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In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
ROSHMI CITY


@Potter Tigerlily @Alivefalling Barboda @princess Helio @Helo Nym @Infinite Cosmos Tesoro


Upon arrival in Roshmi, there was no sign of Bastian, Faye, or Wumong. There were no leads either. However, the group took their time searching Roshmi. They traveled by ship to nearby areas, looking for leads and going on a few treasure hunts. They had even stopped in areas such as Myriamor and tried to get word of any sightings. Much of the time, this crew got inebriated way too much, but they were able to form close bonds within their little pirate crew. Now back in Roshmi and well-aware that Ardyn may strike at any moment, perhaps its time the crew grow its numbers... Could they finally get a lead on Faye and Wumong's location?




In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


North Pass Wiki
@princess Annya @Lava Alckon Bardulf @Th3King0fChaos Ismael @FunnyGuy Kaleb @Potter Rue @Helo Bowyn @Tae Eris @Gingerboi123 Bron @Kazemitsu Kharne


Annya had returned to the others and introduced the new folks to the group. She explained how she had meant to take a moment to get to know Eris and Kaleb in gratitude for Eris's help as well, only to black out for the next few hours. She then apologized for her absence and quickly moved on to focusing on more dire subjects. She, of course, had a near meltdown that Saoirse was missing until she found a letter explaining that she had left for another group, which Annya became incredibly upset about. Annya immediately called for reinforcements of light elves, both to bring with her for aid and to search for Saoirse. However, there was ultimately no sign of Saoirse. To make matters worse, as soon as Eris returned, Raven begged her to send her home. Eris could not immediately send her home but would do so over the course of the next few days. This was a big sting for Annya to lose her two girls, but she knew at least had two more humans now: Kaleb and Ismael. Annya took a moment to call her sister and fill her in on the demon situation before going to bed depressed.

Before the dawn could even break, Annya woke everyone up early to leave on a ship that was prepared at the docks. There were suddenly at least twenty light elf soldiers with them. It was clear Annya did not want to play games. From there, the ship took a long journey up the canal to North Pass. However, Annya was absolutely an annoying, overbearing mother the entire time. She'd wake everyone up early and pull out a huge itinerary of their daily plans. They'd eat breakfast as soon as the sun rose up. Vegetables and sufficient protein were required at every meal. Then she would have the human boys partake in thirty-minute meditation. After that, she'd have Kharne and Bron lead the humans in physical exercises. The next two hours would be focused on teaching the human boys how to use weapons. She'd even have an hour to start monologuing about the importance of matters and respect. Annya gave them all journals at one point and asked them to write their daily thoughts and feelings in them, as she felt any bottled-up grievances would hinder their magical training later on. Some days, Annya decided to teach them about sailing to have them help out on the ship as well. Once the ship had passed Yenworth and there were not as many potential eyes on them, Annya begun their magical training.

In case anyone had gotten sick of her, she had Rue and Bowyn teach them how they use their magic at times. Finally, after a week's journey, they arrived at the frigid North Pass. The humans would feel as if the architecture and clothing were similar to an east-Asian style, especially with shrines and dumplings galore. However, they'd also find that this was possibly the kindest place they had ever been. The grand Chieftan, a sweet old feline demihuman who went by Nana Ruma, was overwhelmingly welcoming despite Kaleb's rudeness. She was very hospitable, providing inn rooms to all of them and bringing them soup daily. The law enforcement, called the Blizzard, was led by a panda demihuman named Botan Nagarashi. Botan offered combat training to anyone who asked him for it.

During their stay in North Pass, Annya kept her strict regiment, spending hours of physical and magical training a day along with meditation and enrichment hours. Annya made sure to utilize Kharne and Bron's expertise and intimidation, putting them to good use. Rue, Bowyn, and Eris were also an excellent aid in teaching magical control to humans. She tried her best to keep them happy by letting them have designated fun hours, but could not offer them a full day break just yet. Despite her tough love, it would be clear Princess Annya grew to care for the humans and those in her company deeply. Strong bonds were made between those in the group as well... But just how strong are they?



In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


@FunnyGuy Darius @Alivefalling Dante @Potter Aiden @Blizz Isolde @samreaper Menzai


During the four months passed, Menzai and the four humans in his company arrived at Guarav.. It was here where they would remain in the safety and care of the wolf demihuman village hidden away in the wilderness. Welcomed with open arms, the humans were treated with kindness and assisted whenever a problem arose.

