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Non-consensual trivia: Ferret is derived from Latin 'furittus', meaning little thief. A group of ferrets are called a 'business'. So invest in the thieving business - you're welcome.
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﹂ Luna, Lulu, Alurea ﹁

FFXIV raider (temporarily on hiatus), empty-head sometimes creative writer


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high fantasy, isekai, murder mystery, dark romance,

psychological horror, politics, philosophy, folklore, 18+

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an interest thread


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a graveyard of words


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a reservoir of aspects
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CS coding credit to Lady Absinthia

Lemme know if I need to change/add anything!
a resident of Heroes of Virtue || currently at: ---

CS coding credit to Lady Absinthia
It's more like they have one specific virtue that they've used/developed even more than all the other virtues they have, and fortunately, it's something that could be used to keep them and their party going on their quest to save the world, as well as helping them give hope back to the people around them(and it doesn't even have to be a civilian; it could be an enemy/antagonist, if you're clever enough!). It's something useful for that whole thing like bravery, trust, or love, and not "showing up early to things" or "knowing how to spend money wisely", if you catch my drift! xD


That makes a lot of sense, and it sounds like an interesting mechanic.
Consider me on board as well, hopefully there's more people coming.

Trying to come out of a dry spell, so this looks fantastic to me.
Just to clarify, our characters 'represent' a virtue?


This would've been heard at least once on the internet.
The anime is crazy, but entertaining.
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An opener of an RP I'm part of. It was well received when I posted, so I'm proud to share it. :3




“Where are you looking at, love?”
“I- I, strange people have ent-”
“Shh… don’t pay them any mind. Just look at me, my dear.”
With a body so ample and luscious, it was no speculation that another man had fallen into the clutches of the desert’s rose. Merely tracing the outline of this young man’s jaw was more than enough to rile onlookers, that they let out another cheer for a wanton performance.

“Tonight, my room. Bring what I need,” the red-haired woman whispered in her companion’s ear, to which he hurriedly nodded in answer - to whether it was out of arouse or fear, no-one knew. For what they saw was a simple lap dance, yet for Dianthe, it was a step closer to her justice. Vengeance. She could feel it in the air, in which she had conquered so fearlessly. The unspoken steps, on which she knew every dance for. They were close by. This time, they will not slip away.

Dianthe slipped away from this man’s lap, her attire seductively drawing away the souls of those who dare take in the sight of the escort. All eyes were on the desert rose, the Whirlwind of the Sands, and for their gracious patronage… a special dance was in order.
She had been at this tavern for a long while now, there was no-one she didn’t know, no bed she hadn’t felt, but somehow, a fresh new feel of stares were on her.

Following the direction of the feel, she took in the sight of a heterochromic maiden staring at her. From her attire, she seemed to be travelling through the sands for some sort of business. Business that was none of hers, and as long as she kept out of her way, Dianthe would pay her no mind. Throwing a flirty kiss and wink in the girl’s way, Dianthe sauntered her way to some rich-looking men.

“My, Lady Dianthe, what a treat to see you here!” exclaimed a thick aged man, encased with golden baubles. A showcase of his meagre power and wealth, a display of his feeble ego. Dianthe knew this man very well, and his wife, son, daughters, and extended family would be unfortunate enough to travel through. “Surely, it is my treat to be of service to you, sir.” Dianthe dipped into a bow right in front of the man, and took her usual place on his lap. The man smirked in delight, grabbing a fiery tendril, slowly wrapping it around his chubby fingers, while a hand snaked around her waist to hold her. “I haven’t forgotten my end of the bargain, have you?” he whispered lowly, bringing his gaze down to her lips. Matching his intentions, Dianthe’s lips curled into a tempting smirk, “Of course not.”

“Very good,” he grinned happily, “Come, meet my guests. These fine men have come from another kingdom far away, selling some interesting merchandise.” The man waved his free hand towards the three men sitting around them, who were trying to mind their own business - although it was obvious they could not keep their eyes off the bold mistress, who sat on the lap of their client. Sheepishly, they muttered their greetings to Dianthe. ’I’ve found you.’ Dianthe’s smirk widened, to the point that she could feel her jaw hurt. These men look innocent enough. A closer look at their neck and wrists would reveal that these men are part of a dangerous party, famed for their barbarism, dirty work, and a black tiger tattoo. Before Dianthe could get the edge on them, a commotion was stirring in the bar, seemingly coming closer to her. In the centre of it all, was a small, cute, fuzzy but angry girl storming her way towards Dianthe. She could only guess what brought her the girl’s wrath, but she was busy. Dianthe had no time to play with a wolfling.

When the girl finally made her way to their table, Dianthe slid off the client’s lap, bending down to her height - which gave those behind a nice view. “Do you need a service, my lady?” Dianthe asked, in a low, seductive tone. Giving the girl a wink, Dianthe gave her an offer that should make her satisfied and leave Dianthe alone, “Why don’t you blow off some steam with me tonight?”
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