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TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Dark Light

”Ah, okay..?” She responded, still a little confused but otherwise clear on his intentions. Lavender would awkwardly hold out burnt hand for him to treat. Hey, she wasn’t used to being treated by other people, bare with her.

The fox faced woman resisted rolling her eyes and failed miserably though she knew Clay still couldn’t see her expression. ”I didn’t become fire proof when I got fire powers. If I did, I would have committed mass arson a long time ago.”

@Marmalised Junk
Lavender looked over the fae child that had approached her. Children were irritating (exception being the waiter boy she had met, where did he go?). Why were there so many in a tavern? ”Well, sometimes people want to hide their identity, or maybe they have something like a scar or similar that they don’t want people to see.” She explained somewhat gently, though there was a hint of annoyance in her tone.

She would glance around once again. A new patron had entered (and was possibly looking for a job, taking into consideration the contract in her hands). The space spirit was at behind the bar and not dead thankfully.

The dark ball- who will be successor?

Artemis ducked into the ballroom, hopefully going unnoticed as he obviously had arrived late. He quickly made sure to make it look like he was here the entire time and looked around. It seemed that guests had already started to arrive.

The prince would also search the room to see whether his siblings (and father) were present. Elizabeth was searching for someone, Beatrix was greeting the guests, Victor was… talking with his classmates from his fencing class. Oh dear. Nos, bless him, had already gone to go start making connections. Artemis supposed he needed to go do the same.

As he started to slowly work his way across the ballroom, greeting guests with a small (fake) smile and striking up friendly conversation with those he wanted on his side, he couldn’t help but wonder where his father went.

The dark ball- who will be successor?

Artemis [Last Name]

Prince and possible successor.

Species - Half Human, half elf.
Age - 20
Reason for being here - To claim the throne for his own. Should he fail, then to at least become popular among the public.
Appearance - He has pale skin, blond hair, and olive eyes. Artemis mainly wears a dark green suit with a few personal touches here and there. He rarely wears his crown- really, he doesn’t need one- and whenever he does, he does so with a look of pure disdain.
Personality - Cunning and sly. Artemis can and will manipulate you discreetly. He is often cold and indifferent towards others. He is also willing to stab his siblings in the back whether metaphorically or literally if it means achieving his goals.

He has no real desire to help his kingdom. Sure, he could use it as a stepping stone at the very least but it and it’s people mean little to him.

Other - Artemis doesn’t know who his mother is. All he knows is that she was a different species.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

ah oops
i don’t think lavender actually said anything at the end of that post but oh well

The dark ball- who will be successor?

ah okay then- thanks for letting me know

might get a character sheet up soon and jump in then ^^

The dark ball- who will be successor?

hi! i see the 18+ tag and i’m wondering whether I should join or not

ya think I even can join since I’m under 18? this seems like an interesting rp tho

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

going fairly terrible

the alphabet game. lol

Ranged

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Dark Light

Lavender hummed to show that she was listening. It was a shame that the doctor ‘used to’ live and work in the tavern. They might’ve come in handy during situations like the one that had transpired earlier.

Ah, he went to go get milk. She was a bit jealous he managed to just up and go like that, but it is what it is.

The fox faced woman stared at the strip of bandage he had offered her. To say she was surprised was an understatement. Lavender looked up to make eye contact (well, as much eye contact as she could with a mask on) and tried to ask him silently what the hell he wanted to do because dear gods above she was astounded. Astounded and confused.

Ouch. Doc sounded like someone people could easily exploit. Come running to him when you’re injured but ignore him entirely just because you dislike his personality.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Dark Light

She gave Clay a grateful nod when he showed her where the burn cream was.

Lavender took one glance at the tail of bandage and shrugged. ”I’ve done more complicated things.” She replied before she leaned over and fumbled a bit with the bandage, hissing quietly at the discomfort she experienced when it touched her raw skin and in the end she simply looped the bandage under and over the fabric which had already been wrapped around Clay’s stomach and tearing off a piece of medical tape (from god knows where) to ensure it wouldn’t fall off.

During this slightly slow process she avoided touching his skin as much as possible, though it was just inevitable as her hand brushed against some part of his body as she finished off tying the bandage.