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I haven't got any particular plans for this character, no. But I'm good with the idea of Anhara luring her back home. It will be interesting to see what kind of excuses Rose will have to come up with to avoid making her father suspicious. And that's alright, Aura. I'm going to be on LoA over the weekend so I'm not going to be able to respond, but I will do a reply when I get back.
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Neptune replied to Neptune's topic in Craethiel Kingdom's The Tales of Craethiel
Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound “Yes, Natia! Much sooner than we might have hoped!” Rowan called back to Natia. The Keza couldn’t help but to grin at Natia’s response, hearing the excitement lacing her tones. He found it endearing of her, but then he had began noticing things about her that endeared themselves on him, lingering in his memory like the aftertaste of a sweet fruit that he wished to have more of. He tightened his grip on her, holding her tighter as the Aelda let out a snort before leaping over a small stream with ease, never breaking his stride as he landed and continued running. Rowan had found himself leaning into Baellator’s movements, allowing the huge animal to move as he wished but kept the tight grip on the mane which helped to anchor him in place. He glanced off to the side, seeing movement but it seemed to be some form of deer that they had startled, picking itself through the trees as its tail flicked back and forth. As long as it wasn’t a Hound, or even worse, a Wyvern. Hounds he was sure that Baellator could stand up to, but a Wyvern or other kind of dragon? He sincerely doubted it. The Aelda was strong but… He just hoped that Baellator’s instincts would help keep him out of trouble. Rowan returned his attention to in front of them again, watching as trees seemed to fly towards them before suddenly twisting off to the side as Baellator smoothly sidestepped them and continued running forwards. With how smooth and powerful the Aelda was moving, it gave Rowan the feeling that he was flying, an activity he had enjoyed doing on occasion. It always gave him a sense of unrivalled freedom. It was nothing but him and the sky which for a bird seemed limitless. It was a dangerous game, for if his rhythm faltered or his wings stopped working, he would plummet to his death. It was exhilarating. And this is exactly how it felt for him right this moment. He wished Baellator didn’t want to return to the forest once this journey of theirs was gone. He doubted he could ever ride another horse again after this. As Rowan glanced around, he noticed that the trees were beginning to thin out which meant that they were nearing the edge of the forest and would soon be able to taste freedom from this nightmare world. He leaned forwards again and shouted to Natia, “We’re almost out!” He grinned, feeling excited to finally be out of this place and judging from the eagerness he could sense from Baellator, so would he. As Rowan looked ahead, something dark flickered across their path. For a moment, he thought it was only a trick of the light however Baellator suddenly skidded to a stop with a snort of surprise. “What is it?” Rowan asked the huge creature, who looked off to the side. Rowan looked in its direction, and felt bile rise in his throat as he saw a hunched figure closeby. It almost looked human, with pink and reddish skin that looked as if it was peeling and rotting away as it clung to its skeleton. Its face was twisted, its eye sockets empty and the surrounding skin scarred. The stench of decaying flesh hang around it like a thick cloud, causing Rowan’s stomach to twist in disgust, “Baellator! Get out of here!” He ordered, causing the Aelda to snort and jump forwards again. The creature, a ghoul from what Rowan could only describe it as, leapt forwards with a hungry gaze, reached up as if to try and drag the two from the Aelda’s back. Baellator however, had different ideas. As he jumped forwards, he lifted his back legs and kicked the ghoul away from them before running forwards again, speeding away from the twisted and decaying creature. Location: Along the river Adil, Ildgara. One of Rayvenne’s dark eyebrows rose when Liva revealed that she had the same destination. A suspicion wormed into her mind, telling her that this was just too convenient. But there was nothing about Liva’s posture to suggest that she was lying or trying to deceive her. Rayvenne had learnt over the years how to read people but that didn’t mean she could read everyone. The corner of her mouth twitched, and she glanced off into the forest before returning her gaze to the pale woman before her, frowning slightly. Services? When the woman clarified what she had meant by that, Rayvenne let out a soft, “Ah…” sound. She felt Raeghan jump up to perch on her knee, but she ignored the large raven as she frowned slightly. She doubted she would need the services of a healer. Thanks to the… artifact that was now lodged on her chest, she healed far quicker than most humans. Just thinking about it made her want to unconsciously reach up and touch it, where it was hidden beneath her clothes but she stopped herself. She didn’t want to reveal anything of that to Liva, so she didn’t mention that she had no need for a healer, “Well, I guess there is no harm in us travelling together. Although please tell me… do you have a horse? Or do you travel only using your feet?” Rayvenne asked, glancing around as if trying to see a horse that had escaped her notice. If the woman had no horse, Rayvenne saw it as no real problem, as Maedoc could easily carry the two of them. He was a strong horse, and very fit. He could carry two passengers as easily as he could one. And if Liva did try anything, such as stab her in the back, Rayvenne was very well equipped to defend herself. -
