Feroxi
Mage
BULLION:
Kuroya
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Post by Rima on Oct 15, 2014 15:49:35 GMT
Rima laughed loudly, her hood down from her face as she spun in the square. She had gotten lucky in that the merchant group she was traveling with had happened upon the little city when it was time for market day, and the mage was already delighted with the colors and sounds. She'd never really experienced such things in Ferox, and it showed in the same childlike excitement that had compelled her to run out before she was fully prepared. But then again, she'd never pretended to be very much more than a child at heart, and it showed in her bright smile and her sparkling sapphire eyes. This was what she wanted most, and she was delighted with what she'd found. With one last wave at the surrounding people who were setting up streamers - who firmly ignored her antics, but then, she was too excited to really care very much, so it was hardly as if it put a damper on her spirits - she turned back towards the inn she had been staying in with the merchants. They were staying to sell things for market day, and thankfully, the leader had given her the day off provided that the following one she would run inventory of their wares and tally the profits, something she had accepted happily, more than used to doing such things after having performed much of the same duties for the West Khan.
She turned, darting into the inn, fully intending on just nipping back up to her room to run a quick brush through her hair and grabbing her coin purse when suddenly she ran right into someone, the little mage letting out a squeak of surprise as she tumbled to the ground in a flurry of arms and legs and pale hair, peeking through her bangs. "I'm sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going!" she apologized, pushing herself back up to her feet. "Please don't be mad! It was an accident, I swear!" | | Words. -- Tags. Tsan'loNotes. Hopefully this'll work for a good starter! Tsan'lo doesn't have to be who she ran into if you don't want her to be, I just figured that'd be an easy way for the two of them to interact. | |
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Foreigner
Swordmaster
BULLION:
Oleg
tag @tsanlo
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Post by Tsan'lo on Oct 15, 2014 16:03:58 GMT
"Ohoho, it is no problem at all!" Bellowed the slightly but not sickly fat man who then offered his hand to the girl before pulling her up with the force of an ox. On a closer look the man seemed to be a strange mix of two things; a fighter and a librarian. He had the glasses for it, along with a robe and the general pleasing looks that could be attributed to someone who was bookish. But his arms, or what could be seen from them, seemed surprisingly muscular for someone of his weight. His strength in pulling the girl up had shown. Tsan'lo let out a sigh as she popped out from behind the jolly fat man. "Are you going to train me NOW, Oxen?" Although the name sounded like an insult, it seemed to be something the man recognized as he then suddenly yoinked Tsan'lo by her shoulder to be in front of the girl. "Surely, surely! Later this evening, young Tsan'lo. Hohoho!" He laughed once more in his bellowing way before then looking back to Rima with something akin to a thoughtful face, if a goofy smile with squinted eyes could be described as anything near that. "That being because of two things, hah." Oxen stroked his chin as he grinned to Tsan'lo. "First, I'll need to go about and finish today's sermon. And two, because if you want me to train you you'll have to go about and spend time with this girl, hah! Show her around a bit, all that kind of stuff." Before Tsan'lo could say anything beyond seemingly already fuming with anger, Oxen got onto explaining. "You could use something to set away that gloom, har. My training's not for some sticks in the mud!" With that, the jolly fat strong bishop priest whatever man took his leave, leaving the astonished Tsan'lo and Rima. Rima
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Feroxi
Mage
BULLION:
Kuroya
tag @kuro4
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Post by Rima on Oct 18, 2014 3:10:03 GMT
Rima squeaked as she was tugged up to her feet, the slight woman swaying slightly under so much strength. Still, she seemed happy enough as she bounced up, giggling. "Still, I should've been looking where I was going!" The woman was definitely more of a bright ray of sunshine, at least where extroversion was concerned. But then, very precious few had seen how insecure she could get when she truly began to doubt herself. She was careful to hide when she would refuse to eat. She didn't deserve to make people worry about her. Not when she hadn't earned it.
Though the perky mage blinked only when she was being offered a friend. It took her a few moments before slowly a smile turned up her face and she pounced eagerly on her victim's arm, grinning widely. "I get someone to go shopping with me!" she cheered delightedly, waving enthusiastically at the man who was walking away. "Bye! Thanks for giving me a friend! I'll be sure to take care of her and bring her back in one piece!"
... Rima, that's probably not very reassuring. | | Words. -- Tags. Tsan'loNotes. Hopefully this'll work for a good starter! Tsan'lo doesn't have to be who she ran into if you don't want her to be, I just figured that'd be an easy way for the two of them to interact. | |
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Foreigner
Swordmaster
BULLION:
Oleg
tag @tsanlo
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Post by Tsan'lo on Oct 18, 2014 10:30:39 GMT
Her palm had always longed to meet her face in a long, long tender embrace that would last forever. At last, the two parts of her body that had always wanted each other came together in a loud slap, with her palm rubbing against her face in a tender motion. But suddenly this holy nirvana for the two came to a close as palm was ripped away from her face, leaving it until another day where Tsan'lo would need them to come together. Such a sad, sad story indeed. Oh for shame. As in she facepalmed rather hard after Oxen left. So, she had two options here. To get away from this... Girl, or woman, whichever would be more fitting, but at the same time forget about training under Oxen and gaining what she was after from him anyways. Or she could tolerate her company for the hours it took for Oxen to finish his sermon and gain her reward. It was a very, very hard choice before she let out a grunt of defeat, looking to the girl. "So you want to go... Buy stuff. What stuff. Food?" That was all she said with folded arms. Hopefully the girl at the very least would be tolerable to be around. Hopefully. Even if she said that she would take care of her and return her in one piece. It was not very reassuring. Rima
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