» Runaway daughter,
Runaway bride
» Battle novice
Fantasy RP | MVRP
» Story & Banter, Happy to plot.
» Current setting: Waterdeep
» Current level: Halfling Rogue 2/Knight 1
art by caramelmage
[Starter for @honorbound.sunder.my]
For the first time since her arrival some days prior, those around her laugh and cheer, rather than whisper their worries over meager dinners. The town's sole inn was loud that night.
Yet she sleeps deeper than she ever has before, retiring early.
[Starter for @honorbound.sunder.my]
For the first time since her arrival some days prior, those around her laugh and cheer, rather than whisper their worries over meager dinners. The town's sole inn was loud that night.
Yet she sleeps deeper than she ever has before, retiring early.
Clarice frowned. She was pretty sure she was taller than the baker. She'd never met someone so short that wasn't a goblin. Weird!
"Yeah! Should we go find the bakery? Then you can come back!"
Clarice stood up so rapidly she bumped the table and sent her
PINK
PONY
CLUB
PINK
PONY
CLUB
"What... what exactly do you mean by 'leaving Mother's embrace?'" She tries to ask casually.
[Bluff: 8]
She fails quite miserably.
❝ Bodhi's brother tortured and murdered a confidant of mine, while Bodhi herself stole the soul of one I held dear... but her worst crime was trying to leave My Mother's embrace. ❞
Unforgivable. Violently so.
Well, here's something all those etiquette lessons never taught: how to graciously accept spoils of conquest.
"...quite kind of you, ma'am, thank you. I will have to return the favor soon.
Might I ask what sparked your conflict with her?"
"What... what exactly do you mean by 'leaving Mother's embrace?'" She tries to ask casually.
[Bluff: 8]
She fails quite miserably.
Well, here's something all those etiquette lessons never taught: how to graciously accept spoils of conquest.
"...quite kind of you, ma'am, thank you. I will have to return the favor soon.
Might I ask what sparked your conflict with her?"
Do keep it. Please. ❞
This is lovely, thank you!" It's nearly her height, and large enough to envelope her in shade by a good measure. She can't help giving it a swift twirl.
"Shall I return it this evening?"
Well, here's something all those etiquette lessons never taught: how to graciously accept spoils of conquest.
"...quite kind of you, ma'am, thank you. I will have to return the favor soon.
Might I ask what sparked your conflict with her?"
This is lovely, thank you!" It's nearly her height, and large enough to envelope her in shade by a good measure. She can't help giving it a swift twirl.
"Shall I return it this evening?"
A parasol, silken and painted with an ocean's breeze.
❝ For you. ❞
This is lovely, thank you!" It's nearly her height, and large enough to envelope her in shade by a good measure. She can't help giving it a swift twirl.
"Shall I return it this evening?"