63 y/o elf | Master of various forms of manipulation magic
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Threyn said to herself softly, not realizing that she said this out loud.
“If you seek a caster however, I could possibly be of service, depending on the task…”
She proceeded to offer
“ Tell her that you’ve lost the chance to bring your estate a conspicuous donation by the Chivalry Captain. “
Threyn said to herself softly, not realizing that she said this out loud.
“If you seek a caster however, I could possibly be of service, depending on the task…”
She proceeded to offer
Threyn said, her voice remaining soft.
“Strangers are not allowed to enter unless you have an appointment… is there a message I can pass on to Lady Ravenwood?”
The girl was rather cautious, which makes sense given the influence the Ravenwoods hold.
The knight asked in a tease, taunting tone, with his lips curled into a smirk. He sure was chatty, perhaps too much for his own good.
“ Indeed I am here for the Lad, with a certain urgency. Do I wait outside? “
“If you are here to speak to Lady Ravenwood, I must apologize…”
The elf stood on her side of the gate of the estate.
Her voice was soft and her eyes didn’t meet his.
“She is currently on an excursion…”
Threyn said, her voice remaining soft.
“Strangers are not allowed to enter unless you have an appointment… is there a message I can pass on to Lady Ravenwood?”
The girl was rather cautious, which makes sense given the influence the Ravenwoods hold.
// I should also make a better lore doc for Threyn at some point so it’s not just all off the dome lmao
// I should also make a better lore doc for Threyn at some point so it’s not just all off the dome lmao
There’s a new face that just entered the bar, an elf dressed surprisingly well for this part of town.
She sits down at the bar and half-stutters through an order of mead.
She doesn’t fit in here at all, it’s odd…
There’s a new face that just entered the bar, an elf dressed surprisingly well for this part of town.
She sits down at the bar and half-stutters through an order of mead.
She doesn’t fit in here at all, it’s odd…
“If you are here to speak to Lady Ravenwood, I must apologize…”
The elf stood on her side of the gate of the estate.
Her voice was soft and her eyes didn’t meet his.
“She is currently on an excursion…”
“If you are here to speak to Lady Ravenwood, I must apologize…”
The elf stood on her side of the gate of the estate.
Her voice was soft and her eyes didn’t meet his.
“She is currently on an excursion…”
Threyn was looking for someone rumored to have spells resembling manipulation magic without any training at the Ravenwood academy.
She’d gotten a description, and was now following Fire at a mild distance.
Could this be the caster in question?
Threyn was looking for someone rumored to have spells resembling manipulation magic without any training at the Ravenwood academy.
She’d gotten a description, and was now following Fire at a mild distance.
Could this be the caster in question?
“The Ravenwood academy specializes in training wielders of manipulation magic.”
Her voice was clearer now, this speech most likely rehearsed.
The same glow in her eyes returned as a chair was summoned behind the duelist, glowing the same color.
—
“ If you are to demonstration, an introduction is in order. Your name is...? ”
“The Ravenwood academy specializes in training wielders of manipulation magic.”
Her voice was clearer now, this speech most likely rehearsed.
The same glow in her eyes returned as a chair was summoned behind the duelist, glowing the same color.
—
…she started off a bit too optimistically, and now she’s leaning against a tree, wheezing.
“Just… keep breathing…”
Threyn said to herself, wiping some sweat from her brow.
…she started off a bit too optimistically, and now she’s leaning against a tree, wheezing.
“Just… keep breathing…”
Threyn said to herself, wiping some sweat from her brow.
Threyn’s face was racked with confusion as she walked down the somewhat shady pier.
Lady Ravenwood had called in a favor with an old contact for transport over sea… but was this the right ship?
Maybe if she can find the captain, she can ask them…
Threyn’s face was racked with confusion as she walked down the somewhat shady pier.
Lady Ravenwood had called in a favor with an old contact for transport over sea… but was this the right ship?
Maybe if she can find the captain, she can ask them…
The issue is that she’s not always informed when someone might be visiting, or any previous arrangements.
