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In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Rosaria


Time: 2pm
Location: Dugmaghord
Interactions: @13org Nuallán, @FunnyGuy Slick
Mentions: n/a


Rosaria listened to Nuallán and sighed. Trying to place herself in the world had been tough. At times she felt superior to others, yet others she felt inferior. It was incredibly awkward for her to interact with Avalians at times. He was right, she knew, but she didn’t want to think of others as less than her. For her, being born into the royal family granted her special privileges and access to magic, learning and defense that others did not. For that, she was grateful, and knew it bolstered her amongst her peers. She remained silent so she didn’t interrupt him. However, she did notice his rigidity and sought to soothe him. She turned and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, letting him know it was all right before turning back around.

Unfortunately, Slick was feeling third wheeled and rightfully voiced his opinion. His words… took a different turn, and Rosaria nearly choked on air. He’d misunderstood what she had meant, but of course would have because he didn’t know Nuallán. Her cheeks flushed redder than the flames back at the camp. ”Oh my goodness, Slick that’s not - “ Rosaria protested, but he’d transitioned into a gallop. Sighing, the princess clicked her tongue and gave a quick squeeze of her calf and the horse quickly caught up. This time though, she didn’t reply, as her mind was racing too much with the last interaction.

They don’t call him Slick for nothing, that’s for sure…
In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Time: Morning
Location: Caseonia Streets
Attire: Here
Hair: Here


After reuniting with Buttercup, Persephone had sat against a wall in the barn and sobbed. A good night had turned into a disaster. From stealing the Ball’s food, reuniting with Kaz and dancing with Prince Auguste, her night had been going well. It seemed as if nothing would go wrong. However, it was fate that it would not end well and her luck would run out. After hearing the conversation with Count Asshole and Charlotte Vikena, her night had deteriorated quickly. After discovering Violet’s deceased and gory body, she’d met Charlotte in person now and a ragtag girl named Ruby. As her mind replayed the event’s, Persephone hugged her horse and cried the entire night. Then guilt would wash over her when she realized he’d be interrogated by Count Dipshit the next morning, and it would repeat. Sleep had become thus an option, and only when she’d exhausted herself emotionally, did it finally welcome her.

The following morning delivered more bad news to Persephone. Wanted posters of her face were pinned to every establishment. The reward was handsome. To her surprise, she was wanted alive. How they had managed to draw her so correctly stunned the vigilante. As Persephone laid on the ground and stared at the barn’s ceiling, contemplating how to end herself, it dawned on her again: Kazumin would be interrogated by Count Damien for something he hadn’t ever done. Rage boiled under the surface and she shot up at the cruel injustice. She wiped her eyes and sniffled, then looked at Buttercup who had woken up earlier and was munching on her hay.

Allowing her time to graze, Seph cleaned up in a nearby river and changed into some clothes she had…. acquired a few weeks ago. Whether or not it had been legal was up in the air. She pulled her hair into a low bun tightly and pulled her hood over her face to help conceal her face. Prior to leaving, she fixed herself a delicious breakfast and relished in the delight of it being stolen from the ball. Once full, she discarded the evidence quickly with a fire she also put out. Her gaze would become stony and impassive whenever she looked at fire. It felt as if she were being mauled alive by ants. Nothing else mattered in the moment until the flames were extinguished and the last pillows of smoke had faded. Once out of the trance, Persephone assessed her surroundings. Her horse had moved away from the fire to graze.

”Buttercup, are you up for a ride, girl?” Her horse looked up and knickered. With a soft smile, Persephone went over to her and tacked her up quickly. Once mounted, Persephone picked up the reins and urged her into a quick walk and eventually transitioned into a gallop. With her bow over her shoulder, quiver of arrows around her waist, and miscellaneous weapons, she was ready. As a wanted rebel or not, there was a rescue mission for a cowlicked blonde with an obsession with pudding waiting for her. While the young rebel rode, a plan formulated in her mind.
In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Rue


Time: Afternoon
Location: North Pass
Interaction: @helo Bowyn
Equipment: Small backpack, two knives, rations, water flask, food, hygiene products, Old outfit
New purchases: Female outfit, Bow & quiver of Arrows (*I will edit this after I give it more thought.*)


Rue beamed at his response. Not only had he said yes which made her heart flutter, but she loved Utada’s. That had been one of her favorite places in North Pass. He’d said yes… Was this more than just friends going to dinner? His words had teetered on the edge of friendship and dating. This was something she'd put aside for now and focus on enjoying Bowyn's company. In her eyes, his company was her favorite's and something she'd never tire of either. Blushing now, and taking time to think, Rue glanced at the paper in her hand and felt his gaze upon it also. Did he want to go hunting or relax? She’d have to find out.