Despite the warm comfort received by the villagers, Dante ensured to implement a very strict training schedule. Menzai kept an eye out for anything that might be too dangerous, but that did not prevent the training from being grueling for the duration of their time in Guarav. The weekly training involved five days of physical training for two hours and magic training for four hours. The group also made it a priority to seek out books and other resources that would aid in their endeavor of training.

Many of their needs were met within Guarav, but anything that could not be obtained in the village was purchased during an occasional trip to River Port.


In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


@Helo Orias @CitrusArms Aiko @Potter Xavier @princess Yuka


Xavier and his three protectors were able to converse with the King and Queen of the Fairy Kingdom. After some convincing from Prince Orias himself as well, as well as from protests from the fairies of River Kingdom that was thanks to Yuka's ability to create chaos wherever she goes, the King and Queen hesitantly made a public statement that they'd be siding with the light elves. This was not a surprising decision, especially since war had been declared on them first with the death of their son Prince Echo. The three were able to then find out that Ironhold was already siding with the light elves, so Yuka suggested they remain in the River Fairy Kingdom where the fairy army would protect them over the next four months. Xavier was even able to receive additional magical training from chlorokinetic fairies. Due to the nature of being in such a small group, have the four grown closer?






In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


@Potter Rosaria @Baraquiel Jomari @13org Nuallán @Mole Aurora @FunnyGuy Slick @Helo Leaf @Alivefalling Caelan/ Pash @princess Sophie @hide on mana Kuroi


After the valiant efforts to save the princesses, Rosaria and friends retreated to Dugmaghord with Pâsh for safety. A much sought-out discussion was then held. Pash was seemingly agreeable to aid in the war. At first, Rosaria had been considering returning to Myriamor since their journey was complete. However, Annya then made contact via their transmission bracelets and informed them of what she had seen with the demon's broadcast. Thus, Rosaria created a portal for those in Myriamor to join them in their safe haven. It was clearly safer here with the protection of the orc army than to remain in a major city. It was an adjustment and downgrade from Myriamor for certain, but they were able to train with some semblance of security over the next four months. And train they did. Rosaria, though kind, was firm with the humans and made sure they would learn as much as they could from her and the other Avalians.



In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Oktuvere 22nd



Time: 2pm, Abertha
Happy Abertha! In the week before Haron, hunting is very prominent. This is a week of hunting and feasting to enjoy the sacrifice of the lesser creatures and give thanks for the resources of the world.



Four months have passed since the humans have been summoned, enough time for bonds to strengthen and power to grow...Hopefully, the time has been used wisely as the Twin-Headed Dragon among others is now ready to strike a move! Beware, something vile this way comes... In the meantime, it is the week of Abertha, so enjoy the plentiful harvest, feasting, and hunting festivities that are occurring all over Avalia. Show your gratitude. Humans may find this holiday similar to Thanksgiving!

Hunting profits will be DOUBLE! for this week only! See below:


Hunting
- 1 Hunt per Post: Have your character aim at a figure or a rustle in bushes then we will randomize what it is: 1 Time a Day Max

Small Animal ( Squirrels, rabbits...) = 20 amas each

Medium Animal (Foxes, Raccoons...) = 30 amas each

Large Animal (Deer, Wolf...) = 40 amas each

Huge Animal (Bear, Moose...) = 60 amas each




In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Time: Night
Location: Riverport
Interactions: @FunnyGuy Kaleb @GingerBoi123 Bron @Lava Alckon Bardulf
Equipment:Outfit visible from Disguise Ring,Armor(Not visible); Chest plate is enchanted with Armor of Absorption, Map of Avalia, One truth potion, Water Flask, A bag of elf and demi-human ears and tails, Small book and pen, Ama pouch with 2000 amas on hand, Three large red potions, Wayfinder, Hygiene supplies, Rose-scented Perfume, Location Sender, Shower Tube, Transmission Bracelet, Bedroll, Water Purifier,Axes with returning enchantment,Her backpack


Annya whirled on Kaleb when he raised his voice. Her gaze locked on the flames in his palm and she was silent in her thoughts. She could hear Bron shout dimly in the background, but her thoughts were louder. This fiendish boy was a human? And he dared to disrespect her like this? She knew that he knew very well who she was and what kind of behavior was acceptable. However, it'd do no good to yell at him further; the dwarf had already taken care of that, but she'd certainly have to put him in his place, as he'd have to be listening to her very carefully from now on, especially with the dangerous magic he wielded.

