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Hi! I'm a rather unexperienced roleplayer and fanfic writer, but I geniunely enjoy writing.
I prefer taking part in group roleplays, casual, preferably. I'm quite horrible at fantasy, however.
If anyone wants to do a Love Live!/FE:A/Zero Escape/Pokemon roleplay, I'll be happy to join you!
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(oh shit, i'll edit it now)
Interested, if there's still room.
@Eklispe I'm doing my best to have as little life as possible, schoolwork still floods me D:
Oh. Right. Mages.

Juniper sighed wearily and ran a hand through her hair, wiping sweat of her forehead. This was stupid, so very stupid, she thought as she looked at her companions, mouthing something that was supposed to be words of gratitude before swallowing and finally speaking.

"Thank you... Edmund, right? And you, - she glanced at the cold-looking swordsman who was still nameless, - "you do have a point. If there's anyone waiting for us, it's easier to beat him if we're many."
I'm back! Sorry for delaying the RP, I'll get a post today for sure.
Just wanted to warn you that I might be unable to post this week - I'm leaving for an academic contest and I'll be back on 10th April. Feel free to godmod Juniper.
"Darkness?"

The idea was bizarre - after all, there was no source of light in the dry room other than torches. As they knew, torches were related to their riddle. Torches, darkness, torches, darkness... She walked around the room, pondering. Everything still itched after her nap on the ground, but she needed to focus now, of all times.

Then something clicked. Juniper turned around abruptly and looked at the torches in Rylo's hands. No. No. This could not be their answer.

"There's only one thing that we'd get from combining torches and darkness. And hell no, I'm not putting them out."
Juniper groaned when she saw the writings on the wall. She was not the one for intellectual activity, although there was still hope that her mother's cleverness passed down to her. There were three poems, and she focused on the last one. "Something that can't be heard or smelt... I think of light, but it's something you can see or feel. Is there anything unlike it?" She paced back and forth around the dungeon they were in, muttering. "Cannot be seen, cannot be heard, cannot be heard, cannot be smelt... What the heck is it?"

It seems that all others focused on the riddles as well - some speaking their thoughts out loud, like the two men whose names she didn't know, others remaining silent, like Sigrdrifa and Ulrich. Juniper stopped near the brown-haired merc and rubbed the back of her neck. "Any ideas on what this could be?"
Juniper glanced at her companions. There were quite a lot of nobles - some mentioned kingdoms she knew, and of others she had never heard of. Perhaps it was best to keep her identity secret for a while, except for her name. If others knew the Drev family, they'd tell. She was, however, slightly suspicious of the purple-haired swordfighter. Or annoyed by him, perhaps. Unworthy of information? Juniper sighed, thinking of what nickname she could give him.

Sigrdrifa and the haughty swordfighter took the lead. Juniper tried to keep close to them, as they had the torch, and looked around cautiously. No sign of exit so far. Damn it. How long was this dungeon, anyway?
Juniper Drev


Juniper never liked mornings. The sun hurting her eyes, the dry feeling in her mouth and throat, the grogginess... She groaned, feeling the surface around with her hands. Cold, dry, rough-- Wait, where was she? She opened her eyes, and pushed herself up, looking around fear, like a wild animal captured. Juniper calmed down slightly upon seeing other people around her, most of them asleep or not hostile. Juniper steadied her breath and brushed dust off her shoulder guards and chest. She tried walking towards the torch, nearly tripping on something. An axe? Nice, she had some weapon now, even though it wasn't her favourite silver. Juniper sighed and grabbed the iron weapon. It was far too dark here for her liking, but at least there were others here. They... did not look like her soldiers though. A lady knight, standing taller than anyone in cave, and two rather small boys, one holding a staff. Nice, a cleric. "Hey, I'm Juniper Drev. Any idea as to where we are?"
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