WolfsRose

Elder Scrolls Rp

I'll join, if you'll have me.

Looking for long-term 1 on 1 RP partner(s)

Bamp.

Harvest Moon: Lily of the Valley

Eh? I'm not on vacation... I did my IC, by the way. I'll update my relationship with you when you've done yours.

Harvest Moon: Lily of the Valley

Monday, Spring 1
5:00 am
Cloudy

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A violent storm raged outside his home, but Henry hardly noticed. He was still soundly lost in dreamland, flying on the back of a talking cow named Billy. Having grown up in a city, storms were hardly different than car horns and construction noises. It wasn't until his window shattered and the winds came howling through his small house that Henry fell out of bed with a "Gyagh!" Landing in a tangle of bedsheets, he quickly struggled to work his way out of the mess and scrambled to his feet.

"That's some storm!" Henry ducked back down and pulled a large wooden slab out from under his bed. "Always be prepared," he muttered to himself as he hoisted the slab up over the window. Four small wooden hooks stood waiting, and the slab slid neatly over the window, cutting off the winds instantly, though the incredible sound could still be heard from outside. Henry turned to take stock of his house; like most smaller houses, his was all one large room. Some pots and clothes had been scattered by the wind, and his small dining table had been knocked over. "Ah, man..." Henry sighed, head slumped in defeat. Suddenly, it snapped up, his demeanor suddenly far more serious.

"The potato field!"

Henry burst out the front door, still in his night clothes, as the wind nearly blew him off of his feet. He kept himself steady - barely - and managed to get to his field. Some of the crops were almost ripe, and the food was paramount to keeping his farm alive. Grabbing a nearby tarp, Henry rushed to set up a shelter for his potatoes. After ten minutes of epic struggle, Henry laid the last stone down to keep the tarp in place. It wasn't pretty, but he had managed to save most of his field. With a sigh, Henry glanced up at the sky, and his mouth fell open. This was no storm; not like any he had ever seen, anyway. The clouds were swirling unnaturally, and the lightning was terrifying to look at. A bright flash struck Mount Edelweiss, and then the storm was suddenly no more. Henry kept staring, deeply concerned by what he had seen.

"That was no storm..." he said solemnly. He had never seen anything quite like that before, and certainly nothing that had vanished into thin air. There must have been more to it. Still, as long as he had no leads to follow, he had no way to find out what it was. Henry sighed. "As long as it doesn't happen again," he decided, "I guess it's alright." He turned to look back at his potatoes, still covered up by the tarp.

"Ah man..." he said. "I have to take that down now. And after all that..." With a sigh and a shake of his head, Henry took down the tarp and let his potatoes free. He kept the stones nearby though, just in case. He glanced through his window. His house was still a disaster. "...Err... I can clean that later," he decided. He glanced at his watch: it was about 6 am. With a shrug, Henry decided he might as well stay up. He took three steps toward town before realizing he was still in his night clothes. With a start, he rushed back inside to get dressed. Today was already promising to be an interesting day.

Harvest Moon: Lily of the Valley Character Sheets

Appearance

Name: Henry Manteel
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Birthday: Summer 18
Role: Farmer

Likes: Farming, eating, naps, having fun with people
Dislikes: Bullying, unnecessarily difficult labor, being alone for extended periods of time

Personality: Henry, despite owning his own small farm, is actually a very relaxed individual. He can usually be found wandering aimlessly through town or napping somewhere comfy (on the beach, in a tree, etc.). That said, he does take farming very seriously, and will not rest as long as there is still work that needs to be done. He enjoys the company of others and almost always has a witty one-liner to use. Though he has no prospects yet, Henry is attempting to find a girlfriend; farm life can get lonely.
Background: Henry was actually born in a big city somewhere far from Lily Town. His parents were both in big business, and they wanted the same for him. Unfortunately, Henry had absolutely no interest in it, despite numerous attempts by his parents to persuade him. Eventually, they both gave up; Henry simply had no interest. At the age of 12, his family went to visit the countryside for a week as a family vacation. Henry instantly fell in love with the wide open spaces. While exploring one day, he happened across an old farm, where he talked with the farmer and his farmhands until his parents came looking for him. He told them that one day, he wanted to start a farm of his own. His parents laughed, not realizing that he was serious.

As soon as Henry was old enough, he left his home and bought property in Peony Plains. After a bit of work, he had a small but functional farm. He now makes his living selling portions of his crops to the townspeople, whom he's taken a real liking to. His free time is often spent relaxing and enjoying the peace and quiet that can only be found in the country, and he has no desire to return to his city origins.

Skills: Novice farmer, but sells decent crops. Can also build some things (houses, small buildings, etc.) with wood, though he is by no means an expert. You also won't find anyone as good as Henry at remaining calm in any situation (although some may say he's too calm at times...).

Relationships:
Everett Micheals: Since he’s the doctor, Henry does know him, and their shared love of produce gives them a good topic of conversation. Henry, if nothing else, thinks he’s a good guy.

Alex Garnet: They have met on occasion; though Henry doesn’t drink, he likes to hang out in the bar. He doesn’t know her that well, but he thinks she’s nice.

Gaku Yamamoto: Henry is still new to town, so he doesn’t know Gaku very well. However, both of them like to relax, so if they ever ended up slacking in the same area, they’d probably get along. Probably.

Eli Stern: Henry has yet to meet her.

Isis Thorne: Henry has yet to meet her.

Izzie McKenzie: Henry has seen her a few times at the Café, but they haven’t spoken much. He likes her outgoing personality and thinks she’s quite pretty.

The Sixth Blight

Just a quick statement from Maas, but yes, he'll be taking the same stance as Isala. So long as no one insults him or questions his honor or combat capability.

The Sixth Blight

Maas looked at the paper in annoyance. He never understood how a person could be bound by such a flimsy thing as words. Certainly, keeping one's word was important, but why such a thing as paper was necessary was beyond him.

"Why not simply kill them or best them in combat?" Maas asked. "Surely no one could deny your claims to leadership if you did."

The Sixth Blight

I'm done.

The Sixth Blight

Maas looked at the Saarebas with an odd glance. He said nothing at first, merely considering the being before him. Her words and her scars stirred something within him. It was not pity (he doubted he had any such thing to offer anyone), and it most certainly was not affection, or any feeling like it. Maas reflected on it further, and finally, he realized what he felt: respect. For a Saarebas. He almost wanted to retch. Almost.

It wasn't that he felt anything toward her personally, nor did he feel that his own judgments were in error; a rogue Saarebas was as dangerous as the Darkspawn, and Maas would not hesitate to kill either one. Rather, he felt the faintest stirrings of respect toward her. A scar told a story of a trial overcome, and many scars were the sign of a strong being. His own body, hidden by his armor, bore many scars from his days as a younger mercenary. He had overcome those trials, and now he had physical, tangible proof of his own inner strength. And now, so did the Saarebas. Maas continued to consider her. Perhaps... Perhaps she would not be so easily overtaken by a demon. He decided then: he would become her Arvaraad, but only in his own mind. He would not claim control over her, but rather, he would watch her. If she showed resistance to the demons' callings, if she proved that her strength was true, then he would willingly stand beside her, if only to face the greater enemy. If she fell, then he would kill her. But he would at least allow her the chance to prove herself.

So deciding, Maas took a deep breath, looked her in the eyes, and said, "You should not wear that mask. There is no need to hide who you are." With that, he turned and walked back to camp.

Harvest Moon: Lily of the Valley

Ooooh, I would LOVE to see a flower shop!