Kalen Half-Blood
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Roleplay posts: 13
Registered: Nov 27, 2020 16:18:54 GMT -8
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Post by Kalen Half-Blood on Dec 2, 2020 17:59:12 GMT -8
Len might have been a bit disappointed when her new potential friend didn't follow her into the village. Considering he didn't even say goodbye she might think that he had no plans to follow up on her offer. At least, not until the following morning where, as she started her preparations to start the day's baked goods, she might spot someone waiting patiently outside the door for her. A new set of broad shoulders still unfamiliar but still quite recognizable thanks to the distinctive ranger garb.
If she went to check she would find Kalen sitting next to her door, the sun upon the horizon. A bundle of furs, from various animals, bundled next to him and a basket filled to the brim with wild flowers. Which she may recognize as the same kind she'd been picking the day before.
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Eleniel Windsong
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Roleplay posts: 380
Age: 208
Physical Description: As with many Elves, Eleniel is not terribly tall; at an unimpressive 5'4", she is, like most of her race, slender and fine-boned, with delicate, beautiful features. She also possesses the characteristic pointed ears of the Elves. Her hair is long, usually falling unrestrained to her hips, and is a shade of golden-blonde. Her eyes are grey, but not cool, as they are often filled with warmth, friendliness, and other positive emotions.
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Clothes and Equipment: Pertaining to her wardrobe, Eleniel is a study in contrasts. She thinks nothing of wearing a dress one day, then running around in tunic and breeches the next. She carries with her frequently a bow and quiver of green-and-white fletched arrows, and her rapier.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 17, 2016 10:49:22 GMT -8
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Post by Eleniel Windsong on Dec 2, 2020 18:29:14 GMT -8
Len emerged from the back room of the bakery with a large tray in her arms, loaded down with fresh loaves of bread. When she set the tray down and paused to wipe sweat from her brow, she saw something outside the large glass window that displayed her wares, and froze. There was someone out there. Curious, she approached and turned the lock, then pulled the door open and poked her head out.
To her surprise, there sat Kalen. Immediately, a smile appeared, and she stepped out, absently brushing flour from her pale blue skirts.
"Kalen! I wasn't expecting to see you so soon, but it's a welcome surprise. Come inside. Have you eaten this morning?"
The woman was an effusive bundle of cheer, and she left the door open as she swept back inside and around behind the counter, intent on feeding the ranger if he hadn't already had breakfast. Len loved feeding people. It was why she'd decided to leave behind the ranger life and become a baker, after all.
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Kalen Half-Blood
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Roleplay posts: 13
Registered: Nov 27, 2020 16:18:54 GMT -8
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Post by Kalen Half-Blood on Dec 2, 2020 18:44:49 GMT -8
Kalen looks up when the door opens. Any chance of him actually saying anything in greeting pretty much out the window as she began chattering. The big man couldn't have kept up with her if he wanted to but he does get to his feet and follow her into the bakery. He leaves his bundle of furs by the door as she all but bounced around the room. One quick look would reveal that is simply standing there looking awkward and overwhelmed.
"Yes."
He says in simple answer to her question.
"I came to sell my furs. I thought that people would need them sooner rather than later."
To explain why he was there so early and so soon.
"I just came to..."
He trails off and comes to the counter and leaves the basket of wildflowers on it.
"For your kindness. I thought you might like or need more."
He shifts awkwardly at this clearly the big man wanted to bolt, he was clearly quite anxious. Still, she might understand that he had taken her offer to heart and was doing his best. But a lifetime of learned behaviour was not so easily forgotten. He was trying to recipocate her sentiment despite his extreme social anxiety.
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Eleniel Windsong
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 380
Age: 208
Physical Description: As with many Elves, Eleniel is not terribly tall; at an unimpressive 5'4", she is, like most of her race, slender and fine-boned, with delicate, beautiful features. She also possesses the characteristic pointed ears of the Elves. Her hair is long, usually falling unrestrained to her hips, and is a shade of golden-blonde. Her eyes are grey, but not cool, as they are often filled with warmth, friendliness, and other positive emotions.
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Clothes and Equipment: Pertaining to her wardrobe, Eleniel is a study in contrasts. She thinks nothing of wearing a dress one day, then running around in tunic and breeches the next. She carries with her frequently a bow and quiver of green-and-white fletched arrows, and her rapier.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 17, 2016 10:49:22 GMT -8
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Post by Eleniel Windsong on Dec 2, 2020 19:15:53 GMT -8
Hearing that he had already eaten didn't deter the petite elf. If anything, she paused only to consider, before turning in a different direction. She stopped, however, when he trailed off, and looked at him curiously. The basket of flowers placed upon the counter made her eyes widen, and then they flicked up to him, before a wide smile spread across her face.
"More snowdrops! Thank you. They're my favorite, and I love to decorate with them. That's very thoughtful of you."