”I have Bardulf’s paper to go hunting. Would you like to join him? I don’t think the duckling and its mother are going.” Rue commented quietly, knowing they were out of earshot and enjoyed poking fun at Kaleb and Eris. She paused, and folded her hands behind her back and added, ”Or we could enjoy the beautiful snow! Up to you.”
In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Rosaria


Time: 2pm
Location: Dugmaghord
Interactions: @13org Nuallán, @FunnyGuy Slick &
Mentions: @Mole Aurora


Nuallán's embarrassment caused Rosaria to blush furiously. She ducked her head and pretended to be adjusting the stirrups. Fortunately, Slick was busy conversing with Aurora, so she doubted he’d seen. When it faded, she straightened up after seeing Nuallán's hand patting Sugar and knew he was on the horse. His presence behind her was… comforting, but awkward, since she wasn’t used to it. Still, she didn’t mind his company, and found herself enjoying being… closer to him. She knew he could have kept up on his own, yet having him part of the conversation and nearby, was also enjoyable.

Nonetheless, she leaned forward and picked up the reins. With a click of her tongue and squeeze of her legs, Sugar joined Champ by transitioning into a light trot and kept pace with him. She smirked at his question and shook her head lightly. A crease formed over her eyebrows as she glanced at him. ”I did have times where I was arrogant and my parents humbled me by showing me the dangers and horrors of Avalia. I’ll never forget those memories.” Rosaria continued speaking, far more than she was used to with strangers.”I grew up and matured quicker than most of my peers because of that. When you take away my title, I’m just another light elf. I'm expendable.” She paused, then turned to face forward to keep her eyes on the trail. ”I learned to take pride in being who I am and in the family, because I am in the position to help make Avalia a better place.”

She paused, before adding quietly, ”I was too buried in training, magic, and studies to make friends and the ones I had weren’t interested in doing what I was doing. Some Avalians looked down on me for my status and made it awkward to interact with others.” She realized she may have dampened the mood and added brightly, ”But I have my wonderful sister, and the greatest butler in the world now.”

Speaking of her butler... Rosaria grinned and glanced over her shoulder at him. ”Too bad we missed the opportunity to see you unleashed. Maybe on the way back?” With a wink, she turned to face forward once more.
In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Rosaria


Time: 2pm
Location: Dugmaghord
Interactions: @13org Nuallán, @FunnyGuy Slick & @Mole Aurora
Mentions:


”No need to dilly dally, Slick.” Rosaria turned to him with a gentle smile. ”I don’t want to make others do what they don’t want to.” Gratitude filled her when she saw the small group. This could help her to get to know Slick better, but she wouldn’t force it either. Her gaze moved to Aurora and her conversation with Slick. If anything, Rosaria was thankful those two had become friends. It had been interesting to watch them together, yet Rosaria was glad her advisor had made more friends. ”Aurora, I enjoy your company. Please know you’re always welcome.”

She let out a relieved sigh and turned to Sugar who was grazing nearby. Rosaria whistled and the horse turned her head to face her. ”You up for hunting, sweetheart?” Sugar snorted in response. ”I’ll take that as a yes.” She snickered, then mounted Sugar and turned to Nuallán. ”Do you want to sit up here with me? Keep lookout?” She grinned as she held her hand out to him. The past four months with the humans and the orcs had forced her to keep her guard up. Though she could relax, she most often didn’t when training. When she was around Nuallán and Aurora, Rosaria found it easiest to relax the most around him. Therefore, her less serious attitude came out around Nuallán. She didn’t mind joking with the humans, but it was slightly difficult when she had a thousand years of life over them. Rosaria turned to Slick. ”Ready?”
In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Aidan

