Tanis Imani
Established
Roleplay posts: 33
Age: 27
Physical Description: She is a petite woman with dark brown hair and green eyes, various normal marks such as freckles and scars. She is not the classic beauty, but she has her own beauty.
Clothes and Equipment: Robes
Sword/scabbard
Rucksack with:
Cooking gear
Climbing gear
Lighting gear
Etc.
Registered: Jul 24, 2019 14:26:53 GMT -8
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Post by Tanis Imani on Feb 12, 2020 8:53:44 GMT -8
She stared when he said what he said, and did not reply because there was no point. The knight seemed like the sort to like hearing the sound of his own voice and as much as she craved conversation at times, this one was not one she cared to continue because she was simply too tired. Then he said something that irked her, that he wouldn’t take that kind of advice? She pressed her lips together in irritation, and then muttered, “Pigheaded.”
Was he arguing just to argue by that point? “Should I turn you into a frog now then?” she asked with a sickeningly sweet voice, letting him know he was getting on her nerves with his arguing. “Do you find flies delicious? I will happily catch some for you so you can eat some before you are a frog. My gods, you are a pain in my ass.” She placed her hands on her hips as she stood up, fire flashing in her eyes. “I’ll be happy to accommodate you if that is what you wish. Why, you would make a cute little frog.”
It was probably going to be hard to take her serious, for she was the sort that looked adorable when she was pissed off.
"I haven't had time to paint, but my house is sturdy. I can assure you that it isn't about to collapse. But if you want to paint, by all means, paint." With that, she went and got his bedding and dumped it unceremoniously in his lap, and then walked off toward the bed in the far corner of the room. "No thank you on the pelts." She flopped in there and pulled the covers over her head, stuck her face in her pillow and a muffled sound escaped.
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Felhurt von Rott
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Roleplay posts: 14
Age: Between youth and middle age
Physical Description: Large
Registered: Feb 2, 2018 8:30:13 GMT -8
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Post by Felhurt von Rott on Feb 16, 2020 13:37:42 GMT -8
Felhurt raised an eyebrow as it seemed he had hit a nerve, the woman muttering something he couldn't quite make out, but knew very well it was not polite at all. He wondered momentarily if he should ask what was wrong, but then realizing he'd at best get the "everything's alright" treatment, or at worst only aggravate the lass further.
He was no expert in reading others, but Felhurt reckoned the threats were all vain and it took all of the Paladin's willpower to keep up a perfect poker face. It was like watching a growling puppy, really. The anger was evident, but the immediate reaction one had was to give a pat on the head even if that isn't quite the best immediate idea. Instead he just finished the meal, and bowed. "Thank you." he said, before taking the piled heap and walking towards the hearth where he carefully set it out. He made sure only to partially cover himself with the hopes of not sweating too much on the stuff.
Morning would come soon, and Felhurt was an early riser. There he would find new strength to go forth and do his dues, though with the attitude towards him the man seemed to provoke in Tanis it might be the best way to repay her kindness would simply be to leave as soon as possible.
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Tanis Imani
Established
Roleplay posts: 33
Age: 27
Physical Description: She is a petite woman with dark brown hair and green eyes, various normal marks such as freckles and scars. She is not the classic beauty, but she has her own beauty.
Clothes and Equipment: Robes
Sword/scabbard
Rucksack with:
Cooking gear
Climbing gear
Lighting gear
Etc.
Registered: Jul 24, 2019 14:26:53 GMT -8
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Post by Tanis Imani on Feb 17, 2020 13:42:14 GMT -8
Tanis did not sleep. She lay there restlessly throughout the night, not because she was angry at the man, but for some reason she could not name. In fact, her anger with the knight had gone after a short time brooding, and there was no point in her staying in such a state. She got up eventually and was gone before he woke up. She did leave a note on the off chance that he was able to read, letting him know where food was if he got hungry.
In the meantime, she was outside collecting better things to eat… mushrooms, watercress, checking her traps and finding several rabbits… wild onions… et cetera. She didn’t return until probably after he was awake and did not show any hostility toward him if he was. She just looked tired more than anything… If he wasn’t awake, he would probably wake up to the sound of her singing to herself as she cleaned veggies and dressed rabbits.
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Felhurt von Rott
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: Between youth and middle age
Physical Description: Large
Registered: Feb 2, 2018 8:30:13 GMT -8
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Post by Felhurt von Rott on Feb 17, 2020 23:29:10 GMT -8
Throughout the night Felhurt didn't snore, but he had the type of heavy breathing as though one wanted to exhaust all the air in the whole area that was only marginally better than snoring. He did not toss or turn, only contentedly muttering in his sleep every so often by the fire's warm glow.
As the man woke up he found himself well rested, but with all the healed bits now aching. Strangely he found an absence of Tanis given how early he woke up, leading him to momentarily suspect that she was a product of his imagination run wild. That is, until he spotted the note. "Ah." he said aloud. Well, no time to waste. He folded up his bedding so it would be ready for him to go off and clean later. With that done he kneeled in prayer, continuing this for a minute or so after the return of his host.
