Ganymede Galaii
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The Muse of Merry-Making
Roleplay posts: 219 
Age: Any one she wants.
Physical Description: She takes a humanoid appearance, with long hair, nails, and eyes that changes colors depending on the mood she's in (usually found in some sort of periwinkle, lilac hue, tho). She usually takes a lush, hourglass-shaped feminine form.
Clothes and Equipment: Ganymede is always dressed in daring and bold fashion choices -- if she's in a good mood. If she's in a bad mood, she'll usually be clothed in dark and somber colors. She dresses according to the way she feels -- or according to the theme of her latest party.
Registered: Mar 15, 2017 13:43:35 GMT -8
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Post by Ganymede Galaii on Apr 27, 2017 13:36:49 GMT -8
 Located not far from the Food Court is a roped off area beneath some tents. You'll most likely hear bawdy singing and a request for more ale, along with pleading requests to the Misses that runs this Ale garden. There's a few different flavors on top, and all of them cost the same, darling. You can pay extra to receive a kiss from Heidi the Ale Queen, however~ Tankard of Ale - 4 Silvers (comes with a Prospernalia Tankard)
Refill - 3 Silvers
 
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Ale Garden posts are not DM'd, and are meant purely for roleplay aesthetic.
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Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan
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Roleplay posts: 183
Physical Description: Bella is average height for a dwarf, around four and a half feet tall, with the broad shoulders and powerful frame common to her race. Her long, dark hair is usually pulled back in thick braids. Most would consider her face somewhere between "cute" and "pretty," or a mix of both, with deep green eyes and freckles often accented by streaks of soot from her work in the forge.
Clothes and Equipment:
At work, which is most of the time, Bella wears sturdy, practical clothing, with heavy gloves and apron to protect her from sparks and other dangers of the forge. Even away from work, she usually has tools tucked away in the various pockets and pouches of her clothing.
Registered: Apr 12, 2017 16:25:27 GMT -8
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Post by Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan on Apr 27, 2017 21:32:55 GMT -8
The merry dwarf ducked into the Ale Garden, carrying a skewer of meat and vegetables she had picked up along the way. Her laughter carried through the crowd, even with the drunken singing. The enchantment in her festival dress seemed to work even better on the drinkers than it had on the rest of the revelers, a wave a laughter rolling through the crowd like ripples in a pond wherever she went.
A few familiar faces in the crowd caught her eye and received personal greetings and well-wishes in between the more general ones she offered to each stranger that made eye contact. As she made her way to the bar, Bella hooked her arm with a passerby and danced a little step with him, then switched partners and had a turn with Kelly, then skipped on again.
She bought herself and @banditkelly each a tankard, and blushed furiously at the offer of a kiss from Heidi.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2017 22:06:44 GMT -8
Kelly rolled her eyes at Heidi's advances before milking her drink. Now that they had a moment, maybe she would be able to learn more about Bella.
"So, uh.." Kelly started as soon as Heidi left, "When did you start training as a blacksmith? I'm guessing it was a family business, right?"
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Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Physical Description: Bella is average height for a dwarf, around four and a half feet tall, with the broad shoulders and powerful frame common to her race. Her long, dark hair is usually pulled back in thick braids. Most would consider her face somewhere between "cute" and "pretty," or a mix of both, with deep green eyes and freckles often accented by streaks of soot from her work in the forge.
Clothes and Equipment:
At work, which is most of the time, Bella wears sturdy, practical clothing, with heavy gloves and apron to protect her from sparks and other dangers of the forge. Even away from work, she usually has tools tucked away in the various pockets and pouches of her clothing.
Registered: Apr 12, 2017 16:25:27 GMT -8
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Post by Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan on Apr 27, 2017 22:57:39 GMT -8
She sipped from her drink, finding a pair of seats for the two of them. Three, if you counted the plush dragon, which wasn’t actually much smaller than Bella. “Oh, yes. My family has been smiths for as long as anyone can remember. At least twenty generations. Probably more. There isn’t a first Khorudan smith that we can find in the histories.”
Bella laughed and reached over to give @banditkelly a friendly clap on the shoulder, squeezing gently as she paused to take another drink. “My Da says I was born with a hammer in my hand. I started learning the family trade almost before I learned to walk. He taught me everything he knew how to teach, then he started hiring everyone he could find to teach what he didn’t. Even the elves, if you can believe it. Believe you me, that cost him a pretty penny.”
The smith raised her tankard towards the north in a salute towards her distant family, then took a deeper drink. “I tried to give him money back for it once, but he wouldn’t have it. Said it is a father’s duty and honor to provide, and as long as he could lift a hammer still, he wouldn’t take a copper penny from the likes of me. Good man, my Da… and you? What about your family?”
