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 Posted: Thu May 09, 2019 7:24 pm
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Seems the other girls took great amusement to the nickname he was given, no thanks to the Karin girl. Seems she gives everyone nicknames, though seeming to use parts of their names and repeating that part a second time to form a nickname. How ridiculous. But for Shift, the girl thought it would be a great idea to give him the nickname of Mister Cloakie! He tried to ignore the laughter from the other girls. He's somewhat thankful the girl isn't joining them, otherwise there would be no end to her torment. He ignored the comment Amara said, certain she whispered something nasty to Karin.
He waited as the others gathered and began their trek out through the gates, Shift following behind. Jodan mentioned he'll lead the group and have Shift guard the rear. Not a bad idea, and if need be, Shift can use his shift ability to switch places with any one of them should anyone attempt to ambush from the front or either side. His eyes shone a light blue color, making use of his aura to keep awareness of their surroundings. If anyone should approach them, he will know.
Location: North of Maldria - Heading into the forests
Status: Irritated
People I'm with: Jodan Kurofwodo, Amara Angelique, and Zuki Steeler
Out of Chikafusa:
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2019 7:35 pm
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RinRinRinRinRin
 Karin's face lit up with a huge smile, happy that Zuki will come find her when she returns. She hugged back as Zuki pulled her into a hug. She turned towards Amara when she spoke up to her, nodding. "Thank you miss Rara!" Karin was relieved that Amara is being friendly towards her, and she hoped they can be friends as well. She couldn't help but giggle loudly with the comment Amara whispered to her. She tried to whisper back, but she ended up talking a little bit louder than she intended. "Rinrin thinks Mister Cloakie will need help too." She giggled again. With that, she watched as the group gathered and began heading out, the gates slowly closing behind them. She raised her right hand up and waved, smiling. The gates closed with a thud, and Karin stood there for a few moments.
She let out a sigh. "Rinrin is sure Miss Zuki will be okay with her friends!" She exclaimed to herself, spinning around on her heel and skipping her way back towards the castle. First she'll have to make her way through the marketplace. After making some distance away, she slowed down a bit, feeling her companions squirming underneath her sweater. "Don't worry my friends." She muttered softly. "Whatever miss Rara did to spook Kuku and Burara, Rinrin is sure it's nothing. Maybe Miss Rara has some sort of the power that came out when Mister Cloakie upsetted her. Rinrin thinks Miss Rara is nice. Rinrin is sure Miss Rara will be a great friend!" She said, trying to comfort her familiars. They seemed to have settled down a bit, and Karin began skipping her way towards the castle again.
Location: Maldria - North gate > Marketplace
Status: Happy
People I'm with: No one now
Out of Conscious:
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2019 9:30 pm
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2019 4:00 pm
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A dreary hellscape
Ved strolled along the Distal Lands with a brisk pace. Occasionally glancing at a un-finished crude map. He held a face of slight irritation, as his mind was perturbed about the person who gave him the map in the first place. His tail swayed side to side, like a metronome ticking in intervals. Normally he'd prefer to fly, but the dreary and clouded atmosphere would make his search too difficult. He already had been exploring for a day since he left his home in the White Hills. Ved marched along the rocky terrain, clearing sections with little trouble.
"That damn peddler, I'll have to prosecute him for giving me such a half-assed map!" He scoweled quietly to himself as he looked over the expanse of land from a tall cliff edge. His black scaled hand came up to scratch his head, the claws ran lightly along his hair in between his horns. He didn't want to admit it, but he was starting to think he was lost.
"RRgh, damnit! I just need to find a town, at least a small settlement, so I can get my barings! But how can I find such a place that harbors life, in a region that's as barren as the plains of hell itself!?" Ved spoke irritated, before his tone shouted frustrated and confused. He never ventured this far into the Lands of Distal before. He spread his wings and expertly glided down the cliffside. After he landed his wings folded into a more condensed, and comfortable position. His stern crimson stare held forward as he continued his journey. Ved chose to head in a direction that seemed to hold some semblance of light, compared to the reddish, brown, orange pallete of the land.
Appearence: 
Location: The Lands of Distal.
With: no one.
