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A Skrub's Interest Check

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A Skrub's Interest Check

Hello lovelies! It's been quite awhile since I've shown my face around, but I'm eager to get back into the swing of things and participate in roleplays!

FAST FACTS
o I'm a well seasoned roleplayer and have been in the roleplaying community for 5+ years.
o My favorite color is purple ( despite using orange here to give accents lol )
o I live in the Midwest, meaning I consistently deal with tornados and farmers. ;)
o I'm introverted IRL, but online I enjoy talking to others!

WHAT AM I INTERESTED IN?
o 18+ content.
o Private 1x1 roleplays. It is rare that I do a public one.
o Anything to do with romance. I almost require it, but that's a different discussion.
o General genres like Slice of Life, Medieval, Fantasy, Sci-Fi, Apocalyptic+, and the list may go on.
o Smut, gore, intense battles, etc.

I often RP the female counterpart to most pairings, but I am able to switch in between whatever gender role, as well as being comfortable with doing whatever pairing, whether it's FxF, MxF, or MxM.

As it stands, I'm pretty open when it comes to roleplaying. If there was a topic I was uncomfortable with, I would notify you immediately !

WHAT WILL I NOT DO?
o Anything to do with direct characters, shows, & movies. ( Meaning I will not rp a main character in a show )
o Anime / furry roleplays aren't really my thing, and I tend to stray away from them.

SOME PAIRING IDEAS..
Keep in mind that I am quite flexible and willing to do a variety of pairings even though they might not be listed.

o Civilian x Mafia Boss
o Arranged Marriage
o Human x Vampire
o Human x Werewolf
o Princess x Prince / Adventurer / Suitor
o Elementals
o Shapeshifters
o Apocalyptic Survival

ONE LAST THING...
I'm rather respectful when it comes to roleplaying. I'll honor a person's time and their availability, and I do expect the same in turn. I'm not always available 24/7, but if requested my Discord is the best way to get ahold of me in terms of RPing and just getting into contact with me.
There are some roleplays that I will just not be interested in / just won't do, and I do request that whomever reads this respects that. I'll be open and honest, but of course kind.

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That wraps up this 1x1 Interest Check I believe. If you wish to contact me, PMs are preferred !

An offering you cannot refuse

Thanks!

Also a rather late response from me. I have an increasingly awful habit to check the website. If you ever notice that it’s taking me quite awhile to respond, add me on a Discord if you have it and give me a nudge. Skrubsetsu#8447

A Tale of Owls and Wolves

Docks of Ardent's Fall

While the streets of Ardent’s Fall had been nearly barren the docks were filled with weary travelers seeking passage from the city. There was, after all, a murderer afoot. There was a pungent odor that seeped its way through the large swaths of people as almost none of the foreigners had gotten a chance to shower or sleep. Accompanying the smells of salt from sea and body were the sounds of grumbling, intense chatter, and fights breaking out throughout the port.

From what Lorelei could see there were lightly armored guards attending to the crowds, and questioning a number of would-be-passengers. The sting of summer sun did little to quell the anxiety and frustration permeating the crowd.

A wince came from her, a delicate hand lifting to brush the locks that cascaded down her back in waves similar to that of the sea when it was calm. The smell was.. Certainly extraordinary. She had recently heard of the murder, and how the murderer was still running amuck without an end in sight. She couldn’t help but be curious as to what exactly had happened.Eyes, pupils slightly dilated due to the approaching sun, would scan the surrounding area as she stepped through the crowd, trying to push her way opposite to the motion of the travelers who wanted to leave Ardent’s Fall. She, however, wanted to stay, and venture into the barren alleyways of the city.

Finally breaking through the crowd, she moved to step onto the cobblestone road when she was stopped by a guard, who glanced her over. She must’ve looked at least slightly suspicious; A beautiful woman intending to go into the city instead of leaving it. She was dressed normally, a common dress for women to wear of the time.

“There seem to be a problem?” She hummed, a sweet smile gracing her lips as her multi-colored gaze lifted to that of the guard, her arms moving behind her as her head tilted to the side.

“Aren’t you supposed to be leaving?” He’d gruff in her direction, his eyes lazily making their way over her body, causing her to lightly shift backwards out of slight discomfort. “The alleys aren’t safe, especially for a little lady like you.”

She couldn’t help but give a slight laugh, a hand coming up to lightly mask the appearance of her mouth. “You think I’m afraid of some lil guy with a knife?” She easily side stepped, flashing that charming smile of hers again. It seemed to have an effect, for the guard would blink slightly and straighten, giving a nod.