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 7:50:38 GMT -8
Kelly smiled to herself as Bella spoke. Although stereotypical of a dwarf to be a blacksmith, something about hearing Bella's passion for the family trade warmed her up inside. She wondered if she'd ever find something she was that dedicated to as she sipped her drink.
"I'm from a family of farmers," She said after swallowing, "Nothing really that great about me. We lived in a small town north of here and made a living selling beets and cabbage. Thing is, when I was 12 there was an attack."
She put the cup down and looked to the table.
"A giant red dragon swept in and set the village on fire. I don't know how I made it out but I was the only one not made of ash by the end of it. The last thing I remember is that red bastard slamming down in front of town hall and knocking over the building while the remaining villagers desperately tried to attack him with pitchforks and hammers. He didn't even care they were hitting him, it was like pelting him with gentle gusts of air.
"He pulled something shiny from the ruins of town hall, a sword I think...it was hard to tell, really, but it looked like something dragons would steal. I had to run afterwards and I haven't been back since. I've been on my own since then. Doing odd jobs to get by, all that. Working for you is the first real job I've had now that I think about it."
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Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Physical Description: Bella is average height for a dwarf, around four and a half feet tall, with the broad shoulders and powerful frame common to her race. Her long, dark hair is usually pulled back in thick braids. Most would consider her face somewhere between "cute" and "pretty," or a mix of both, with deep green eyes and freckles often accented by streaks of soot from her work in the forge.
Clothes and Equipment:
At work, which is most of the time, Bella wears sturdy, practical clothing, with heavy gloves and apron to protect her from sparks and other dangers of the forge. Even away from work, she usually has tools tucked away in the various pockets and pouches of her clothing.
Registered: Apr 12, 2017 16:25:27 GMT -8
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Post by Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan on Apr 28, 2017 8:37:43 GMT -8
Bella’s expression dropped slightly at that. The news that Kelly had lost her family perhaps explained a few things, but her mind wasn’t on that at the moment. “I am sorry to hear that. I can’t imagine what must have been like for you.” She pat Kelly’s knee, nodding slowly for a moment, then took another sip of her ale.
“Well. Let’s turn the conversation to happier subjects, shall we? And maybe I should let you choose so I don’t make an ass of myself again.” Bella leaned over, bumping her shoulder against Kelly’s with a self-deprecating chuckle.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 8:40:34 GMT -8
She snickered and shook her head.
"You haven't done that. I've really enjoyed the time here so far, it's been a welcome relief. Just a couple days ago I had my savings stolen by sahagin and shot with diseased arrows by a goblin barbarian. Being at a festival with someone as bea- as upbeat as you is all I need."
She ordered another drink and downed hers.
"Go ahead! Ask me anything you like, I won't get upset."
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Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Physical Description: Bella is average height for a dwarf, around four and a half feet tall, with the broad shoulders and powerful frame common to her race. Her long, dark hair is usually pulled back in thick braids. Most would consider her face somewhere between "cute" and "pretty," or a mix of both, with deep green eyes and freckles often accented by streaks of soot from her work in the forge.
Clothes and Equipment:
At work, which is most of the time, Bella wears sturdy, practical clothing, with heavy gloves and apron to protect her from sparks and other dangers of the forge. Even away from work, she usually has tools tucked away in the various pockets and pouches of her clothing.
Registered: Apr 12, 2017 16:25:27 GMT -8
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Post by Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan on Apr 28, 2017 9:18:37 GMT -8
Bella smiled warmly and bumped against Kelly again. If she noticed the slip, she didn’t mention it, taking another sip from her tankard. “Sounds like you had a rough patch here. Lady Luck is a fickle one, though, isn’t she? New year, new beginnings, they say. Now is the perfect time for things to turn around.”
The dwarf gave another merry laugh, then waved to a passing barmaid for a pair of refills. “If you’ve been a wanderer so long, how do you feel about settling down here in Isra for a while? Is it scary, or is it comforting to maybe find a solid home again?”
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 9:24:24 GMT -8
"Comforting, but I don't have a home here yet. I have a small camp on the outskirts of Isra right now until I get enough money for an actual house. Having a dragon swallow one of your chests as payment to get you off an island riddled with shooting star impacts tends to...no pun intended, eat up your funds." Kelly said as she tried to get closer to Bella. She leaned onto the table to mask her efforts.
"I guess if I had something I was good at, it would be getting lost and exploring.....you mentioned some sort of guild, right? What if I started an adventuring guild that worked along side your blacksmithing? Adventurers always need weapons and armor, after all."