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2019 10:51 pm
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"Deep inside me"
❀
"I'm fading to black, I'm fading”"
♪
"Took an oath by the blood of my hand"
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"Won't break it, I swear"
`·.¸¸.♫║A warm liquid the color of a deep red ruby began its way to recoloring the white limb belonging to a woman whom just pierced the owner of said blood. She stood there unshaken while her hand remained buried deep within the chest cavity of a rather large wolf like creature. Once it showed no sign of life, she swiftly removed her clawed hand from its body and within a blink of an eye it fell perfectly still on the ground. The crimson blood that had decorated her pale skin now mottled on the dirt, spilling carelessly from the corpse. Lying beside the creature a human body of a male she killed minutes before. Ophelia thought if she rid of the man, the beast would no longer listen and it would be set free to do whatever it desired. That was not the case, it seemed it had been attached to the male and it grew irritated at Ophelia’s action.
This place typically had no people willing to walk its grounds, it’s why she chooses this place to travel. It seemed that no matter how much she wanted someone always found her, someone always wanted to take something from her and someone always ended up dead because of it.
“You can’t blame me for your weakness,” her voice so impassive told the two departed beings, as they would even listen. “At least you’ll finally be useful and become a decent meal for something out here.” The woman wiped her claw clean on the grey fur of the monster she just slaughtered. As she cleaned herself of the red plasma she rid of her claws in exchange for her normal extremities. “These people think they can take what ever they want. They are mistaken.” Her blue eyes scanned her now cleaned hand as though she had been thinking of something she had long forgotten.║❁·.¸¸.·´
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||Currently With: N/A ||About: Ophelia ||Currently Wearing: Traveling Attire ||OOC: Let's see if we can start off on the wrong foot
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2019 6:26 am
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An odd encounter, in an odd place.
Ved kept traveling, occasionally looking at the vague map. He found himself walking along the top side of a cliff, overlooking a jagged pass. He started to grow weary, bored of the gloom and inhospitable environment.
I swear I hope this will be the last time I ever come here. I'll make sure to not even bother taking over territories in this region, not worth the hassel. He thought to himself before something catching his eye, something bright, something...colorful. He quickly leapt on a nearby rock getting a slightly higher outlook at what he caught a glimpse over, peer over a boulder in the distance he could see the figure of a woman, sorta near a corpse. Her outfit didn't convey royalty, and seemed to be the garb an adventurer or warrior would wear. Now his interest was piqued, as he inhaled he could get a faint scent off her and the corpse.
Hmm, nothing I've met before, but that dead thing certainly is a human. She's no dragon, but I should be cautious. For someone like her to act so nonchalant about the situation tells me she's experienced.
Ved quickly leapt off the cliff and spread his wings, he caught enough air to gracefully glide down toward the woman. Quietly and briskly he would float passed her, coming into view, only to stop a good 20 feet ahead. With an expert landing he turned to reveal a charming smile, but it was no smile with hidden intentions. He started to walk toward her at a casual pace, there was no need to rush things. The dragon gave a wave as he folded his wings once more, and glanced at the map before saying.
"Excuse me ma'am as much as I hate to admit it, but I'm kinda lost. I came from the white hills a day ago, and I'm trying to find a settlement so I may establish contact with a few people I know. Would you mind pointing me some directions please?" He spoke confidently, but had an air of gentlemanly politeness to him. His visual appearence may give off a vibe of brooding, or intimidating. But he didn't convey that with his genuine smile or honest words. He stopped a good five feet ahead of Ophelia, not wanting to get too close. As he was walking it seemed like his tail was dragging some sharp end along the ground, making a long thin trail, it was a little odd if one noticed. He glanced at the body during her approach, his smile fading a little to a more content smirk.
"That poor sucker smells pretty fresh, you do that yourself?" He asked nonchalantly, nodding his head as a way to point toward the direction of the corpse. If Ophelia gave him an honest answer to his question he'd simple shake his head with slight surprise and an impressed express, he'd even say to her a quick, "Wow I'm impressed." comment.
Appearence: 
Location: The Lands of Distal.
With: Ophelia.
OOC: Not mcuh to put here, friendly dragon meets a person in the middle of nowhere.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2019 8:02 pm
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"For someone else's punishments and someone else's sins I was born to atone"
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"Comfort me with lies, but don't hurt me with the truth.."
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"Broken legs, but I chase perfection."
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`·.¸¸.♡║‘I will never let you down my dearest darling’ His smile and words gave her warmth and happiness. She walked besides him just a few steps behind so that he would lead the way. Such a perfect leader. Amara would follow him till the ends of the world even if it meant their untimely doom.
