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Thanx for the understanding bud. I'm hitting the end of the year too so I have to watch my homeworkd and shit.
Omg I know that feel D: I completely understand- I graduated like 2 weeks ago but I thought I wasnt going to because for this one class the grading scale was more dependent on hw in the last quarter- which almost screwed me over. Good luck my friend.
But yeah about Ezra- I'll hold off on posting with him like you said- can't wait to see what you've planned c:
@Narcotic Dollie lmao I'm leaning toward defending him and saying he was drunk so that isn't really him- but lets be honest here- it totally is.
Thieves Landing
He woke up in a tree again. But like his eyes were open so maybe he was just drunk. What the hell was in that old brandy that Varric dared him to drink... That little twig fairy didn't drug him- right? He hoped he didn't. Whatever it was- he couldn't really account for the night before. Sluggishly he looked about. He recognized Illya's house at once and for that he was relieved. The man hopped down and landed shakily on his feet. It took him a moment to steady himself- he pointed to the sky and the ground to situate himself. The world barrel rolled and his face met earth. A groan escaped him,
"I'll kill him."
He sat up again- yet despite all this he felt no hangover- only the pain from his fall. So he stood- clear headed now- and noticed something in a waste bin by Illya's front gate. It was a broken childs harp. The mans green eyes brightened- a mischievous idea taking root. Snagging this on his way past the gate he strummed it a few times- one of the five strings was broken and three were loose. He'd never played the instrument in his life- but that didn't stop him from plucking away an improvised tune as he walked up to the house.
Ezra stood right under Illya's bedroom window- he knew it was hers because he was a creep- plus he saw her sneaking into her house through there one night.
"Illya baby I may be no bard~" He twanged off key "but come on girl meet me out in the yard~ Yeah I know that I may be a mutt~ gods damn girl you got a nice butt~ Come on girl don't be so mean~ I came to blow off some steam~ Do you dream? Got plans? I could be your man~ Listen this time- we can like, do shit- fuck its hard to ryhme..."
Feeling lame he stopped strumming the harp, dropping it on the grass and absentmindedly kicking it across the yard. He stared up at her bedroom window for a bit- wondering at what moment a chair would be thrown from it. He imagined that- the spray of glass showering over him like synthetic stardust, only to get a wooden stool to the face.
"Shut up lad- she isn't home." Said a voice from a window on the other end of the house. He stepped back and craned his neck to see an older version of Illya glaring at him from the living room window.
"Goodday ma'am. Did I wake you?"
"And all 12 of the gods with that horrible singing voice of yours. I could've sworn someone was killing a goat out here."
Ezra smiled, he liked how refreshingly nasty she was, it made him feel like he was having a genuine conversation. None of that feigned interest that people are taught to have with one another.
"That's rude as hell Mrs.Vance."
"MS. you little toad- I never married."
"I can't imagine why." He said, stepping closer. He'd never spoken to Illya's mother like this- or at all for that matter. He only ever saw the woman from affar when she happened to head down into town. But he often came by the womans home to serenade Illya or try and talk to her- all attempts thwarted. It must have finally started to ware on the woman. Or maybe it was the unreasonable hour? It was so hard for him to tell.
"Why must you be so nasty with someone who only wants to get to know your daughter?" He asked with forced innocence.
Marideth snorted,
"To get to know? Is that what you call it these days?" She shook her head, disappointed in the weak slang.
"Leave- before I lose my patience and start throwing knives again." Ezra's eyebrows shot up, remembering- hell he had a scar on his forearm that reminded him plenty of the last knife throwing incident.
"Sure- will do. Tell Illya I stopped by- that I think of her and all that." He said, beginning to backpedal his way out of there.
"No, I wont." said the mother, rolling her eyes.
"You're right- it does sound kinda desperate- I'll stop by later and do it myself. Have a nice day never-married-Vance."
"Trip and smash your pretty face." She spat, but Ezra was already out of the yard and headed back into town.
