Raeran Daezumin
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: ???
Physical Description: A young-looking Elf of Usque. His complexion is fair, almost with a soft glow from the stark, bleached blond hair that flows smoothly down a strong back but falling just a few inches shy of the small of his back. He stands at an even six feet and weighs a bit over 210 lbs - thanks to the soft cut lines of muscle across his figure. His pointed ears are tall rather than short, and his eyes are a vivid, bright green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Plain clothes - thin and light hose and undershirt, comfortable tunic and trousers, sturdy boots, occasionally a rather intricate travel cloak - a pride as it was sewn by his mother with painstaking care, with soft cotton and laced with spider silk to keep warmth in and water and cold out.
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Registered: Mar 1, 2020 8:12:55 GMT -8
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Post by Raeran Daezumin on Mar 2, 2020 9:17:24 GMT -8
Towards a thinner edge of the Usque forest, there has been a partially cleared plot of land - fenced in several acres that cuts mostly into the forest but some open roaming land. Several horses can be seen wandering about and grazing the enclosed land, and in the forested region some swear to have seen creatures other than horses hiding amongst the trees.
A short distance from the house on the edge of the corral is a wide barn, the heavy double doors padlocked. Inside is usually where particular horses of one interest or another are housed, as well as equipment for riding and for hauling - as well as a simple wagon.
The house itself is the entry to the enclosed acres via the back door if you don't count the massive, two-door gate just outside the building set in the fence. Two floors, four bedrooms, a comfortable main room, a cozy kitchen, a mini bath house basement as well as a basement storage, and one office. Much like the forest, magic seems to hum through the building and across the wooden posts of the fence all the way around like a circuit.
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Amia Deluth
Established
Roleplay posts: 42
Age: 18
Physical Description: She stands at an average height, with long red hair, a delicate freckled face, blue eyes, and noble bearing.
Clothes and Equipment: Silver Circlet
Silk Robes
Dagger
Slippers
Chain link girdle
Psaltery
Bag of herbs and medicinals
Registered: May 25, 2019 10:11:17 GMT -8
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Post by Amia Deluth on Mar 13, 2020 9:49:58 GMT -8
Her eyes widened at the sight of the quaint looking cottage after their trek through the forest. By the time they got there, she felt like she was ready to fall into a deep sleep. Perhaps she would whilst taking a bath. It was the first time since she left Vessia that she felt at all safe... After all, she wasn't being forced to take a husband who was rumored to be cruel but couldn't be proven to be since he was outwardly kind. Besides that, she had a terrible secret, and unbeknownst to her, that was how she ended up in an enchanted forest. Mia looked to her companion for a moment and she licked her dry lips, then said, "Thank you," softly.
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Raeran Daezumin
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: ???
Physical Description: A young-looking Elf of Usque. His complexion is fair, almost with a soft glow from the stark, bleached blond hair that flows smoothly down a strong back but falling just a few inches shy of the small of his back. He stands at an even six feet and weighs a bit over 210 lbs - thanks to the soft cut lines of muscle across his figure. His pointed ears are tall rather than short, and his eyes are a vivid, bright green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Plain clothes - thin and light hose and undershirt, comfortable tunic and trousers, sturdy boots, occasionally a rather intricate travel cloak - a pride as it was sewn by his mother with painstaking care, with soft cotton and laced with spider silk to keep warmth in and water and cold out.
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Post by Raeran Daezumin on Mar 15, 2020 19:15:58 GMT -8
The relief in her gaze almost made Raeran want to cry, so all he could do was offer her a warm smile. "I'm sorry it took some time, but I'll try to make up for it." He pointed out the front porch, but more importantly the wicker loveseat with plush cushions on the other side of the railing. "If you want to sit down, feel free. I need to get this little guy back in the pen, and I can find you some food after that, okay?"
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Amia Deluth
Established
Roleplay posts: 42
Age: 18
Physical Description: She stands at an average height, with long red hair, a delicate freckled face, blue eyes, and noble bearing.
Clothes and Equipment: Silver Circlet
Silk Robes
Dagger
Slippers
Chain link girdle
Psaltery
Bag of herbs and medicinals
Registered: May 25, 2019 10:11:17 GMT -8
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Post by Amia Deluth on Mar 16, 2020 9:49:21 GMT -8
"It's alright," she said. She went to sit on the indicated seat and waited for him to do what he needed to do. In the meantime, she ended up laying on her side and conking out for a time. The poor girl was so exhausted that it couldn't be helped. By the time he was back to give her food, she woke up with a tired expression on her face. She sat up.