“My apologies.” He’d simply say before turning away from her to tend to other citizens, questioning them and their actions instead, and leaving her alone. WIth a cheeky grin, she lazily strolled into the city, only a pack on her back carrying her belongings. Interesting.

The city was filled now mostly with only workers. Most sensible denizens were under lock and key. It wasn’t everyday an official of the crown was murdered. There was little worth noting in the alleyways of the Ardent. The only noises to be heard was the trickling of rainwater from last night running its way down cobblestone. Drops of the stuff found their way from the buildings of wood and brick.

The air was full of a thick musk scented like pine and river-water.The only other noises to accompany the ambiance of a city gripped in fear were the shambling and bustling of the homeless making their way about the alleys. Eyes studied the woman as she made her way through the back roads of the city. From the route she’d taken, shanties and shacks lined the alleyways. A hodgepodge of makeshift shops used cloth tents to protect the wares within from water damage.

Her simple maiden’s heels lightly clicked against the moistened cobblestone, her gaze flitting about as she ventured further and further into the city. Instead of taking the main road, she’d take a route that went through the back alleys, taking a look at all the makeshift shops that lined the edges, using whatever materials they could find in order to make their businesses somewhat presentable. It almost gave her a creepy vibe, due to the fact that she wasn’t used to such.. Poverty. It made her feel entitled, to have never experienced such things.

She felt eyes on her, and briefly felt worried. She’d grow tense, her hand going to the fashionable belt that was slung around curved hips, to the hilted blade that sat against the left hip bone. She kept her hand still for a little while longer, starting to come to the conclusion that this may have been a bad idea to take the back roads. Sticking to the main roads would’ve been.. Safer. Smarter, even.

“Not many-an-elf are brave enough to wander Dark Water, dearie.” A voice like ash and soot squealed out from the behind the siren. An older woman slumped over from age and labor eyed Lorelei. Weary eyes studied her foreign features. “Specially not with missing noble boys and dead Viceroy’s still warm to touch.”

She nearly jumped out of her damn skin when a voice that sounded like a burnt out fire itself would rasp behind her. She gripped the hilt of her dagger, but willed her hand to let go and release a low breath, expelling the fear that had briefly been thrown upon her. She turned around and gave a slight smile, a hand coming up and lightly brushing some of her hair back as she put on the charm.

“Is that where I am? Huh, I thought I was on the main road!” She played dumb rather well. “Missing boys and a murder? That sounds awful!” She feigned a gasp, a hand going to her mouth. “Is that why everyone is so insistent on leaving?”

“Me thinks you know the answer to that, pretty one. Never seen an elf with ears like yours.” The woman’s hands coveted the girls hair. Feeling through the wisps she took a breath, as if relieved, before lifting heavy lids. Her pupils were a hallowed grey as she studied the woman. Before Lorelei could reasonably respond the woman’s hand rested firmly over hers, and in turn the dagger she possessed. The woman whispered to the siren in hushed tones. “Don’t make a scene, girlie. I ain’t ye enemy.” She motioned Lorelei towards a sunken little crevice in the dilapidated marketplace.

She hesitated when the woman’s wrinkled and withered hands came out and touched her hair, causing her to stiffen as the elderly woman seemed to be searching for something. She didn’t even know what to say in that moment, for the elder was quite adamantly searching for something, yet seemed to be relieved when she found nothing. She felt her rough and boney hand touch hers that was gripping the hilt of her blade, and hush her to not be afraid, before being directed to a crevice.

She paused, not seeming like it was the greatest idea to go forth to such a sketchy place, but willed herself to be compliant. Giving a low sigh, she’d give a faint nod before stepping forward, towards the crevice. She glanced back for a moment before holding her breath and stepping through.

The elder woman looked about the wretched market. She reached into a chest full of leathers and cloths. Pulling out a thin black hooded cape from within she unfurled the fabric before making her way behind Lorelei. She threw the cape onto her. “Cape up,” she chided before making her way deeper into the marketplace. The cape itself smelled like it’d been locked away for ages, and the cape was thick with the smell of soil.

The staring that had just followed Lorelei were not as bountiful now. The two walked the beaten alleyways of the Dark Water District.

“What has ye wandering about our fair district elfey?” The woman’s gaze remained forward as the two marched on past the wailing of the sick and hungry.

Lorelei would blink in surprise as the stale-smelling fabric was thrown over her shoulders, the woman making sure it covered her before chiding her, much like a woman would do to their child, to put her hood up. Giving a faint frown, she did as she was told, bringing the hood of the worn cape up to rest on the top of head, concealing her features.

