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2 yrs ago
If anyone I used to RP with comes back to check my profile and is wanting to carry on: sod it, dm me your discord, let's get started again
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3 yrs ago
I miss the old RPGuild..
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It's just awesome that you're still here!
Most people would have left
:') were a right pair XD

But I'm glad you stuck around this long
@Xhalathank you :3
It's all kicking off now, slowly but surely.
Rhoynar walked, the soft sound of crunching gravel underneath his feet. The bustle of the city echoed over the walls yet didn't seem to disturb the peace that settled in the gardens. The gardens stretched up towards his home, the height scaling into the sky above them, weather worn white walls glistening in the sunlight, windows twinkling as the noon sky neared its peak. Illinfer may have been irrational yet he felt her to be honest and true. He already carried a debt he'd have to repay. She was helping him far more than any other would have. Their journey across the ocean would prove to be tiring, difficult, and testing. In truth, he would have picked few others instead of Illinfer to accompany him.

'Sire?' He slowed his pace, his expression confused. Brown eyes looked over her face as she turned to look to the ground, giving him the hint pushing the question now would be less than advisable. Instead he listened. His features softened, gripped with an empathy he only briefly understood. He couldn't envision the pain of such heartbreak; how she'd carried it for so long was a mystery to him.

"My people-" He started. "We believe that although a life may have passed from this world. Their presence can be seen in the world around us." His gaze stayed on her whilst he spoke, his words grasping at a form of comfort he hoped she'd understand. Although their grief was shared, it wasn't similar. His brother had been lost for almost a decade, and his life had been torn from their own by a nature they did not understand, yet it wasn't what Illinfer felt. To lose a love; Rhoynar couldn't pretend he understood. Instead, he chose to try. "I see my brother in the morning sun. My mother sees him in the rain and the moon." Rhoynar turned his gaze upwards, lifting a hand to shield his eyes from the brilliant light. "My people, although our family leave us, we can take comfort in seeing them in the world around us. Perhaps when grief grips you in the night, you'll be able to see him too. You may not share our faith or our Gods, but I hope the thought brings you respite." Rhoynar passed her a faint smile, searching her face for any signs of comfort. His own eyes found hers, and lingered for a moment. His stare saw her pale skin, milk white compared to his own, the contours of her skin and the colour in her cheeks. Her eyes seemed deep, as if all the sadness she had faced lingered within. He swiftly shifted his look and turned along the path. There was comfort in her openness but a confusion in their exchange. He couldn't explain why. Perhaps it was the share in a common grief, or the feelings they'd both revealed.

"We should prepare. It's almost noon and the Second East changes faster than anywhere in the land your used to." Beginning the walk back once again, Rhoynar pushed aside the confusion he'd felt with suddenly sharing his own thoughts. "I would recommend you purchase clothes before we begin our journey. It won't be much time before the sun grows warmer."
@Xhala Defintely hyped
@Xhala

Look at all this frequent posting! What is going on? :P We must be sick ^^
Why was she so insulted? He hadn't done anything wrong; he'd only meant to show gratitude. The man furrowed his eyebrows and paced back three. Whatever he'd done to upset her- he just hoped it would disappear before they reached the eastern shores. His eyes danced between her and the world that surrounded them. The fluffy white clouds floating through a sky painted powder blue, the busy streets beyond the vine-covered walls, the sound of guards laughing and cheering, all clearly still carrying the joys of the previous evening. Her voice trailed over his ears, giving him leave to look at her again, although temporarily. He made no comment on her fight, only to nod his head in acknowledgement. Clearly he had touched a nerve, whatever it was.

"Forgive me-" Rhoynar simpered. "-It is a customer across the sea and within the city boundary's. It's easy to forget, I am sorry." He dropped his head and bowed briefly. Knowing it would be some time before he could even pry as to her reactions, the Knight resigned to remaining unknown. The world beyond the sea would shock Illinfer, the people lived differently there. Rich cities beyond the wealth of the West, cities rising high on hills, vast deserts with only the nomads for comfort. The legions of tribes stretching beyond the endless sands, each struggling for power. The slave caravans, the one hundred kings, the strange beasts and the customs. She'd barely last a minute with his family, let alone anyone else they encountered.

Yet, he'd been told things were changing. His friend hadn't been clear as to how but he dared to think. People were fleeing, but from what?
"I'll have my father meet them." He spoke, his voice matching the collected and defined tone it had one they originally spoke. If things were going to be this way, Rhoynar did have power over her, land and title gave any man abilities beyond a guild. Especially across the ocean- Daeron was a family name known throughout the Second East, traders and slavers. It was their trade and their name, He knew not if her guild held any power over the water but with the number of guilds and orders fighting for supremacy, he doubted their presence.

"The ship leaves at noon. I suggest purchasing clothes from the market. It's far warmer there than you'll have experienced. Especially if we're crossing the deserts." He stepped a further pace back and gestured for her to leave the gardens. "They'll be cheaper on these shores, you'd be best to purchase them before we leave. The Free Markets aren't as regulated as Ilium's." He commented, his feet taking him back along the paved path and back towards his home.
Illinar sounds way better :P
Oh it's so exciting :)
@Xhala The ship has sailed and Rhoyinfer, or whatever we're calling them, will be on board :P obviously not straight away, but in time ;)

It's going to be amazing!!
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