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Raeran Daezumin
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: ???
Physical Description: A young-looking Elf of Usque. His complexion is fair, almost with a soft glow from the stark, bleached blond hair that flows smoothly down a strong back but falling just a few inches shy of the small of his back. He stands at an even six feet and weighs a bit over 210 lbs - thanks to the soft cut lines of muscle across his figure. His pointed ears are tall rather than short, and his eyes are a vivid, bright green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Plain clothes - thin and light hose and undershirt, comfortable tunic and trousers, sturdy boots, occasionally a rather intricate travel cloak - a pride as it was sewn by his mother with painstaking care, with soft cotton and laced with spider silk to keep warmth in and water and cold out.
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Post by Raeran Daezumin on Mar 19, 2020 6:02:47 GMT -8
It was easier than he had anticipated to bring the colt back to the corral - the mother was already waiting for him and eager to see her baby when he approached. He let the small beast loose within the gate and watched him kick and run in excitement before latching the entry shut and heading inside.
He had to rummage the kitchen a bit, trying to find something substantial that wouldn't take any time to prepare - he didn't want to make this poor human wait any longer than necessary for something more to eat. But thankfully she seemed to enjoy the bread he had on him before. He found the rest of the loaf in the breadbox and pulled the entire thing to slice it to pieces. The fireplace, a unique setting in his kitchen compared to most of humans well outside of Usque, still bore the roasted deer slabs on the stone plate across the crystal-lined "fire" pit from earlier that day and so he piled a few pieces onto a wooden plate with the bread. The fruit basket on the counter was still full of apples and a few pears he had found, and so he snatched up a couple of each to add to the pile.
The serving plate was full by this point so he returned to the front porch and carefully set it down on the small side table by the seat. When she roused he gently tapped the corner of the plate with a soft smile. "I'll find you something to drink," he spoke, just a tad slower than normal. It was strange trying to communicate with someone so different, and he didn't want to spook her again. Before disappearing back inside he brandished a plain but sharp knife from his belt and set it beside the plate, in case she needed it to cut the food. Now he was glad that he had steeped another jug of spring water with mint and berries yesterday, he thought as he found as he found the crystal pitcher and a pair of glasses.
The pitcher was an odd thing, but beautifully cut. Embedded in the bottom of the glass base was a tiny crystal that stood up into the contents just a little bit, and before he sat it down on the same table he ran a thumb across it - and the small gem began to glow a soft ice blue that lit up the water. He placed all the glassware down and moved to grab a matching chair from along the porch so he could sit nearby. It was a nice day out, he noticed, and he was wasn't going to leave Amia alone. She probably could use the company, he thought.
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Amia Deluth
Established
Roleplay posts: 42
Age: 18
Physical Description: She stands at an average height, with long red hair, a delicate freckled face, blue eyes, and noble bearing.
Clothes and Equipment: Silver Circlet
Silk Robes
Dagger
Slippers
Chain link girdle
Psaltery
Bag of herbs and medicinals
Registered: May 25, 2019 10:11:17 GMT -8
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Post by Amia Deluth on Mar 19, 2020 15:18:59 GMT -8
The smell of venison made her stomach growl in hunger. She took the food gratefully, nodded when he said something about something to drink, and gingerly ate what was up for offer. She was already halfway through her food when he brought the pretty looking glass filled with delightful smelling water that was flavored with something, and she continued to nibble even then. The hunger was greater than the thirst, but she had drunk her fill at the river. She noticed too that he stayed with her, and while it seemed a little odd, it was most welcome indeed. Amia had been alone much too much for comfort and the company was a pleasant change from self-imposed silence.
The girl was yawning again by the time she finished dining and it seemed that a bath, though still on her mind, would do her in. "Thank you for the food and drink," she said as slowly as he spoke so he would understand her better. Or so she hoped.
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Raeran Daezumin
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: ???
Physical Description: A young-looking Elf of Usque. His complexion is fair, almost with a soft glow from the stark, bleached blond hair that flows smoothly down a strong back but falling just a few inches shy of the small of his back. He stands at an even six feet and weighs a bit over 210 lbs - thanks to the soft cut lines of muscle across his figure. His pointed ears are tall rather than short, and his eyes are a vivid, bright green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Plain clothes - thin and light hose and undershirt, comfortable tunic and trousers, sturdy boots, occasionally a rather intricate travel cloak - a pride as it was sewn by his mother with painstaking care, with soft cotton and laced with spider silk to keep warmth in and water and cold out.
