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Current note to self: don't buy clothes at the soup store. It gets you weird looks. Also. why are you buying clothes at the soup store in the first place.
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I am an 18 year old girl from the rainy state of washington. I absolutely love all things legend of zelda, and I love most things fantasy (preferably dragons). I love serious roleplays and I'm totally fine with all kinds of relationships between characters, other than abusive ones, of course. I myself am pansexual. I'm also a totally ditz at times. I have extreme ADHD, which means real life me is constantly bouncing off walls (not as fun as it sounds, rather painful, actually). In terms of rping, other then the before mentioned stuffs, I tend to be overly descriptive and enjoy one on one roleplays~ Message me if you have any questions ♥

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Arelia rolls her eyes and walks swiftly ahead of him in silence. She sniffs the air, then covers her mouth, trying not to gag. Off to her side is a rather large pile of unmentionables. She chokes out another gag and hurries ahead. A light ahead of them grows brighter and brighter as they move. She crouches down a bit, moving slower now. She sips in a few gulps of air and whispers a few mean words at the goblins, her voice vanishing and reappearing at the other end of the cave. She turns to William, "If you have something to attack all of them at once, do it now." She says, a current of air floating in front of them.
Arelia sighs, contemplating their options, "Perhaps. First let us reach the fork, then I will use my whistle again..." She says, continuing to walk forward.
Once they reach the fork, it becomes apparent that there are five different paths, not just two.
Cerberus looks at Arelia and shrugs. Arelia rolls her eyes, but scratches his ears.
She whistles down each path, listening carefully to each response.
"Dead end..." She comments, pointing to the first one, "This one leads to a hole..." She says pointing to the next, "This one is rather long and could lead rather far into the mines.." Then the next, "There are a lot of obscurities down the fourth tunnel, and the fifth one is another dead end." She finishes.
"So, I say we head down the fourth tunnel first, and if that bares no fruit, then the third, and so on." Arelia directs.
"If there are goblins down this path, it might behoove us to approach quietly."
"A dozen at the least." Is her reply. Arelia sniffs the air, "And I used sound waves to figure it out. Besides, the stink of goblin dung is not yet very strong..." She huffs, her nose crinkling at the thought. She glances at William, Such immaturity... Arelia sighs. She walks forwards, Cerberus at her feet. She makes a small clicking noise once and the large dog trots silently ahead of them. He vanishes into the darkness, returning after a few short minutes. Cerberus scratches at the ground twice then yips softly.
"There is a fork in the path up ahead." Arelia explains to William.
She smiles at Cerberus, petting his head.
As they walk, the wind completely avoids them. The snow still falls, but it falls gently to the ground, only to be whipped up again after Arelia is a short distance from it. At the mine, she stands in a corner of the elevator. Her eyes are closed and she breathes in and out. In and out. Her hand glows with a faint light that she holds up to her face. She then presses the light to her chest and mutters a few words. The light flickers out and Arelia opens her eyes.
Hearing the loud "clunk!" as the elevator grinds to a halt, she clears her throat, and removes her hood. She turns to the exit of the elevator and sucks in a gulp of air, then lets out a whistle so quiet it sounds like it were a rock tumbling from its nesting place.
"Nothing is ahead of us. At least until the next turn." She explains.
Arelia steps off of the elevator and onto the cold ground.
"The storm will not be of a bother to us. Most of it is simply wind." She says, brushing out the kinks in her dress, "And as for the bat comment; no. I cannot turn into a bat and fly away. But what I can do is rip the air from your lungs before you can blink." She warns, her eyes flashing red, "So don't try anything funny, understood?" Cerberus nods with a small gar-uff in response.
"And you will refer to me as Sage Ari or Sage for the time being." She says, "Besides. I intended on visiting those mines anyway. I have need of several of the ores located there, as well as a plant.." She says, pulling her hood over her face, "Come along, now." She says, beginning to walk
Arelia crinkles her eyebrows in reply, swirling her wine a bit more as she glances into it. Cerberus looks up at her, nudging her hand a bit. She scratches his ear, but remains silent, thinking. "I originally came here for the issue with that so called 'haunted' graveyard here... Quite a joke if you ask me. It was merely some children causing a ruckus." Those 'children' had been a group of older men and women who had gone crazy from the cold.
"It was already taken care of when I arrived." She explains, "I suppose I do not have much of a choice. I travel light and the money earned from this quest was to be the money to get me home." Arelia sighs and places her hand on her forehead, then looks up at the ceiling, "Very well, Mr. Drakkenshire, I shall accept your offer." She takes a final bite of her food and stands, "Shall we be off, then?"
Arelia's lip twitches slightly, "Yes, I have heard of the place. I am a scholar, so therefore I know of it. Very warm, or was, at least, since Faust showed up. My poor mountain grew colder, not that I mind much. As you probably could tell, I have a strange smell, do I not?" She says, taking a bite of her meal. As if on que, Cerberus begins eating as well.
Arelia takes a sip of her wine, "Now, this is purely assumption, but you are a Draconian Druid, are you not?" She muses, swirling her wine around in it's glass. She brings it to her lips and inhales it's scent before taking a drink.
She sighs, then pulls out a vial of red liquid and pours a few drops in before returning the vial to her pouch.
She swirls the wine and sips it again, this time smiling at the taste. She glances up at William, "Well?"
Arelia clears her throat as Cerberus jumps to his feet with another gar-uff! He scoots closer to Arelia, his tail placed on her foot as he sits. She brushes her hair back again. It had fallen out on her way here and was in a bit of a jumbled mess.
"I think not. I am not from these areas... My home resides in the mountains. I am rather far from it, in fact..." She says, sitting up straighter.
"And what of you, sir?" She says, refraining from calling him 'boy' as she would have liked to, based on his manners. Oddly enough, the breeze falls flat against Arelia, whom was not in the mood for a chilling breeze. She reaches up to her hair and begins to braid it out of nervous habit. Her meal and drink arrive and she sets half of it on the ground for Cerberus, whom does not even look at it. His full focus is on the room around him and on William.
Arelia looks at the boy, startled. Cerberus gar-uffs lightly and she places her hand on his back. He sits back down.
She clears her throat, taking note of the person in front of her. Though she wasn't surprised someone had come up to her, she really wished he hadn't. She disliked company of anyone other than Cerberus. She forces herself to remain calm and poised.
"I am a simple Sage noblewoman, here on call to this town," She replies simply, thankful her eyes were green and not the telltale red of a vampire. This was an oddity to her vampirism, though she hardly minded.
"I am Ari and this is my companion Cer," Arelia answers, being careful to use nicknames instead of full. "And you are?" She asks.
Cerberus keeps a constant eye on the lad, unsure of how to feel about him. He did not like the way he smelled, but there was something about him that didn't seem particularly evil. Instead of growling, he simply stares him down with a warning glance.
Arelia sweeps through the door, her velvet cloak trailing behind her. She really hated 'house calls.' She had been sent to this... this place for a cleansing of some sort, only to find out that some other Sage had already finished the bloody job without her! She just wanted to go home. Cerberus trots in at her side. He scans the room and ruffs quiet enough to alert Arelia of an empty table for them to sit at. Brushing a strand of golden hair from her face, she begins to walk towards the table. At least the weather was to her liking. She hated the heat and all it brought with it.

Taking a seat at the table she removes her hood. Why bother hiding who you are, when you're dressed like this? She smirks at the thought. She runs her fingers through her hair again, then scratches Cerberus behind his ears. He licks her hand and sits at her feet.
Arelia then calls over the bartender, asking for a glass of wine and a warm meal.
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