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𝒜𝑙𝘵𝒶𝑒𝒶: 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒜𝑔𝑒 𝓸𝘧 ℛ𝑒𝒱𝓸𝑙𝓊𝓉𝒾𝓸𝓃

I don't have thanksgiving so... Yeah. We don't have that her in the UK xD I have Robert Burns night were we eat a traditional Scottish meal (haggis, neeps and tatties) but nothing like thanksgiving

Looking forward to everyone's posts! I feel like I've been posting a little too regularly xD and I'll try to think about what Id like to see in the near future!

𝒜𝑙𝘵𝒶𝑒𝒶: 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒜𝑔𝑒 𝓸𝘧 ℛ𝑒𝒱𝓸𝑙𝓊𝓉𝒾𝓸𝓃

Thanks!

I'm just working on posts on my phone when I've hit time atm

𝒜𝑙𝘵𝒶𝑒𝒶: 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒜𝑔𝑒 𝓸𝘧 ℛ𝑒𝒱𝓸𝑙𝓊𝓉𝒾𝓸𝓃

Nodding to Korkud, Ashradar took the horse and headed off to prepare. This was certainly going to be an interesting venture... It had been a while since he had seen any form of action. He only hoped he hadn't lost his skill.

Tying up the horse he ducked into his tent, hurriedly grabbing the necessities. His sword was first grabbed and put in its scabbard in his belt. A pistol, which he had due to having quite a brilliant aim with it, was put in a leather holster and he grabbed some ammunition. He slung a quiver over his shoulder, packed full with arrows, before finally picking up his precious bow. He checked to make sure it was in perfect condition and a light smile crossed his lips. He practiced daily to keep up his skill. He didn't want to lose his perfect record. After collecting a few more things he was ready, exiting his tent.

He easily swung up onto the saddle, sitting unsteadily for a while as he urged the horse into a light trot towards the south gate. He soon got it to speed up deciding that being late was definitely not a good idea. No, he did not to cause any annoyance.

He arrived at the southern entrance having taken just under twenty minutes, shifting uncomfortably in the saddle as he pulled the horse to a halt where Korkud was waiting with a nod. He always found it weird in a saddle if he hasn't ridden in a while, but soon adapted. He hoped he could still shoot a bow from horseback... That was something he should work on if possible.

"What is the planned route?" He asked cautiously, dark eyes narrowed. They would have to ride fast if they were to make it in good time to wherever they were going, but there were also certain routes it would be best to avoid if they didn't want be delayed.

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"Oy, Corin, get through here!"

Corisande narrowed her eyes at the shout, glancing at Dion who just shrugged. Everyone in the room was watching her as she put down her tools, heading out to the shop front. The owner was standing in front of a courtier, face blushed and movements ridged with anger.

"Yes?" Corisande murmured quietly as she approached.

"A letter." It was all but shoved in her hands. She frowned, staring at the piece of paper. She tried to decipher what she assumed were words before handing it back.

"I can't read."

"It is inviting you to a dinner tomorrow at the D'Aubigine residence. Is there any reason for you to be invited to that?"

Coridande shook her head. The blacksmith turned to the courtier, holding out the letter.

"I think there's been a mistake."

"No, there hasn't."

"So you just expect me to let one of my apprentices to take a day off when I can't afford to! Huh? I need every hand I have!"

"I'm sorry, but I'm sure compensation will be offered."

"There better be," he turned to Corisande with a scrutinising look, waving the courtier away. "You'll need some fancier clothes. I'm sure we'll find something not dirty and stained. And you'll need to was up tomorrow." He frowned. "But for now, get back to work!"

Corisande nodded, scurrying away. To say she was confused was quite an understatement. There was no reason for her to get an invite like that.

𝒜𝑙𝘵𝒶𝑒𝒶: 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒜𝑔𝑒 𝓸𝘧 ℛ𝑒𝒱𝓸𝑙𝓊𝓉𝒾𝓸𝓃

Just to say safely reached my destination! Whoo hoo

I will on off work on replies - but little Internet and its temperamental. Also on my phone

Mirroring Worlds, Reflecting Possibilities

Awesome!

Eh... I'm actually going away tonight for a week and won't be back until next Sunday afternoon -.- I won't have much Internet so I doubt I'll be able to reply (it will also be on my phone). Sorry about that!