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Post by Raeran Daezumin on Mar 21, 2020 5:20:39 GMT -8
His ears twitched and his smile seemed to grow a bit when she spoke. It seemed they were both doing well to try and be understood by each other, and so he didn't feel quite so bad about it anymore. He sat back in his chair with his glass in hand, having filled it after a few minutes - giving the lit crystal inside time to chill the water perfectly.
"You're welcome. How are you feeling?"
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Amia Deluth
Established
Roleplay posts: 42
Age: 18
Physical Description: She stands at an average height, with long red hair, a delicate freckled face, blue eyes, and noble bearing.
Clothes and Equipment: Silver Circlet
Silk Robes
Dagger
Slippers
Chain link girdle
Psaltery
Bag of herbs and medicinals
Registered: May 25, 2019 10:11:17 GMT -8
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Post by Amia Deluth on Mar 21, 2020 6:07:19 GMT -8
"Tired," she murmured. "Ready for a bath." Amia leveled her gaze upon him with honest eyes. She looked exhausted but she was so itchy with the dirt that sleeping wouldn't be so restful. The girl probably smelled bad too, but that was the unfortunate side effect of having traveled on foot for so long. "Thank you for the food and water." She was full in no time and her thirst had been quenched.
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Raeran Daezumin
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: ???
Physical Description: A young-looking Elf of Usque. His complexion is fair, almost with a soft glow from the stark, bleached blond hair that flows smoothly down a strong back but falling just a few inches shy of the small of his back. He stands at an even six feet and weighs a bit over 210 lbs - thanks to the soft cut lines of muscle across his figure. His pointed ears are tall rather than short, and his eyes are a vivid, bright green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Plain clothes - thin and light hose and undershirt, comfortable tunic and trousers, sturdy boots, occasionally a rather intricate travel cloak - a pride as it was sewn by his mother with painstaking care, with soft cotton and laced with spider silk to keep warmth in and water and cold out.
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Registered: Mar 1, 2020 8:12:55 GMT -8
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Post by Raeran Daezumin on Mar 21, 2020 7:21:59 GMT -8
A bath! Right, he had mentioned a bath. He hopped up from his seat and motioned for her to follow along with his hand - chuckling a bit awkwardly as he felt dumb for having forgotten that. She could certainly use one, not due to an obvious lack of cleanliness but she looked so miserable for being in this state - despite her full belly. "Of course, of course! Come along."
He would lead her into the comfortable home, right through the warm living room and to a hallway door opposite a staircase leading to another floor. He opened the unlocked door and would take them both down a short flight of stairs into a cellar where the walls were smooth stone yet the floor was a very intricate mosaic design in soft blues and whites - almost like gemstones. Along the walls there were crystals of various sizes, though none bigger than a hand, that seemed to begin to glow as they passed - as softly as the one from the pitcher but white rather than blue. When they entered the chamber it was found to be a sort of underground spring, though cut more into a pair of adjoining pools - one perhaps four feet deep and the other maybe two. Sitting in the clean cut stone floors beneath the waters was a red crystal in the center of each. Against a nearby wall was a plain little table that held an small, open crate that was filled with a number of gemstones of soft, pastel colors that seemed to release gentle scents of flowers and earth and ocean into the room. Right beside the box was a short stack of folded, fluffy towels. There was also a similar plain chair across the room.
"I don't know if you are used to something like this," he chuckled lightly, stepping off to the side to move out of her way as to allow her into the room. After an awkward moment he nodded at the pools. "The waters are warm from a spring somewhere under the house, but just tapping the gems with your foot will activate them and they will warm the water further. You can get a nice, hot bath." He turned his head and reached to the box of gems, prodding amongst them with a finger. "All you have to do is drop one of these in the bath and you'll have bubbles in minutes. My mother makes them - I call them soap stones. They're very, very gentle on skin, dissolve dirt, and you'll have soft skin afterwards."
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Amia Deluth
Established
Roleplay posts: 42
Age: 18
Physical Description: She stands at an average height, with long red hair, a delicate freckled face, blue eyes, and noble bearing.