Time: 2pm
Location: Guarav Village
Interactions: @Alivefalling Dante; @FunnyGuy Darius; @samreaper Menzai; @Blizz Isolde
Mentions: n/a



The past four months had passed by in a blur, sometimes making her question if she was dreaming or not. Whenever she fell asleep and woke up in this wolf village, she was soon reminded it was indeed her reality. The first night flashed through her mind; robbing the bank with her gang, running away and then into Raven, coming to this world… Her stomach churned when she thought of Raven, but she was able to push it away. They weren’t friends anymore and the girl didn’t seem as if she’d ever accept her how she was now. Nonetheless, Addie was glad to be who she was although the guilt of her misdeeds did resurface occasionally. She still wasn’t sure how or why she’d been lucky enough to come here, but it was a blessing in disguise. She was free, as much as she could be, harnessed the element of fire, and had these strange creatures protecting her. It was an odd feeling, being protected, when she normally did the protecting. Over the four months, she'd cut her hair and also burned the evidence of her human life: her outfit from Earth, the wad of cash, and also her human mask. Doing so had made her feel relieved, sad, and also... liberated.

Whenever the sun rose, so did Dante and the others. At first she had been disgruntled her sleep had been interrupted, but the urgency of survival forced her to wake up. Soon, Aidan had found she began to enjoy the training. The physical fitness was something she was used to and had even shown the group her parkour skills. Being able to run and jump was one of her favorite things. Discovering that Dante also had fire had been fun as the two of them could bounce ideas off one another with their magic. Out of the group, she enjoyed Dante’s company the most. The two had become rather close which had been difficult for Addie. He’d begun helping her open up which she found made her … emotional, realizing how normal everyone’s lives had been compared to her’s. It could have been why Raven and her had clashed so horribly. While the others had known love, true friendship and all that soft shift, Addie had known drugs, alcohol, crime and delinquency. Gaia had told her from a young age how emotions “made you weak and would get your ass beat in jail”, so Aidan had become cold and mean as a defense mechanism. Saying this out loud or thinking it, had been rough, and she’d normally leave and find refuge in Menzai who didn’t try prying her open. Despite it, Addie had slowly opened up, becoming a bit happier and joking more frequently. Using opening up as a mechanism with her magic allowed her to tape deeper into it and become more lethal.

Where there was Dante was Darius. She enjoyed his company too, his carefree and easy going nature was refreshing. He was kind and sweet, something she wasn’t used to. At first she had joked too meanly with him, causing Dante to scold her. Afterwards, she had never done it again. Darius’ magic was there to tame the wild flames Dante and she created. Though she could see he wished to have cooler magic, she was grateful for his and how it suited him well. The combination of Darius and Isolde were a lethal mix. Having another female in the group made things easier. The two were able to connect and have their own girl talk when she needed a break from the men. Their lighting and fire combination was also quite fun. Menzai was another interesting addition to the group. He didn’t open up well and was there for her to sit and talk with. Neither of them forced the other to open up. She appreciated him being hands off and allowing them to practice and experiment with their magic and Avalia. Overall, Addie was glad she had joined their group and was thankful for them and had found herself thoroughly enjoying their company. Being alone meant thinking of her past and the wrongs she’d committed so she was rarely alone now.

During their time in Guarav Village, She’d purchased a black and gray horse she’d named Charcoal, nicknamed Coal for short. Her eye had been on the hoverboard, but after learning it didn’t go high or fast, she’d decided against it. Charcoal gave her something to learn and work on perfecting, which helped distract her from her mind. She had learned the basics of riding and had become intermediate in their short time here. Addie had grown to love the animal, something she hadn’t done much on Earth.

Now she stood with her reins in hand, leading Coal over to Menzai and Darius. She had often tried unsuccessfully to sneak up on the wolf. Doing so made her work hard on her stealth, though she knew she could never truly accomplish it; he had far superior senses than her. With a smirk as she led Coal over, she announced her presence with one of her most notable lines.

