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 Apr 29, 2020 4:36:34 GMT -8
He found himself staring at her in silence for an awkward moment, realizing she was still very much pretty like a lady of court. He could feel a bit of warmth in his ears, likely coloring the pointed tips a little, so he shifted his attention once again. "Uh... I'm, I'm certain you'd like some supper. Let me put the saddles and things away and I'll get started on s-"
There was a soft, pulsing hum that caught his attention and made his ears twitch - it wasn't a terribly loud sound but it was relatively audible. It came from a ring that was lashed to his belt with a leather cord, decorated with small crystals no larger than his thumb in a couple of different colors. One of the gems was a milky white that seemed to cast a faint variety of color in lighting but was now flashing bright to dark and back as well as humming. He squinted at the gem before casting his attention for a brief moment across the fields to where the forest was becoming denser within the corral - the alarm of the gem wasn't a huge issue, but he would have to check it out soon.
"I'll, uh... get started on supper as soon as I'm done. If you want, you passed the kitchen on your left - your right, now - when you came out here. You are more than welcome to help yourself to a snack in the meantime, and I'll try to get in as quickly as possible."
No sooner as the words left his mouth, the stallion responsible for throwing him to the ground had trotted up right behind him and bopped him hard with his snout in the back of the head in an impatient manner - likely upset for still being in that unwanted equipment.
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Amia Deluth
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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 29, 2020 15:30:50 GMT -8
"I would very much like something to eat," was her reply. She took his stare for admiration and almost wanted to preen. She hadn't paid attention to such things before, but the more she was around him, the more she liked him and the more she thought he should pay attention to her. Ahh, such was the mind of young lady.
"Thank you," she said in regards to finding a snack. She gave a slow grin, rocked on her feet for a second as she regarded him with awkward admiration right back. Except, she did not blush. She then turned on heel and flounced off to go get food.
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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 Apr 29, 2020 19:17:26 GMT -8
She was... quite a lovely human, even in her accent. She was unique, exotic, and beautiful. The bump from the horse was the only thing that reminded him that he wasn't nose deep into a fairy tale book. He watched her shuffle away before turning his attention to the wanting animal to relieve him of the burden. After leading the animal to the wide barn and removing the saddle to put it all away he hurried back to the house, making a mental note to check out the trees later if the gems remained quiet.
Raeran finally appeared in the kitchen and moved to the counter, where there was a plain sink set with a blue-green gem in the bottom - a swipe of his hand over it made it glow and the sink filled with cool water, which allowed him to wash up before moving around the kitchen to look for a meal for his guest - careful to dance around her if she was still in the kitchen. A look through the cupboards and cabinets reminded him that he was running short of meats, which was part of the reason he needed to go into town. BUT he found that he still had a variety of fresh produce - quite a bit of fruit - and the honey jars were still relatively full. Maybe he might try something simple and sweet with a bit of the remaining venison for protein.
"How do you feel about honey and fruit?"
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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 May 1, 2020 17:08:06 GMT -8
She was busy munching on buttered bread by the time he returned from dealing with the horse he was trying to break. Honestly, it had been a long time since she had tasted something so simple as that. When asked about her feelings on fruit and honey, she said, "I would like that!" Now fruit would be a delicacy to her at this time because that was another thing she had been missing out on in the months that she had been on her own.
"Thank you... for everything," she went on to say and then popped the last bit of bread into her mouth. She watched curiously as he made water come out of a contraption she had never seen, and the food nearly dropped out of her mouth. "Was that... magic?"
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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 May 3, 2020 7:03:42 GMT -8
The question turned his head, and he followed her gaze to the sink before letting out a bashful laugh. "Ah, yeah. I'm sorry - it's commonplace for me. I forget that this isn't something most foreigners see." He moved over to the fire pit for cooking, which had the actual pit lined with slightly red crystals that were short but fat as to avoid sticking up too far from the pit. However he moved to take that last few pieces of the venison on the cooking stone slabs suspended over the pit and have them put on a plate to set on the counter near Amia. "Feel free to munch on those a bit.
He dived into cupboards looking for a shallow sauce pan to set on the crystals directly, and he tapped the gems to watch them light up a vivid red - and within minutes they were giving off a fiery warmth to heat the pan. "I use power gems all around the house and the ranch. Marvelous technology of the Dwarves, it is," he chuckled, dropping a couple slivers of butter into the pan for the moment.
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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 May 6, 2020 16:50:08 GMT -8
"Magic in Vessia... is forbidden," she said softly. Her eyes seemed to stare in a far off kind of way, and she continued speaking in that manner as well, "My papa would have dispatched me if only he knew." Her eyes settled on him, watched him as he moved about his kitchen to make her supper. When he presented the venison to her, she nodded and said, "Thank you."
The setup he had was impressive to her. "I have never seen a dwarf before to learn such technology. What are they like?"
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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 May 6, 2020 18:01:39 GMT -8
Magic forbidden? The concept was insane and it made him shake his head.
"The Dwarves? Ah, I've only met a few in passing in the shops - they're a gruff, hearty bunch. Beards. Rough hands. But they are an innovative group. I've often thought about wandering their old cities underground, to see what all is there, but I leave that to my sister," he laughed. "I just use the crystal technology up here."