Clothes and Equipment: Silver Circlet
Silk Robes
Dagger
Slippers
Chain link girdle
Psaltery
Bag of herbs and medicinals
Registered: May 25, 2019 10:11:17 GMT -8
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Post by Amia Deluth on Mar 23, 2020 7:56:01 GMT -8
She felt awkward following him, nervously itching at a patch of dirt that dotted her fair skin. He seemed fine with her tracking dirt into his lovely home, so she didn’t say anything at all as far as being self conscious. His home was beautiful and it made her feel… bad. By the time they got into the room where the pool was, she viewed the pool with interest. Then she glanced at him, “I hate to have to ask, but might I get something clean and warm to wear so I can wash my clothes properly?”
The girl was already itching to pull her clothes off and go into the water, but not with him there of course… Though he was easy enough to look at, it wouldn’t be proper to bathe in front of him. “That is to say, I thank you for allowing me to bathe and eat here, and I do not like to impose.” If her face wasn’t so dirty, he might be able to detect the blush, but it was obscured by said dirt.
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Raeran Daezumin
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: ???
Physical Description: A young-looking Elf of Usque. His complexion is fair, almost with a soft glow from the stark, bleached blond hair that flows smoothly down a strong back but falling just a few inches shy of the small of his back. He stands at an even six feet and weighs a bit over 210 lbs - thanks to the soft cut lines of muscle across his figure. His pointed ears are tall rather than short, and his eyes are a vivid, bright green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Plain clothes - thin and light hose and undershirt, comfortable tunic and trousers, sturdy boots, occasionally a rather intricate travel cloak - a pride as it was sewn by his mother with painstaking care, with soft cotton and laced with spider silk to keep warmth in and water and cold out.
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Post by Raeran Daezumin on Mar 23, 2020 8:30:28 GMT -8
Her words were so modest, and he couldn't help an awkward smile while he directed his eyes to the floor and the wall - out of his element with his guest. "Ah, right. I'm sure I can find something from my sisters' wardrobes that you can fit... maybe," he tacked on after a quick glance to the top of her head. "It might be a little long. But I'll find you something clean, I promise." He made a quick shuffle back to the steps and back to the door - stopping at the threshold as her words rang in his ears again.
"And you are not imposing, Miss Amia," he called back, hesitating outside the door as he debated a few moments on whether he should shut the door or not. He couldn't see her from the door, but would she feel exposed? Or would closing it make her feel trapped? He finally opted to leave it cracked open just a few inches as he moved on to his youngest sibling's room to sift through her closet for something that Amia might be able to wear without having to mend it too much to fit. He was feeling well out of his element with this stranger - he hadn't had visitors outside family in... years.
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Amia Deluth
Established
Roleplay posts: 42
Age: 18
Physical Description: She stands at an average height, with long red hair, a delicate freckled face, blue eyes, and noble bearing.
Clothes and Equipment: Silver Circlet
Silk Robes
Dagger
Slippers
Chain link girdle
Psaltery
Bag of herbs and medicinals
Registered: May 25, 2019 10:11:17 GMT -8
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Post by Amia Deluth on Mar 23, 2020 8:49:05 GMT -8
She did not wait too long to pull her clothes back off, they were stiff but dry by that time. She even pulled the dirty shift off. The water felt delightful after she touched the crystal he had indicated, and she found herself wanting to languish in the warmth after not having bathed in quite some time. She could feel the dirt just running off of her and taking away that horrible itching and the sour stench of body odor. At some point, she ducked under the surface of the water and went through the task of washing her hair until she felt all the grease and grime had been scrubbed from her scalp and locks.
By the time she was clean, she felt invigorated and happy again. The sound of her singing could probably be heard through the house if/when he found clothing for her, which was definitely a sign of her feeling better.
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Raeran Daezumin
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: ???
Physical Description: A young-looking Elf of Usque. His complexion is fair, almost with a soft glow from the stark, bleached blond hair that flows smoothly down a strong back but falling just a few inches shy of the small of his back. He stands at an even six feet and weighs a bit over 210 lbs - thanks to the soft cut lines of muscle across his figure. His pointed ears are tall rather than short, and his eyes are a vivid, bright green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Plain clothes - thin and light hose and undershirt, comfortable tunic and trousers, sturdy boots, occasionally a rather intricate travel cloak - a pride as it was sewn by his mother with painstaking care, with soft cotton and laced with spider silk to keep warmth in and water and cold out.
