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    1. Xhala 9 yrs ago

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Current Back after my hiatus and looking for some RP partners. Hit me up if you're interested ;)

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"Thats the spirit-one part brave,three parts fool."
Christopher Paolini, Eragon

“Loyalty never put blood back in a man's veins.”
Carol Berg, Flesh and Spirit



“Politics is ugly. Never doubt what small men will do for great power.”
Paolo Bacigalupi, The Windup Girl

Ballad of Serenity
I am not a princess

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Illinfer followed Rhoynar out into the courtyard. They moved through the market of Astipor and Illinfer couldn‘t help but look around and catch glimpses of exotic fruits, spices and clothing. "Wait here." She heard the knight say and looked up to him. He vanished in the crowd. This gave the northern woman some time to take in her surroundings. The air was rich with foreign scents. Spices from beyond the sea filled her nostrils making her think of the gardens and arms around her . . . Shaking her head to get rid of the memory she turned just in time to see Rhoynar reappear. She was handed a small orange ball . . . and looked at it puzzled as to what she was supposed to do with it. There was little time to worry about it though. The ship would be leaving soon and they had to get to the port.

Ships came into sight and soon after the sea breeze hit her like a gust of wind. She could taste the salt in the air, smell the heavy scent of seaweed and fish. Seagulls called above them, darting down close to the waves just to return to the high skies. Fascinated the northern woman barely noticed her companion board the ship. As she realised it she hurried to his side. The fruit still in her hand she looked at the ship, over the battered but sturdy wood, wind beaten sails. Never before had she set foot upon a vessel a huge as this one. Pushing back her black hair she looked up the mast. Then the ground beneath her moved and she gripped the railing in a panic. Astipor was slowly drifting away as they picked up speed. Mesmerised she hadn‘t noticed the bustle aboard. Men ran around, opening sails, releasing the toes and pulling on ropes Illinfer could only guess the use of.

Her knuckles went white she was gripping the wood so hard, the bright fruit in her other hand, braced against her chest. She had not been prepared for the slight sway of waves. Leaning her hip against the railing she hoped to get a little more hold. Finally her eyes met Rhoynars. The northern warrior blushed slightly, averting her eyes to gaze upon the water rushing by. She held out the fruit to him. „Will you show me how to eat it?“ She didn‘t meet his gaze, too embarrassed about not feeling safe aboard the vessel. The wind played with her raven strands, making them dance across her cheeks. Steel blue eyes were lowered to deep waters of similar colour.
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Illinfer nodded and smiled as she was introduced. She had before shortly after training with Rhoynar uncle but apparently now it had meaning where as it hadn't earlier that day. Tor shook the knights hand briefly and nodded with earnest eyes. He smiled friendly. “There is no need for that. Since you will be with Ilinfer in the eyes of the guild you are her brother in arms for the duration of your travels and therefore the price will only be what needs to be covered in the event of . . . well, the event we all hope will not come.” He nodded to Ilinfer and then to Rhoynar. “I will get my men to come here this afternoon and introduce them to you. They are the ones who will come and get your family and take them away from here. Where to exactly I cannot say at this time. It depends on the situation and on the weather. But we will be prepared for every eventuality.”

As the conversation continued and the party moved to a room where everyone could sit Ilinfer stepped up behind Rhoynar and spoke in a quiet voice so only he would hear: “Sire. We needs be leaving for the harbour. I am sure everything will be settled without your presence needed.” Then she fell back a few steppe as not to crowd the man. The backpack felt weird as she wasn't used to it and she found herself rearranging the damn thing on her back every once in a while.

Somehow she felt irritated by Rhoynar. As she had spoked to him she had been close enough to take in the spices lingering on his skin. She had noticed his very foreign scent just a little while ago. Wiping the thoughts away by tucking a stray whisp of hair behind her ear she focused on Tor. He was a master in his profession and he would ensure the safety of Rhoynar family. They would be able to embark on their quest in the conscience that they had done all they could.
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@TheDookieNutI'll be posting tomorrow. Feeling tired today ;)
Sure! And why shouldn't I? It's fun and life is unpredictable. XD
After almost a year xD
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