Walking to the gate, Threyn would greet the visitor, her voice soft.
The issue is that she’s not always informed when someone might be visiting, or any previous arrangements.
Walking to the gate, Threyn would greet the visitor, her voice soft.
Boredom has set in, but Lady Ravenwood tasked her with reading it, so she’s not stopping until she’s at least a bit further in.
Boredom has set in, but Lady Ravenwood tasked her with reading it, so she’s not stopping until she’s at least a bit further in.
Threyn said as she closed the gate behind Fiona.
Her eyes then flashed with a pink glow for a second, before she turned back to Fiora.
“Miss Ravenwood says she didn’t expect you for another week…”
She says—
[ Fiora looked at Threyn, expectedly. ]
Threyn said as she closed the gate behind Fiona.
Her eyes then flashed with a pink glow for a second, before she turned back to Fiora.
“Miss Ravenwood says she didn’t expect you for another week…”
She says—
Bowing deeply before the princess, the young elven sorceress tried to stick to etiquette she knew despite the title of the woman before her.
“It’s an honor to meet you princess…”
She spoke softly, not knowing why she was requested by the royal family yet.
Bowing deeply before the princess, the young elven sorceress tried to stick to etiquette she knew despite the title of the woman before her.
“It’s an honor to meet you princess…”
She spoke softly, not knowing why she was requested by the royal family yet.
Realizing that she was leaving the guest outside as of yet, she moved to the gate and unlocked it, opening it for Fiora.
“My apologies, miss Ravenwood didn’t inform me of anything…” she said, motioning for Fiora to enter.
[ Fiora put a hand over her heart, her chin slightly raised as she'd addressed the other through the gate. ]
“ I am Fiora Laurent. I was summoned to witness swordplay drills. Such a duty is a favor I've owed to this estate for some time, now. ”
Heading out to the estate’s gates, Threyn would look at the woman on the other side.
“You wished to speak to a representative of house Ravenwood?”
She asked, a bit confused as they rarely got visitors at the door.
Realizing that she was leaving the guest outside as of yet, she moved to the gate and unlocked it, opening it for Fiora.
“My apologies, miss Ravenwood didn’t inform me of anything…” she said, motioning for Fiora to enter.
Heading out to the estate’s gates, Threyn would look at the woman on the other side.
“You wished to speak to a representative of house Ravenwood?”
She asked, a bit confused as they rarely got visitors at the door.
Heading out to the estate’s gates, Threyn would look at the woman on the other side.
“You wished to speak to a representative of house Ravenwood?”
She asked, a bit confused as they rarely got visitors at the door.
Her control over her magic is renowned, but something so complex for a task so simple?
Is she just showing off, or maybe unaware of how complex this skill truly is?
Her control over her magic is renowned, but something so complex for a task so simple?
Is she just showing off, or maybe unaware of how complex this skill truly is?
// Not gonna stop trying tho, hoping they'll find me as well x3
// Not gonna stop trying tho, hoping they'll find me as well x3
"Stay!"
She had shouted, that snapping branch having foiled the attempted ambush.
Looking at you, bewildered, the short elf was starting to approach carefully.
"W-Who are you..."
She asked softly.
"Stay!"
She had shouted, that snapping branch having foiled the attempted ambush.
Looking at you, bewildered, the short elf was starting to approach carefully.
"W-Who are you..."
She asked softly.
A soldier, a poet, a king
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Her eyes briefly flicker with a pink glow as he feels his mind probed, looking to verify his true intent.
“Why should… Should I tell you?”
Her voice was very calculating, not sure what to do yet.
" Ah sorry to spook yeah miss. I just got a little lost that's all~" he gave a small chuckle before adding.
" Names Edward Ember, what's yours?"
A subtle pressure could be felt from every direction, more like a threat than an attack.
“Wh-… Who are you?”
Her voice was soft, but the look in her eyes was sharp.
Her eyes briefly flicker with a pink glow as he feels his mind probed, looking to verify his true intent.
“Why should… Should I tell you?”
Her voice was very calculating, not sure what to do yet.