Finally done Felhurt arose and turned to address the mage. "Good morning. Maybe it isn't, I haven't looked outside." Seeing the haul she had brought in, Felhurt went to his armour and from it removed a little bit of stationery, adding for now what the lass had brought in for breakfast to a sort of tally of what had to be repaid. He'd have to get a good headstart on his work if he wanted to be travelling again soon.
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Tanis Imani
Established
Roleplay posts: 33
Age: 27
Physical Description: She is a petite woman with dark brown hair and green eyes, various normal marks such as freckles and scars. She is not the classic beauty, but she has her own beauty.
Clothes and Equipment: Robes
Sword/scabbard
Rucksack with:
Cooking gear
Climbing gear
Lighting gear
Etc.
Registered: Jul 24, 2019 14:26:53 GMT -8
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Post by Tanis Imani on Feb 19, 2020 20:51:06 GMT -8
She looked up from her task and gave a nod, “It’s a crisp one today.” It was cold, so had the water been when she stopped long enough to bathe. Tanis had the rabbits skinned expertly, the hides to be tanned later. One of the cleaned rabbits was then cut in half; that rabbit going into a pot for stew and the other stuffed with what remained of the stale bread and mushrooms, herbs and spices, then tied off and spitted to roast for breakfast. “I trust you slept well last night?” she asked.
The woman did not notice he was keeping tabs on what she fed him, did not see the little stationary he wrote on, nor did she get curious as she had told him he did not have to repay (not that she was stopping him from doing so.) She finished getting things prepared food wise and said, “I hope you are hungry for rabbit.” She sounded tired but cheerful.
Her gaze finally lifted to see him just as he was done writing, she still did not ask. “One rabbit should be done in about an hour. There are traps in the woods I have not checked if you want to do something in the meantime that isn’t too strenuous.”
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Felhurt von Rott
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: Between youth and middle age
Physical Description: Large
Registered: Feb 2, 2018 8:30:13 GMT -8
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Post by Felhurt von Rott on Feb 21, 2020 15:01:37 GMT -8
"Good crisp or bad crisp?" Felhurt asked hoping for elaboration, going to a window to take a look outside. It certainly wasn't the best day ever, but it was far from bad enough to make one avoid going outdoors. "Well, it was alright I suppose. More of a passing out, but I think that may well have been for the best. No dreams to attack the mind, just pure calm." the Knight said, and as he spoke the words he found himself remembering at least part of the feeling he got as he was dying. "Pure calm." he repeated, momentarily zoning out to the world of his own mind with some wistful longing to those moments. But he snapped out of it rather fast knowing it was rather silly to dream of death, that such was just residual weakness of the body.
The question of if he wanted rabbit only got a shrug. "I will be grateful for anything." he stated, smiling and nodding with confirmation his words weren't just pleasantries. "Really after the nonsense one has to eat on the road even just a bit of old mutton thrown for a few seconds into the fire is already a like a bountiful feast." Frankly he regretted even expanding on what he said, thinking back to some of the things that he had to force down just to manage a few more kilometres. It was all well and good being a humble Paladin, but that didn't mean you had to be happy with ill rodents and rotten berries.
"A good idea. The fresh air should give me some energy, after the meal I'll get to work." he said. He went over to get his sword, pondering for a moment if he should don his armour but then deciding against it. "Where are the traps?" Felhurt asked, going over to the door. "Just so I don't check every individual little hole that might be right."
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Tanis Imani
Established
Roleplay posts: 33
Age: 27
Physical Description: She is a petite woman with dark brown hair and green eyes, various normal marks such as freckles and scars. She is not the classic beauty, but she has her own beauty.
Clothes and Equipment: Robes
Sword/scabbard
Rucksack with:
Cooking gear
Climbing gear
Lighting gear
Etc.
Registered: Jul 24, 2019 14:26:53 GMT -8
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Post by Tanis Imani on Feb 23, 2020 10:16:14 GMT -8
“Not horrible,” she replied with a shrug. “It’s warmed up a little since earlier.” It hadn’t been so cold as to want to stay inside. But then, she had needed to get outside and get some fresh air for some reason and even if it had been crispier, she would have gone outside. When he replied to her question about his sleep, she gave a nod and said, “That is good. You needed the sleep. It is good that it was peaceful, for nightmares can affect the restfulness of your sleep.” Tanis stopped there remembering he didn’t particularly have an interest in such a topic, or at least that was what she had perceived the night before. Not that it mattered any, she thought.
“Well good,” she said. It was a good sign that he was interested in food in general. “Hopefully the rabbit will taste delicious and you will temporarily forget about the fare on the road… You will need food for the road when you go, won’t you?” she asked as she wiped up her mess. She was smiling at his admission to the mutton being as good as it was just thrown into the fire for a few moments. “I’ll be happy to put together some supplies, or if you would rather do it yourself, you are welcome to some of what you find in the traps if at all.”
