I'm about to head off to sleep, but I'll be on most of the day tomorrow. :-)
Arreyis
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The Crafty Dwarf
STATUS: I have finished THREE projects in the last two weeks. Where did all this motivation come from? The light bill. 7 yrs ago
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I have finished THREE projects in the last two weeks. Where did all this motivation come from? The light bill.
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7 yrs ago
Tired of nasty weather. Can we got back to last week when it was super nice outside?
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7 yrs ago
Really tired of having to work through migraines. I want to tell my body, "I have shit to do, let the damn meds work!"
7 yrs ago
I feel so accomplished! Just set the bar for largest custom crochet project I've taken since I began crocheting for profit 3 years ago. They didn't even bat an eye at my quote!!
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7 yrs ago
Listening to 90's/00's alternative rock. The nostalgia is heavy today.
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I'm an almost-30-year old yarn artist. Mother of two sweet daughters. Wife of an amazing Hubs who basically lets me do whatever I want.
I crochet little things like the owl in my thumbnail, and big things too like four foot long bears with heart shaped feet. ^-^
I do commissions for crochet, just send me a pic or an idea and I will make it work.
I crochet little things like the owl in my thumbnail, and big things too like four foot long bears with heart shaped feet. ^-^
I do commissions for crochet, just send me a pic or an idea and I will make it work.
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'Strange man. I wonder what that spark was about?' Ayrie thought as she watched him walk away. She shrugged and closed the door, heading for the address he had given her. As she walked she passed the dancing woman and her troupe of followers, they smiled and laughed and invited her to join but she politely shook her head no. Now was the time to fill her belly, not make it more hungry with exercise.
She entered the temple he'd told her to, and found a burly looking man handing food to a pair of children.
"Well what can I do for you?" He asked her, not bothering to look up from the children.
"I was sent by the mayor, he told me I could get some food here?" Ayrie was hesitant, she didn't feel she deserved such a donation.
"Ye came to the right place, my dear." He said, and began grabbing some things and putting them in a sack. "Take these, bring the sack back tomorrow and if you're needing more we'll refill it."
"Thank you... Thank you so much." Ayrie said. The man reminded her so much of the cook back home she was suddenly overwhelmed with homesickness.
"Not a thing, dear. The Lord Gluttony doesn't like his people hungry." The man said, handing her the sack. "You go on home and eat, get some rest. You look like you're about to break."
Ayrie nodded, unable to speak around the sudden knot in her throat. She returned home and cooked and ate in silence, listening to the sounds of the city outside her little home.
She entered the temple he'd told her to, and found a burly looking man handing food to a pair of children.
"Well what can I do for you?" He asked her, not bothering to look up from the children.
"I was sent by the mayor, he told me I could get some food here?" Ayrie was hesitant, she didn't feel she deserved such a donation.
"Ye came to the right place, my dear." He said, and began grabbing some things and putting them in a sack. "Take these, bring the sack back tomorrow and if you're needing more we'll refill it."
"Thank you... Thank you so much." Ayrie said. The man reminded her so much of the cook back home she was suddenly overwhelmed with homesickness.
"Not a thing, dear. The Lord Gluttony doesn't like his people hungry." The man said, handing her the sack. "You go on home and eat, get some rest. You look like you're about to break."
Ayrie nodded, unable to speak around the sudden knot in her throat. She returned home and cooked and ate in silence, listening to the sounds of the city outside her little home.
Ayrie was bewildered by the way this man spoke of "Gluttony". She had always been taught that Gluttony was a way of acting, not that it was a 'he' or that he was a Lord. This man spoke of him as if he knew him in person.
"Thank you. I can take the robe off, I wear it mostly for comfort anyway." She said, taking the slip of paper from him. As she did her fingers brushed his and she felt a shock of power. She froze momentarily, not sure whether he had felt it. "Y-you never did tell me your name."
She tried to cover her surprise with a smile as she said the last, hoping that it worked. As she looked at him she noticed lines of what appeared to be tattoos peeking out from beneath his clothes and had a sudden desire to see what they all were. She quelched it and looked away. To cover her embarassment she stepped closer to the door and slipped her robe off, hanging it on a peg just inside. As she did she revealed her street clothes, a pair of flowy tan pants and a purple wrap-around top that hugged her hips.
"Thank you. I can take the robe off, I wear it mostly for comfort anyway." She said, taking the slip of paper from him. As she did her fingers brushed his and she felt a shock of power. She froze momentarily, not sure whether he had felt it. "Y-you never did tell me your name."
She tried to cover her surprise with a smile as she said the last, hoping that it worked. As she looked at him she noticed lines of what appeared to be tattoos peeking out from beneath his clothes and had a sudden desire to see what they all were. She quelched it and looked away. To cover her embarassment she stepped closer to the door and slipped her robe off, hanging it on a peg just inside. As she did she revealed her street clothes, a pair of flowy tan pants and a purple wrap-around top that hugged her hips.
"I'll have no trouble following your rules, but I've never lived in a city before. I lived in a monastery before I came here." Ayrie said, watching him. What he was saying about the holy men rung true to her core, as she remembered hearing of priests who were accused of heinous things, and those who were seen as high in the priesthood who were taken down by infildelities. What she had heard before, of the ills of society and cities like Cornopa, seemed more like the griping of old men who were stuck in their ways. She had seen nothing truly wrong in any of the things these people did, aside from lacking a little in modesty and moderation.