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Neptune replied to Neptune's topic in Craethiel Kingdom's The Tales of Craethiel
Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound When Natia stated that she was ready, Rowan gave Baellator a light affectionate slap on the side of his neck, “Let’s go.” He told the Aelda who let out an excited snort before suddenly turning on the spot, causing the two of them to sway on top of him. Rowan held onto Natia a little tighter, as he also tightened his legs around Baellator’s sides to prevent the both of them from swinging off. The huge stallion then jumped forwards into the treeline, eager to get going. He moved onto a steady canter, swerving between the trees with ease and grace. To Rowan, the trees almost seemed to blur by from how swift the Aelda’s movements were. If he continued at this pace, then they would escape the forest long before nightfall. Rowan was quick to begin enjoying the ride, feeling the powerful muscles flexing between his thighs as Baellator ran smoothly, with a grace that was unrivalled by any other horse he had ridden. He found himself grinning despite himself, suddenly very glad that he had accepted Baellator’s wish to be with the two of them. He then leaned forwards, his mouth very close to Natia’s ear as he asked her, “Are you alright, Natia?” He was forced to raise his voice very slightly as their passage was so swift Rowan could hear the whistling of wind in his sensitive ears. He hoped she was enjoying herself as much as he was, but he wasn’t even sure if she had ever ridden a horse in her life. While most people thought of them as nothing more as a means of transport, Rowan felt differently. He assumed it was down to his ability, which really allowed him to get into the minds of animals. He saw the many different personalities that horses had, and knew that horses were very much able to forge bonds with the people that cared for them, often forgetting that the people were not actually horses. He glanced upwards, watching as a few birds flitted through the tall branches, disturbing the streams of sunlight that managed to filter through, despite the thick foliage. He found the forest both beautiful and enchanting, but he was going to be extremely glad to be out of it and he had no doubt that Natia would echoe his opinion, especially with the kinds of frights she had suffered while here. -
I'm more than happy to have her meet Rose in the forest ^^
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Neptune replied to Neptune's topic in Craethiel Kingdom's The Tales of Craethiel
Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound Rowan watched as Natia reached out and grabbed onto the Aelda’s thick mane and pulled herself up. He put his hands on her thighs, helping her by giving her a shove as he resisted every urge to not grope her arse as he did so. Once she was on Baellator, Rowan looked up at her, his golden eyes glinting in amusement as he also found it funny that she was now significantly taller than he was. But then, Baellator was a monster steed and most certainly being the largest equine creature he had ever seen. Baellator snorted softly at Natia’s question, turning his head to roll his eyes back at her in amusement. Rowan could not only see the amused twinkle on the Aelda’s dark eyes but it was almost as if he could sense it. He tried to push that thought from his mind as he said, “I don’t think you hurt him in the slightest.” At her last question, Rowan grinned up at her slightly, “Well, I don’t plan on walking.” He said, eyeing up the Aelda and deciding how best to approach this. He took a fistful of Baellator’s mane, putting his other hand against his back before he expertly lifted his weight with his arms before using his foot to plan on the Aelda’s side before heaving himself up to swing the other leg across Baellator so that he was sat behind Natia, feeling rather glad that he was very acrobatic. He shifted slightly, getting himself more comfortable as he looked about, “Wow. The view is absolutely fantastic up here.” He then wrapped his arms around Natia’s waist, pulling her back against his chest, as he gripped onto Baellator’s mane. He looked down with a grin, “Comfortable?” He asked, his voice subtly teasing as he quite liked having this excuse to pull Natia close and to hug her like this. He body felt so good against his own and he hoped she enjoyed it as much as he did. Location: Daedrin’s Blackmith, Selil Marketplace. Daedrin tilted his head slightly, his piercing blood red eyes narrowing slightly as his gaze ran over the silvery blade in front of him. He could see the flames from the torches reflected against it, causing it to glitter faintly in the dim room, the colours shifting and moving like a wave across its smooth surface. He could see the metallic crystals in the blade surface, a detail that would escape most people, and felt satisfied that they were the correct size and shape. He lifted his free hand, holding a clean cloth in his grip before he began to rub the cloth up and down the blade as he was polishing it to perfection. He could sense his apprentices nearby, but none of them disturbed him during this time for they knew that his temper was not something to trifle with. He found this task relaxing, and it allowed his mind to wonder as he ran the cloth up and down the blade. It allowed him to inspect every inch of the well crafted blade, giving him a deep sense of satisfaction that yet again, it was perfect. While