Watch it? How about we power through. We still have the few of us.
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Very interested.
A horse drawn carriage cobbled past the city entrance and halted to a quick stop. A hairy, surly man holding the reigns whispered through his remaining teeth of their arrival, as a leather boot burst through the carriage's side door. The driver cursed about wood value while said boot dove out, dragging behind a skinny, cloaked young man with a big, fancy hat. This brunette boy carried a small side bag, and a small, sturdy case strapped to his back. For a moment he stood and took a breath, taking in all the surroundings. Particularly a beautiful set of pink flowers right beside the gate, one of which he plucks and places securely in his hat. The driver took an abacus out and started making calculations.
"Alright so where's this Aunt that's gonna pay for your trip. That'll be-"
The passenger turns his head towards the driver, takes in one breath, raises his finger, begins to speak his answer, aaaaaaand proceeds to bolt in to the city streets like his life depends on it. For all we know it might. The first test is whether that driver would even bother to run after him for the debt. And he would. Well surely this young man is much faster and agile than an old, geezer driver. And he is...for now. Next comes the real challenge, either losing him in distance or line of sight. Both should be easy in such a cramped and crowded city market. If only this kid would stop running away in a straight line! But yet another flower seems to have caught his eye, a young maiden walking through the city.
The young man almost passes the girl immediately, slowing to a stop just past her and backing up in a jog to stand next to her. He reaches up to his hat, plucks the pink flower from it, and stands it up in front of the lady. He even gave a small bow, causing a yellow ring on a necklace to fall out of his shirt. Meanwhile the raging driver still closes in.
"A pretty flower for the pretty lady. Lorenzo Martine, at your service."
Lorenzo looked up just in time to see the fuming driver just a few feet away. So he jumped away, barely escaping his vengeful clutches. With a wave goodbye he set out on his escape again, zig-zagging through stalls and people. After a few turns it looked like he finally lost the crazy fool. Lorenzo would honestly pay him back once he was able, he just wasn't able to afford it right now. And who's going to give you a ride across the country on an I.O.U. alone?
Winded, hot, and sweaty, Lorenzo Martin found the one place in town that felt right at home. A small tavern with a good crowd. No shows would be happening anytime soon, but he was definitely going to scope out the joint. Maybe he should lay low till that driver stopped looking for him.
@Shaymin
@Polaris North
"Alright so where's this Aunt that's gonna pay for your trip. That'll be-"
The passenger turns his head towards the driver, takes in one breath, raises his finger, begins to speak his answer, aaaaaaand proceeds to bolt in to the city streets like his life depends on it. For all we know it might. The first test is whether that driver would even bother to run after him for the debt. And he would. Well surely this young man is much faster and agile than an old, geezer driver. And he is...for now. Next comes the real challenge, either losing him in distance or line of sight. Both should be easy in such a cramped and crowded city market. If only this kid would stop running away in a straight line! But yet another flower seems to have caught his eye, a young maiden walking through the city.
The young man almost passes the girl immediately, slowing to a stop just past her and backing up in a jog to stand next to her. He reaches up to his hat, plucks the pink flower from it, and stands it up in front of the lady. He even gave a small bow, causing a yellow ring on a necklace to fall out of his shirt. Meanwhile the raging driver still closes in.
"A pretty flower for the pretty lady. Lorenzo Martine, at your service."
Lorenzo looked up just in time to see the fuming driver just a few feet away. So he jumped away, barely escaping his vengeful clutches. With a wave goodbye he set out on his escape again, zig-zagging through stalls and people. After a few turns it looked like he finally lost the crazy fool. Lorenzo would honestly pay him back once he was able, he just wasn't able to afford it right now. And who's going to give you a ride across the country on an I.O.U. alone?
Winded, hot, and sweaty, Lorenzo Martin found the one place in town that felt right at home. A small tavern with a good crowd. No shows would be happening anytime soon, but he was definitely going to scope out the joint. Maybe he should lay low till that driver stopped looking for him.
@Shaymin
@Polaris North
I don't know. Wanna hijack it and make something up?
Lol nice. Looks like we can keep this thing moving after all
What if we all just agree it happened that way?
I'm imagining inside the door to the right are the boys, to the left are the girls, and the wheelchair has it's own spot opposite the door.
So from left to right and wrapping around from one side to the other, we've got:
The twins at one window, skylar, robyn, Madison at the other window, mortimer in the wheelchair space between, Conner by a window, Nils, johnson, victor, and griffin by a window.
I feel like the boys have gotten all the introductory actions though. Where the ladies at?
So from left to right and wrapping around from one side to the other, we've got:
The twins at one window, skylar, robyn, Madison at the other window, mortimer in the wheelchair space between, Conner by a window, Nils, johnson, victor, and griffin by a window.
I feel like the boys have gotten all the introductory actions though. Where the ladies at?
I'll try to find a tune that matches
Name: Lorenzo Martine of fair Verona
Age: 21
Occupation: Musician
Ring: Yellow
Appearance:
Biography: Is a song acceptable?
From fair Varona Lorenzo the magnificent hails
His mother and father spun to him magnificent tales
And with his voice he'd sing them out loud
Always sure to gather a crowd
The string of his lute always in tune without fail
One fair maiden caught the young boy's eye
Upset his stomach and made him think he could fly
Love at first sight he was sure
A pain he could not yet endure
He told his parents he had to say goodbye
His mother and father had one more story to tell
Of how they said goodbye and did it well
Father gave a ring
The wedding bells would sing
So they gave him that ring and made his heart swell
Lorenzo Martine the magnificent went out that night
To show the maiden the ring in the best light
But she declined the ring of his mother
For she was in love with another
So Lorenzo left fair Verona...after a fair fight
Age: 21
Occupation: Musician
Ring: Yellow
Appearance:
Biography: Is a song acceptable?
From fair Varona Lorenzo the magnificent hails
His mother and father spun to him magnificent tales
And with his voice he'd sing them out loud
Always sure to gather a crowd
The string of his lute always in tune without fail
One fair maiden caught the young boy's eye
Upset his stomach and made him think he could fly
Love at first sight he was sure
A pain he could not yet endure
He told his parents he had to say goodbye
His mother and father had one more story to tell
Of how they said goodbye and did it well
Father gave a ring
The wedding bells would sing
So they gave him that ring and made his heart swell
Lorenzo Martine the magnificent went out that night
To show the maiden the ring in the best light
But she declined the ring of his mother
For she was in love with another
So Lorenzo left fair Verona...after a fair fight
Should I have posted my character here first?
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