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Post by Raeran Daezumin on Mar 23, 2020 9:17:29 GMT -8
He was having more luck than he had expected. The youngest of all the siblings had been shorter than the rest by just a couple of inches, but it was better than nothing. There were still several simple gowns hanging in the wardrobe, slightly musty but at least the cedar crystal floating around inside kept most of the stale smell out. He found a comfortable summer dress in a pale green and a nicer, sleeved evening gown in a midnight blue, as well as a pair of grey, soft slippers for running around the house or even outside with a slightly thicker sole. The more he looked, however, the more it became apparent... what would be appropriate?
Raeran felt completely out of place at this point, his mind running around in circles. He hadn't had to tend after his sisters in years! He cut his losses with the two he pulled and the shoes and returned to the door to the bath. He stopped himself from opening the door after remembering that she was actually... bathing. He turned and pressed his back to the wall of the corridor and hesitated on calling out. Her voice carried up from the bath, a lovely sound like his mother when she used to sing in the afternoons. It brought a warm smile to his face as he listened and remembered. He couldn't bring himself to interrupt her, and just stood there to enjoy her singing.
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Amia Deluth
Established
Roleplay posts: 42
Age: 18
Physical Description: She stands at an average height, with long red hair, a delicate freckled face, blue eyes, and noble bearing.
Clothes and Equipment: Silver Circlet
Silk Robes
Dagger
Slippers
Chain link girdle
Psaltery
Bag of herbs and medicinals
Registered: May 25, 2019 10:11:17 GMT -8
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Post by Amia Deluth on Mar 27, 2020 4:42:05 GMT -8
It wouldn't be long before yawns would break up the singing. Goodness, she was so tired! But she was clean, gloriously scrubbed from scalp to sole. The freckled beauty left the pool and toweled herself off with one towel, wrapped that one about her slightly underweight frame, and then began the task of drying the mop of red hair she was lamenting over because it was matted in places and she would possibly have to cut it. Oh well, she then thought because it would grow back and she was grateful to have it clean.
She set the second towel aside and sat down where she could, her legs off to one side almost mermaid like, and she began the arduous task of trying to untangle the locks. She started to sing again to keep her mind occupied whilst her fingers encountered the knots.
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Raeran Daezumin
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: ???
Physical Description: A young-looking Elf of Usque. His complexion is fair, almost with a soft glow from the stark, bleached blond hair that flows smoothly down a strong back but falling just a few inches shy of the small of his back. He stands at an even six feet and weighs a bit over 210 lbs - thanks to the soft cut lines of muscle across his figure. His pointed ears are tall rather than short, and his eyes are a vivid, bright green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Plain clothes - thin and light hose and undershirt, comfortable tunic and trousers, sturdy boots, occasionally a rather intricate travel cloak - a pride as it was sewn by his mother with painstaking care, with soft cotton and laced with spider silk to keep warmth in and water and cold out.
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Post by Raeran Daezumin on Mar 27, 2020 7:19:18 GMT -8
When the yawns broke her singing Raeran was able to regain some sense of reality. He was still holding the two dressed and the slippers in hand, and she was still in the baths just inside the door. He didn't step beyond the threshold but leaned in a bit to ensure his voice carried.
"Um... I found a couple of things for you," he announced. "I, I don't know how well they will fit or if you like them, but I thought it was a start. Can... can, uh, do you want me to come in?"
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Amia Deluth
Established
Roleplay posts: 42
Age: 18
Physical Description: She stands at an average height, with long red hair, a delicate freckled face, blue eyes, and noble bearing.
Clothes and Equipment: Silver Circlet
Silk Robes
Dagger
Slippers
Chain link girdle
Psaltery
Bag of herbs and medicinals
Registered: May 25, 2019 10:11:17 GMT -8
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Post by Amia Deluth on Mar 30, 2020 5:17:24 GMT -8
"Let me dress first," she said with a blush staining her freshly scrubbed cheeks. Assuming he put the clothes down, she would quickly pad over and pick up the clothes. She wasted no time, picking the first gown she grabbed and pulling clothes on. She put her feet into the slippers and sighed. "It is safe now."
She would stand there with her hands folded in front of her, her untamed mane curling around her shoulders. The girl was a freckle faced beauty now that her skin was scrubbed clean. Her hair was starting to dry and turn into the color of flames as opposed to the muddy color it had looked like, and she looked every inch the lady.
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Raeran Daezumin
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: ???