it was not his way to meditate, it was quite close. He absolutely loved being a blacksmith. The heat of the forge, and the feel of the tools within his grasp. Watching the red-hot piece of metal change shape and take the form that he desired with every strike of a hammer… watching as he polished the dull blade to a mirror perfection, and sharpening it to the correct edge, whether it be relatively dull or razor sharp. Daedrin pulled the cloth away and once again ran his eyes over the blade. It was absolutely beautiful in his eyes. A weapon of war. A tool of death. Perfect and beautiful in its function. The corner of his lip curved slightly in a subtle smirk. It was finished, ready for its intended partner to come and pick it up. Daedrin tucked the polishing cloth into a small tray that was beside him, hiding it from view. He stood up, relieved to be standing again as his arse had gotten numb from sitting on the hard bench for too long. One of his apprentices, seeing that he was finished, came over where Daedrin wordlessly handed him to finished blade so that he could complete the scabbard for when the customer came around later that afternoon. Now that he was standing, Daedrin was aware of the uncomfortable tenseness across his shoulders and down his back from being hunched over. He had spend several days polishing that sword, making sure that it was perfect as the customer was paying a lot for a good quality weapon. Daedric prided himself on his work, and would take no shortcuts. It was more exhausting, but he found that it was a lot more satisfying in the end when the customer sees their weapon for the first time and their eyes light up in delight. The money was good, too. After all, he needed to put food on the table for his wife, and he had apprentices who needed to pay for their families. Wanting to take a break, Daedrin left the main forge room which consisted of most of the shop floor, and went through a door into a break area which had a kitchen stove and several benches. One of the apprentices wives was back here, shaping a loaf of bread before putting it into the stove to cook. She turned around and smiled when she saw him, “Hello, Daedrin. Would you like something to drink?” She asked. “Tea, please.” Daedrin said quietly as he sat himself down in his personal chair. It was made from wood, but was heavily cushioned for his own comfort. It was the only place in his shop that he could sit comfortably for any length of time. He looked over at the fireplace but saw that no fire burnt there as it was already warm enough in here. He red eyes moved over to an open window where he was able to watch the general bustle of the marketplace as people scurried around looking for goods to buy, as traders raised their voices enticingly, trying to encourage people to buy their wares. He lost himself in it, until he sensed the woman coming closer and he switched his attention to her as she held out a cup of herbal tea. He smiled his thanks as he took it before returning his gaze back outside the window, wishing that there was a more exciting job he could be doing right now. -
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Neptune replied to Neptune's topic in Craethiel Kingdom's The Tales of Craethiel
Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound Rowan was pressing his lips together thinly, trying to resist the urge to chuckle at Natia’s embarrassment over her height. Instead of finding it annoying, he found it rather endearing and he had to resist the urge to scoop her up in his arms and kiss her breathless. Instead, he crouched down next to her so that he was eye level with her, his golden eyes sparkling in amusement, “Of course I will, Natia. It’s even going to be a bit of a task for me to get up there…” He wrapped his arms around her shoulder and pulled her close, “There’s no need to be embarrassed about your height. I personally think it’s cute. I like short women.” He then smirked slightly at her before his arm moved down to her thighs, tightening his grip and pulling her against him as he stood up, picking her up as he did so, his arm wrapped under her thigh so that her head was above his. Baellator stepped closer to them, standing still as Rowan turned and said, “Grab onto his mane and use it to pull yourself up.” Despite being given a boost by him, Natia was still going to need to yank herself up. Rowan figured he would still need to boost her up, but he didn’t mind since it was an excuse to touch her. Her small body felt good against his, and he could feel the warmth thought his thin clothes. He was resisting every urge not to put her back down and fuck her right there and then, the main thing stopping them was the worry of another beast coming to cause them trouble. Despite how powerful Baellator was, Rowan doubted he would be a match for something such as the Wyvern that they had passed the previous day. The sooner they got out of the forest, the better. And the sooner they could talk about that sudden display of affection from Natia earlier, a thought that very much appealed to Rowan. -