”How are you fuckers doing?”
In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Rue


Time: Night
Location: North Pass
Interaction: @helo Bowyn, @FunnyGuy Kaleb
Equipment: Small backpack, two knives, rations, water flask, food, hygiene products, Old outfit
New purchases: Female outfit, Bow & quiver of Arrows


The door opened and Rue’s heart rate accelerated. Standing before her, handsome as ever, was Bowyn. Rue’s breath hitched momentarily until she quickly reminded herself to breathe. “Rue.” Bowyn offered a small smile which she returned. “Hey, I got you something, a gift, a small gift. I guess it’s not much, well, I thought it seemed nice.” Her eyes widened with surprise. He bought her a gift? Oh no, did he spend too much? She hoped not! Curiosity got the best of her, so she remained quiet to allow him time to finish. Rue held Bowyn’s gaze and realized she was blushing. She smiled nonetheless, because his voice was her favorite sound. She nodded in agreement with what he’d said, not wanting to interrupt. Her gaze looked down at his opened palm and gasped. The ring not only held her favorite colors, but it mimicked the night sky which she loved to gaze at. Rue squealed with delight and joy, practically bouncing on her feet. She quickly slipped it on and admired it on her hand. Its’ beauty was beyond comprehension. Her gaze flicked back to Bowyn as he continued to speak.

Rue’s face, split between blushing and grinning, split into a wide smile. ”Oh Bowyn, it’s perfect!” Rue exclaimed and threw her arms around him and pulled him into a tight hug. ”This is beautiful and perfect! Thank you so much!” She let go and grinned up at him now. ”I agree with everything you’re saying. Nothing could change me being here for you.” She looked back at the ring and grinned up at him. ”Thank you again! Dinner tonight is on me!”

She heard footsteps and looked over to see Kaleb walking past them on his way to Eris' door. “Adorable as always. Hashtag BoRue for the win, right?” Rue frowned at his snicker and watched him briefly before turning back to Bowyn. She ignored his response and looked at Bowyn.

”So! Where would you like to go? Your choice!” Rue beamed up at him as if he were the first snowfall of the year.
In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Rosaria


Time: 2pm
Location: Dugmaghord
Interactions: @13org Nuallán
Mentions: @FunnyGuy Slick





After the kidnapping scenario had ended, Rosaria, Nuallán, and Jomari had met up with Pash, Mika, Kuroi and Uzul. Pash proved to be an excellent ally. During their travel through the desert, she had stuck close to Nuallán's side and kept an eye on Jomari. When Nuallán had told her about him harnessing his magic and how he’d used it, she’d congratulated him joyously then fell silent. After the incident she had become short and concise with everyone due to being overly exhausted.

The next day, Annya called and reported the news of the demons and the human dying. Thus, the urgency to teleport the others to their destination had been her priority. The idea of anything happening to the sweet and gentle Sophie, the sassy Jomari, or the adventurous and extroverted Caelan, broke her heart. These were her humans, her priorities, and she’d die defending them with her last breath. Rose vowed to herself to be more careful and not allow herself to become kidnapped. That had been foolish and reckless, and she was relieved to know Mika had been saved and survived as well.

Once they arrived in Dugmaghord, Rosaria had asked everyone to stick to her side. She didn’t want anyone wandering off. Meeting with the orcs had been eye opening. She had never been to this location, only in passing. It took her time to become accustomed to the orcs way of life, but she knew they were safe. A pleasant surprise awaited her in Mika’s group: Slick, another human. Though she didn’t know him well, she was happy to make his acquaintance and help when possible. Additionally, she thoroughly enjoyed Leaf’s presence. He was loyal and pleasant to be around. Rose admired the way he got up after being knocked down by these huge orcs in the arena.

Furthermore, she enjoyed hanging with Mika and Kuroi, who was a warrior she was glad to have on board. Most of the time, she was with Nuallán, whom she noted, was not leaving her side. Rosaria knew he blamed himself and she wanted to find a way to lessen that burden for him. Thus, she took part in not only training the humans, but training herself when possible. Rose would spare alongside the orcs with weapons and magic, finding ways to use it creatively and on the spot. When she wasn’t putting in time for herself, Rosaria was training the humans. She was kind but firm with the humans and would push them more each day. Her training consisted of magic, weapons, and also hand to hand combat taught by Kuroi. She also taught them how to scavenge and utilize survival skills, should anything happen where they were separated. After eight hours of training for six days, Rosaria allowed them time to relax and gave them one day off. She would also allow Caelan to smoke zemak as a reward for the hard work he would put in.