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The Sparrow
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 184
Physical Description: Golden-haired, silver eyes and a peach complexion, with a dancer's body (athletic, willowy, trim, long-legged). Rough calloused palms, with light scars scattered over her skin, ranging from old silver to fresh pink. Has tattoos of large swan wings on her back that seem as if they could spring from her skin at any moment.
Clothes and Equipment: She wears whatever clothes are necessary to blend in with her environment. For her nocturnal activities she wears an enchanted cloak and mask, dark boots and clothing, an enchanted dirk, and a small leather sack. She has a pendant of a green stone with gold filigree and chain that she wears around her neck, tucked into her clothes and a silver ring on her right hand.
Player's online availability : Every now and again
Registered: Sept 16, 2016 15:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by The Sparrow on Apr 28, 2017 9:31:06 GMT -8
The Sparrow and @totallynotadragon arrived on the scene, lovely, blonde wenches who were in need of a drink. They were hailed by men already fuzzy and laughing from hops, and Sparrow laughed.
She turned, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, toward Draga, and handed her the hobby horse. The Sparrow's wooden sword was tucked at her side. "I'll get us some tankards, you find us a seat."
And she went off to do just that.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 9:41:54 GMT -8
Draga took a seat as she watched Farrah wander away to get drinks for the two. it had been a long time she found a human like her before. She wondered who the two dragons were she had met before....admittedly Draga didn't know many dragons. She kept to herself most of the time and she didn't share the same sentiments they did.
For one thing, she loved humans. Their parties were the best! A part of her wished she was born a human so she could live closer to them without terrifying them on sight. She immediately shook the idea off because she remembered how much more powerful she was as is.
Was that enough for her, though? Being stronger and faster than a common man? Anyone could do that, humans weren't exactly the pinnacle of strength. They can't even live past 100 years most of the time! Yet they seemed to do more with that 100 years than most of her own kind did with 1000. Plus, what good was it to live longer than most cities have stood if you're alone the whole time?
Draga sat with her head on the table in contemplation by the time Farrah returned with drinks.
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Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Physical Description: Bella is average height for a dwarf, around four and a half feet tall, with the broad shoulders and powerful frame common to her race. Her long, dark hair is usually pulled back in thick braids. Most would consider her face somewhere between "cute" and "pretty," or a mix of both, with deep green eyes and freckles often accented by streaks of soot from her work in the forge.
Clothes and Equipment:
At work, which is most of the time, Bella wears sturdy, practical clothing, with heavy gloves and apron to protect her from sparks and other dangers of the forge. Even away from work, she usually has tools tucked away in the various pockets and pouches of her clothing.
Registered: Apr 12, 2017 16:25:27 GMT -8
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Post by Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan on Apr 28, 2017 9:45:51 GMT -8
“Swallowed by a…” Bella burst out laughing, slapping playfully at @banditkelly ’s shoulder. “You either live the most interesting life any person ever had, or you are trying to see how ridiculous you can be and have me still believe you!”
The dwarf didn’t seem to mind Kelly getting closer, being rather prone to making lost of contact during the conversation so far herself. “My family has a history of making weapons and armor and such things for heroes and adventurers, you know. It would be interesting to make it more official in a way. Of course, my Da would grumble and growl about traditions if he heard of such a thing. He would rather all those hero types have to first make an adventure of trekking all the way out to the mountain to ask for proper dwarf-craft.”
“You can see that isn’t me, though.” She laughs again, the ale making it come even more easily than it had been before. “I already came down here to the human lands and set up a shop. In for a penny, in for a pound, as they say, right?”
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 9:49:01 GMT -8
She shrugged.
"I won't lie, I'm indifferent to the other races. Humans, dwarves, elves, halflings, doesn't mean much to me. Hell, I'm alright with dragons as long as they don't start shit. I wouldn't mess with them but I'd prefer if they did the same. All that matters to me is if you're the kind of person I want to be with."
She turned to face Bella, trying not to be as corny as the scenario would become.
"And honestly? You're definitely the kind of person I want to be with."
She blushed and sat up straight again. Damn ale was already getting to her.
"What I mean is, having you teach me the art of blacksmithing." She backpeddled.
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The Sparrow
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 184
Physical Description: Golden-haired, silver eyes and a peach complexion, with a dancer's body (athletic, willowy, trim, long-legged). Rough calloused palms, with light scars scattered over her skin, ranging from old silver to fresh pink. Has tattoos of large swan wings on her back that seem as if they could spring from her skin at any moment.
Clothes and Equipment: She wears whatever clothes are necessary to blend in with her environment. For her nocturnal activities she wears an enchanted cloak and mask, dark boots and clothing, an enchanted dirk, and a small leather sack. She has a pendant of a green stone with gold filigree and chain that she wears around her neck, tucked into her clothes and a silver ring on her right hand.
