hoppiholla391

Mirror, Fox, Key

alright, southern party time. ill bring the sweet tea. yall bring the large hats and wicker furniture

Mirror, Fox, Key

im in the great U S of A and (thankfully) im in the eastern time zone (kentucky......yes, i have the accent), so i also just raised myself from the void. and im on team carrot! excellent place to be for a redhead!

Mirror, Fox, Key

_District? Unless he specifically help her before, he would not know her. Maybe if some one broke into her shop? But then again, who would steal flowers...?

@Crimson Raven

as far as 'districts' i was thinking of an informal thing; every city has a bad side of town, right? not hunger games style divisions xD fair enough though!

@hoppiholla391 I also feel like Amelia would call her "Miss Lily" and when she heard the older kids calling her a whore she never understood what it meant so she might ask her sometimes

@Irisity

yessssssss! this i like :D cue the awkward conversations galore.

Mirror, Fox, Key

alright, so, i'm thinking that on her trips to and from her clients, lily has probably been through most neighborhoods, so anyone who wants to have seen her about the city and form their own opinions is welcome to. a few points of interest from the home ground of the lower districts, though:

@Irisity: while she wouldn't go so far as to take her in, lily does have a soft spot for young girls; she's probably brought amelia food fairly often in the past, occasionally one of the (many) unsold flowers from her shop and a scrap of candy.

@Crimson Raven: kelsier is an interesting case, because while lily probably knew/knew of him when he was younger as they're both inclined to take any work they can get, these days she avoids the guards (at least the ones who aren't paying her) like the plague. she definitely knows of him, though; gutter rat to guard captain in nothing flat.

@c3p-0h: i can definitely see lily using meryn's services. ferrying payments and communication back and forth, maybe? easy to trust a mute messenger not to go blabbing :P

Mirror, Fox, Key

cool beans! can't wait to get started :D (and thank you for the compliment~) as for the survey:

• What is your usual posting speed?
  
  • Once a day. (ish—i can do multiple a day if it's moving very quickly)

• Choose one:
  
  • Crown (life goal = mad dough)

• Dragons or kittens?
  
  • dragons, absolutely.

• Name a vegetable.
  
  • A RUTABAGA.

and with that, i'm calling uncle; try not to get lightyears ahead overnight!

Mirror, Fox, Key

Lɪʟʏ Mᴀᴅʏɴᴇ

A practical lady of the night who has decided it’s time to move on.



Ask anyone in the lower quarter of Enn—Lily (although no one really believes that’s her name) is a florist. A successful florist. A curiously successful florist, actually, for someone who lives in one of the poorest district in the city, where few people have to coin or the urge to buy the delicate blossoms she peddles. Occasionally, she’ll take her wares to the upper districts and actually come home with an empty basket—but that’s not really how she makes her livelihood, and everyone knows it.

Almost six years ago, times were tough on the docks of Enn—there was little work, all of it backbreaking, and much too difficult for Lily’s widow father or her three younger sisters to keep up for long. For months, as the family got closer and closer to starving, Lily tried to find work for herself, and took any and all jobs to keep the family afloat. Every once in a while, though, she’d dream of leaving the city and finding adventure and riches—but she’d never abandon her family like that.

One day, some rich merchant’s boy offered her an entire silver piece for a drunken kiss, and she had her ‘eureka’ moment.

Things quickly escalated, and these days she’s making enough to support herself, her father, and her sisters—all three of whom now have lives of their own, in Enn and in other cities, all of which Lily paid for. The youngest is studying at the Royal University, the next oldest works for a seamstress in the next city over, and the second oldest lives on one of the outlying farms as a stablehand. Their room and board, their food, their tuition, father’s medicine—all of it, bought on Lily’s dime, and she doesn’t mind one jot. As far as she’s concerned, once she crossed the line, she might as well do the best she can. ‘Shameless’ is an understatement—she’s actually very proud of how far her family’s come.

These days, though, things are not as good as they were a year ago, even if her sisters are largely supporting themselves now. Her father’s wasting sickness has only gotten worse, and even with more and more coin going towards his care, his condition declined. Rapidly. With all her experience, she could see what was coming plain as day, but refused to believe it.

She saw the notice calling for Traveller’s companions on a Saturday. Her father died on Tuesday. Today is Thursday, and she’ll be at the east gates with all she owns at the crack of dawn. There’s nothing left for her to do in this city now—time to find those adventures she’s been dreaming of.

Mirror, Fox, Key

now it's a REAL party.

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Lily Smith

Lɪʟʏ Sᴍɪᴛʜ

A practical lady of the night who has decided it’s time to move on.

Road Clothes

Ask anyone in the lower quarter of Enn—Lily (although no one really believes that’s her name) is a florist. A successful florist. A curiously successful florist, actually, for someone who lives in one of the poorest district in the city, where few people have to coin or the urge to buy the delicate blossoms she peddles. Occasionally, she’ll take her wares to the upper districts and actually come home with an empty basket—but that’s not really how she makes her livelihood, and everyone knows it.

Almost six years ago, times were tough on the docks of Enn—there was little work, all of it backbreaking, and much too difficult for Lily’s widow father or her three younger sisters to keep up for long. For months, as the family got closer and closer to starving, Lily tried to find work for herself, and took any and all jobs to keep the family afloat. Every once in a while, though, she’d dream of leaving the city and finding adventure and riches—but she’d never abandon her family like that.

One day, some rich merchant’s boy offered her an entire silver piece for a drunken kiss, and she had her ‘eureka’ moment.

Things quickly escalated, and these days she’s making enough to support herself, her father, and her sisters—all three of whom now have lives of their own, in Enn and in other cities, all of which Lily paid for. The youngest is studying at the Royal University, the next oldest works for a seamstress in the next city over, and the second oldest lives on one of the outlying farms as a stablehand. Their room and board, their food, their tuition, father’s medicine—all of it, bought on Lily’s dime, and she doesn’t mind one jot. As far as she’s concerned, once she crossed the line, she might as well do the best she can. ‘Shameless’ is an understatement—she’s actually very proud of how far her family’s come.

These days, though, things are not as good as they were a year ago, even if her sisters are largely supporting themselves now. Her father’s wasting sickness has only gotten worse, and even with more and more coin going towards his care, his condition declined. Rapidly. With all her experience, she could see what was coming plain as day, but refused to believe it.

She saw the notice calling for Traveller’s companions on a Saturday. Her father died on Tuesday. Today is Thursday, and she’ll be at the east gates with all she owns at the crack of dawn. There’s nothing left for her to do in this city now—time to find those adventures she’s been dreaming of.

Mirror, Fox, Key

aaaaand there's the picture for lily. all set to go :D