That action seemed to decide her, and after a moment, she disappeared into the back room. Moments later, she returned with several vases, and a small box, wrapped carefully in twine and brown paper. This, she set on the counter, and pushed toward him, before beginning to gather the flowers from the basket and deposit them into the small mismatched vases.
"A gift for a gift. That's my special almond cake with vanilla buttercream and white chocolate curls."
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Kalen Half-Blood
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Roleplay posts: 13
Registered: Nov 27, 2020 16:18:54 GMT -8
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Post by Kalen Half-Blood on Dec 3, 2020 16:52:19 GMT -8
Kalen was a bit surprised when she vanished into the back and when she returned a moment later with her bundle of objects he blinks slowly. The gift is stared at but not touched and he is silent for several very long moments before he says quite softly.
"The flowers were for the bread."
Well, more for her kindness in general but he was trying to communicate his confusion. How could it be a gift for a gift, when he'd brought the flowers because she'd given Voja a gift. It was hard for him to make sense of this decision.
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Eleniel Windsong
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 380
Age: 208
Physical Description: As with many Elves, Eleniel is not terribly tall; at an unimpressive 5'4", she is, like most of her race, slender and fine-boned, with delicate, beautiful features. She also possesses the characteristic pointed ears of the Elves. Her hair is long, usually falling unrestrained to her hips, and is a shade of golden-blonde. Her eyes are grey, but not cool, as they are often filled with warmth, friendliness, and other positive emotions.
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Clothes and Equipment: Pertaining to her wardrobe, Eleniel is a study in contrasts. She thinks nothing of wearing a dress one day, then running around in tunic and breeches the next. She carries with her frequently a bow and quiver of green-and-white fletched arrows, and her rapier.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 17, 2016 10:49:22 GMT -8
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Post by Eleniel Windsong on Dec 3, 2020 18:00:22 GMT -8
"Well, I was planning to give you the cake anyway. Friends don't keep track of gifts between them. It's not a competition."
Her tone was teasing, but there was a warm gleam in her eyes as she slotted the flowers into their little vases, leaving them scattered here and there for effect. The bakery was already a warm, welcoming place, but the flowers brightened it up, and perfumed the air with a delicate scent. Soon enough, she was coming around the counter with a flaky strawberry-filled croissant in one hand, taking a bite out of it as she approached him.
"You'll soon learn I'm an easy friend to have. The pleasure of your company and conversation is enough for me."
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Kalen Half-Blood
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Roleplay posts: 13
Registered: Nov 27, 2020 16:18:54 GMT -8
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Post by Kalen Half-Blood on Dec 3, 2020 18:53:05 GMT -8
"I'm not good at conversation."
He says as he eyes the package she has laid before him for a moment.
"I will try. I have to go though, the general store is open now."
He reaches out and takes the little parcel in his hands, pauses, then he bows awkwardly.
"Thank you."
Then he retreats out the door scooping up his bundle of furs and walking away. She would not see him again for another week but she did see him again and in the same position. Sitting outside of her bakery waiting for her to open the doors. He had another bundle of furs and another basket of snowdrops. He had also, apparently, kept the box the pastry had come in and he had cleaned that and it was in the basket with the snowdrops.
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Eleniel Windsong
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 380
Age: 208
Physical Description: As with many Elves, Eleniel is not terribly tall; at an unimpressive 5'4", she is, like most of her race, slender and fine-boned, with delicate, beautiful features. She also possesses the characteristic pointed ears of the Elves. Her hair is long, usually falling unrestrained to her hips, and is a shade of golden-blonde. Her eyes are grey, but not cool, as they are often filled with warmth, friendliness, and other positive emotions.
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Clothes and Equipment: Pertaining to her wardrobe, Eleniel is a study in contrasts. She thinks nothing of wearing a dress one day, then running around in tunic and breeches the next. She carries with her frequently a bow and quiver of green-and-white fletched arrows, and her rapier.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 17, 2016 10:49:22 GMT -8
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Post by Eleniel Windsong on Dec 4, 2020 17:49:42 GMT -8
"You don't have to be good at it for me to enjoy it. Have a good day, Kalen."
She waved him off with a grin, then went back to her work with a spring in her step, humming merrily. Every morning, she checked outside her shop when she opened up to see if he was there. And every day, she was mildly disappointed not to see him. Which meant that when she did, her grin rivaled the sun for brilliance.
"Hello again, Kalen. I was starting to think you weren't coming back. Come on in."
She flitted back inside, leaving the door unlocked for him to enter, and immediately disappeared into the back room. She returned moments later with another little parcel, which she placed on the counter quite indicatively.
"Lemon cake with honey cream. How have you been? Had any adventures? Did you like my cake?"
Resting her elbows on the counter, she dropped her chin into her upturned hands and looked at him with a curious expression, awaiting answers to her questions.