He went quiet for a moment before he glanced over to her. "You say that magic is forbidden where you come from, but what do you think of it?"
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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 May 7, 2020 7:19:40 GMT -8
She listened to his explanation about the dwarves and nodded. Mia had seen artworks depicting such creatures and imagined them not to be too far off the mark. However, she had not known that they were gruff or otherwise, art could only depict so much. She peered at him in thoughtful silence.
When he asked his question, she looked down. "I think it is despicable that one could be executed for something they were born to do." She took a piece of meat and popped it into her mouth, then another. After a minute or two, she continued, "I don't understand why magic is forbidden." There was more that was left unsaid, it would be easy enough to discern.
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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 May 8, 2020 6:30:35 GMT -8
The pan was hot and the butter melting, so his next step was to quickly slice up some apples and pears to toss into the pan with some honey and a bit of sugar and spices for a kick with the sweet.
"Magic use is punished by execution?" he gawked, his ears pointing back much like an animal that was annoyed or angry. "Vessia sounds like a very medieval place," he grumbled. "Very dark and primitive. I say you are doing better being away from there."
After a couple of moments he realized that he shouldn't speak ill of her home, no matter what he personally thought. "... I'm sorry. That was rude of me."
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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 May 22, 2020 16:59:12 GMT -8
She looked away, "He would have killed me." That was enough said as she finally more than just hinted that there was something more to her than some simpering maiden. "You were telling the truth, not being rude." She was no longer eating, her stomach churned at the thought of food right then because the topic was a sensitive one and she wasn't sure exactly what to say.
"Execution for something one cannot help is vile."
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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 Jun 9, 2020 7:13:18 GMT -8
Raeran could only go quiet at this point. Despite Amia being a complete stranger, her account made him angry - not at her, but at what she had endured. He clamped his jaw shut to avoid barking out anything crude and focused on the food.
Within a few more minutes he was certain that the fruit was soft and sugars had caramelized nicely to the apples and pears. He moved from the pit to a cupboard for a pair of bowls and spoons - and then his ears twitched noticeably when he heard a very faint chime like a tiny bell. It brought a small smile back to his lips as his eyes flicked to the small window above the sink. The two bowls became three though the third was very small, like a little sauce bowl. The bowls sat on the edge of the pit and he scooped out the fruits into the two larger ones before nudging a couple of soft apple slices into the tiny one - and made sure that all three had a supple glaze of warm, spiced honey drizzled all over.
The pan disappeared to the sink and he managed to carry all three bowls as he nodded out the doorway to the small dining room across the hall. "Let's sit down and eat - I just hope you like it." He set the two larger bowls down on either side of a corner of the square table so they would be close, but the tiny bowl went to the complete opposite corner - and he took a moment to crack open a two-pane window to let in the cool evening air.
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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 Jun 15, 2020 5:44:03 GMT -8
She sat with him and looked down at her food. Her stomach was in knots after she told her account. He had gone through the trouble of making it, however, and she took a few bites. It was delicious. "Mmmm," she hummed honestly and took another bite, finding comfort in the fruit. "Thank you for your hospitality," she said softly as she regarded the elf with a smile. "This is delicious." She glanced over curiously at where he placed the small bowl to see what it was for.
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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 Jul 28, 2020 5:48:05 GMT -8
A gentle smile tugged at his lips with a satisfied grin as she praised the food. It was a simple thing, but he was happy that she enjoyed it.
"You know... you don't have to keep thanking me," he chuckled before savoring a bite from his own bowl. "I'm happy to help, and what kind of person would I be if I took you into my home but did nothing to care for you?"
The subtle bell jingled again, and there was movement at the window. Two tiny figures pranced with delicate steps on the sill outside the panes. They were... tiny humans? The creatures were, perhaps, around eight inches in height but very much exceptionally small female human forms - save for the thin but long pairs of translucent wings on their backs. Both of them sport wild, short hair styles in one blonde and one pink with tiny clothes to preserve a sliver of their modesty - seemingly made from vibrant leaves and impossibly small thread.
The only sounds they made were a series of chimes and bells when they fluttered their wings and moved about, even when their lips moved - but no distinguishable words. They fluttered into house, watching Amia with caution as they scampered over to the small bowl and climbed onto the edge to begin nibbling on the apple slices.
Raeran just smiled at them with a cheerful greeting of "Hello, ladies".
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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 Nov 20, 2020 10:49:57 GMT -8
She watched with fascination as the tiny creatures appeared in the window. Faeries? Pixies? Something she had only ever heard about. Amia darted her gaze back to Raeran and she tilted her head, "I can't help but to thank you," she paused and then gestured gently toward the tiny beings. "Faeries?" asked the redhead with curiosity.
At that point, she bent down a little to get a closer look, her eyes wide with wonder as she examined the wings of the pink haired one. "They are very pretty," she added softly. Then she straightened up and began to nibble some more at the fruit. Her belly was no longer hurting with hunger.
The day seemed to be bringing lots of good things... First a new friend, then a bath and sleep to boot... and now little creatures that seemed to be friendly toward her host.
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