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    1. Arreyis 7 yrs ago

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7 yrs ago
Current 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.


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Darrin visibly relaxed as Nadia shifted, recognizing her as someone they could trust, but Gerrick was skeptical. Both of the old men were sweating from their frantic work, and Gerrick was walking with a noticeable limp after the day's events. After the events of the evening he was not so sure he trusted anyone with concern to Ayrie.

"I remember Astoria. What have you and she to do with Ayrie? Why should we trust you?" Gerrick asked, his voice tense. "I'm telling you now if she's in danger we're leaving with her!"

Darrin put his hand on Gerrick's shoulder and shook his head. "Now is not the time to look a gift horse in the mouth, Gerrick. This elf is here to help us, help Ayrie. She needs to be here with them for some reason." he looked at Nadia, smiling. "We will do as you say, mistress. Ayrie is our top concern, whatever else happens she is the one we are here to guide and protect."
"Okay, well let's go then." Ayrie said, her stomach was in knots over leaving Asran, but she knew if he was okay with it she should be as well. She tripled her sheilding just in case, but doubted it would be needed if he trusted Mara. "I'll come see you tomorrow, Asran, if it's safe."

She said this last as she followed Mara outside the clinic, and although her brain said to trust Asran, every hair on her body was on end. She felt as though she were being watched, but she couldn't see anyone.

'Please, just let me get to the house safely. Let the priests be at home and unaware.' she thought to herself.

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Gerrick and Darrin packed as much as they could, as neatly as they could, in order to be ready as soon as Ayrie returned. They got the car ready to go, a small piece of junk that was all the Church would give it's missionaries. It was rusting and the interior was faded and falling apart. Half the time it didn't even get into gear.

"I think that's all we need. Leave the rest, it can all be replaced." Gerrick said, assuming the leadership role as Darrin was quite upset at the sudden turn of events.
Ayrie sat back, still unsure, and waited for her escort to arrive. She felt rested enough to defend herself if need be, but she hoped that wouldn't be the case. As she sat back she bumped her shoulder against the back of the chair and winced. Maybe only a half-hearted defense if she was being honest. She hope that whoever Asran had escorting her was powerful enough to stave of Wrath if she came after them.

"If you think it's okay, then I'll go." she said, "I'll get back to the priests and hopefully they won't have found anything out by then."

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Gerrick and Darrin re-entered the house, scared and apprehensive about Ayrie's return and their impending departure. Sure they had made a deal with Wrath, but she was known to be chaotic and could turn back on the deal any time. Their fear was that they would indeed leave with Ayrie in tow only for Wrath to attack them once they were out of the city and away from the mayor's influence.

"I don't know if this is such a good idea." Darrin said.

"It's fine, Darin. We'll tell her we got word of the cook being ill and on his deathbed. She'll want to return for him. On our way home we'll ward ourselves and the car and we'll be fine."
I didn't even decide she was mostly blind until I thought of her magic. I wanted to balance it somewhat so she's not just like "oh yeah that dude's the murderer." She can see shadows, and she can sense light and dark, but that's about it. I can say that it's amazing what actual blind people can do and sense, so even in this situation she's not helpless. @Hitman
"If it's better I can just send another note to them. I just don't want them out looking for me, knowing that she might go after them since she can't yet get me." Ayrie said, sitting herself in a chair near the bed. "They may be from the Church, and they may be strict in the way they do things, but these two men are my mentors and in a way the only friends I had back there besides the cook. If something were to happen to them because of me..." She stopped, unable to finish the thought.

Gerrick and Darrin were her superiors, and things like making her sit on the floor to eat were their way of letting her know she was being punished. There were other priests who's ideas of punishment were far worse than merely sitting on the floor for dinner, and they wouldn't have allowed her to explain away her actions so easily, nor allowed her to get a job in the city without their express approval of the job she took. The Church as a greater whole might have grandiose plans when it came to Cornopa, but Gerrick and Darrin were likely only pawns in that scheme.

"I just need to protect them if I can, and keep them from discovering things they shouldn't." she said.
Ayrie woke sometime later, her chin covered in drool from sleeping so hard. She brushed her hair from her face and sat up gingerly, her side hurt but only dully. She undid the braid in her hair and used the tie to put it up in a messy bun at the nape of her neck, then got up without waiting and went into the restroom attached to her room to clean up a little.

After washing her face and relieving her bladder she felt much better, and went in search of the doctor to find out when she could leave. The priests must be super upset and worried at this point, and she would rather not keep them waiting- or leave them alone- for much longer.

"Doctor?" She asked, approaching her. "Is Asran awake? I need to see him and decide if it's okay for me to leave. The priests won't be satisfied with that note for much longer."
The priests nodded, unsure whether they could even get to Ayrie, much less get her to leave with them. They would try though.

"Where is she now? We will do what we can to get her out of here tonight." Darrin said. "We received a letter that she was injured in some sort of accident, but it did not say where she was."

Once they had a location they would find her, get her out of that clinic one way or another, and leave this city. It was far too dangerous for a young woman like Ayrie to be alone, and the priests would not leave without her.
I'm working on my sheet now. ^^ It's almost done just thinking about her background.

Edit- I *think* she's done. Lemme know if I need to buff her up a little more, or if the idea doesn't work.

Ayrie began nodding off at Asran's bedside, still exhausted. She fought sleep, wanting to talk with him, but her tired body demanded rest. The nurse wheeled her back and helped her get into bed. This time there was no dream, only darkness as she slept. Peaceful, empty darkness.

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"Dammit Gerrick I told you..." Darrin said as the demons began trapping them. The one with the red eyes demanding they take Ayrie back home, Gerrick knew her from the stories, the ones they didn't tell Ayrie.

"Wrath." He said. "We will do as you bid, once she is well enough to travel back."
Ayrie wasn't so sure he could hold onto that feeling if what Wrath had said was true, but she hoped that he was right. She had always been just Ayrie, and if that changed now to the detriment of her life she wasn't sure she could handle it.

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"Gerrick, where are you going? You're not going to find her without help from a local, and in case you hadn't noticed, they are all shying away from us." Darrin was trying to keep up with his slightly more spry-for-his-age counterpart.

"I'll knock on every door if I have to to find someone to tell us where she is." Gerrick said, not slowing in the slightest. "I'm not going to bed without knowing where she is."

"Gerrick, if you continue you could get us in trouble. She said not to worry about her, I agree she's not under our control but you know as well as I she wouldn't betray us." Darrin caught his compatriot's arm at last and spun him around. "We need to go back, we need to wait. Two old men with no powers cannot demand information in a city like this."
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