- My current Tav from Bg3
- Fantasy/Forgotten Realms Focused
- N/SFW
- MVRP
- Way of the Drunken Master
While she wasn’t quite as stealthy, she was light on her feet and deadly quick, almost moving like a blur as she moved to flank the creature.
She turned back to the Drow, gesturing as if to say: “I’ll distract him.”
+
~
She takes the bottle of medicinal alcohol and takes a swig, coughing.
“There we go… now I’m feeling refreshed.”
She tosses the pack back.
“Let us go bag an owlbear, shall we?”
While she wasn’t quite as stealthy, she was light on her feet and deadly quick, almost moving like a blur as she moved to flank the creature.
She turned back to the Drow, gesturing as if to say: “I’ll distract him.”
+
She takes the bottle of medicinal alcohol and takes a swig, coughing.
“There we go… now I’m feeling refreshed.”
She tosses the pack back.
“Let us go bag an owlbear, shall we?”
Hands were on his belt, just long enough to retrieve a small leather pack. Alcohol, water, bandages. He passed the woman this back, keeping his distance. No desire to frighten or make her distrust him further.
And you did save me.”
She starts looking around
“Fine… we can work together on this. The beast has been disturbing a local town… a kid died.”
She says softly as she draws her staff.
She takes the bottle of medicinal alcohol and takes a swig, coughing.
“There we go… now I’m feeling refreshed.”
She tosses the pack back.
“Let us go bag an owlbear, shall we?”
And you did save me.”
She starts looking around
“Fine… we can work together on this. The beast has been disturbing a local town… a kid died.”
She says softly as she draws her staff.
He always enjoyed these bits of stock banter and light hearted bigotry.
~
She groans as she stretches out, pulling out a bottle of wine and uncorking it, taking a good swig.
"Mmm, better."
She turns back to him.
"As for you, your kind is that of slavers and tyrants."
And you did save me.”
She starts looking around
“Fine… we can work together on this. The beast has been disturbing a local town… a kid died.”
She says softly as she draws her staff.
She smirks as she nudges her back.
You need to stop being so sweet, my heart won't stop fluttering. ❞
She'd give a very gentle nudge of the woman, letting out a soft laugh.
She puts the bottle down.
“You’ve been both blessed and cursed. It’s a terrible responsibility to have to shoulder alone.”
She smirks as she nudges her back.
She rolled her eyes as the under-elf loomed over her.
“Like I said earlier during the torture, I don’t know anything about anyone’s plans. I travel solo.”
She inched closer to her as Mokhith had blood dripping down upon Elorna. Her smirking widening.
❛ Do you really think I'd just let you go? ❜
She coughs up some more as she lays on the Drow's table, hands and ankles bound tight as blood drips from the lashes across her body.
"Now... if you'd please let me go, I have taverns to try."
She rolled her eyes as the under-elf loomed over her.
“Like I said earlier during the torture, I don’t know anything about anyone’s plans. I travel solo.”
“Jerk… seems you’re more than just the sword.”
Her tone suddenly seems much more controlled, as does her posture.
— So, are we even now amidst all this nonsense? If you do anything, there will be heavy retribution. —
She drunkenly chuckles as she stumbles past him before quickly doubling back with an elbow to the head.
“Jerk… seems you’re more than just the sword.”
Her tone suddenly seems much more controlled, as does her posture.
She puts the bottle down.
“You’ve been both blessed and cursed. It’s a terrible responsibility to have to shoulder alone.”
Its... more than that though, I hurt myself just as much. I've broken my own arm from swinging a sword. ❞
She'd let out a sheepish giggle, something that likely sounded forgin from a woman who looked as her.
❝ S..Sorry did I kill the mood? ❞
She shakes her head.
“The gods can be quite cruel.”
She puts the bottle down.
“You’ve been both blessed and cursed. It’s a terrible responsibility to have to shoulder alone.”
She shakes her head.
“The gods can be quite cruel.”
Even touching others I must be constantly vigilant... ❞
She gave just a little smile.
❝ The more comfortable I become, the less I focus unfortunately... ❞
“I see, you are forced by a greater power to push people away. That is unfair.”
“I wish I could help you.”
She shakes her head.
“The gods can be quite cruel.”