As they began to walk, she was somewhat relieved that the staring wasn’t so prominent now. The feeling of it had made her shiver, an icy feeling settling over her. Thank goodness for this.. Odd woman she just happened to run into.

“Originally? Because of the murder. I wanted to see if it was true, and I have a nasty habit of getting myself into things. I was going to try and help solve it,” She spoke in a hushed tone, her gaze turning towards the elderly woman’s. “Also, I’m no elf. Believe it or not, I’m a Siren.” She often got the confusion more often than she thought she would since leaving her home city, but it was alright. She did appear to look very similar to the elves that roamed the lands. She seemed a bit ahead of herself, Lorelei. Coming to a city she had never been to before to help aid in a murder that had nothing to do with her. It was the hunger for the information, mostly. The reasoning for the murder and the missing reports could prove valuable to nobles back at home.

“All the better that ye keep on that cape then, deerie. Me second cousin would skin those ears from your head if he knew.” There was a familiar sorrow in the elder’s voice upon hearing that Lorelei was a siren. Shaking the thought she turned to the girl giving a warm smile of gums and twisted -rancid- teeth.

“Ye can call me Grannie Smithers.” Smithers stopped in her tracks before extending her short and stubby arms out from beneath her cloak. Stretched out she looked back to Lorelei again.

Now, out of the sick stink of Dark Water, the only thing in view were the myriad of houses running down the street. Beyond that one could see the temple of Cristo that stood proudly in the marketplace. The swell of business as usual was accompanied by the squawking of birds, and sounds of hooves against cobblestone.

“Welcome, to Ardent’s Fall, dearie.”

An offering you cannot refuse

Aight. ^^ Take your time!

A Tale of Owls and Wolves

Lorelei Castanellos

Lorelei Castanellos

Character Summary

Name: Lorelei Castanellos
Titles: N/A
Aliases: Lore, LeiLei
Age: 22
Race/Ethnicty: Siren
Continent of Origin: Valenndalic
Gender: Female
Class/Subclass: Rogue / Thief

Stats

Strength: 7
Dexterity: 14
Constitution: 11
Intelligence: 15
Wisdom: 11
Charisma: 17

Physical Attributes

Height: 5'8
Weight: 134 lbs
Appearance Description: A little under the average height of most Sirens, Lorelei makes up for it in the rest of her appearance. Lorelei doesn’t look how Sirens used to look before the War of Splitting Branches, nor does she look similar to how Sirens who can no longer live in the water look today. Her appearance takes on a more elven appearance and beauty, though she still retains some well known Siren attributes.
She’s rather lithe, as is common for a Siren. Her soft grey, with pink undertones, skin appears smooth, and is cool to the touch. In various parts of her body, a small cluster of vibrantly colored scales, hues of purple, blue, and orange, are present. She doesn’t have human or elven ears, instead having small fins in place of them, with hearing holes located within them against her skull. She has long and flowing hair, various hues of darker brown and soft streaks of lighter browns. Her eyes are an unusual color, and are a various mixture of common eye colors, unable to be classified as one specific shade. Her pupils are usually dilated, as are most Sirens who live on land. Because of her more elven appearance, her curves are smooth and almost considered “perfect,” with an ample chest size.

Day To Day Attire: Usually something form-fitting that allows her to move about freely, without clothing being in the way to prevent her to move quickly. She’ll often wear something with a cloth mask, so she can bring it up over her mouth and nose and only have her eyes be visible. Further prevents someone some identifying her. Sometimes these articles of clothing can be slightly revealing, but it depends on the day.
Strengths:

• Stealth
• Agility
• Melee Combat

Weaknesses:

• Weakened Teeth
• Unable to breathe underwater / transmutation
• Weak

Psychological Attributes

Curious * Intelligent * Manipulative * Sociable

Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Like most Sirens, Lorelei has a slight distaste for the Dwarven race, due to the events of the War of the Splitting Branches. That dislike has since been passed down through generations, and thus was passed down to her.
However, overall, Lorelei is relatively kind and sociable. She enjoys meeting new people and having a decent conversation about whatever comes to mind, that is able to be built upon. She enjoys to ask questions and just overall gather information. Despite some hesitations about her, Lorelei is extremely intelligent, and enjoys to learn new information, and may even possibly share it.. For a price.
While she’s kind and open-minded, Lorelei can also be quite devious and sly. She can easily be nice to your face, but then turn around and say something different, but it just depends on the mood and situation. She’ll use whatever she can to her advantage, may that be her beauty or bits of information that people may be searching for. Certainly a force to be reckoned with.
Bottom line? Don’t let her kindness or beauty fool you.

