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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 looks around at the creatures around her, then spots one of her favorite snacks. She looks up at the loft, and, not seeing anyone yet, she grabs the unsuspecting rodent, which was a rather plump squirrel, and bites down on it's neck. Paralyzing venom from her teeth numb the creature so it is not in pain, but she proceeds to drain it of blood. She then gives the corpse to her loyal companion. She licks her lips and spits out a bit of fur.
In the morning, Arelia awakens to find several little rodents curled up at her sides and over her.
She huffs a sigh, "Well, this is a predicament." She looks at the rodents, "Why must you be so difficult..." She says, moving slowly
"I remember growing up on a farm.." She says, "I have lost most of my human memories. They come back to me after I encounter certain sights, sounds, or smells." Arelia sighs. She rests her hand on her forehead for a moment, then pulls her hair out of it's braid, releasing the golden locks. She grabs a bundle of hay and drapes it over her like a blanket. Laying back, she begins to hum a lovely little lullaby. Cerberus curls up besides her, but doesn't sleep.
Eventually Arelia falls asleep.
Arelia looks around the barn and smiles, "I love places like this..." She says, her eyes scanning the surrounding area. Cerberus sniffs around the room, still carrying the remains of the goblin arm, which at this point was mostly bone, and finds a nice pile of hay to rest on. He lays down and continues to gnaw on the arm.
Arelia hums a sigh and walks further into the barn, enjoying the smell of the hay. She walks around the barn slowly, eventually joining Cerberus on the pile of hay.
She adjusts the pile and lays back, closing her eyes.
She sighs heavily and sits back up.
Arelia trails along side him, "I have not been human for a very long time now. Once I was part human, but events that do not need to be disclosed to you occurred and have turned me into a pureblooded vampire... Not one of those horrible darkdwellers that burn in the sunlight..." She huffs, "Nasty bunch.."
She plays with a ball of snow in her hand, "I see where you are coming from, though. Tyranny can be quite the predicament." Sighing, she drops the snow.
"It's strange, not being human anymore. It might just be my age, but I have trouble sympathizing with them now." Arelia brushes a strand of hair from her face, sighing, "But enough about that. Who I am really is not important."
"I do not need a bed. A simple pile of hay will work perfectly." She says, watching the earth go by as they move up through the shaft.
"So, Mr Drakkenshire," Arelia looks at him, "Why is it you wish to defeat the evil demon lord that terrorizes this land?" She asks
"I have been alive before his reign and I must say humans are as stupid as they were then as they are now." Sighing, she adjusts her cloak around her.
Cerberus nibbles on the goblin arm.
"Hmm," Arelia responds, thinking for a moment, "I'm normally not put into a situation where i need to fight, but if the need arises, all of my dresses have removable skirts." She explains, "I just prefer a warm dress. I may be fine with the cold, but even this weather is a bit too much for me. Besides, most of the time I fight with magic. I only use weapons if I absolutely need to. I'm not the best at close combat. That being said, in close quarters, Cerberus protects me. Like all mages, we have our limits...."
Arelia yawns, "I'm beginning to get tired. Is there an inn around here? I did not see one. A barn will suffice as well." She says, glancing at William.


Cerberus

Cerberus is Arelia's faithful companion. He is more silver in color than the image above, but the markings are relatively the same.
He is a very large dog and is very protective of Arelia.
He has been Arelia's companion for many years, but not her whole life.
"I could always drain the mines of oxygen, though, it is very taxing and would end up making the wind outside worse, so I suppose we are finished here." Arelia says, brushing off her dress. She kneels down and holds Cerberus's head in her hands, "You're such a good boy~" She coos, scratching her doggy behind the ears.
Cerberus tries to bark happily, but his voice is muffled by the arm of the dead goblin.
Arelia smiles at him and stands, "Time to go, then." She says, beginning to walk. Cerberus trots besides her.
Cerberus hops from foot to foot after they scatter.
Arelia grins at a goblin, who was stupid enough to try and hide behind a barrel.
"Cerberus. Go fetch." She says coyly. Her dog's eyes turn blood red as he lunges forward with a snarl, reaching the goblin in no time. The creature tries to run, but is left utterly helpless against the jaws of the beast attacking it.
Arelia rolls her eyes, "Show off!" She calls to her dog.
Cerberus barks happily and jumps a bit, carrying the goblin's arm back to them triumphantly. Arelia scratches his head, "Good boy."
She turns to face William, "Sorry, I'm used to working with just Cerberus." She says, wiping off a bit of blood from the dog's nose. It doesn't help much. His muzzle is covered in it.
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