She moved to walk in front of Bron, perhaps to shield him from Kaleb's potential wrath, perhaps because she needed to take it from here. Annya's irises first began to glow with nearly blinding light. The light crawled over the surface of both her eyes as it began to also frame the perimeter of her body. The dark night around them was marinated in her glow. She bore her fiery gaze onto him like an unforgiving goddess who had come down from the heavens to take her vengeance.

"You seem to have forgotten who I am, Kaleb." Annya began calmly. Her voice was not filled with malice nor anger. "So let me remind you: I am Princess Annya Biren of the Sun Elf Kingdom. For hundreds of years, I have served as a warrior for my Kingdom and I have amassed experience and power that you could never dream of. That being said..." The glow diminished from her eyes and slowly from her body as well, "Going forward, in exchange for the protection I bestow upon you, Kaleb..." Her gaze moved to Bardulf as well, "Bardulf. The least I ask for you in return is your respect."

She put a hand on Kaleb's shoulder, lowly telling him, "I apologize for your hair. I will respect you as well as long as you return it. Let us all begin again." Annya had enough of the nonsense, however. They would return to the others now. Despite what had occurred tonight, she knew she needed to remind not only them of who she was, but herself.

"You do have a lot to learn, Bardulf and I will teach you. All of you shall follow me."

Just as she began to take her leave, the hippo demihuman emerged from the brothel, "SHUT UP ALREADY! GET THE FUCK OUT HERE! GO PUKE SOMEWHERE ELSE YOU IMBECILES!"

In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Time: Night
Location: Riverport
Interactions: @FunnyGuy Kaleb @GingerBoi123 Bron @Lava Alckon Bardulf
Equipment:Outfit visible from Disguise Ring,Armor(Not visible); Chest plate is enchanted with Armor of Absorption, Map of Avalia, One truth potion, Water Flask, A bag of elf and demi-human ears and tails, Small book and pen, Ama pouch with 2000 amas on hand, Three large red potions, Wayfinder, Hygiene supplies, Rose-scented Perfume, Location Sender, Shower Tube, Transmission Bracelet, Bedroll, Water Purifier,Axes with returning enchantment,Her backpack


Annya had glared at Kaleb. Protector? My ass. She rolled her eyes as he went as far as to step in front of her. She sucked in her lip at Bron's words, nodding along with them. Considering he had approached them while they were been leaving a brothel, Annya felt they had absolutely no ground to stand on whatsoever. A shudder went through her at the thought. She just wanted to make sure Ismael, Raven, and Saoirse were alright at this point, before retreating into her room to hide. For now, it was time to damage control again.

"Bron, I apologize for my protector's behavior. He just..." Annya ruffled Kaleb's hair as she stepped forward to his side, "Cares about me so. He goes overboard sometimes. I appreciate your patience. We want to make sure we can trust those in our circle, however, I feel it is inappropriate to discuss matters into detail in public." and near a brothel.

This is the worst night ever. How humiliating... Oh great. Here comes another.

"He...Hello there. You wouldn't happen to know much about this town would you? I am...new around here. I'm just looking for a place to stay and any kind of information you're willing to share. I hope I am not interrupting anything?"

Annya peered at the long-haired newcomer for a moment, forgetting to answer him as she moved up to him. Where were the pointy of his ears? She eyed him up and down, examining him. She tilted her head left and right then circled him thoughtfully. She came to stand before him finally and gently reached up to move his hair away from his ear. Then, she quickly put it back where it was. Annya finally responded to him, whispering for only him to hear. "You are a human? If you are, please remain at my side. I can give you shelter and protect you with my life."
Anastasia & Ezra & Munir





The hour was nearly up. Ezra had watched with glee as the three royals raced around the bar. Mayet and Roman were both quite occupied by dancing and flirting, and Nahir and Alden were unable to keep their hands off one another. The cowlicked blonde was busy fighting Zarai. That left the slutty Shezad, the hopeless wonder, the duchess’ dipshit son, and finally, his angel. He noticed a fellow couple unable to extricate themselves for a second of oxygen. They both had Douse The Thirst. Ezra drank his sip of water and spilled some on the floor beside himself when nobody was looking. Ezra then moved forward and slid on the floor convincingly as he grabbed onto the others for support. His glass slipped from his hand across from him and surprised the couple enough for them to break away. ”Oh no!” He cried as he looked around in confusion.