At the feeling of her clothing being lightly pulled on Amara glanced behind her to see Zuki there. She appeared a little odd with her face gone red and her nervous expression, she kinda looked like…. ‘Oh no’. Zuki looked like how Amara felt when it came to seeing Jodan’s beautiful face. ‘Is she going to confess her love for me?! Oh my gosh! This is going to be so awkward, why would she do something like this now? Wait! But wasn’t she attempting to take Jodan away from me?’ The woman calmed her self and smiled at the girl. “Yes Miss Zuki?” She slowed her pace in order to match Zuki’s. Amara hoped that her thoughts were wrong and that she merely wanted to ask her something or perhaps that other thing called…girl talk? Either way Amara had horrible communication skills, but she couldn’t help that at this point.║♥·.¸¸.·´
 || Location: North of Maldria/Heading to Death White Hills || Currently With: Jodan, Shift, Zuki || About: Amara|| The Outfit She is Wearing: ]Traveling Attire|| OOC:
Current Souls: 6
Souls in Battle: 0
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2019 4:04 pm
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"Deep inside me"
❀
"I'm fading to black, I'm fading”"
♪
"Took an oath by the blood of my hand"
☂
"Won't break it, I swear"
`·.¸¸.♫║Just as Ophelia had made movement to leave, she noticed a shadow glide through the ground and pass where she stood. Looking in its direction she noticed, not a bird as she would have expected, rather a humanoid being with wing and a tail. As this creature turned, she took notice of its horns. ‘A demon?’ she thought to herself. ‘No, demons let out a certain presence that leaves most feeling fear and hopeless. A terrible dread. But what else could be used to describe this creature?’
As the unknown being began to make its way towards the woman her body became tense as she readied herself for defense. His friend motions and smooth talk didn’t do a thing to change her feel of being threatened. It seemed that he lost his way and need directions to get out of this place. The Land of Distal had been known to lead travelers astray, the land didn’t have unique land marks or even any trails so it’s normal to vanish in this place. She would drop her guard for this fascinating, but also dangerous stranger. Now that he stood a lot closer, she noticed the scales that adorned his skin. He reminded her of a reptile, like an overgrown lizard with wings. ‘A dragon? Is he a dragon? Oh....he’s talking again.’ She drew her attention away from observing at the man to listening to him. Something about the monster that laid besides her or perhaps the corpse of the human right next to the wolf. The woman didn’t care much for his observation, but didn’t like the fact that he didn’t seem to wavery at the bodies. She is clearly the murder and he didn’t seem the least bit concerned, that is not something normal.
Ophelia didn’t want to waste time with this thing, but she couldn’t just walk away. One doesn’t simple turn its back on an enemy. Mentally sighing she figured she could just point in any direction and name some places. Hopefully that would be all he required.
Pointing to the left of her “Maldria,” her voice sounded so cold and uncaring, yet very dainty and soothing. Her arm moved so that her finger pointed in his direction. “White Hills.” Her voice did not change tone. “Baston,” she said pointing to her right. What other places did she remember? “Valoria, behind me.” The woman remained quiet as her dull blue eyes continued to drink up his appearance. Realizing her lingering stare on the stranger she glanced down at the wolf stained in red. She gingerly pulled her hood to cover her face further. “That’s all I remember.” Ophelia refused to gaze upon him anymore, but continue to keep her guard up. Her hand slipping into a pouch ready to pull out a dagger.║❁·.¸¸.·´
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||Currently With: Odd looking creature ||About: Ophelia ||Currently Wearing: Traveling Attire ||OOC: Let's see if we can start off on the wrong foot
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2019 9:57 pm
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An odd encounter, in an odd place.
When Ved walked forward his sharp crimson eyes noticed her subtle tension, her stares led him to believe she admired his attire; an idea he chose to believe and indulge in. His scaled arms glistened softly with the ambient lighting, along with the marks along them. If the woman watched closely enough she could see blue runic markings swirl down his arms, and a few touches of it peeking from his face. His lips crept along his cheeks after speaking to her, showing a charismatic smile and toothy grin.
"Hehe~ Thank you Ma'am, I actually came from the White Hills myself. My home town is in that province." Ved commented smoothly while he wrote the general directions that she listed, on the backside of the map paper. Even though he was a knight he didn't show much concern over the homicide that transpired, he was no town guard. But he knew this was a lawless land, in the middle of nowhere he expected these things to happen from time to time. His eyes met hers as she spoke, he chose to glare deeply into hers to comb for any subtle reactions, and he found some. He gave a small innocent smirk as he thought to himself.
ohh, she's clearly torn between the mystery I exude and caution, a smart choice. But I see through your bravado girl..."