@ViolentViolet Ah that's fine
ew Ezra's a stalker with no musical talent :u
Just noticed that theres a Marion, Marianne, and a Marideth xD
ew Ezra's a stalker with no musical talent :u
Just noticed that theres a Marion, Marianne, and a Marideth xD
LOL
I can't wait to use him now xD once I get home I'll finish up his CS and then write his intro post c:
I can't wait to use him now xD once I get home I'll finish up his CS and then write his intro post c:
@Adorabadass Yes basically xD Ezra is bi so he'll totally be down for it. I was thinking that Varric could be one of his friends- or something idk.
Btw he jumps around from girl to girl- for those of you playing daughters. Like he'll be all over Illya but then turn the corner, bump into Guin, and flirt with her. Please, ladies, beat this child up and don't let him play with your hearts xD
Btw he jumps around from girl to girl- for those of you playing daughters. Like he'll be all over Illya but then turn the corner, bump into Guin, and flirt with her. Please, ladies, beat this child up and don't let him play with your hearts xD
"Perhaps you should speak to it- to calm it down." Suggested Mayor Hart as both men noted that the deers eyes significantly widened at the sight of the lassoe.
"Human speech isn't exactly something they comprehend, Gareth. The deer mimick. Mimicking is one thing. Comprehension is another." He half hid the rope behind his back before crouching. The sunflower deer studied him. "Its best we take less intimidating stances..." he glanced over at the seven foot giant next to him, "perhaps you should go inside for the time being, Mayor Hart."
"Nonsen-" Gareth was cut off by Guinevere poking her head out of their home, inquiring of their morning and the reason for Farrests presence. At the sight of her the deers ears flicked forward, it began to move about nervously in the garden.
“Father… What is that?
Gareth saw that she went for her sword. That was the exact reason for his calling Farrest. The mayor knew only how to butcher and hack away with his axe- he couldn't bare to kill something lest he get blood all over his precious flowers.
"A stray deer- or, er, doe- from the forest. Come to eat away at the garden. Farrest is here to lead it away from here and out of my life forever."
The ranger was much too concentrated in his task to laugh. The doe was thoroughly distracted by the mayor, his daughter, and the meal before her. So much so that she almost forgot Farrest's presence altogether. Almost. The doe quickly caught on to his movements and retreated farther into the garden- muttering something in a strangers voice as she went.
"Need any help, fair Farrest? Surely a man of your wild beauty would not mind a bit of help from one who can wield the wilds that you know so well?
The ranger turned to consider Varric Dawnleaf. In all his years knowing the boy he had only pinned a handful of his pranks back to him- but the ranger suspected that many more odd disturbances around the town were his handiwork. Yes, for the most part they were harmless and could easily be rectified. But the ranger wondered how long these merely childish pranks would remain so harmless. How long would it take until Varric started some real trouble.
"Ah- no need- I have a feeling we won't need nature magic to control her. But thank you Varric. I'd prefer everyone just to keep their distance lest we spook her."
"Uhm... Uh sir? I, er, uhm... I th-think I have a solution t-to th-this problem."
The ranger spun and looked toward the voice- he recognized the blacksmiths son.
"Do you now?" He asked amicably. Leslie loved to boast of her sons intelligence- but Farrest never had the opportunity to work with the lad.
"What did you have in mi-"
The mayor interpolated,
"Good day Varric- and Laciel! I'm unused to seeing you outside of the forge- but don't mind us. I wouldn't want to stop you and Guinevere from playing, Varric. And please- do play around Dunstans coop." He looked fixedly at his daughter and his gaze showed that he knew,
"You know- the coop that you wrecked yesterday. Dunstan hasn't said a word but I'd prefer if you both went and helped him fix it."
Just then one of the windows to the house burst open and his wife's blonde head poked out,
"She did what?!"
Farrest had to duck as the doe leapt out of the garden, startled. The ranger cursed and shot Sebille an exasperated glance. The mayors wife stared in shock,
"What the hells was that thing-"
Gareth chuckled nervously, seeing how crowded everything was getting and how upset Farrest had become. He put a hand on Varric and Guinevere's shoulders,
"Off you two go now- hm? Come back for lunch, Varric. You eat meat, yes? I've something special lined up."
And then he turned toward his wife,
"Darling what was that thing you were telling me about earlier- that thing about glass-" he said hurriedly as he made his way back into the house. Sebille could take a hint, she giggled and disappeared back into the house. Only to return moments later at the window to speak to her child,
"Guinevere, darling, apologize to Dunstan for your behavior. You know how your father loves eggs in the morning."