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Kalen Half-Blood
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Roleplay posts: 13
Registered: Nov 27, 2020 16:18:54 GMT -8
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Post by Kalen Half-Blood on Dec 5, 2020 16:30:21 GMT -8
Eleniel's comment as she greeted him made him shift uncomfortably.
"Should I have returned sooner?"
He says sounding quite worried that he had already screwed this up. He had assumed she would be fine with him returning when he came back to trade more furs. It had taken him a week to trap, skin, and prepare the furs he had so now he was here. Her smile seemed sincere but he'd seen many fake smiles in the past that he thought looked honest. Perhaps she was just hiding her annoyance at him for taking so long?
Before his worries can make him flee she hits him with far too many questions at once and it takes him several moments to process them. Though they did, at least, keep him from bolting once more.
"I have been fine. I had a run-in with a bear. The cake was very good."
There is a very long beat before he realizes something.
"...How have you been?"
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Eleniel Windsong
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 380
Age: 208
Physical Description: As with many Elves, Eleniel is not terribly tall; at an unimpressive 5'4", she is, like most of her race, slender and fine-boned, with delicate, beautiful features. She also possesses the characteristic pointed ears of the Elves. Her hair is long, usually falling unrestrained to her hips, and is a shade of golden-blonde. Her eyes are grey, but not cool, as they are often filled with warmth, friendliness, and other positive emotions.
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Clothes and Equipment: Pertaining to her wardrobe, Eleniel is a study in contrasts. She thinks nothing of wearing a dress one day, then running around in tunic and breeches the next. She carries with her frequently a bow and quiver of green-and-white fletched arrows, and her rapier.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 17, 2016 10:49:22 GMT -8
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Post by Eleniel Windsong on Dec 5, 2020 18:11:44 GMT -8
"I'll never say no to your company, frequent or otherwise, but I was just teasing you, Kalen. Don't worry about it."
Her smile was warm, much like her voice. He'd soon learn that Len was quite easy-going. Offending Len was nearly impossible, which made her the perfect friend for the antisocial ranger. She nodded in response to each of his answers, although her eyebrows curved up a bit at the mention of his close encounter of the ursine kind.
"I've been good. Business is picking up with more people moving into the village. And apparently some people who used to live in Gauldin remember my cakes, because I've been getting messages asking for them. Poor Ranith and Ryzith have had to fly out almost a dozen just since last week, but they seem to enjoy the work. I'm glad you enjoyed it, and I hope you'll like this one, too. So what happened with the bear? Was it a toothache? Poor things seem to have a problem with that, I've learned. Maybe it's their fondness for honey..."
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Kalen Half-Blood
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Roleplay posts: 13
Registered: Nov 27, 2020 16:18:54 GMT -8
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Post by Kalen Half-Blood on Dec 5, 2020 18:26:38 GMT -8
"Oh."
Kalen says frowning. Her being hard to offend was good but the teasing might be bad, at least, this early in their relationship. Since the man's experience with teasing mostly came from childhood bullying. It might occur to Len that she should ease into such things to avoid spooking him again.
"It was a mother bear and her cub. The cub had its head stuck in a hollow in a tree... there was a beehive in the tree."
So she wasn't totally wrong on the root cause of it.
"Voja had to distract the mother while I freed the cub."
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Eleniel Windsong
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 380
Age: 208
Physical Description: As with many Elves, Eleniel is not terribly tall; at an unimpressive 5'4", she is, like most of her race, slender and fine-boned, with delicate, beautiful features. She also possesses the characteristic pointed ears of the Elves. Her hair is long, usually falling unrestrained to her hips, and is a shade of golden-blonde. Her eyes are grey, but not cool, as they are often filled with warmth, friendliness, and other positive emotions.
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Clothes and Equipment: Pertaining to her wardrobe, Eleniel is a study in contrasts. She thinks nothing of wearing a dress one day, then running around in tunic and breeches the next. She carries with her frequently a bow and quiver of green-and-white fletched arrows, and her rapier.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 17, 2016 10:49:22 GMT -8
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Post by Eleniel Windsong on Dec 22, 2020 18:50:36 GMT -8
Len bit her lip, unable to silence a giggle.
"Oh, that poor baby. Cubs and honey are a dangerous mixture. I hope you and Voja weren't hurt?"
Her mirth faded almost immediately into concern as she said this, her gaze sweeping Kalen intently from head to toe, searching for injuries. She wasn't the best healer, but she knew the basics.
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Kalen Half-Blood
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Roleplay posts: 13
Registered: Nov 27, 2020 16:18:54 GMT -8
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Post by Kalen Half-Blood on Dec 22, 2020 19:39:05 GMT -8
"No, neither of us were harmed." He says with a shrug of his shoulders. "The bear was too distracted by the cub to get a proper swing in at Voja and Voja distracted the mother bear to stop her from getting to me. It was... tense." He says with another shrug. But he had managed without too much difficulty. Despite his trade as a trapper he did like animals and helping a mother reunite with its baby was worth the risk.
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