The woman then moved to one of her trunks and opened it. There was a pile of rolled up parchment scrolls mounded up within. She grabbed one right off the top and moved to spread it out on the table she had just been working at. “These are all of the traps I set…” She pointed to each “x” on a decent looking map. “I’ve checked these ones, here… here… and here…” she indicated them, “There are traps and nets in the river here…” she pointed, “if you fancy some fish or crayfish.”
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Felhurt von Rott
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: Between youth and middle age
Physical Description: Large
Registered: Feb 2, 2018 8:30:13 GMT -8
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Post by Felhurt von Rott on Mar 28, 2020 13:54:06 GMT -8
"Not horrible. I like that. A very... tempered answer." The man paused, a few moments later chuckling faintly to himself realizing the unintended joke. "Good. I don't like weather of any extreme, and I am sure I am not unique in that regard." Felhurt drummed his fingers. "Yes, I suppose it is good. I'm not the one to get nightmares, not particularly frightening ones anyway. Maybe this is a stroke of my own ego, but I believe the forces that torment people in sleep know I fear very little. No it's the more clam ones that get me wondering about life I hate. Sleep should be rest, it shouldn't be more stress and worries about life. Anyways, I hope your night was likewise restful."
The Knight paused when Tanis asked if he'd need food for the road. Well, come to think of it, he would. "Yes." was all he could really say. A further imposition on the woman, but it was ultimately necessary. "Perhaps a bit of both. I don't want to take just the freshest things, that would be awfully impolite. Thank you." he said, standing up and stretching before moving over to Tanis.
"I see. The forest looked rather empty of humanity; even if you did mention men appearing here every so often I think I don't have to worry about stepping into a stray bear trap." He once more went to his armour, and though he momentarily considered donning it once more he decided he'd be a bit of a buffoon to go clear traps as if he was on the march. Instead he simply took along a dagger and the map along with his satchel to carry the contents of the traps if they proved to be more than he could carry in his hands. "Well, I'll see you in a little I suppose." he said, before stepping out.
The light was somewhat blinding, but in a good way. An enlightenment if you will. The fresh air did Felhurt much good, almost as much as the sleep did (or at least so it felt in the moment). It was still not the weather in which birds would be at the ready to sing, but there were still many little signs of life that - although at first unnerving the Knight with their sudden movements - calmed the Knight quite a lot. From a squirrel running up a tree, to a rabbit hopping by. One by one the traps were cleared, and eventually Felhurt made his way back to the Cottage. Eventually the man got the sense of security to whistle, though he soon regretted it when he came face to face with a bear. He drew his dagger, and locked gazes with the beast ready to unleash violence. Felhurt took a ready stance, and the bear started to circle him. But then he thought back to what was owed, and considered maybe not everything had to end in bloodshed. He lowered the blade, and adjusted his stance while slowly walking once more towards the Cottage. Making sure not to turn his back on the beast, eventually it relented and they parted ways.
After a quick walk he was where he wanted to be, opening the door once more and presenting his catch. "Here they are, the lovelies."
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Tanis Imani
Established
Roleplay posts: 33
Age: 27
Physical Description: She is a petite woman with dark brown hair and green eyes, various normal marks such as freckles and scars. She is not the classic beauty, but she has her own beauty.
Clothes and Equipment: Robes
Sword/scabbard
Rucksack with:
Cooking gear
Climbing gear
Lighting gear
Etc.
Registered: Jul 24, 2019 14:26:53 GMT -8
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Post by Tanis Imani on Apr 5, 2020 16:04:21 GMT -8
She merely smiled as he proclaimed he liked what she said. She was silent for a time while he continued to speak, finished preparing the cleaning. When he brought up her own restfulness, she shook her head. “I’ve not slept for more than an hour or two each night for over a week now.” Indeed, the poor thing looked as tired as she sounded. “I should have had plenty of sleep last night after healing you, but my mind wouldn’t… nevermind, I know you have better things to do than to listen to me babble on about my lack of sleep.” In fact, she was babbling on because she was so tired.
“I won’t mind if you take something fresh,” with a yawn, she padded over to the pot and threw in wild veggies and some veggies from her small garden in the back. “I will dig up some vegetables for you while you are out and bake a few loaves of bread.” She didn’t seem to care if he was staying long or going fast.
She nodded at his last words before he left. Once he was gone, she moved outside to harvest a basket full of veggies, some for the pot and some for the bag she made ready. In the bag went a head of cabbage, some parsnips and carrots, and some potatoes. Then on to the bread-making she went. While she set the four loaves aside to rise, she took a cat nap.
By the time he returned, the house smelled divine, of baking bread and savory stew. She nodded to him and said, “On the table they go.” She smiled at him and then turned to tend to the food. “I hope you’re hungry, I have made plenty.”
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