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Location: CEO Office, Naughty Cow Dairy Alvina looked at her mother as David still seemed to be in a state of shock. Silvina shrugged at her, before saying, “Drag the dear boy out. I need to make some phone calls to let people know that the position has been filled.” She smiled at Alvina, who nodded her head in understanding before she looked at David, “Come on. I’ll get you to the washing machines nice and discretely.” She said before coming over and taking his arm with her hand. Now that she was closer, she had a much closer look at his face and he looked absolutely stunned as if he couldn’t quite believe anything he was being told. It made Alvina wonder what her mother had told him. Her mother could be a little forward at times, she felt, but that didn’t make Alvina love her any less. She tugged on David’s arm, forcibly pulling at him to take him out of the office and into the reception area. Once she had achieved that small goal, she closed the office door behind her to leave her mother in privacy. She gave David another smile as she kept her grip on his arm as she took him through another set of doors that were locked to staff only. She began to pull him down as she said, “We’ve got a small flat on site for some of our staff. They have washing facilities so not only will they have a washer and dryer, but also laundry detergent so we can have them clean as a whistle. You don’t have any allergies to anything that I need to know about, do you?”- 470 replies
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Location: Zack and Silvia’s house. Time: 07:50. Zack slowly opened his eyes, reluctant to face the new day. His eyes felt hot and full of sand, and his mouth tasted like ash. With a deep, low groan, he twisted his head and looked towards the blinds in his study to see small rays of lights sneaking their way into the room. He twisted on the sofa bed, before reaching down to the floor and picking up his phone. He pressed the button, squinting a little as he saw that it was ten to eight in the morning. He sighed, knowing that he didn’t get to sleep until five in the morning. But then he didn’t sleep easy these days. So many worries pressed down on him, keeping him awake when he could be peacefully resting. With a huff, Zack pulled himself upright before leaning back as he dropped the phone beside him as he rubbed his face to try and bring himself fully to consciousness. He then lowered his hands, allowing them to flop to his lap as his eyes shifted themselves to the floor before the sofa bed that he was sat on. There was a half drunk bottle of Jack Daniels Whiskey as well as an ashtray that was filled with cigarette ash and butts. He leaned down, picking up his packet of cigarettes and seeing that there was one left. He would need to pick up some more today. He pulled it out and brought it up to his lips before picking up his lighter and lighting the end. He then took the first drag of the cigarette, drawing the smoke down into his lungs before pulling the white stick away and sighing out the smoke, watching as it curled curled up towards the ceiling. He tried to remember what he had been doing the night before. He looked over to his desk where his computer was still on, but the screen was off as it was preventing the burn in of the screen. Knowing him, he was either browsing some kind of forum or he was watching porn. It was what he usually did on his evenings after the gym. He couldn’t stand to sit next to Silvia in icy silence as she stared blankly at whatever it was on the television. She never paid attention to anything. Just went through the motions, as if she was half dead. He just couldn’t stand it. So he often locked himself away in his study, browsing forums and making friends online. It was better than anything else he could do when he wasn’t able to get away from the house. Zack looked down at his cigarette to see that it was almost out. He took the last pull of it, before stubbing it out in the ashtray. He then stood up, knowing that he needed to get washed and get dressed so that he could go to work today. He picked up the ash tray and bottle of whiskey, putting the tray on the desk before stowing the whiskey away from view in the desk cupboard. He then picked up his shirt from where it had been flung across the back of his computer chair before leaving the study and heading upstairs to the main bedroom. When he entered, he saw that the bed was empty and neatly made which meant that Silvia was already up. He closed the bedroom door, before stripping himself and throwing his clothes into the washing hamper. He then retired into the bathroom where he took a quick shower which made him feel a lot better and far more awake. When he felt that he was sufficiently clean, he stepped out and picked up one of the clean towels before drying himself down. Once he was dry enough, he neatly put the towel back before he left the bathroom to go back into the bedroom. Despite the fact that he and Silvia didn’t sleep in the same bed anymore, his clothes were all still in the master bedroom. He moved over to his chest of drawers where he pulled out a pair of black silky boxers and black socks, pulling them on. He also picked out a white shirt along with a black tie, dressing himself in them with practised ease. He then moved over to the wardrobe, pulling it open to pick out matching black suit trousers and black suit jacket. He pulled the trousers on, tucking in his shirt so that his appearance was neat and orderly before he shrugged on the jacket. He checked himself in the mirror, before frowning as his hair was still a little messy. He picked up his wife’s comb and combed his hair to make it more presentable. Once he was satisfied, he put the comb back before he headed down to the kitchen. When he got there, he found Silvia sat at the kitchen table, staring at the painted wall of the room. She was wearing a light blue dress that went down to mid-shin, with a black belt around her waist. Her hair was slightly damp, suggesting that she had a shower when she got up, but it was combed and neat. Her face was blank and unreadable, her eyes dull and incurious. “Good morning.” Zack greeted her, but as usual he didn’t get a response. Used to being ignored like that, Zack moved over to the