on the woman herself, rather than thoughts of her company. Humans had a wonderful array of emotions they could express. Deciphering them was still something he struggled with, despite plenty of time in practice. Spellbooks were the property of mages, witches, etc- but a grimoire was something else again. Passed through generations- or stolen. Regardless, they contained more obscure magic than most could imagine. He had once witnessed a spell that created a barrier to ghosts, but was permeable to the living from such a tome. What it said of the owner was another thing entirely. Necromancers used such things as well.

The skeleton relaxed a bit when she touched his shoulder, letting go of her hand and tilting up her chin slightly to lean in and look into her eyes which contained the reflection of his bone surrounding the blackness of his gaze.
“Bold, to declare oneself a witch, and in the same breath ask a man for his name; undead no less.” He chuckled quietly and let go of her face, straightening. “Names have power; but you would know that.” Kelvin regarded her a moment, rubbing his chin. “Once I was called ‘Kelvin’.” He glanced over his shoulder at the forest, staring for a moment before turning back to Naya. “I am curious, what did that spirit look like?” The apparition would have offered a slight smile, if his face would have shown it. “I’ve a few theories on the appearance of phantoms… but am a bit short on evidence to support them.” His jaw clicked sharply, “Many of my kind move on too quickly to gauge why they appear the way they do.” His skull tilted inquisitively. ”Though I personally think that our images and dress reflect our subconscious views of ourselves, with more of a focus on identification and emotional importance rather than a true physical reflection.”

@Narcotic Dollie

Children of Light and Darkness at War: Can Love Bloom on a Battle Field? (Still unsure of the title) (no longer active)

I am interested in keeping it up- just feel uncomfortable posting with so little gap.

Children of Light and Darkness at War: Can Love Bloom on a Battle Field? (Still unsure of the title) (no longer active)

@Ace of flames01 He is more along the lines of 'identifies awkward situation' - 'attempts to avoid'

Children of Light and Darkness at War: Can Love Bloom on a Battle Field? (Still unsure of the title) (no longer active)

The shock of the woman touching him ‘rattled’ him far more than it should have- but it was odd to run into two that could touch a phantom in such a short span of days. In a way, he was glad that the guise of death masked his expressions. Skulls didn’t have the burden of sharing facial expressions with those around them. Instead of stepping away from him however, she reached up to touch what was left of his face. If Kelvin had the muscles to manage it his eyebrows would have raised. He stood in shock for a few moments of inspection before any verbal response could come to mind. It was odd, that his spirit felt the fingers as if they pressed against flesh rather than bone. Perhaps a subtle reveal that his senses were more a matter of spirit now than of physiological input.

“More curious that one would want to touch one, I believe.” He gently, but firmly grabbed her hand and lowered it away from his face. “You could say that I am but a shadow of my former self.” His voice lowered slightly, darkening at the mention of necromancy. “It might also be that a slave speaks more freely when his master is not listening.” In idle experimentation, he reached over her shoulder and passed a hand through her spear- clearly he could not touch what she carried. A few questions arose, How strong am I in comparison? Can I pick her up? Can I touch her clothes? the last of which made him turn to look away from her awkwardly, erasing that experiment from existence. Some questions were best left unanswered- centuries had taught him that.

“What lays in Linore, to attract such an odd party?” This was interesting, and he had a vested interest in making sure that such a mixed company got along. He had been waiting a long time for this kind of opportunity to be possible. He reached out, holding her by her chin to turn her face one way, and then the other in gentle mockery of her earlier action. “Have you dealt with my kind often?”
@Narcotic Dollie

Children of Light and Darkness at War: Can Love Bloom on a Battle Field? (Still unsure of the title) (no longer active)

<Snipped quote by Gate Keeper>

If you post then I will too! ^.^

@Narcotic Dollie

BUT IF YOU POST THEN I WILL POST.

IT WILL NEVER END!

Children of Light and Darkness at War: Can Love Bloom on a Battle Field? (Still unsure of the title) (no longer active)

*Pulls on gloves*

... Does this mean I can post? xD

World Of Espers

Sounds good, but need some detail.