Farrest cleared his throat and bid her farewell as she retreated back into the house, already calmed down once more. By now the doe had ran farther into town. He sighed and wondered how long it would take him to find it without Dagny. Then again.. Sunflowers didn't have a scent- so he'd be in the same predicament either way.
He glanced toward Laciel,
"Let's go after it, hm? I could still use your plan." He didn't want to send the boy back to his mother- that seemed cruel. Something told him, also, that he'd probably enjoy a morning of deer chasing.
A familiar whistling tune caught his attention then. The ranger looked toward the direction of the sound and saw his son approaching him from down the road. Farrest smiled- the more help the merrier.
"My son- good morning." He greeted Aldric warmly. "You've come at the perfect time. A cobalt deer has wandered into Vale and has eaten a few of the mayors sunflowers. So now its yellow.. But it just ran off. It's mimicked the mayors voice- so its best we send it on its way back into the Angar." He gestured to Laciel,
"Laciel here will be helping us- says he has a plan."
"Human speech isn't exactly something they comprehend, Gareth. The deer mimick. Mimicking is one thing. Comprehension is another." He half hid the rope behind his back before crouching. The sunflower deer studied him. "Its best we take less intimidating stances..." he glanced over at the seven foot giant next to him, "perhaps you should go inside for the time being, Mayor Hart."
"Nonsen-" Gareth was cut off by Guinevere poking her head out of their home, inquiring of their morning and the reason for Farrests presence. At the sight of her the deers ears flicked forward, it began to move about nervously in the garden.
“Father… What is that?
Gareth saw that she went for her sword. That was the exact reason for his calling Farrest. The mayor knew only how to butcher and hack away with his axe- he couldn't bare to kill something lest he get blood all over his precious flowers.
"A stray deer- or, er, doe- from the forest. Come to eat away at the garden. Farrest is here to lead it away from here and out of my life forever."
The ranger was much too concentrated in his task to laugh. The doe was thoroughly distracted by the mayor, his daughter, and the meal before her. So much so that she almost forgot Farrest's presence altogether. Almost. The doe quickly caught on to his movements and retreated farther into the garden- muttering something in a strangers voice as she went.
"Need any help, fair Farrest? Surely a man of your wild beauty would not mind a bit of help from one who can wield the wilds that you know so well?
The ranger turned to consider Varric Dawnleaf. In all his years knowing the boy he had only pinned a handful of his pranks back to him- but the ranger suspected that many more odd disturbances around the town were his handiwork. Yes, for the most part they were harmless and could easily be rectified. But the ranger wondered how long these merely childish pranks would remain so harmless. How long would it take until Varric started some real trouble.
"Ah- no need- I have a feeling we won't need nature magic to control her. But thank you Varric. I'd prefer everyone just to keep their distance lest we spook her."
"Uhm... Uh sir? I, er, uhm... I th-think I have a solution t-to th-this problem."
The ranger spun and looked toward the voice- he recognized the blacksmiths son.
"Do you now?" He asked amicably. Leslie loved to boast of her sons intelligence- but Farrest never had the opportunity to work with the lad.
"What did you have in mi-"
The mayor interpolated,
"Good day Varric- and Laciel! I'm unused to seeing you outside of the forge- but don't mind us. I wouldn't want to stop you and Guinevere from playing, Varric. And please- do play around Dunstans coop." He looked fixedly at his daughter and his gaze showed that he knew,
"You know- the coop that you wrecked yesterday. Dunstan hasn't said a word but I'd prefer if you both went and helped him fix it."
Just then one of the windows to the house burst open and his wife's blonde head poked out,
"She did what?!"
Farrest had to duck as the doe leapt out of the garden, startled. The ranger cursed and shot Sebille an exasperated glance. The mayors wife stared in shock,
"What the hells was that thing-"
Gareth chuckled nervously, seeing how crowded everything was getting and how upset Farrest had become. He put a hand on Varric and Guinevere's shoulders,
"Off you two go now- hm? Come back for lunch, Varric. You eat meat, yes? I've something special lined up."
