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@Nevis Hopefully that's all good. :3 Let me know if I need to change anything, particularly when it comes to the section about magic.
I just wanted to let you know that I'm still interested. But I do have a question as well. Essentially, what I want to know is whether or not song magic is a thing in this world, particularly along the lines of Syria's song or Epona's song. I just thought that it would fit the kokiri rather well, but didn't want to be presumptuous.
@Nevis Hello! I just wanted to let you know that I'm interested in joining this roleplay. I was thinking of making a Kokiri character that can use magic. Would that be okay?
I'm unfortunately going to have to withdraw. I've just been to busy with college to be active.
Mizzie had been a bit concerned after noticing that none of the newcomers seemed to have any interest in talking to her, while at the same time gathering more or less around the blacksmith's assistant. Figuring that it was probably due to her appearance, as she had noticed that the people of the fort seemed a bit taken aback by that, Mizzie followed relatively nearby, but without necessarily forcing herself upon the others. As Zane, the blacksmith's assistant, gave a little speech concerning what needed to be done around the fort, Mizzie watched the reactions of the newcomers. It seemed to her that, by and large, they were genuinely eager to get to work, as they seemed to head off in the various directions that Zane had pointed, towards areas that Mizzie knew as needing assistance.

While everyone in the group sort of split up to head to where they would likely be most useful, Mizzie was trying to decipher the meanings to some of the gibberish words that Zane had spoken, not noticing that two of the humans in the group (Jile and Jacques) had approached her until one of them asked her a question. Understanding the word "local" in the man's question, Mizzie nodded, a smile slipping onto her face. Unfortunately, he continued his question using words with which Mizzie wasn't as familiar, leaving her to try and decipher what me meant from the few words she did know. "Slow. Words new," Mizzie said in response, holding her hand up to try and forestall him from rushing on with more questions at the moment.

From what she knew of the words he had used, it seemed that he wanted to know something about supplies and trading, both of which were words Mizzie had heard fairly often while at the fort. Was it possible that he meant that he wanted to visit the general store to check out what they had to offer? "Market?" she asked, hoping that she was reading his questions properly, and that he would understand her question for clarification.
I'll get a post up later tonight. Sorry for the delay.
I posted. Sorry for taking so long. I've been rather busy with college this week.
Mizzie stood off to the side of Lord Justed's retinue as he delivered his speech to a group of people that had stepped off the massive ship floating nearby, her tail moving rather lazily behind her. While most of the words he said sounded like nothing more than gibberish to her, she was able to pick out several words that she understood, like "food" or "work." In all honesty, she had added a surprising number of words to her vocabulary since being rescued a little under a month ago. And even if she wasn't able to structure those words into grammatically correct sentences, she was at least able to communicate with the Imperials on the base.

After Lord Justed was finished giving his speech, he and his retinue departed, instructing the recruits to introduce themselves to the blacksmith's assistant and Mizzie before settling in. Having been informed before hand that they wanted her to introduce herself and to try and become familiar with the newcomers, Mizzie immediately used her wings to start hovering above the ground and over towards the newcomers. "Hello!" Mizzie said cheerfully after taking a moment to remember the Imperial word for greetings. "Name is Mizzie," she continued, pointing to herself to help communicate what she meant more clearly.
So long as he doesn't weigh significantly more than a normal person, a horse should have no problem carrying him, even if he's wearing armor. Medieval heavy cavalry had their horses wear armor at times in addition to carrying an armored rider
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