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Shieldlands (Viking) RP

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Shieldlands (Viking) RP

Sunne Meldune

Location: Ballara

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Sunne leaned against the building, around the corner from where the two men talked, refraining from eating her apple. She'd sneaked up to the spot so she wasn't about to ruin the twos conversation by making them aware of her sudden presence near them. She instead held the apple with a big bite taken out of one side and turned it over and over in her hand. She appeared absentminded, but she was listening intently while her thin fingers and slightly uneven fingernails tapped at the bright red apple skin.

Along the border of Skagastrond and Mjors... I barely made it out with 8 fingers

The gravelly voice of the scarred man grumbled lowly. The shaman kept silent besides the occasional grunt before the scarred man wrapped up his tale of danger, filled with hobgoblins and even a troll, all which he faced with a sword, shield, and his wits apparently. Sunne rolled her eyes a time or two, stifling a disbelieving cough as well before the shaman finally spoke.

And are yeh gonna tell the thane about this supposed invasion of beasts? he asked.
An' why would I do that? the scarred man scoffed. Bellara's sins will find it soon enough.
Hmm... the old shaman mused. I suppose you won't have to anyway, considerin' his lil' daughter's been behind yeh fer a while.

Sunne froze, tips of her nails piercing apple flesh as she whipped her head around towards the men, dark eyes wide. The mad looking man quickly drew his own sword, obviously enraged he'd been spied on as he turned the corner to face Sunne himself. The shaman simply chuckled under his cloak and turned away, walking to safety.

"Look... I would have announced my presence but well, it was easier to hear your story without looking at that face during the retelling," Sunne said, smirking and tossing the apple right at the man's face when it turned redder from increased anger. Sunne laughed and booked it away from the guy who cried out angrily and began chasing her through the crowded market, sword out and just pushing past people as bits of apple clung to his scars now.

Sunne's quick, light footed steps let her move with ease, but soon she was out of the crowded area and ducked between two homes. There was barely a drop of sweat on her smug face, eyes darting through the opening to see if the man would run right by or see her by chance.

Shieldlands (Viking) RP

Sunne Meldune

Location: Ballara

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Sunne sat outside the building her father currently occupied, leaning against the front stones and picking at her nails with a small knife. Boredom was etched on her vacant expression as little silver hairs floated out of her loose braid and moved back and forth through her line of sight. A man walked out of the hall that had entered not all that long ago, and the young woman glanced up. Without meaning to she appeared threatening, her natural expression one that didn't invite friendly smiles and gestures, similar to how a panther looks intriguing from far away but dangerous up close.

The man ignored her though, continuing to walk away and Sunne simply watched. Her mind wasn't on the miner though, but instead on other things. She stared into nothing for a few more moments before throwing her small blade into her bag and turning, heading towards the town market. It wasn't far, people browsing and trading their makes.

The daughter of the thane could feel her toes grip the inside of her soft leather boots as she walked leisurely, arms crossed behind her back and short swords swinging in their scabbards by her hips. She mused over the food, slyly stealing an apple and barely trying to hide it as the seller was busy talking and Sunne didn't exactly find herself above theivery. At least when the prize was a small piece of fruit. She swung an arm around and bit into the apple, the loud crunch muffled by talking voices. Normally, Sunne wasn't an eavesdropper, but today a soft, whispering voice made her ears twitch. The hobgoblins are coming

Sunne hesitated, and raised an eyebrow while chewing her apple, slowly looking towards a rather mad looking man, scars dotting his face and talking to one of the town shamans. They were standing between two buildings, and while not hidden, were obviously not inviting anyone into their conversation. Sunne was always fascinated by anything that lived beyond the little free roaming land she was 'allowed' to be on, and tried in inconspicuously scoot closer and closer to overhear some sort of run in the man had encountered with strange creatures deep in Ballara's forests. She tried to appear an uninterested as possible, but to anyone walking by, it was obvious she was not the best actress.

