Am I a dot amidst a canvas so large, I cannot fathom its true size?
Elisaria Solwarden
@divine-entombed.bsky.social
"I lock away what would destroy us all." || SUNDER [30+] || character is a minor ||
As they neared the edge of the forest, signs of the city suddenly sprung up; rubble at the forest's edge, bodies—wrapped poorly and piled up—in clusters, resting at the feet of the giant trees closest to the city's gates. Elisaria's grip on the umbrella tightened. "Before we venture into the
"Not most but I'm close t'it. Still got to make my way south one o'these days, wee one. Plenty o'places I've not seen there."
Longer than she'd been alive—but she could tell that just by looking at one of his wrinkles. Elisaria couldn't stop the wistful tone from entering her voice. "So you've seen most of the known lands?"
He flipped the medal, catching it and stuffing back into a pouch hanging off his side with a laugh. "Twenty years, give or take. Seen plenty of groups in my time and then some."
The medal drew her attention, and she walked backward a few steps while she examined it without reaching out a hand to touch it. Her grip tightened slightly on the handle of her parasol. "And how long have you been an adventurer?"
The dwarven man didn't need to duck, trotting along without a care in the world and a bounce in his step. "Stingy. That's a good thing, wee one." He dug into his pocket, pulling out a chipped medal. "Proud o'this one. Took down a wayward Ogre that though our axes could be a toothpick."
"Words alone will not do it," she cautioned him. "Do you have anything to prove it? Anything from your soldier days?" Ducking underneath a significant overgrowth that had grown along the weathered, dirt path.
"Oh, that one's quite easy. Ex-solider o'the north. Now, just a wanderer who takes in the sights and sounds o'the world." He followed along, a hop in his step that betrayed the white of his hairs and the wrinkles beside his eyes.
"A temporary bodyguard, until we can run a background check." Elisaria considered her potential future irritation if he were to become a more permanent addition to their staff. And while she thought, she walked, reluctantly, back toward the city's gates.
"Yer mother sounds like a wise woman and one I'd like t'meet." He raised a fist, pounding it once on his chest. "Gorvir Cinderbreak'll gladly be yer bodyguard, wee one."
Elisaria made no comment. She stood still with her parasol open and over her person. Her red eyes scrutinized him while she walked, slowly, toward him. "Mother did say I should hire a bodyguard," she grumbled. "Have you any recommendations for one?"
Gorvir kicked the flat of his axe, using the moment to swing it onto his shoulder before clipping it onto his back. "Then ol'Gorvir Cinderbreak will be yer guide. This part o'the woods is no place for a wee one such as yerself." He bellowed, a joyous tone overtaking his earlier deep and serious one.
"Outside of the forest, within the city." Maybe an hour's walk, if she took her time.
"Right. And this estate is where, exactly?"
And so he did. Her face flushed with embarrassment. "My mother is at our estate," she replied coolly.
"I just said it, wee one. Gorvir Cinderbreak. Now, where are yer parents? This neck o'the woods is no place for a lil' girl by herself."
you may triumph on the field of battle for a day, but against the power that is risen in the East, there is no victory! rp account for denethor, son of ecthelion, steward of gondor from the lord of the rings. written by hallion. admin is 21+
"You make a great many assumptions. I cannot properly address you until I know your name..."
"Yer a young, lost, lass so ya clearly need supervision and ol' Gorvir Cinderbreak is here t'give such supervision. It's a nice day out so enjoy it."
Boots in near-pristine condition hit the broken pavement a few blocks south of the estate. Her parasol hid her from the sun's rays, but nothing could hide her from the turmoil of the city. Years after the Wailing Death, and the city still felt it's effects. Empty shops stood with broken windows and
@claimthcsky.bsky.social || KALADIN STORMBLESSED I never thought I'd find a Stormlight Archive account Let me know if you ever come back to this account... and roleplay in English
we are sitting on the field of victory, enjoying a few well-earned comforts! rp account for pippin took from the lord of the rings. written by hallion. admin is 21+
Extremely well read, even for a noble.
Does your muse do much reading?
|| www.youtube.com/watch?v=uQkr... Suoming gameplay is not at all what I was expecting. When I saw the drip marketing and some leaks, I assumed she was going to be a healer with a fairly simple kit. Turns out she's Chisa Pro Max with a bladed umbrella that she kicks at her enemies 💀
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[actually kind of likes Lago (as a friend) and isn't sure how to think about that]
I've known you for less than ten minutes and I believe I'd pay you to shut up.