Physical Description: A young-looking Elf of Usque. His complexion is fair, almost with a soft glow from the stark, bleached blond hair that flows smoothly down a strong back but falling just a few inches shy of the small of his back. He stands at an even six feet and weighs a bit over 210 lbs - thanks to the soft cut lines of muscle across his figure. His pointed ears are tall rather than short, and his eyes are a vivid, bright green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Plain clothes - thin and light hose and undershirt, comfortable tunic and trousers, sturdy boots, occasionally a rather intricate travel cloak - a pride as it was sewn by his mother with painstaking care, with soft cotton and laced with spider silk to keep warmth in and water and cold out.
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Post by Raeran Daezumin on Apr 6, 2020 22:01:50 GMT -8
He was able to remember how to breathe after she called to him that it was safe to enter. He descended the shallow steps and caught his breath when he saw Amia after a proper cleaning, rather impressed that the clothes fit quite well. It seemed she was just about his youngest sister's size.
But what caught him off guard was how lovely she looked - like something from a human's fairy tale book. A princess or a noble woman, despite the offset of the rather plain clothes. Something about her hair made his heart pace just a bit faster, though he couldn't place as to why. She was a fair maiden, but this begged the question as to what she was doing in Usque?
Raeran quietly cleared his throat and his ears perked a little higher as he offered another easy smile. "How do you feel?" he asked, hoping she felt as well as she looked now.
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Amia Deluth
Established
Roleplay posts: 42
Age: 18
Physical Description: She stands at an average height, with long red hair, a delicate freckled face, blue eyes, and noble bearing.
Clothes and Equipment: Silver Circlet
Silk Robes
Dagger
Slippers
Chain link girdle
Psaltery
Bag of herbs and medicinals
Registered: May 25, 2019 10:11:17 GMT -8
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Post by Amia Deluth on Apr 8, 2020 5:39:14 GMT -8
"I feel much better... I cannot thank you enough," she said softly, smoothing her pale hands over the fabric of the blessedly clean clothing. "I do not remember the last time I was able to take a bath. I am grateful to have gotten to take one now." The whole time she spoke, she spoke slow enough for him to be able to understand. Her eyes met his then and she gave a smile. It was her turn to lapse into silence as she peered at him for more than just a moment. She had never seen an elf before this, Vessia was not a hospitable place for creatures like that. She was fascinated by him.
She approached then, and she cleared her throat, "I will try not to tarry here too long... I confess that I have no place to go, but I am certain I will find my way. I have been traveling for long enough to be tired of walking."
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Raeran Daezumin
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Age: ???
Physical Description: A young-looking Elf of Usque. His complexion is fair, almost with a soft glow from the stark, bleached blond hair that flows smoothly down a strong back but falling just a few inches shy of the small of his back. He stands at an even six feet and weighs a bit over 210 lbs - thanks to the soft cut lines of muscle across his figure. His pointed ears are tall rather than short, and his eyes are a vivid, bright green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Plain clothes - thin and light hose and undershirt, comfortable tunic and trousers, sturdy boots, occasionally a rather intricate travel cloak - a pride as it was sewn by his mother with painstaking care, with soft cotton and laced with spider silk to keep warmth in and water and cold out.
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Post by Raeran Daezumin on Apr 12, 2020 7:00:42 GMT -8
When she stepped in his direction he took a hurried two steps backwards and almost tripped on the first step despite it's low placement. He recovered and made his way back up the stairs to clear the way and invited her back upstairs to the rest of the house. "Uh, of course," he replied hurriedly. "You, you are more than welcome to stay a short while if you wish - my sisters' rooms haven't been used in years. I'm certain none of them would mind if you slept in a bed.
"But... I hope I do not offend, but where will you go if you have no place to go? What brought you to Usque?" he inquired, his pointed ears perking up with his curiosity.
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Amia Deluth
Established
Roleplay posts: 42
Age: 18
Physical Description: She stands at an average height, with long red hair, a delicate freckled face, blue eyes, and noble bearing.
Clothes and Equipment: Silver Circlet
Silk Robes
Dagger
Slippers
Chain link girdle
Psaltery
Bag of herbs and medicinals
Registered: May 25, 2019 10:11:17 GMT -8
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Post by Amia Deluth on Apr 12, 2020 18:09:46 GMT -8
A bed... he offered a bed. Amia could have wept for joy of the very thought of sleeping in a bed. She gave a smile, one that lit up her face with genuine happiness. "I... thank you. I would love to borrow a bed for a time." She paused and let him speak. She shook her head then and said, "I don't know where I will go..." she trailed off as she followed him through his home.
"I was being forced to marry a frightening man," she continued after a moment, her voice soft. "I couldn't do it."
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