Habits:

• Tendency to ask a lot of questions.
• Tendency to misread some emotions.
• Tendency to speak very softly and quietly.
• A bit of a kleptomaniac, snatching expensive-looking objects for currency.

Hobbies:
Writing
Exploring / Adventuring
Socializing
Gathering Information
Fears:

• Acrophobia - Fear of heights.
• Arsonphobia - Fear of fire.
• Brontophobia - Fear of thunder & lightning.

Likes:

• Rain [ NOT thunderstorms ]
• Books / Storytelling
• Most art
• Most Elven races
• Knowledge
• Extravagant items [ beautiful trinkets and bobbles ]

Dislikes:

• Bad attitudes
• Dwarves
• Briths
• Cats in general
• Excessive heat
• Loud noises

Skills

• Skill: Healing Lorelei knows the basics of healing. She can stitch up most wounds and can bandage them up. She can use basic herbs in terms of healing, but in terms of surgery and higher skilled healing, she is unaware.
• Skill: Stealth With her profession, Lore has become adept in sneaking and making herself relatively unseen.
• Skill: Agility Because of her body type, Lore is able to move quick and agile, able to dodge most attacks and get away relatively unscathed.
• Skill: Horseback Riding Having a fondness of animals, Lore quickly developed the ability to ride a horse, which is her favorite pastime.
• Skill: Reading & Writing Due to her upbringing, Lorelei can read and write in the common tongue, as well as Dwarven and Elven tongues.
• Skill: Linguistic Lorelei is able to speak Dwarven and Elven tongues, as well as the common tongue.

Magic

• Spell: Silence For a short burst of time, the sounds of footsteps, breathing, and any other natural sound that the wielder may make is deafened. It is not completely silenced, but enough to where it is almost indetectable.
• Spell: Quick Step For a short burst of time, the speed of the wielder’s steps is quickened. It cannot be cast the same time as Spell : Silence.
• Racial Spell: Siren's Glass The ability to weave a barrier against magic. The strength of the barrier and how long it can be held is directly connected to the wielder’s attributes.
• Spell: Glamour A form of magic involving disguises or the slight of hand. It’s a type of Illusion magic, but more so tricking the mind rather than of light, tricking people into seeing one thing when it actually is something else. It can be cast upon the wielder, or upon an object, it’s duration dependent on the wielder’s ability.
• Spell: Alarm Choose a door or opening to set an alarm for unwanted intrusion. It will alarm you if anything crossed the boundary. A ping within your mind will sound if anything crosses the boundary if you are within a mile radius. If you are asleep, an inaudible sound of a hand bell will awaken you.
• Spell: Charm Person An attempt to charm a human or humanoid into believing something that goes against known information, or to regard the wielder as a friendly acquaintance. Directly dependent on the wielder’s attributes.

Possessions

Possessions Generally On Person:

• Item: Coin purse She often carries a bit of coin with her, for whatever tipping or bartering she needs to accomplish.
• Item: Checklist Lorelei likes to keep track of whatever missions / things she needs to do.
• Item: Family Heirloom She often wears the heirloom of her family, a shell pin that can be placed in her hair.
• Item: Compass Due to her sense of adventure, she usually has one with her to keep track of where she is.

Weapons: Personal weapons, no magically enhanced items

• Item: Daggers (2) Handheld knives, easily able to be used quickly and efficiently.
• Item: Blow dart A long, wooden tube that’s able to be loaded with a small dart, the type of dart dependant on the user. Usual types of darts include poison, temporary paralysis, sleeping agent.
• Item: Rapier A thin blade created specifically for Lore. Not used often.

Armor: Base armor only, no magically enhanced items

• Item: Light Leather Armor Armor thicker than regular clothing. More freedom of movement, and difficult to bite through.
• Item: Light Leather Leggings Leggings thicker than regular clothing. More freedom of movement, and difficult to bite through.
• Item: Light Leather Boots Comfortable walking shoes. Difficult to bite through.
• Item: Cloth Mask A cloth that comes up and conceals the face, usually the mouth and nose. Acts as a disguise.

Pack Contents:

• Item: Rations Rations that will last a few days.
• Item: Simple Clothing Similar to what she wears on a daily basis.
• Item: Map & Compass Several maps; useful for whatever area she is in.
• Item: Waterskin A tanned sac of animal skin. Holds water.
• Item: Bedroll A roll of various furs and feather-stuffed pieces of cloth.
• Item: Bandages Strips of cloth to apply to wounds.