𝒜𝑙𝘵𝒶𝑒𝒶: 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒜𝑔𝑒 𝓸𝘧 ℛ𝑒𝒱𝓸𝑙𝓊𝓉𝒾𝓸𝓃

So I replied, even if it is short - I had to seriously consider for a while what Dae would do. Part of me was sure she would just continue walking and ignore it, the other was arguing for her taking action. Both were justifiable actually. Ah, I love characters that make me think :)

I was considering adding a bit with Corisande at the end, to do the whole invitation letter being given thing but I don't have enough of a clear picture for that post yet. I may actually manage to do that tomorrow so that it has actually been done before I leave - that is if I have time

Also Ash doesn't even have one post up xD Whoops...

𝒜𝑙𝘵𝒶𝑒𝒶: 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒜𝑔𝑒 𝓸𝘧 ℛ𝑒𝒱𝓸𝑙𝓊𝓉𝒾𝓸𝓃

Upon being ran into Daedhel's first reaction was to turn on the girl with her dagger drawn, easily regaining what balance she had lost from the impact. Her cold blue eyes soon took in the situation, realising what was happening, and narrowed slightly. Quite unfortunately these kinds of things were common in Voltas, though often she only saw from a distance. She tended to avoid using the actual streets by the time it reached evening. The law in the city had only degraded under the current rule and the Sarifen influence. While what she did was technically criminal at least she had some sense of decency.

She quickly worked out the finer details and her chances. Most often she would look out for herself and just leave. She was no soldier, she worked better from the shadows, and she was not a good person. However there were certain situations that... gained her sympathy. They hit too close to home. While she had avoided most of the brutality in the streets she had a few close run ins during the first time she returned. She didn't much like her chances... But she had been in much worse. These were merely thugs, far from the worst she had came at odds with.

She put a hand on the shoulder of the young girl clinging to her shirt, forcefully moving her so Daedhel now stood in front. "You will run with the other when you can," was all she said as she took a step forward. In an instance a throwing knife was in her hand, leaving as almost soon as it had arrived there aimed at the man holding a pistol. In her mind, he was the biggest danger to her chances. Anyone could shoot a pistol and hit her. There wasn't much she could do against that unless she took him out. Throwing another for good measure, hoping to at least immobilise him, she ran forward to engage with the other thugs. The weapons she had on her person may be nothing more than daggers and throwing knives, but she was well enough trained in their uses that it wasn't a problem. All out combat wasn't her style but after a few run ins she had made sure to get herself to a higher level, realising she couldn't just depend on her ability to hide and talk her way out of situations.

She spun towards the leading thug, dagger flashing. "If you would please let these girls be."

𝒜𝑙𝘵𝒶𝑒𝒶: 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒜𝑔𝑒 𝓸𝘧 ℛ𝑒𝒱𝓸𝑙𝓊𝓉𝒾𝓸𝓃

Yup! That is an absolutely massive post! xD I actually have time at the moment to get up a reply, so I'll do that right now. Might as well get in all that I can before disappearing for a week

STAR WARS: The Legendary Bantha Fodders! [High Casual]

Apologies for the the short reply - I wanted to get one up before going away tomorrow but I'm not feeling the best so its kind of sub par! Sorry!

STAR WARS: The Legendary Bantha Fodders! [High Casual]

Ivaadi scowled, arm crossed across her chest. She was used to the shock she met when people saw her, the staring and curiosity. Yeah, she was rare. Wow she had red skin. Something that she very much enjoyed having. Not. She gave the other red woman a sharp and rather cold glare.

"Yes, wow, let's all stare at the amazing red Twi'lek," she muttered rather bitterly, beginning to regret swinging out of the grail. She should have just ran. "Chod." The last word was muttered so quietly it was rather difficult to hear at all. She watched with curiosity as the Zeltron as she talked to the droids. How curious. This person was certainly interesting... If only she hadn't hit her head! It would have been rather fun to watch her without any interaction. Unfortunately that wasn't how things had turned out.

"What? Oh, sorry, I didn't need anything," the Twi'lek shifted her weight to the other foot. "I was just, you know, in your roof as you put it. Doing things I was supposed to being doing. Not anything suspicious. No." She was finding it difficult to process words. Curious. Normally she was so good at lying. This was really rather annoying. "Anyway, I should be going now before someone notices my disappearance. That would not be good. Of course, I will have to go back the way I came." She paused. "Or I can help you clean up, look like I'm meant to be here. No? Good, I will go then." After all, if she happened to be needed for something she would not be in a good position when they discovered she wasn't where she was supposed to be. As the only red Twi'lek she was quite unfortunately very easy to find and recognise.