Shieldlands (Viking) RP

Last Child/Only Daughter of Thane of Ballara

Name: Sunne Meldun (pronounced Soon)

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Image/Appearance:

Stands 5'4", tattoos on arms and torso made from homemade ink, long braided white/gray hair, dark gray eyes, usually smudged with dirt from being unable to just sit and do nothing

Title/Rank/Occupation:

• Daughter of the Thane of Ballara
• Last child of the Thane of Ballara
• "Princess" of Ballara

Skills/achievements/etc:

• Skilled in dual wielding short swords/Skilled in the dimachaerus fighting style
• Skilled in bone and antler carving
• Proficient in shield wielding and some spear techniques
• Basic medical/survival knowledge
• Claims to be able to out drink any man

Personality/(Dis)likes/hobbies/etc: Impatient, Active, Easy to get along with if sharing the same opinion, Otherwise can be argumentative and moody, Hates being wrong, Caring (especially for children), Has a constant mental battle with wanting to have fun but not waste valuable time, Very serious when fighting/practice fighting, Enjoys doing something with an immediate result (fixing things, creating things, a timed battle practice), Loves meat like pork and deer but hates fish, Favorite food is bread, Finds armor annoying, Believes in Valhalla but is not overly religious, Loves wrestling though is usually barred from doing so, Does well at gardening, but not very good at food making or hunting either one, Can fix garments and often does for her brothers and father, Enjoys trips to trade towns to sell her bone and antler carvings which include everything from beads/jewelry to weapons.

Biography: Sunne was named after the goddess of the sun, Sunna. Her mother named her when she saw the practically glowing fuzz of white hair she had when born. Unfortunately, Sunne was to be her mother's last child, as the Thane's wife became ill shortly after giving birth to Sunne and passed. Most of Sunne's life has been imitating her brothers, while trying to be reigned in by her father who thinks of her as the last bit of his late wife. Sunne was never one to be controlled, however, and is one of Odinkar's most rebellious children. Not to mention, almost every woman in Ballara is married by age 20, and yet the thane's 19 year old daughter remains unwed. She had chosen a husband at one point around the age of 16, but he was a raider who died when invading another land. It didn't affect her terribly, but finding someone who gets the approval of her father and herself is not the easiest thing, especially when most men don't appreciate her non-domestic nature.
Sunne knew she could never compete with the men of her family with spears, so while she did learn how to use the weapon, she was eager to find the weapon that best fit her. She made friends with a local blacksmith who preferred swords and taught her the basics of fighting with two swords. Sunne flourished with the technique. Because of her impatience, she never enjoyed some things such as hunting or fishing, and while she claims to find armor annoying, it is simply because she is too weak to wear enough to matter and still be a proficient fighter. So she learned shield skills but otherwise refuses armor.
Odinkar brought in a nannny of sorts to care for Sunne after her mother died, a slave woman who had been captured during a raid a long time ago. The woman taught Sunne basics of sewing and gardening, as well as jewelry making. She was where Sunne learned basic medical knowledge since the poor nanny was constantly chasing the white haired wild child who would always hurt herself trying to do more than she was capable of, and tried to teach her to cook though Sunne only picked up how not to burn things basically. Sunne gets along with probably half of her family; many simply find her annoying since they don't see her as ever being a threat to taking over their father's role as thane. So they focus on a rivalry with who they consider the more 'important' children of Odinkar, much to Sunne's frustration since she'd rather be hated than ignored.

Equipment: Spear, Shield, Two short swords, A bag of bone and antler pieces, small carving tools including a small knife, a few vials of medicine or salve, a fire striker, a handful of bread

Other: Wears her mother's favorite ring on her right index finger

Shieldlands (Viking) RP

Last Child/Only Daughter of Thane of Ballara

Name: Sunne Meldun (pronounced Soon)

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Image/Appearance:

Stands 5'4", tattoos on arms and torso made from homemade ink, long braided white/gray hair, dark gray eyes, usually smudged with dirt from being unable to just sit and do nothing

Title/Rank/Occupation:

• Daughter of the Thane of Ballara
• Last child of the Thane of Ballara
• "Princess" of Ballara

Skills/achievements/etc:

• Skilled in dual wielding short swords/Skilled in the dimachaerus fighting style
• Skilled in bone and antler carving
• Proficient in shield wielding and some spear techniques
• Basic medical/survival knowledge
• Claims to be able to out drink any man