“I see, you are forced by a greater power to push people away. That is unfair.”
“I wish I could help you.”
If ya can look past the damage... ❞
She swallowed her confidence issues for a momment, taking a small breath.
❝ But, taking me with you? I'd love that... but I have a curse upon me, one that has killed people around me... It may even again. ❞
“I see, you are forced by a greater power to push people away. That is unfair.”
“I wish I could help you.”
❝ Ya.. don' even know why, sweet... would you at least let me fill you in? ❞
She knew that strong headed adventer, she was that, so... instead of protesting she'd do her best to inform the woman.
She retorts as she takes another sip
“It is my choice, my risk. I can choose if I want to fly too close to the sun or not, but falling would mean I got to touch the clouds.”
She retorts as she takes another sip
“It is my choice, my risk. I can choose if I want to fly too close to the sun or not, but falling would mean I got to touch the clouds.”
❝ You're... so sweet.
You don't want me, not long term anyways. ❞
Teeth pressed against her lips as she focused on a distant point, that eye clearly seeing what was not there.
She smirks at the suggestions.
"It would make the nights much less lonely~"
She retorts as she takes another sip
“It is my choice, my risk. I can choose if I want to fly too close to the sun or not, but falling would mean I got to touch the clouds.”
She groans as she stretches out, pulling out a bottle of wine and uncorking it, taking a good swig.
"Mmm, better."
She turns back to him.
"As for you, your kind is that of slavers and tyrants."
He knew something was nearby besides them, and he turned his gaze the the south east.
"I came from a similar direction. I could smell the blood on the wind, and so can the predator you seek."
She slowly gets up and looks around, trying to track for signs of the Owlbear.
"Why is an under-elf helping me?"
She taps her foot, gazing at him with her heterochromatic eyes, one cyan and one a soft purple.
She groans as she stretches out, pulling out a bottle of wine and uncorking it, taking a good swig.
"Mmm, better."
She turns back to him.
"As for you, your kind is that of slavers and tyrants."
She slowly gets up and looks around, trying to track for signs of the Owlbear.
"Why is an under-elf helping me?"
She taps her foot, gazing at him with her heterochromatic eyes, one cyan and one a soft purple.
He stood back a dozen or so meters, arms folded under the shelter of the leaves, amethyst eyes peering from under his hood as she mended. At his disgust, he smirked.
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"What is your endgame, under-elf?"
She growls as she pops the stopper off and downs it with a grimace, could it be that hard to make a decent tasting potion?
"Bleh...+
She slowly gets up and looks around, trying to track for signs of the Owlbear.
"Why is an under-elf helping me?"
She taps her foot, gazing at him with her heterochromatic eyes, one cyan and one a soft purple.
"What is your endgame, under-elf?"
She growls as she pops the stopper off and downs it with a grimace, could it be that hard to make a decent tasting potion?
"Bleh...+
He took three steps towards where she hid, and set down a ruby red vial of black and green tinted liquid.
~
She bites back.
"I'm fine, but lay a finger on me and you won't be!"
"What is your endgame, under-elf?"
She growls as she pops the stopper off and downs it with a grimace, could it be that hard to make a decent tasting potion?
"Bleh...+
She bites back.
"I'm fine, but lay a finger on me and you won't be!"
He lifts his hands from his blades, eyeing the rough area where she hid.
"You walk on two legs, limp with the left. That's serious bleeding for an elf, human - deadly for a halfling or a goblin. Let me help you."
She bites back.
"I'm fine, but lay a finger on me and you won't be!"
"What is it?"
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⚔︎° 𝔹𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕄𝕚𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕜𝕚
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⚔︎° 𝔹𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕄𝕚𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕜𝕚
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𝕽ᴀɴɢᴇʀ | 𝕭ᴀʀʙᴀʀɪᴀɴ | 𝕰𝖝ɪʟᴇ
She smirks at the suggestions.
"It would make the nights much less lonely~"
I'd ooonly be so lucky. ❞
She'd give crooked grin, it was clear she didn't mean it to come off that way... just the scars made it hard to control all the muscles there.
❝ Sometimes I miss travelin' ha... the heads I've rolled.~ ❞
She smirks at the suggestions.
"It would make the nights much less lonely~"