"Well I thank you for the assistance, I should be on my way. I'm trying to get to Baston, going off what you said that should be in this region. Anyway stay safe Ma'am~!" He spoke cheerfully while he glanced the paper to check directions once more. He noticed her pulling over the hood, to which he thought.
ohh hoho, hiding are we? I'm sorry but you're not going to get away that easy girl~... He turned his back to her as he started to walk away a little, his large sword rested across his back between his wings. His long tail tapped the ground in a content rhythym, before he stopped and turned his head. He peered over his shoulder to smoothly say.
"Oh I almost forgot. Even though you seem perfectly capable on your own, it'd be incredibly rude and un gentleman like of me if I didn't ask if you'd like an escort. If you're going to the same place I am, I'll happily lead you there. If not then where ya' heading off to? I'll still offer my service even if it's off my beaten path a bit, I wouldn't mind the detour." He offered to the woman in a smooth, but innocent tone. It seemed he was being honest with his words, not trying to hide any hidden intentions from the stranger. As he spoke his tail would slowly sway, lightly rubbing against the ground, making small tracks and marks into the dirt. He placed his scaled hands on his hips while he spoke.
Appearence:
Loaction: The Lands of Distal.
With: Ophelia.
OOC: A nice post, not too long, a lot of material to work with too~ enjoy!
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2019 10:35 pm
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2019 8:09 pm
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"Deep inside me"
❀
"I'm fading to black, I'm fading”"
♪
"Took an oath by the blood of my hand"
☂
"Won't break it, I swear"
`·.¸¸.♫║Relief had been a feeling that came too soon. He made it seem that he was on his way, but stopped for her sake? She couldn’t believe that, he must be up to something. Ophelia kept herself calm before turning to look at him again. “I’m solely a wonderer, I go to nowhere in particular.” This had basically been the only honest thing she had said to the man thus far. “Besides, it’ll get dark soon. I’m no fool to try and travel this land in the dark. I’m not going anywhere currently. I’m sure you’ll make it out of here as long as you stay on your path to Baston. Don't linger any longer,” she added that last bit to encourage him to continue on his little adventure. But what if he didn’t? He made her anxious and it made her mind go through different scenarios where she would come out alive; that didn’t help in the least to ease her. Everyone is up to no good, everyone only wants to hurt others, they live only to benefit themselves and who cares if innocents get hurt in the process. It would be rather troublesome if he managed to find her and confront her about giving him the wrong directions. Would he even be aware that she did it on purpose? Ophelia didn’t want to deal with that possible headache and reached into the pouch her hand been in just recently. Instead of pulling out the small knife she reached for a folded and worn paper. If the paper should be opened it revealed a detailed map with very little land marks and well written notes all on this land. The woman had spent so much time in this unforgiving terrain that she might as well call it home. Rubbing it gently between her thumb and pointer finger she debated on giving it to the stranger. It’s not like she needed it, more questioning why she should even bother. Aside from the small chance he would return, which she highly doubted, what other reason could there be? Softly sighing to herself, she took a few careful steps his way. Every part of her that had been wired incorrectly screamed at her to stop, that she had been too close, that he would do to her what others have done. The pale faced woman stood straight and tilted her head to keep her eyes on his peculiar face, the etchings of sapphire much clearer to her now. just as clear as his eyes that resembled small embers. The smirk painted on his lips and the way his voice sounded the words that he spoke made her feel somewhat despairing.
If he were a book his cover would be enough for her to want to pick up and read. Lizard boy what are you? What have you been through? What is your purpose? What is your name? And would you have a happy ending? Mere curiosity that didn’t breathe long enough for her to want to open the cover and flip the pages for the answers. The woman tore herself from such thoughts to continue what she wanted to do.
“You yourself look capable as well, but that doesn’t mean you’ll find your way out so easily.” Ophelia outstretched her hand to give him the folded tatty paper. Her hand showed how tense her body appeared beneath her clothing, though her eyes remained blank, her voice without a melody. “I have no use for it,” she added silently.║❁·.¸¸.·´
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||Currently With: Odd looking creature ||About: Ophelia ||Currently Wearing: Traveling Attire ||OOC: I think this came out a little too...err deep? I dunno.
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2019 9:30 pm
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A hard departure
Hie eyes raised a little in interest at her words, his smirk faded to an understanding and focused expression as she spoke. With her warning for the land after dark he gave a small smile, showing appreciation for her caution with a sweet demeanor.