And then he turned toward his wife,
"Darling what was that thing you were telling me about earlier- that thing about glass-" he said hurriedly as he made his way back into the house. Sebille could take a hint, she giggled and disappeared back into the house. Only to return moments later at the window to speak to her child,
"Guinevere, darling, apologize to Dunstan for your behavior. You know how your father loves eggs in the morning."
Farrest cleared his throat and bid her farewell as she retreated back into the house, already calmed down once more. By now the doe had ran farther into town. He sighed and wondered how long it would take him to find it without Dagny. Then again.. Sunflowers didn't have a scent- so he'd be in the same predicament either way.
He glanced toward Laciel,
"Let's go after it, hm? I could still use your plan." He didn't want to send the boy back to his mother- that seemed cruel. Something told him, also, that he'd probably enjoy a morning of deer chasing.
A familiar whistling tune caught his attention then. The ranger looked toward the direction of the sound and saw his son approaching him from down the road. Farrest smiled- the more help the merrier.
"My son- good morning." He greeted Aldric warmly. "You've come at the perfect time. A cobalt deer has wandered into Vale and has eaten a few of the mayors sunflowers. So now its yellow.. But it just ran off. It's mimicked the mayors voice- so its best we send it on its way back into the Angar." He gestured to Laciel,
"Laciel here will be helping us- says he has a plan."
Ohhh love triangles- I'm all about that .o. but I'm also more for monogamous relationships.. I mean you guys are free to have your love triangles and start your dramas- I'll be popping my popcorn and I'll gladly watch all of this. But I don't think I want to do the three soul mates thing.
@Savo Yes fuck fate. Thats a major decision for your characters to make- is this really going to be fate by flowers or are your characters going to decide who they'll love on their own? I don't want the pairings to be restrictive or anything-
Hell if Varric wants to be with Gunievere but he's meant to be with Illya then hell he can go for it.And ik its all set up for hetero relationships but honestly that doesn't have to end up being the case.
But yeah about including one more character- I will. I'll talk with Tendo about what role he wants and I'll play an extra character just to even things out for everyone.
I just updated my character post with the first of my two new characters c: he's not done yet but I can't wait to use him.
lmfao I just had an idea- since Ezra is a shameless flirt I'm going to have him @ViolentViolet wake Illya up with an off key song- hes going to be standing out front with a broken harp and he's going to be all "~Illya baby I may be no bard~ But come on girl meet me out in the yard~" xD
@Savo Yes fuck fate. Thats a major decision for your characters to make- is this really going to be fate by flowers or are your characters going to decide who they'll love on their own? I don't want the pairings to be restrictive or anything-
Hell if Varric wants to be with Gunievere but he's meant to be with Illya then hell he can go for it.And ik its all set up for hetero relationships but honestly that doesn't have to end up being the case.
But yeah about including one more character- I will. I'll talk with Tendo about what role he wants and I'll play an extra character just to even things out for everyone.
I just updated my character post with the first of my two new characters c: he's not done yet but I can't wait to use him.
lmfao I just had an idea- since Ezra is a shameless flirt I'm going to have him @ViolentViolet wake Illya up with an off key song- hes going to be standing out front with a broken harp and he's going to be all "~Illya baby I may be no bard~ But come on girl meet me out in the yard~" xD
@Narcotic Dollie hey no problem! Thanks for telling us c:
But yeah that does sound like an interesting pairing xD
I planned on making the Gravedigger have a weird sense of humor- like I'd make him a pun lord idk. I didn't plan out much for the other parents- but I wanted to be the fortunetellers son.
I think I'm going to make that recruiting character that I mentioned for the action plot before. That way I don't just have to interact with your characters solely on a parents perspective.
Hey btw @BlueAjah ik you already said that Guinevere was punished for busting the coop- but I'm probably going to make the mayor send her and Varric off to repair it- if thats okay with you.
But yeah that does sound like an interesting pairing xD
I planned on making the Gravedigger have a weird sense of humor- like I'd make him a pun lord idk. I didn't plan out much for the other parents- but I wanted to be the fortunetellers son.
I think I'm going to make that recruiting character that I mentioned for the action plot before. That way I don't just have to interact with your characters solely on a parents perspective.
Hey btw @BlueAjah ik you already said that Guinevere was punished for busting the coop- but I'm probably going to make the mayor send her and Varric off to repair it- if thats okay with you.
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