”Oh yikes! Are you okay, mister?” The brunette female asked with panic, her green eyes wide with shock.

”Ariana,” The brown haired and blue-eyed man sighed with a smirk. ”Did you spill your drink?”

”Oh, um, maybe. I’m sorry!” The girl sighed and helped him up. The woman excused herself, mumbling something about needing a moment. Ezra turned to the man now with a grin as he watched him eye the ladies.

”You, uh, you good?” Ezra inquired as he sat down beside the man.

”Sorry, I need to sit; I’ve been standing all night! This place is packed. Isn’t it crazy?” He laughed as if it were a joke.

The man nodded, only half hearing him. ”Hey uh, that girl in the pink dress, she told me she wanted to talk to you.”

He turned to him with surprise. His brows creased but a blank look of shock seemed etched on his face. ”What?”

”Yeah she wanted me to ask you herself but she’s too shy.” The man looked around for the girl but she was “missing”, courtesy of Linden. Ezra smiled at him and waved him on. ”Go on! She’s really friendly.” The man hesitated, but then nodded and approached Anastasia. Ezra leaned back as he watched the scenario play out while hiding a sly smirk on his face.

“Hey dollface,”The man slid himself on the stool next to her and placed a hand on her back. “Wanna look up and talk to me? Promise I don’t bite.” However, the blonde girl did not react to him and kept her arms around her head. He frowned and poked her arm. ”Are you okay, Miss?” He moved her hair away and stared with surprise. It was Princess Anastasia?

Anastasia picked up her head and leaned it on her palm. Her face was tear-stained and she had a defeated look in her amber eyes. “I just don’t feel good.” She managed quietly to the man.

”Do you need me to do anything for you…? Maybe get you water and food?” This was odd. Why did she want to say hello to him?

”No, no… Thank you. I just need to sit here a little while.” She clutched her chest with a pained expression.

”Uh… Okay. Um, do you want me to ask your br-” He began to inquire when Ezra came over with a glare. The man’s expression contorted with confusion. What the hell was happening?

”That’s enough, leave her alone.” His voice was colder than ice and he looked murderous enough to cause the man to move in front of Anna. This only infuriated the man but he was too wild-eyed from the drink. ”DID YOU HEAR ME?” The man jumped with fright and backed away with his hands up. ”Let her be!” The man scurried away with panic after realizing his girlfriend hadn’t returned.

Ezra then sat beside Anastasia and couldn’t help but admire her beauty. ”Are you okay? Is it too loud and bright in here?”

Anastasia had flinched at Ezra’s yelling and she stared at him in alarm. “I d-don’t know. I can’t get my heart to stop racing…” She gave up trying to speak as she was feeling worse by the second. A groan escaped her lips and she laid her head back down on the table.

Ezra frowned, but the glee inside of him could barely be contained. ”Here, I’ll bring you to the back where it’s quieter. I can bring you some water, it might help you calm down. And this way, weirdos won’t bother you,” He gently began to sit her up and move her arm around his neck without waiting for a reply.

“No.” Anastasia answered, perhaps more sharply than she had intended, her arm falling off his neck. She felt on edge enough to recognize the potential this scenario had. Not to mention, she was starting to recall the bad feeling he had initially given her. “I.. want to stay out here.”

Ezra’s expression morphed into amusement. No? She was telling him no? How adorable, as if she could do anything right now. A fire did kindle deep inside of him, but he contained it. ”You think you’re up to doing anything?” His voice became quiet as he leaned over to block her from others' view. ”Do you really think you want to say that, when I am one of the only sober people here?”

“What?” She narrowed her eyes at him. After a moment of trying to mentally conceive what he was about, she mumbled, “...Leave me alone.”

”I don’t think so, Princess.” His voice became colder as he lowered his head to look her in the eyes. ”You see, I’ve been waiting a long time for this moment, little cello.” Ezra traced her jawline with his hand and grinned at her. Anastasia cringed, shrinking away from his hand. ”The side effects of all these drinks are horrible to deal with but two? You’ll be sicker than most of the others. You cannot fight back.”