"Well I appreciate your words of caution, I'm even humbled a little. I hate to know that you have no definite place to go, but you stay safe too. Wouldn't want that snow white hair to get dirtied, heheh~" Ved chuckled at his own words toward the end, finishing with a playful comment. His glee was cut short as she reached further into the pouch she carried. His smile faded to a smaller charming smirk, but his expression also seemed to ask what she was planning. His posture visibily tensed when she came closer, even though he tried to be subtle it was obvious even he was cautious. She offered the paper and he looked confused for a moment, his bright eyes stared at her hand for a few short seconds. In those quick seconds he noticed her demeanor, it brought a bit of pity, sorrow, to his eyes.
Oh my just look at her, so fearful it reminds me of a trembling animal. She's been hurt dearly before thus she fears me, such a poor thing...
He gently accepted the paper and opened it to find a real drawn map, his expression changed to a mixture of both surprise and happiness. He looked to her with a toothy grin, and spoke with genuine elation.
"Oh my, you shouldn't have! How truly kind of you to give me such a gift!" In the back of his mind he also felt another passing of sadness.
My she's been here so much that she made this detailed map! How long have you been here little one, it's such a shame you keep yourself here...He continued to speak after a short pause, replacing his elation with generosity.
"Here allow me to give you this in return, it'd be unfair if I didn't repay you for this!" He fished in his back pocket, and held up a medallion. It was close to the size of a human palm, it was etched with an intricate design and art on the front side. It was a bright mixture of gold decorated with small, rectangular rubies. The front side had a design of thunder clouds near the top, three strange draconic letters, and on the bottom held an array displaying shields on either side of a coat of arms. The medallion's backside, if she bothered to look, had lines of draconic text. Below the writing was another instance of the coat of arms, one could infer it was his family crest.
Ved gently placed the medallion into her open hand. His sharp finger tips were like small claws in a way. They ever so slightly touched upon her skin from around the medallion, where as his other hand gently carressed the back of her hand. His scales were rough, but were so tightly interwoven that it was kind of smooth in a way, they didn't poke or bite into her hand for the short seconds they interacted. Softly the back of her hand could feel a very light and small vibration of energy, it seemed the energy coursed through his very veins.
After the short two seconds he gently pulled his hands away, leaving the object in her palm. He spoke to her with a light, soft, tone; his eyes happily watching hers.
"Take this as a token of my gratitude, you can use it as a way to receive great hospitality from my home town. After I finish my business in Baston I'll be going back there, so you should visit sometime. I'd like to give you back your map one day, so lets make a promise to trade these off again the next time we meet, sound fair? My home town is called 'Suleyk Lumnaar' and it's in the White Hills. Specifically towards the southern most part of the region, not far from the border to Maldria. It's in a nice valley between a cluster of small mountains." Ved began to back away, walking toward the direction she told him. He turned his head once more to say gently.
"I hope we meet again someday. My name is Ved, Ved Viidost at your service. I know you travel alot but if you don't wish to stop by Suleyk Lumnaar then perhaps if you frequent Maldria we can meet there sometime, I've been thinking of checking out the popular kingdom there. Anyway safe travels Madam~" With those last words he turned once more to glance at the map as he walked away, his tail swung with glee and excitement.
Appearence:
Location: The Lands of Distal.
With: Ophelia, now he's leaving.
OOC: A long post I know, but it's a damn good one if I say so myself, sorry if it's a lot to respond to though.
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2019 5:24 pm
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"Don't compare your life to others.There's no comparison between the sun and the moon. They shine when it's their time."
"F.E.A.R has two meanings. Forget Everything And Run or Face Everything And Rise. The choice is yours"
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`·.¸¸.☀║The race that had started between her and her twin sister brought some comfort and joy into their stressful situation. Of course, being with Corra brought her much happiness, which is what she needed during these times. ViLorra lovingly ran her small hand along the neck of her ignited stallion. No doubt that Imber was faster than some dinosaur, would that have been common sense? The girl smiled as Imber looked proud of himself regardless, her spirits joy mattered to her a lot. Though upon hearing the plan Corra had fixed her spirit gave out a sound of disapproval.
“Corra I don’t think that’s a good impression. What if-" her sister carried on with voicing her idea. She seemed very animate about it. How could she deny it? Still a bit unsure the younger sister nodded her head as she felt Corra’s stare on her. Ugh. She knew that she would win, she always did. How could she not? ViLorra wouldn’t let her sister go do things on her own. No one get left behind when they got scolded.