Personality/(Dis)likes/hobbies/etc: Impatient, Active, Easy to get along with if sharing the same opinion, Otherwise can be argumentative and moody, Hates being wrong, Caring (especially for children), Has a constant mental battle with wanting to have fun but not waste valuable time, Very serious when fighting/practice fighting, Enjoys doing something with an immediate result (fixing things, creating things, a timed battle practice), Loves meat like pork and deer but hates fish, Favorite food is bread, Finds armor annoying, Believes in Valhalla but is not overly religious, Loves wrestling though is usually barred from doing so, Does well at gardening, but not very good at food making or hunting either one, Can fix garments and often does for her brothers and father, Enjoys trips to trade towns to sell her bone and antler carvings which include everything from beads/jewelry to weapons.

Biography: Sunne was named after the goddess of the sun, Sunna. Her mother named her when she saw the practically glowing fuzz of white hair she had when born. Unfortunately, Sunne was to be her mother's last child, as the Thane's wife became ill shortly after giving birth to Sunne and passed. Most of Sunne's life has been imitating her brothers, while trying to be reigned in by her father who thinks of her as the last bit of his late wife. Sunne was never one to be controlled, however, and is one of Odinkar's most rebellious children. Not to mention, almost every woman in Ballara is married by age 20, and yet the thane's 19 year old daughter remains unwed. She had chosen a husband at one point around the age of 16, but he was a raider who died when invading another land. It didn't affect her terribly, but finding someone who gets the approval of her father and herself is not the easiest thing, especially when most men don't appreciate her non-domestic nature.
Sunne knew she could never compete with the men of her family with spears, so while she did learn how to use the weapon, she was eager to find the weapon that best fit her. She made friends with a local blacksmith who preferred swords and taught her the basics of fighting with two swords. Sunne flourished with the technique. Because of her impatience, she never enjoyed some things such as hunting or fishing, and while she claims to find armor annoying, it is simply because she is too weak to wear enough to matter and still be a proficient fighter. So she learned shield skills but otherwise refuses armor.
Odinkar brought in a nannny of sorts to care for Sunne after her mother died, a slave woman who had been captured during a raid a long time ago. The woman taught Sunne basics of sewing and gardening, as well as jewelry making. She was where Sunne learned basic medical knowledge since the poor nanny was constantly chasing the white haired wild child who would always hurt herself trying to do more than she was capable of, and tried to teach her to cook though Sunne only picked up how not to burn things basically. Sunne gets along with probably half of her family; many simply find her annoying since they don't see her as ever being a threat to taking over their father's role as thane. So they focus on a rivalry with who they consider the more 'important' children of Odinkar, much to Sunne's frustration since she'd rather be hated than ignored.

Equipment: Spear, Shield, Two short swords, A bag of bone and antler pieces, small carving tools including a small knife, a few vials of medicine or salve, a fire striker, a handful of bread

Other: Wears her mother's favorite ring on her right index finger

Forgotten -~- A Reboot of the Vampire Roleplay

Idk, 3 people is a bit small.

Forgotten -~- A Reboot of the Vampire Roleplay

I'm still here. Just thought we were waiting to see if anyone else was going to wake up.

Forgotten -~- A Reboot of the Vampire Roleplay

Evelyn smile softly and nodded at William’s response, realizing he was having trouble recovering his memories as of the moment by the way he was inspecting himself. She wouldn’t be surprised if Anrah was the same. She hoped what they would remember would be pleasant at least. She let the boy inspect his surroundings, though she found it a bit odd before turning back to Taeyang and the new girl, giving Anrah a soft smile as well for her politeness when taking the blood. Evelyn hesitated to say anything when the girl asked about the name her friend would call her, as she had only assumed it was a term of respect in some sort of way but had never inquired, thinking it would be impolite. And as she suspected, when he gave the girl his answer, she was correct. She smiled in response to his explanation and wink, pleased. She even let go his pointing at people for the time being since he was trying to identify everyone. “Yes I think that would be best,” she nodded, agreeing that if any more should wake that Taeyang could go get them something to drink. “Well, again, feel free to take more,” she said, to the two young ones, moving out of the cell past Taeyang and into the hall they’d come down. She moved further down it until she found a small table she could set the tray down on and rest her arms. She rolled her shoulders back slightly, pale form turning back to look at the others, blue eyes appearing ghostly. “Shall we?” she asked, not wanting to push the two harder than they were able. It had been so long ago she was turned, and she had taken to it fairly well, that she wanted to be sensitive to their transformation.

