Posts by NotAPebble

Tyre swiftly packed two small bags for their day's trip. However, his eyes were trained on Enna more often than on what his hands were doing.

Alright! So I can't create a poll since I didn't create this thread, so what would y'all prefer to do as the Talia side quest?

Sounds good to me! Will we wait to make the new thread or make it soon?

Ahhhh I hate having to make decisions lmao

Aight, folks, as of now I don't have a name for this thread. In the meantime, here are the basics:

Humans have always been meddlesome creatures. Ever since their rise to prominence, they have sought to conquer all that opposes them. And it seems that they have succeeded thus far. Six sentient races inhabit the world of Kirabos, and humans easily dominate the globe.

The Draconians were forced into hiding.

The Sylvans were hunted to the brink of extinction.

The Lesser Djinn are almost impossible to come across.

The otherworldly Velixes _{note: pronounced vuh-lick-sees} have been restricted to the far northern wastelands.

The Aurans are nothing but a legend; no human believes they ever actually existed in the first place.

Humans have made the world their own, and now tensions are rising among the Draconians, Velixes, and Aurans as a push is made to fight back against human oppression.

Humans

Draconians - the Dragon People

Velixes

Aurans

Sylvans

Djinn

Yep~!

It's all good! Don't sweat it. I myself have been extremely busy with work this weekend.

My intention was for LF to play the halfbreed. I myself have a halfbreed character, but I intend to make her of a single race for this roleplay. We have yet to work out the finer details of the plot, but that will come in time.

Also, just as a head and up, I plan on this being a semi advanced roleplay with replies around a paragraph long (and easily longer than that as well).

Galariniel noticed Maenion paying for the loaf of bread she'd already paid for and quietly retrieved the needlessly spent money from the vendor with the intent of returning it to Maenion's bag when he wasn't paying attention. She saw no need to call him out on his mistake. She was only half listening as the older elf spoke to Phortis, but his last sentence caught her attention and brought forth a question that had been lingering in the back of her mind. "About that," she said, shifting into a more relaxed stance, "what if we fail to make note of the hobbits' presence? Assuredly they'd cause a stir and we'd be able to follow rumors of hobbits with ease, but I still fear that they might slip past unnoticed. Is there any contingency that we might take?"

I'm so excited for this new thread to start. I have a good feeling about it.

Sounds good to me! Who should start that off?

Alright! I'll type up a post tonight or in the morning

~ Slight Timeskip ~

The next morning, Talia was fast asleep in her bedroom. Rósín and Amelie had stayed by her side all night, Rósín worried about her cousin and Amelie worried for the girl who was basically family. Rósín hadn't allowed herself to sleep and hadn't fallen unconscious until the sun had risen over the horizon. Amelie, however, hadn't slept a wink. Instead, she had been up reading and researching the entire night. Bone-tired and suffering from a massively migraine, she crept downstairs to the kitchen to make coffee and continue her research. The almost-guardian thought that she might be onto something. There was a plant known as Firesbane that was said to be perfectly resistant to burning and could be used to cure burns if mixed properly with other ingredients. It was her hope that she could find out where the legendary plant grew, for if they could obtain enough firesbane, they could not only help to heal Talia, but also could create new clothing for her that would be entirely resistant to burning.

As Amelie selected a coffee mug and set it down, she flinched at the too-loud noise and hoped that the caffeine would help. Her heart was aching just as much as her head as she set about making coffee with the French press, longing for Lucas's presence. His presence had reassured her and made her feel safe, and now he was gone. Knowing that wishing for his return would do nothing, she simply sent up a prayer for him to be safe and poured her coffee. Taking the tome she was reading and her coffee with her, the brunette settled herself on a chair with her legs crossed and continued her research.

I actually haven't watched YOI. Lately I've just been bingeing jjba

Amelie looked up from the tome, her eyes slightly wide, as if she was surprised to be spoken to. "O-Oh! Good morning, Achilles. I'm trying to discern whether or not a plant is real and where it might be found. I think we could use it to help heal Talia's wounds and make clothing for her that won't incinerate." She sighed and brushed her hair out of her face, slightly agitated. "I feel useless right now. This is the most I can do to help, it seems."

Amelie nodded her understanding instead of vocalizing her response. She pulled off her oversized brown sweater that she'd changed into after the previous night's escapades. Underneath it she wore a loose-fitting white shirt that was only slightly less wrinkled than the olive skirt she was wearing. No longer feeling overheated or as if she was suffocating, Amelie resumed poring over the pages of the tome, pausing only to take sips of the bitter black coffee. She had a panicky demeanor to her that could be discerned from the tension in her shoulders and the fear in her eyes. It was abundantly clear that that she was taking Talia's illness extremely personally.

Meanwhile, Eric had slept almost too well. When he woke up, he spent several moments trying to recall where he was and what had happened the previous night. As he pieced things together, he sat up, groaned, and buried his face in his hands, his fingers pushing slightly into his hair. He wasn't a sure what hurt more, the headache from his hangover or the memory of how wrong Talia had looked.

Talia woke before Rósín, touched by how her cousin was sleeping at her bedside. Rósín's exhaustion and stress were apparent to Talia. Her youthful demeanor had mostly fallen away, even in sleep. She looks so much older, Talia thought. She looks older than me... and so tired. Did I do that to her? The thought immediately upset Talia and her breathing became labored as she fought back tears, desperately trying to reject the idea that Rósín was growing up and that it would be her fault.

Oh my goodness, you're a savior. I haven't been able to find any of my threads anywhere!!!

Slowly, after thinking things through thoroughly, Galariniel nodded. "It may not be ideal, but I believe this to be our only feasible course of action, all things considered. I don't like the idea of staying in one place for very long, but perhaps it will give us all the chance to learn something new. Perhaps it will give us time to prepare for the road ahead. This may not be our ideal course of action, but we might as well take advantage of it. And I, for one, plan on purchasing myself a spare pair of boots and some more durable travel clothing with this time we have been gifted."

This update has been such a train wreck OTL I'm so happy that I'm starting to get the hang of it.

((This new layout has been a Disaster^TM to deal with. Coming up: my long overdue response. Also I really hate how it makes it look like/feel like I'm typing less because the field for text got so much wider.))

Talia immediately flung herself into his arm and was holding tightly to Koi in an unusual display of affection. Though he had barely entered the room and she had barely begun to embrace him, she was twisting the fabric of her cousin's shirt in her tightly closed hands, clearly fighting back tears. "I... I just need... an anchor for a moment. Someone to keep me from... from... from doing that thing again." The blonde looked up at him with her molten eyes, silently pleading for comfort.

Amelie was completely cut off from the goings-on surrounding her, focusing solely on scouring the tome for useful information, when Liang suddenly sat down beside her. In all likelihood, Amelie probably would have failed to notice Liang if not for the sudden movement. She flinched at Liang's words, visibly startled. "S-sorry about that!" she exclaimed, apology saturating her sentence. "I didn't mean to be rude... good morning to you too."