Magical Items:

• None

Potions:

• Item: Healing Potion (3) Potions that restore a bit of health and energy. Can heal only simply wounds [small cuts, abrasions, etc.]
• Item: Poison Antidote (5) Potions that counteract poisons within the body. Side effects include nausea and blurry vision.
• Item: Smoke Bomb (2) Glass bottle that is able to be thrown to the ground. Once the glass breaks, an uprising of smoke arises, allowing the wielder to use it to get away from a potentially dangerous situation.

Creation Materials:

• None

History

History: Sirens had once thrived within the oceans, living near the bottom of the ocean floor. They were content, away from all races and dwelling within their own, living a peaceful life. However, after the War of the Splitting Branches, the oceans were poisoned and made the environments dangerously hostile. The Sirens were forced from the oceans, the poison causing some of the Sirens to change. Many lost their ability to breathe underwater, others losing the ability of transmutation, unable to switch their bodies between that of living within water, and that of living on land. Because of this, many Sirens died from a War that they were never apart of. Because of this, some Sirens were unable to live underwater, while some were unable to live above water.
Years passed, and Sirens adapted to whatever condition they were living in. Sirens who lived above water developed a more human or elven-like appearance, appearing more beautiful in the eyes of the other species, but uglier in Siren society. Those who lived below water became much more feral, and are extremely elusive.
Lorelei’s family was a bloodline of Sirens that had lost their ability to live underwater and the ability of transmutation. They resided within the caves along the edges of the Viguard kingdom, preferring to keep away from most civilization. However, Lorelei’s mother decided to live the Clan that resided within the caves, and move further inland to live in civilization. She lived amongst the High Elves, having moved from Carthus to Valenndale to reside within the Ellvenan kingdom to hopefully learn of ways to help fix the Siren problem, learning their ways and adapting to their lifestyle. She met and settled down with someone, and gave birth to three healthy children, Lorelei being the youngest of the three.
Lorelei’s upbringing was relatively normal. She was raised within elven society and taught elven mannerisms, coming out much more regal and sophisticated as opposed to Sirens that still dwelled within the caves. She was taught to read and to write, as well as speak fluently in multiple languages. However, her voice is natural soft and weak, causing her to have to repeat herself to people who may be hard of hearing.
Her family fell upon hard times, causing her and her siblings to take up positions that brought their family a stable income. While others may have gone to be merchants or barmaids, Lorelei became proficient in gathering and dishing out information, often with a price, as well as being enlisted to thieve objects or items from other families, or she did it for her own self gain.

Extras

Character Quote: "When life robs you, sometimes you gotta rob it back." - The Book Thief
Theme Song: Hips Don't Lie - Shakira
Anything Else: N/A

An offering you cannot refuse

LOL dw about it. I apparently kept you waiting for like 3 months so

An offering you cannot refuse

Mildor sat there, in the darkness of the night, a soft sigh expelling from his lips as he'd lift his head, and his brightened gaze would glance over the village that they had stopped at, at all the dimly lit tents and slightly displaced cargo on wagons so that people could sleep. A heavy feeling overcame him, the feeling of leadership. Both him and his sister.. They had a responsibility, as well as a curse. What a horrendous combination that was.

Releasing a sigh, he'd notice Sargom approach him. Even though she spoke it, he could feel the corruption close. Hell, at this point, he and Aegnith had become apart of the blasted darkness, as well as a handful of guards that had been able to withstand it. Their personal followers. As she described her plan, he would pause to think about it. Heaving a low sigh, he'd lift his hand again, feeling the heat crawl beneath it. His eyes narrowed. "Fine," He mumbled. "We'll go with your plan. Now, go get some sleep." He sent her away with a light wave of his hand, exhausted and irritated from the day they had experienced.

After another hour or so from sitting atop the wagon, he slowly eased himself down, walking to his sister's tent. He peeked in, noticing that she was already asleep. She would twitch every so often, something she had never done before, and every time she would twitch he could see a pulse of their curse run through her. She was the direct manifestation of Kod. Any time, if she wasn't strong enough.. He could use her against them. He could use him against everyone else. He winced, before stepping away from her tent.

He made his rounds, walking around the makeshift camp and keeping an eye on everyone.

He didn't sleep a wink that night.

An offering you cannot refuse

I just now realized that I haven't responded, in all this time. I literally thought that you were the last to post and thought you had just forgotten.

A Tale of Owls and Wolves

Awh shit, I'll have to post a character sheet soon .. When I'm not procrastinating.. Rip.