awkwarddingo

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The last one is perfect, actually. Thanks for going out of your way to find it.

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Yeah, I could use some help, I guess.

The closest character in appearance would be a character from World of Warcraft named Anduin, but Anduin is a bit... prettier than Solomon.



He is almost exactly how I picture Solomon, but with less of a baby face, if you could help me find someone that looks like that.

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Also I cannot agree with myself over a picture of Solomon. I may just use fanart of Edward Kenway of Assassin's Creed for since that is how I picture him, but younger. Or I could use a game like Fallout 4 to make the face, which might feel off since it will be a 3d model wearing clothing from the 50s...

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OH awesome. I'll get to writing some lore for Solomon and the couriers

And I'm okay with his last name being Trent. Glad my random name choice really works out! ^-^

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Should I post little tidbits of lore about Solomon or should I leave the lore to you?

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Solomon sat in a chair next to Amalthea. "I do not plan on denying you anything, Thea. Two bowls of broth and two plates of roast, my friend!" he asked the innkeeper. He looked at Amalthea and sighed, seeing as they had a moment to relax since she woke up. "While we're waiting on the food and herbs, I have to admit something. I have quite a lot of questions for you and no idea where to start. I guess I'll just ask you what your story is. You seem like you live a rather interesting life, being a princess and all!"

He leaned forward, curious to listen to what she had to say. Then he saw her stand straight up, looking like she just remembered she left the fire burning at home. "Are you alright? Don't let the injuries get to you too much. The last thing I want to see is you in more pain."

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"The girl is an injured traveler." Solomon answered the innkeeper. "We need some medicine, a room for the night, and some of that fantastic roast you have cooking. It has been too long since I had something that wasn't either bread or bathed in salts." He laughed. "I would reach into my pocket for money, but my hands are -um- full at the moment."

Solomon looked down at the princess in his arms. "The innkeeper is a friend of mine. The town is along my main delivery route, though I hardly ever but a room. I just come for the meals, mostly. The best broth this side of the kingdom! Isn't that right, my friend?" He shouts out so the innkeeper can hear.

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"As you wish." He sigh with a smile. "If you would hold this for me as I carry you, please." Solomon says and hands her his walking stick. From how it felt and how heavy it was, it seems to be made for someone much heavier than Solomon if it was just for walking. After giving her his walking stick, he goes to pick her up, electing to hold her in his arms rather than over his shoulder or an awkward piggy back. After picking her up carefully to not disturb any wounds, he starts to make his way past the fields and towards town.

"From that smoke coming from the inn, I would say that we may be in time for a midday feast!" Solomon's smiled widens further. "I have been dying to have a roast for the longest time! Maybe they'll even have some roasted potatoes..." Here I am, carrying a beautfil princess in my arms, and All I can think about is food. My father and mother would get a kick out of that... he thought.

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I find it awesome you have this much attention to detail lore-wise. Nice job with all of that. Reminds me that I need to get more into the lore of the things I am thinking up... and that I actually need to write them out instead of keeping them trapped in my head.

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Solomon's eyes widened. A princess?! he thought. That explains her... outlandish behaviors. He nodded to her question, her tone raising the hairs on the back of his neck, and the pretty smile of hers did nothing to help him calm his nerves. Something about her just made him feel, nervous, but at the same time, at ease. It was something Solomon himself couldn't describe fully. Despite all of her injuries and the obvious pain she might be in, she was something else to behold.

"R-Right. It's not too far north of here. In fact, we could probably see the town from outside." He walked out to the barn doorway and looked outside towards the town. There, he could see the few building that made up the small village, including the large, two story inn. Smoke was bellowing from the chimney. There was fresh meat over the fire oven inside. Solomon smiled at the idea of a hot meal instead of the bread and water he had to live off of as a courier. He turned back around and headed to Amalthea.

"Do you think you can walk? Or do you wish me to carry you if your injuries are persisting?" He asked