There was something about this guy that would have sent Anastasia into fight or flight normally. He somehow knew she played the cello and had been waiting for her “a long time.” If she was only going to get sicker from here, then she needed to get away from him now.It dawned on her then as she had been looking at him. Something was familiar about him.She paused and asked with apprehension, “…Who are you?”

Ezra’s smile faded at her glare but he allowed amusement to shine over his face again. Her realization though was quicker than he’d anticipated. Before Ezra could answer, Munir was at their side and leaning toward Anastasia, who lifted her head at the sudden pressure and sound of sobbing.

She frowned and gently guided his head to her lap and began to run her fingers through his hair, petting him, though she did face-plant her own head into the bar after that with a groan. Petting the Alidasht prince was a comforting thought. Anastasia had always liked to pet or hug a teddy bear or pillow when stressed. He would do for now. She wondered why he was crying, but she was becoming so lethargic that the idea of speaking sounded as draining as taking a hike.

Munir continued to sob. All the voices and accusatory thoughts flowed through his mind. He simply felt inadequate. He wasn’t the favorite son. He wasn’t the radiant prince worthy of the throne. Hewaisn’t the conquering womanizer he thought himself to be. He wanted to wrap his arms around her and just cry his heart out. He was so far from home, the comforts of their summer palace. He could not find the strength in himself to even lift his arms right now. All he could do is leave his head on Anastasia’s lap and sob.

“Look at him. Being vulnerable and comforted by a foreign bitch. How unsightly. Crying like that in public, surely he had lost his manhood somewhere on the dance floor.” Ezra stared at the man on Anastasia’s lap and shook his head with disgust. So much for this kingdom being intimidating. This was the weak link here. What a little bitch. Did losing his mommy make him a pathetic waste of space?
He watched as Anastasia began to stroke his hair and all he saw was red. He grabbed Munir by the scruff and tossed him across the room like a frisbee towards the bar and over it. He laughed gleefully, his laughter cold and sadistic as if it were his birthday. ”There goes the Alidasht! SCORE!”. He then rounded on Anastasia and grabbed her by the hair and lifted her up. They were eye-to-eye now. ”We can do this the easy way or the hard way, princess,” He glared at her as he slammed her up against the wall and stared her down.

Anastasia had inhaled and reached for Munir, only to see him being tossed aside. She tried to move herself off the stool after him, but exhaustion hit her like a train. She practically fell off the stool, but unluckily for her, her hair was caught by Ezra’s grasp. She cried out in pain as his grip was not a gentle one. There was so much chaos in the bar at this point that perhaps it had been overlooked. Her eyes had shut in fear on impulse and when they did open again, she found herself up against a wall. Terrified amber eyes met Ezra’s.

”You come with me and not make a sound, or I kill your brother and that little bitch of a prince. What say you, Annie?” He stroked her cheek and waited with bated breath for her response. ”Tick tock goes the clock. You got ten seconds to respond or I’ll murder them. Wystan isn’t here for you now. Maybe he’ll get into an accident on the way here. Who knows!”

As her heart raced, she couldn’t help but start to cry at his words as panic wracked her body. The last thing she wanted was for Callum to get hurt or for even poor Munir, who was suffering so much tonight already. Then the mention of Wystan on top of it all made her heart shatter to pieces. She had no idea what Wystan felt about her truly but the idea of him getting hurt managed to make her feel more ill somehow.

She had to agree to go with him. Even if she did not agree, it wasn’t like she could fight back.

The cries slowed as the heavy feeling of defeat set in. Anastasia understood very well what was happening. Again, she was going to be kidnapped and nobody would come for her this time. Why would they? All this was her fault tonight, really. She had led everyone here. Her family was certainly tired of her anyway. She could imagine her father saying “good riddance” as he learned she did not return home. They’d all move on easily. Maybe even Auguste, who seemed to care about her most…But if he did not have her to stress about anymore, he would be better off. They all would.

Maybe this was for the best then, that she just disappeared.

”... Please don’t hurt anyone. I won’t resist.” Anastasia finally whispered.