His eyes had scared her for a moment, but then he smiled at her and winked and she felt butterflies in her stomach. 'Why must he be handsome? I want so badly to not like this man. He feels so dangerous.'
"I think I would enjoy the festival, my cupboard is sorely lacking and I'm certainly missing the cooks at the monastery. After buying this place I haven't much budget left for more than flour and rice." she said. This was sadly true, she'd eaten bread and rice cakes after running out of her travel rations. She extended her hand to him, "I'm Ayrie Summers."
His eyes had scared her for a moment, but then he smiled at her and winked and she felt butterflies in her stomach. 'Why must he be handsome? I want so badly to not like this man. He feels so dangerous.'
"I think I would enjoy the festival, my cupboard is sorely lacking and I'm certainly missing the cooks at the monastery. After buying this place I haven't much budget left for more than flour and rice." she said. This was sadly true, she'd eaten bread and rice cakes after running out of her travel rations. She extended her hand to him, "I'm Ayrie Summers."
Dunno if you can tell but I'm enjoying this. Haven't had a good fast RP in a looong time. Lol.
"You'd have me arrested... for a symbol? Well then I guess..." Ayrie stopped for a moment and searched for a solution. The symbol offered her home protection from dark forces that might seek to harm her. Her elders had given it to her at the outset of her trek and told her to put it on the outside of whatever building she decided to inhabit. But the outside didn't have to mean the front door.
"I'll move it, if it pleases your highness. I'm glad to hear he hates child predators, but what kind of Lord arrests people for having a symbol on their door?" she said with a snarky attitude. She stepped to the door, her face level with the symbol, and swiped her hand over it. She felt the power of the symbol fade slightly as she did so, as the barrier came free from the building. The wooden circle with the golden inlay of the symbol was heavy in her hands, but the power behind it was heavier still. She set it inside, not wanting him to know her intentions.
"Happy now?" she asked as she turned to him, tilting her head slightly as she looked up at him. Her green eyes caught the light from a lantern as she did so, and she looked to see a woman dancing in the street carrying a pole. The lantern was swinging merrily as the woman moved gracefully, a crew of people dressed in bright colors dancing in her wake.
"Beautiful..." she whispered as she watched. "I've never seen anything quite like that before."
"I'll move it, if it pleases your highness. I'm glad to hear he hates child predators, but what kind of Lord arrests people for having a symbol on their door?" she said with a snarky attitude. She stepped to the door, her face level with the symbol, and swiped her hand over it. She felt the power of the symbol fade slightly as she did so, as the barrier came free from the building. The wooden circle with the golden inlay of the symbol was heavy in her hands, but the power behind it was heavier still. She set it inside, not wanting him to know her intentions.
"Happy now?" she asked as she turned to him, tilting her head slightly as she looked up at him. Her green eyes caught the light from a lantern as she did so, and she looked to see a woman dancing in the street carrying a pole. The lantern was swinging merrily as the woman moved gracefully, a crew of people dressed in bright colors dancing in her wake.
"Beautiful..." she whispered as she watched. "I've never seen anything quite like that before."
"Oh, that must be why no one wants to come in..." Ayrie said almost to herself. She looked back up at him and noticed that he was quite handsome, for someone so huffy. She opened the door fully, sensing something strange as he looked away from her. The air was cool on her skin as it ruffled the light clothing she wore beneath the robe.
"Make me regret it how?" she asked simply, narrowing her own eyes at him in defiance and crossing her arms over her chest. "It's simply a symbol of peace and tranquility, does it really offend you so much? And who are you exactly that you say this is 'your' city, and to tell me what to do?"
She didn't care who he was, he wasn't going to make her remove the symbol, not when it offered so much protection to her.
"Make me regret it how?" she asked simply, narrowing her own eyes at him in defiance and crossing her arms over her chest. "It's simply a symbol of peace and tranquility, does it really offend you so much? And who are you exactly that you say this is 'your' city, and to tell me what to do?"
She didn't care who he was, he wasn't going to make her remove the symbol, not when it offered so much protection to her.
Just saw it but I think what I posted falls within that.
Ayrie was perched in a windowsill, watching a party in the streets a block or so away. These people were so strange to her, completely different from what she had experienced at the monastery. The elders had sent her here to save the heathens from their depravity, and so far Ayrie was having little luck. She had simply purchased a small building and set up shop as a spirit healer.
As she sat she sensed someone at the door, but wasn't sure what to make of the energy she felt. It was dark energy, almost enthralling to her senses. She moved silently towards the door and peeked through a peep hole to see a man with white hair trying to pry the symbol of peace from the wood. She waited for him to stop pulling for a moment and slightly cracked the door.
"Excuse me, what are you doing that for?" she asked quietly. She let her black hair fall over her shoulder as she peered out at the man, and the purple silk robe she wore over her 'street' clothes blew slightly in the breeze of the open door. "Is there something I can do for you?"
As she sat she sensed someone at the door, but wasn't sure what to make of the energy she felt. It was dark energy, almost enthralling to her senses. She moved silently towards the door and peeked through a peep hole to see a man with white hair trying to pry the symbol of peace from the wood. She waited for him to stop pulling for a moment and slightly cracked the door.
"Excuse me, what are you doing that for?" she asked quietly. She let her black hair fall over her shoulder as she peered out at the man, and the purple silk robe she wore over her 'street' clothes blew slightly in the breeze of the open door. "Is there something I can do for you?"
Ok great that gives me a reference. ^^
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