WhiteAngel25

New Music with Plots and Previous Interest Ideas +18

bump, I finally have time to actively focus on 1x1 RPs again. Real life has been crazy lately.

Welcome to Vradia

Faline smiled softly when Toren spoke of the farmers they passed working the meadows as if the fear of sickness and disease didn't exist. She appreciated his attempt at lighting the load of the awkward silence. Even Simbel joined in, commenting on how comforting the howls of wolves made her feel at home.

Faline walked backward briefly to speak with the gray-skinned woman with an understanding expression. "I lived in the Evergreen Forest with my parents when I was young. There is something about being so intuned with nature that they begin to speak to you," Faline replied to the full Elvian woman before she turned back around.

It was Amandine's comment about the symbol on her quiver that made the redhead pause as a familiar feeling clutched at her heart. She gulped softly as Amandine continued to speak about the one who owned the quiver and bow before her. Tears began to bubble up but Faline shook her head for a moment to clear her thoughts. "Yes, he was a great warrior, indeed." was all she said and let herself fall silent until they got to the edge of the woods.

The morning sunlight hadn't quite reached the area yet. The tall trees still darkened this area of the meadow. This portion of the area seemed a bit more chaotic in a natural way. The variety of wildflowers turned to forest flora sporadically while the meadow's brome grass folded over in waves, indicators that the shepherds didn't graze their animals this far.

Faline was about to suggest that they stop and rest a moment when something didn't feel right. She stopped her stride and then put up her right pointer finger to her mouth. Faline cupped her ear to listen. No birds chirping or rabbits scurrying, just complete silence. She quietly took off the heavier parts of her pack and drew her double daggers.

Welcome to Vradia

Internet is down, I m currently on my phone and it will hopefully be fixed tomorrow for me to post!

Welcome to Vradia

I will be away this weekend. @Mechromancer I will wait for you to post before they ‘pause’ for a break. *cough*bandit fight*cough* 😆

Welcome to Vradia

"Off we go, I suppose," Faline said as she adjusted the straps of her pack on her shoulders before walking through the door into the main tavern hall. The tavern was empty, and the only sound was from them walking on the wooden planks to leave. It was early morning, and no one searched for mead until the evening.

The group made their way out of town. The rain from the night before rested in the pothole where cobbled stones used to be. Birds chirped as the morning sun painted the sky with beautiful shades of pink and orange hues. They soon reached the edge of town where the dirt road wrapped through a meadow. Rabbits bound away from the footpath as birds flew off while they walked by.

Faline, with the map from her uncle in hand, took a deep breath of the fresh air and smiled. "Sunrise is my favorite time of the day. Everything is fresh and ready for the day," she mentioned as she glanced down at the piece of marked parchment. "Looks like we are headed for that treeline on the other side of this meadow, and then we will be on the edge of the woods. We can stop there for a brief rest before continuing in."

Faline was trying her best to offset this odd feeling she had in the pit of her stomach. She felt as if someone was watching them. Besides the random farmer tending to his cows, they hadn't encountered anyone since leaving town. At least, no one that she had seen.

Welcome to Vradia

I will post tomorrow! :)

The Gifted (Reborn)

I’m working on a post but I can always adapt it if you want to post. :)

Welcome to Vradia

I would say it would be a special connection to their mentor at least one item. I can’t remember if everyone had a weapon per se. If your characters did have a weapon, I would also put those in the chest but otherwise you’re free to have whatever works best.@Red Wizard

Teen Titans: Sidekicks Unite

Just as the white car left, a black Sudan stopped in front of Wayne Enterprise. Cassie stepped out with her Aviators shielding the glare from the sunlight reflecting off of the giant building. She wore dark blue skinny jeans, a cream-colored tank top, with a jean jacket tied around her waist. Cassie adjusted the strap of her Earthrunner sandals that matched her tank top before she smiled and thanked the driver as he handed her her bag from the back of the vehicle.

The young woman made her way into the building, just catching the end of Wally's failure at flirting and the receptionist instructing Dick, Conner, Rachel, and Jon to sit in a waiting area. Cassie lifted the sunglasses up to rest on top of her head and walked over to the receptionist's desk.

"Hi, I'm Cassandra Sandsmark. I'm here to check in," she said with a polite smile. The receptionist looked up at her and then checked Cassie off her list before dismissing her to go sit with the others. Cassie sat next to Rachel and smirked at Wally.

"Struck out again? That's got to be tough," Cassie said as she pressed the handle down on her suitcase and then crossed her arms.

Welcome to Vradia

Faline blinked her eyes open, finding her uncle's notebook in her hand, and realized that what happened yesterday wasn't a dream. Five individuals who seemed completely opposite of one another were recruited into a secret guild by their predecessors. The young woman with the fiery locks quietly sat up and sighed. She softly rubbed the back of her neck then walked over to the fireplace that seemed to have been burning all night. The fire's light flickered against the five chests on the hearth's edges. She knelt in front of the chest with the symbol that was on her token. She gently ran her fingers over the engraving before she opened the trunk to see what her uncle had left her.

The two dark green sheths first took Faline's attention. She carefully opened the sheths to find two obsidian steel double-ended daggers with a rich brown leather handle connected the blades together. There was also a beautiful bow that Faline had remembered seeing somewhere but couldn't quite place where exactly. The bow was made of oak and was light but sturdy. The quiver with arrows matched the leather of the daggers. She ran her fingers along the stitching of the quiver and stopped when she reached the engraving on the bottom seam. Faline's jaw dropped open as she couldn't believe that her uncle was even giving this to her.

Faline reached in to find a more well-made traveling bag that appeared to fit everything she would need. She began to quietly pack the new bag with the supplies from her old one. Soon, the sound of Cook burst through the door with her kitchen cart, it had startled Faline, causing her to curse in Elvian with surprise.

"Ya all needin' to get a move on. The mornin' light is breakin' the horizon," Cook said as she placed some breakfast buns on the table. Dough balls about the size of a man's fist stuffed full of eggs, cheese, rice, and mutton. The old dwarven woman also placed bowls of fruit on the table before heading out.

Faline finished packing her bag and adjusting her attire before she grabbed a breakfast bun, an apple, and a pear. She remembered a bit last night and grabbed another apple and pear. Simbel hadn't had anything to eat last night. Although Faline was fairly confident that the Elvian woman could find food on her own, it wouldn't hurt to bring her a little something. Once she was finished getting ready, Faline looked at the others.

"Are you all ready to head out?" Faline asked with a gentle smile.