Munir was sobbing inconsolably, and he felt a person’s hands running their fingers through his hair. Normally, this would absolutely soothe him to the point of him nearly purring. Their touch was warm and most gentle. However, this sadness and anxiety he was feeling is unlike any he has felt before. This one was deep, it was as if someone dug up his deepest shames and insecurities and made them into a series of paintings and made Munir look at them without rest. He felt himself reach his arms up to embrace this person. Whoever it was, it didn’t matter at that moment. All he was trying to do was find any semblance of comfort and reprieve from whatever the fuck he was feeling.

Then, in a flash, he was jerked upwards. Some ungodly strength physically lifted him from how he was slumped. Without another word, from the source of the ungodly strength or Munir, Munir felt himself being flung aside like a ragdoll. His brain, in its current state, did not process what just happened. In fact, it was just blank as he was hurled into the bar.

”There goes the Alidasht! SCORE!”

Those were the next words Munir heard, once the ringing in his ears cleared up somewhat. He stumbled to his feet, trying his damnedest to find his balance. Using whatever strength he had in his arms, he propped himself up against the bar counter. Faintly, he made out the gurgled mumbles of who would be his assailant.

”... or I kill your brother and that little bitch of a prince. What say you, Annie?”

Munir, with a raging battle of both his fight-or-flight response and absolute fatigue going on in his own body, instinctively reached for his sash, the one that never left his side. The same one that had a golden hook normally used to secure the sash itself. He uncoiled it from his waist and clumsily cracked it to his right side, “Hey! You leb er go! You brute!” Munir then whipped his arm forward, sending the golden hook towards the pair at the wall. The hook itself whizzed past the right arm of the man who was currently holding Anastasia up by her hair. His vision was blurry and his aim was not true. Normally, the strike would have caused the hook to wrap around the man’s neck and began choking the air in which he breathed out of him.

However, this time, the hook dug harmlessly into the wall. Munir, still seeing double, drew his arm back, causing the impromptu whip to come flying back towards himself. With another grunt of effort, he cracked his arm forward again, this time sending the hook curling past the man, digging into the wall behind Anastasia, the tip of the hook missing Anastasia’s neck by only a few inches.

Fatigue was winning out, Munir can feel himself crumbling towards the ground. But by the Sun Gods he would do whatever he could to unhand the man from Anastasia.

Ezra watched with elation as Annie processed the situation. Her terror was as delicious as a Thanksgiving feast, and her defeat was the icing on the cake. He laughed maniacally as he thought of the cake and looked into her eyes. ”WOW! You are SMARTER than you look aren't you? Got some sense in that tiny pea brain of yours!” He ruffled her hair with his free hand and grinned from ear to ear. ”Sounds good to me, PRINCESS!” His voice rose dramatically and loudly, as he hoped to add intimidation into the factor. Then, a gurgled and weakened voice filled his ears as he turned slightly to see the prince was back on his feet. What a show this was! The honor of embarrassing this piece of shit crybaby was too much to bear. However, his smile faded as he watched a hook fly next to them and narrowly missed. He watched as he cracked it back and tried again, this time narrowly missing Anastasia. He furiously turned to him and dropped Anastasia from the wall, but rolled her onto her back and stepped on her to stop her from leaving.

”Congratulations. You don’t have any weapons now.” He said coolly as he bent down and grabbed a nearby glass. He smashed it over her head to further scare her and picked up one of the shards as the glass rained down upon them. He pushed a large piece in his pocket momentarily, then grabbed Annie by the hair and took it back out. ”But I do, and if you or anyone, comes a step closer, I will slit her throat; because if I can’t have her, NO ONE WILL!!”

In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



Time: Night
Location: The Inn, Myriamor
Interactions: Caelan @Alivefalling Slick @FunnyGuy Aurora @Mole Slick @FunnyGuy Leaf@Helo
Equipment:Clothing,Backpack, Sketchbook with drawings, various drawing supplies, iPhone, charging cable, strawberry pocky, earphones, and a pouch with two rations of food, water flask, a bar of soap and a few other portable hygienic products.


Sophie had giggled as the scene played out. It was nice to see the two of them joking around and happy. She slid to her feet and waved as she addressed them, "I'm glad you two are back. What did you do while you were out?" Caelan had greeted them as well and then informed them that he needed a nap. She watched him crawl into the bed and pull the blanket over himself in exhaustion. She blinked in confusion at the sudden decision but turned her head back to the others all the same.
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