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@Morose The Cyrpts contracted to hit the Talinks? Well, that's a scary thought. 0.0
@Lady Amalthea Okay.

@Morose Do you think Thalken and Virginia would have met before? Considering both of their families' line of work, I would think their families would have worked together before. Not sure though that she would have met Thalken. She could have met his father or uncles?
@Lady Amalthea Okay. After I make those changes, can I move him over to the character tab?
@Lady Amalthea Yes, that dog breed will work! Thanks! Do you want me to go ahead and change that on the CS I already posted on here?
@Morose I was just staying true to his character. Any form of "courtship" would be interesting with him. I could just see him offering a girl knives instead of flowers. That is after lots of scowling in her direction. But I think Virginia would be perfectly fine with that. Lol. XD
@Lady Amalthea I went ahead to finish up my new character. Let me know if there is anything I need to add or change.
@Morose Look who I finished! ;)



@Lady Amalthea I am almost done making my new male character Thalken. I can most likely finish him up by the end of the weekend. He is definitely different from Fyror!




Location: Almack’s
“Having a soft heart in a cruel world is courage, not weakness.”



Fyror ran his hands across his face and through his hair. He took a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself. He really needed to rein in these rampant emotions before they got the best of him. He felt such helplessness and desperation in the moment. Emotional pain laced his expression as his mind tormented him with images of Millicent being ripped from him and defiled by Lord Rutherford. What was he supposed to do? How could he put a stop to Lord Rutherford and repair the damage the man had caused? Was it even possible? Or worth attempting? Why did life always have to be so cruel to a man who cared as much as Fyror did?

Fyror’s thoughts were penetrated by a rustling noise followed by footsteps, alerting him to someone approaching. He let out a small sigh and further repressed some of his emotions before turning to fully face whoever it was. However, he was taken aback to find a foreign woman who was clearly of nobility, if her elaborate dress was any indication. He stood there in shock for a moment, certainly looking a fool, as she approached him and looked deep into his eyes. He quickly snapped out of it and etiquette took over. “Your Grace,” he addressed her and bowed deeply in respect. His eyes gingerly met hers once more as he straightened again. He found that her gaze remained intently on him in an unblinking stare. It was unnerving yet mesmerizing all at the same time. He stiffened a little, feeling self-conscious all of a sudden. After a long moment, she finally spoke up, but what she said only confused him, his brows furrowing. What was interesting? Him? He really didn’t know what to think about this whole situation. At least it drew him away from the emotional pain he was in, if only for a moment.
@Lady Amalthea I will probably sit down tonight and come up with a post as I am in more of a writing mood today. I am also still working on that new male character I had previously mentioned. Someone Virginia will probably like but everyone else will probably hate. This is due to the fact that he was raised in a mercenary type lifestyle and he goes around scowling at people. You know, normal stuff. XD
@rivaan I think he would actually rather just take his sorrows out on some Soulless. XD
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