Today was an exception to training: they would go hunting with Slick. Rosaria finished braiding her hair and wrapping it in a bun when Nuallán's voice broke her reverie. She turned with a soft smile at his jest and approached him. ”I am indeed going hunting. Try to keep up.” Rosaria smirked at him and softened again. He was always so sweet and willing to put himself last. Rosaria looked at him with sincerity in her green eyes. ”So is yours, Nuallán, do not forget it either. You may do as you wish, though I know you’ll stay with me. I am always happy to have your company, as it’s one of my favorites.” She patted his cheek gently, then left to join Slick. ”Good afternoon. Nuallán and I are joining. Do you know if anyone else is coming?”
In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Rue


Time: Night
Location: North Pass
Interaction: @helo Bowyn
Equipment: Small backpack, two knives, rations, water flask, food, hygiene products, Old outfit
New purchases: Female outfit, Bow & quiver of Arrows


The past four months had been one of the best times of Rue’s lifespan. She had met so many new Avalians and humans. Losing the human girl, Saoirse, had been upsetting. Her duty to watch the human had failed. There had been a heavy weight on her chest she hadn’t been able to shake. As a result, her mission had been to protect and keep track of the other humans: Bardulf and Ismael. In the back of her mind Rue knew this was fruitless to blame herself yet the guilt persisted. Rue had given Annya a hug and helped her search for Saoirse but they ultimately ended up leaving.

Before leaving Riverport, Rue had made sure to stock up on the honeytoast the next morning, forcing the shopkeeper yet again to close early. The light elf army that had surrounded their group was both surprising and filled her with dread. The war was here, she was with a princess and humans. The situation had felt much more real and caused Rue to sink into a bout of anxiety that caused her to disappear from the group at random. She didn’t want to worry anyone, so she’d kept it to herself and had surprisingly, shared some of Bowyn’s zemak when the opportunity arose. It helped being around him and she usually perked up when he was around.

Leaving Riverport and going to North Pass aided the young fairy’s mood. It was cold, snowy, and far away from the drama of the other areas. Rue had immediately felt at home. As though a match had been lit under her, her spirits had risen. The North Pass citizens had been sweet and accommodating. Meeting a Polar Bear had caused her to nearly cry as she was reminded of those at home. She wondered how her family - no, the village - was fairing. When the war was over, she’d have more than enough amas to help it survive far beyond their wildest dreams.

Over the past few months, she had kindled a few new friendships that she had forced herself to get out of her comfort zone. One particular human had been an easy match: Bardulf. He was quiet and shy like her, and his willingness to hang in the back of the group brought her much relief. The two were on the same page and had taken to training together. Helping him develop his magic had brought her pure joy. The success and combinations they created together were incredible. Having heard of the human’s magic had been a fairytale, a legend and something she thought she’d never see. They had fire and electricity in the group with Ismael, Kaleb, and Bardulf. It was an honor to Rue to be able to watch them practice and protect them. Whenever things went awry in training, she was there to help heal them.

Rue had also kindled a friendship with the new dwarf, Bron and enjoyed being around him. His knowledge filled Rue’s thirst for knowledge immensely. His grumpy spirit had not deterred Rue from getting to know him. Though she gave him space when he needed it, Rue also remained available in case he did decide to chat. Having spent time around Bowyn had helped. She considered herself lucky to befriend and become close with him. When she was in a tough spot with her magic, she’d pick his brain for help. Additionally, Rue enjoyed learning more about Ironhold. The Dwarf army had been fascinating for her.