Continuing on their ride to Maldria they arrived at the gates sooner than expected. Even though the city had much to look at, much to try the sisters amazingly stayed focused on their silly mission. ViLorra was nervous, she would be left alone with a stranger. Her mother would tell her stories of this man, but she never once met him. When the girl would ask why her mother’s response was always the same. “Vi, your uncle is a very busy person. Much like I take care of our village, he has his own to care for.” She would end that by walking away which only frustrated ViLorra. It made her wonder if he even knew of their existence. Coming back from that memory ViLorra wiped her eyes the moment she realized she was crying. After their parents passing, they didn’t have a lot of time to mourn their loss. The village elders rushed them into learning how to be responsible, but they were still children at heart which made things difficult.
ViLorra’s golden eyes watched as they neared their desired location. The building grew larger and larger. It was much bigger than she was expecting, how would they even find their uncle in such a vast estate. She didn’t notice when her sister called back her summon, but knew she was no longer on Toothless when she heard her shout “Goodluck!”
“W-wait!” ViLorra jumped off of Imber and chased after her sister. Imber shook his head once again before fading away into small red orbs that floated their way into the small girl. “Corra!” No matter how much she called to her sibling she would continue to run, giggling happily to herself. ‘Where is she even headed?!’ She became nervous when people would give them a familiar stare, one she got from the elders. “C-Corraaaa!”
A flash of red stopped the girl from chasing her sister any further, but without thinking ViLorra managed to blurt out “M-Mom?” The long red locks, the tall slender figure. “Mom?” she repeated softly. ViLorra dashed towards the familiar figure “Mom!” she shouted much louder as she readied herself to give, who she though was, her mom a tight embrace.║☀·.¸¸.·´
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||Currently With: Corra ||About: ViLorra ||Currently Wearing: Dress On picture ||OOC: I'm sorry this is so rushed. Internet might get cut off at some point!
✸ ✷ ✶ ✵ ✴||Current Summons: Imber >> None
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2019 9:41 pm
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"Deep inside me"
❀
"I'm fading to black, I'm fading”"
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"Took an oath by the blood of my hand"
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"Won't break it, I swear"
`·.¸¸.♫║Ophelia recoiled slightly at his touch, but didn’t pull away. The sensation of his scales felt different, it is stupidly obvious that these were not the hands of a human, but she felt that she needed to tell herself that. Oddly enough his inimitable features petrified her less than a normal hand’s texture would. If it had been more human, she would have taken her hand back faster than a strike of lightening. Though she would be lying if that pulsing sensation didn’t cause her a slight panic. Though she didn’t believe it to be some sort of threat it definitely reassured her that she had been right not to be foolish with him. Had this gone into a fight, she surely would have lost in the end.
The medallion felt heavier than she thought it should be in her grasp. Probably because it meant something to him and all she gave him is a piece of paper with information she could easily transfer. ‘Is this man an idiot? Why would he trade this for information, information that could have been falsified?’ She couldn’t keep her eyes on his for much longer so she peered at the large coin in her hand instead. The woman scanned the details wondering if what is etched on it were letters, perhaps words that meant something important. What really caught her attention were the coat of arms. The ashen haired woman listened to his words and unknowingly and on that note also terribly repeated the name of his home town “Sul-Suleyk Lumnaar.” Ophelia softly spoke as she turned the coin over seeing repeat sketches.
His name and a hope that they would meet again were his final words before he left. She felt that there wasn’t a point, they wouldn’t ever see each other again. The world is vast and time played out differently for everyone. What were the chances? Regardless, as her thumb ran through the engravings the want to just toss the thing grew very little. Perhaps she could just sell it, but currency isn’t something she needed or lacked. Sigh. Almost giving a look of defeat she placed the shiny ensign in the pocked she pulled the map; removing the dagger and placing the sharp stabbing utensil elsewhere. Ophelia felt safe to move now and made her way behind a large jagged peak were a small camp had been made.
She crafted a quick torch for the night time to come before the woman picked up a large messenger bag and hung it over her shoulder. It seemed amusing that Ved mentioned Maldria, as it had been the current location, she set her eyes on. She needed to stock up on supplies and hopefully spoil herself in a nice warm bath. Oh! And spend time in a library. With that blissful goal in mind she too went off to her location.║❁·.¸¸.·´
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||Currently With: No one ||About: Ophelia ||Currently Wearing: Traveling Attire ||OOC:
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