The Walking Dead: Among the Ruined// Spin-Off

Farren - MEC - John, Buck Farren, in her tiredness, barely blinked at the gunshot, only knowing that it could possibly wake Dean. She groaned, furrowing her brow and rubbing her eyes. This had to be karma for something. The universe hated her and she had no idea why. It was surprising how when you became a mother, the sound of a gunshot echoing in the distance was less frightening than a child awoken from a nap. So she just nodded as John ran by, yelling at her to get in the room. “Aye aye captain,” she sneered, annoyed that if the bullet had woken up Dean, surely his yell had. And to be sure, she heard a whining from behind the door. Farren closed her eyes again and sniffed, whispering to herself, ‘Please, just… go back to sleep…’ when heavy footsteps came down the hall. She assumed it was John, noticing she hadn’t gone into her room, coming back to talk all about the rules and their importance, because teamwork and magic and shit. Instead, a scream of no, caused her to open her eyes and look bewildered as Buck slid next to her and began looking over her and stroking her hair. “Buck, Buck, I’m fine,” she said, a surprised, slight panic in her own eyes as she saw the worry in his. “Hey, calm down, okay?” she whispered, brow furrowing now in concern while looking into his eyes, hand cupping his cheek so he would look at her and see her seriousness. She almost didn’t notice the whining still coming from the other side of the door. Her cheeks were a bit flushed and heart pounding harder from being disturbed in such a way, and with Buck’s tender touch and worry in his gaze. She wondered if he cared for her wellbeing only because he had lost people before and didn’t want to lose anyone else. Or if it was something more. She swallowed hard and searched his face, wishing she knew the answer without brazenly asking, but his gesture had also woken her up enough to realize if there was someone out there with a gun, then she probably should do as John said and stay in her room. Especially since now little hands were sticking out under the bottom of the door and poking her. “Honey, mommy’s right here just… just give me a second,” she said in a sing song voice but one that said she was serious before sighing heavily and looking back at her friend. “Are you ok?” she asked him, unsure of why he would think she was hurt unless maybe he was.

Forgotten -~- A Reboot of the Vampire Roleplay

Evelyn blushed a vivid shade of red, eyes widening at the boy’s words when he complimented her, obviously caught off guard. Her lips parted, as if unsure what to say until he reached for the blood. She was about to properly offer him some when Taeyang stepped in and took one. “Yes, of course,” she said, turning slightly so that he could reach without brushing against her. She watched him leave and turned back to the young one, seeing he had moved further back away again. She raised a brow, unsure why he seemed more frightened of the male than she, but he also may have been fearful that there were two of them instead of one. Surely, that would be more frightening to wake up to. She felt sympathy for these newly turned ones, not wanting to curse anyone with the life she herself had to exist within. “Yes, take one,” she spoke when the man asked, although it seemed he would have partaken anyway. Evelyn gave a soft smile, happy to have helped satisfy what she knew had to be an undying thirst. Though his reaction to taking another made her look at him questioningly. Evelyn turned around when other footsteps entered, seeing another new one and Taeyang return. “Hello Anrah,” Evelyn said, holding out the tray for the girl to receive her own goblet, but not before the boy she’d welcomed took another. Evelyn looked back at him, watching while he partook, and looked hesitant to reply to his words. “I suppose William is your name? You both may call me Evelyn. Or Ms. De Winter, whatever you prefer. But yes, I’m afraid you are… vampires,” she said, simply confirming his suspicions. “When you feel well enough I suppose we can show you the castle and you may exist outside our dungeons,” she spoke, basically thinking out loud as she looked between the two young ones.