The next acquaintance she’d enjoyed was Princess Annya. Rue couldn’t imagine having the burden that the princess had and sought to make her life easier. If she needed a break or favor, Rue was there to fill in and help out. Annya was a princess, but foremost, a warrior. The skill and training the princess acquired with various weapons stunned Rue. It motivated her to learn so she could defend and protect not only herself, but the others as well. She had sought to learn how to hold a sword and also become a more skilled archer. Additionally, Rue had also picked the princess’ brain on how to develop her cyrokinesis.

Finally, and surprising enough to Rue, the dragonborn had become her friend. His short and sweet responses, mixed with his intimidating outward appearance at first had Rue on edge. She had never met a dragonborn before and had been quiet around him. His combat and training methodologies had struck curiosity in the young fairy. The training between Annya and Kharne had begun to wipe Rue out. The training, both with weapons, magic and also Annya’s meditation, began to block out her worries about the war. Ismael and Kharne were usually seen together, so she’d managed to strike a friendship with him as well.

Eris and Kaleb, two entities rarely seen without the other, were unfamiliar with her. Though the rough exterior existed, Rue believed there had to be goodness in both of them. Nonetheless, she remained with her guard up around them. The gut feeling that something was awry rarely left her. She’d confided only in Bowyn however, not wanting to disturb the rest of the group. The way Eris could stealthily move around and appear out of thin air startled Rue. How could she do that so easily? How old was she? With elves, it was hard to tell their age. She had remained polite and kind with both of them, not wanting to offend or upset them.

Now she stood outside Bowyn’s door, paralleling the way he’d been outside of her’s in Riverport. With Bardulf’s note clutched in her hand, she knocked quietly. While waiting, Rue shifted from side to side and pulled at her ponytail. She had allowed her hair to grow out so she could keep it out of her face while fighting and training. Rue waited and adjusted her bow over her shoulder and shifted the quiver of arrows.
In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Rosaria


Time: Night
Location: Desert
Interactions: @baraquiel Jomari & @13org Nuallán
Mentions:
The boisterous celebration from the demihuman bandits ended abruptly. Light magic surrounded the camp like a dome and left them without an escape route. Glowing in the midst stood Rosaria with the fury of a thousand suns. Their cheers faded into cries and screams while their once overjoyed expressions morphed into absolute terror. ”If you wanted to make sure I didn’t wake up or retaliate, you should have picked a stronger drug or a magic resistance cuff. I admire your dedication, but your actions speak of how amatuer you are. You best hope I don’t find your families.” She raised her hands and created chains of light magic that wrapped around each of the demihumans, halting them in their place and making it difficult for them to move. A quick slash with her hand with orbs of magic rendered them completely blind. They screamed and shouted with terror and dread but were unable to move. Silent and lethal, the blade quickly dispatched the demihumans around the once sleeping princess. With blood dripping from the sword, Rosaria moved forward with a dangerous expression, one that promised murder. Time was of the essence so unfortunately, she wasn’t able to savor their deaths.

Heaviness filled her eyes, so she slapped her cheeks to try waking herself up. Whatever the drug had been, it was efficient and had kept her asleep for who knew how long. Groaning, Rosaria pulled her darksight glasses out and put them on fast. She ignored the dark sky above her and focused on finding Jomari and Nuallán. For now, they were her priority; the others would have to wait. Mika and Kuroi were both skilled fighters and Uzul was capable of handling himself. Still, worry gnawed at her and she took several deep breaths to quell it.

Quiet as a mouse and as alert as a predator, Rosaria spun the sword in her hand while searching for the two. It didn’t take her long to find them. She halted to evaluate the situation and pulled her hood over her face. Pride and joy rushed through her, watching her most adorable and deadly butler dispatching the rhino. Her gaze flickered to Jomari and she watched as he manipulated the sand around him. Smirking, Rosaria waved her hand and soon became invisible. Rosaria crept towards the battle and sheathed her sword and took her bow out and strung an arrow. Carefully she aimed it towards the crocodile and allowed the arrow to fly. Not wasting any time, Rosaria strung the next one and aimed it at the scorpion and then finally, the Rhino. Each arrow had been imbued with light magic to increase damage. She then used light magic to shield Nuallán and Jomari, which they’d both be able to see, as Rosaria allowed herself to become visible once more and waved with a faint smile and murder in her eyes.

”Did you miss me?”
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