Player's online availability : Every now and again
Registered: Sept 16, 2016 15:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by The Sparrow on Apr 28, 2017 10:17:39 GMT -8
She paid for the tankards of ale, dodging kisses and pinches and made her way back over to @totallynotadragon . She was laughing as she tossed herself to sit down on the bench beside Draga, hip to hip, thigh to thigh, and Sparrow elbowed her.
"Hey! Why so glum?" Sparrow asked, setting the tankards down in front of them, the Prospernalia Day Logo emblazoned on the leather things.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 10:22:35 GMT -8
Draga looked up.
"Hm? No, I'm just...thinking." She said, snapping herself out of it and smiling again.
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Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Physical Description: Bella is average height for a dwarf, around four and a half feet tall, with the broad shoulders and powerful frame common to her race. Her long, dark hair is usually pulled back in thick braids. Most would consider her face somewhere between "cute" and "pretty," or a mix of both, with deep green eyes and freckles often accented by streaks of soot from her work in the forge.
Clothes and Equipment:
At work, which is most of the time, Bella wears sturdy, practical clothing, with heavy gloves and apron to protect her from sparks and other dangers of the forge. Even away from work, she usually has tools tucked away in the various pockets and pouches of her clothing.
Registered: Apr 12, 2017 16:25:27 GMT -8
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Post by Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan on Apr 28, 2017 10:46:19 GMT -8
“Well, thank you for the vote of confidence.” Bella laughed merrily, bumping her shoulder against Kelly’s. “I feel like I made the right choice the other day, asking you to stick around and work for me. It is a good, honest trade, you know. Work with your hands. You get to look at something at the end of the day and say I made this.” She nodded and took a long drink from her ale. The smith noticed Kelly’s blushing again, remembering she had done it in the shop before, and so had Lady Genevieve St. James. Probably a spring fever passing through the human community. Fortunately, it seemed relatively mild. It would be a shame for such a fun celebration to spread a serious illness around. |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 10:51:55 GMT -8
My competition is a woman who creates magic clothes that make dwarves smoking hot. I'm going to need a fucking huge diamond to one up that...She thought to herself as she drank her ale.
"So, uh...what do you do when you're not in the shop? Like, in your downtime." She asked.
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Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 183
Physical Description: Bella is average height for a dwarf, around four and a half feet tall, with the broad shoulders and powerful frame common to her race. Her long, dark hair is usually pulled back in thick braids. Most would consider her face somewhere between "cute" and "pretty," or a mix of both, with deep green eyes and freckles often accented by streaks of soot from her work in the forge.
Clothes and Equipment:
At work, which is most of the time, Bella wears sturdy, practical clothing, with heavy gloves and apron to protect her from sparks and other dangers of the forge. Even away from work, she usually has tools tucked away in the various pockets and pouches of her clothing.
Registered: Apr 12, 2017 16:25:27 GMT -8
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Post by Annabelle "Bella" Khorudan on Apr 28, 2017 10:57:48 GMT -8
“This.” Bella raised her tankard and takes a deep drink, then waved down the barmaid again, asking for a refill. “I go out to have a few drinks and a conversation. Get to know people. I play games of chance sometimes. Dice, cards, that kind of thing, but mostly just to have something to do during the drinking and talking parts.”
She put her hand on Kelly’s shoulder and gave a friendly squeeze as she spoke. “What about yourself? Do you have hobbies or something? I bet you sing. You seem like the sort of person that sings sometimes.”
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 11:01:39 GMT -8
She spat her drink out in shock.
"S-Sing?!" She shouted in panic. "Noooohohohoho NO. I don't sing. I can't even dance!"
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The Sparrow
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 184
Physical Description: Golden-haired, silver eyes and a peach complexion, with a dancer's body (athletic, willowy, trim, long-legged). Rough calloused palms, with light scars scattered over her skin, ranging from old silver to fresh pink. Has tattoos of large swan wings on her back that seem as if they could spring from her skin at any moment.
Clothes and Equipment: She wears whatever clothes are necessary to blend in with her environment. For her nocturnal activities she wears an enchanted cloak and mask, dark boots and clothing, an enchanted dirk, and a small leather sack. She has a pendant of a green stone with gold filigree and chain that she wears around her neck, tucked into her clothes and a silver ring on her right hand.
Player's online availability : Every now and again
Registered: Sept 16, 2016 15:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by The Sparrow on Apr 28, 2017 11:21:47 GMT -8
"Well, think later," the Sparrow said and pushed the tankard in Draga's direction. "The first to empty their tankard wins," she challenged @totallynotadragon , a gleam in the Sparrow's eye.
[We'll each roll a d20, highest number wins?]
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