kitchen side where he opened the bread bin and pulled out the loaf of sliced bread, pulling out four slices. He put the loaf back into the bin before he moved over to the toaster and dropping them inside before pressing the slices down. As he did so, he looked up and out of the kitchen window which had a view of the front of the property. He could see one of the neighbours coming out of his home, followed by his wife. He couldn’t hear what they were saying, but the man had paused to speak to his wife before she leaned over and gave him a loving kiss before she waved him off. The sight caused a wave of envy to surge through Zack. He wished he had his old wife back before they lost… Before then, Silvia had been so vibrant and alive. Her eyes would sparkle with happiness and she had felt so alive when he held her against him. Now… now she felt cold and lifeless. Her eyes dull, that saw without seeing. She went through the motions of life, doing things in a slow manner. Her body stiff and unresponsive, when it once had been soft and yielding to his touch… He was suddenly jerked from his thoughts when the toast popped up with a metallic twang. Resisting the urge to sigh, he pulled down a couple of plates before he buttered the toast. As he put the butter back into the fridge, he noticed an open jaw of strawberry jam. He reached in, picking it up and staring at it for several moments. He then closed the fridge door and moved back to the side where he spread some of the jam onto the toast. He put the jar back, before picking up the two plates and moving over to the table where Silvia was sat. He put the plate down in front of her, before he sat down next to her, picking up a piece of the toast and taking a bite from it. He watched as Silvia looked down at the plate, before she picked up one of the slices of toast. She then took a small bite from it and began to chew slowly. Zack continued to watch her for several long moments before he turned to his own breakfast. There came the tap of toenails on the hard kitchen floor and Zack turned his head to see Shane, their eight year old German Shepard trot into the kitchen. He wagged his tail when he saw Zack, his lower jaw dropping as his tongue hung out the side of his mouth. Zack reached down and ruffled the top of Shane’s head before he looked up as Rose came in, his only surviving daughter and the one that he was determined never to lose. She was wearing a knee length dress, cream in colour with a floral design that ringed the bottom of the dress. It had short sleeves, covering her shoulders with a high neckline. She was wearing a pair of white tights that hid her legs from view, with a pair of white sandals. “What are you doing up? Aren’t you taking today off of work?” Zack asked her after swallowing his mouthful. Rose gave him one of her sweet smiles before saying in her soft voice, “I am, but I was thinking of taking a small stroll in the woods with Shane. This morning just looks too beautiful to stay inside.” “Ah. Well. Stay safe, and don’t forget your phone.” Zack told her. Rose grinned as she passed him, heading to the fridge, “Don’t worry. Dad. I will. I’m always safe, especially with Shane.” She said as she pulled out an apple. She came back to the table, kissing Silvia on the cheek but like Zack, received no response. Rose then kissed Zack on the cheek, who smiled at her before watching as Rose left the kitchen with Shane. Zack then turned back to his toast, aiming to finish it before he was to take Silvia to their shop, the Winter Flowers. In the front hall, Rose took down Shane’s lead as the dog excitedly danced around her in his happiness at being taken out on a walk. Rose giggled, “Calm down, Shane.” She said, struggling a little to clip the lead onto Shane’s collar. Once it was secure, she took her coat down and shrugged it on before putting her hand into her pocket to ensure that her keys were inside. Gripping the lead with one hand and holding her apple with the other, She unlocked the front door and stepped outside, closing the door behind her before she walked down the path of their front garden with Shane padding happily at her heel. Rose bit into the juicy fruit, sighing happily as she chewed on it. She looked up at the blue sky, and the fluffy white clouds that populated it. Today was a beautiful day, and she loved this lovely morning. She could hear the birds singing as if their hearts were going to burst, bringing a sense of peace to the small woman. A smile blossomed on her face as a gentle breeze caressed her cheek as she had the feeling that nothing was awry. This day was too lovely to let anything bother her. To leave her worries at the door when she had stepped out. To put out of mind her parents and the worry she felt for them, as well as any thought of her little sister. Right now, it was all about herself and Shane, her beloved companion. As the two moved down the street, she looked down at Shane with a smile as he was peering into one of the neighbours gardens as they were out, digging around in one of their flowerbeds. The old woman looked up at Rose, giving her a smile and a warm, “Good morning!” “Good morning, Mrs. Greenwood!” Rose greeted in a cheery voice, causing the woman to chuckle softly before she bent down to her work again. Rose continued down the street, walking along now familiar streets on her way to the nearest forested area. She was quite glad that she and her family had moved here. While she was fond of the country that she grew up in, she much prefered being here in Black City. It always felt as if there was a lot more space than Southampton. It felt a lot less cramped and, to Rose, a lot less rushed. Sometimes she had the feeling that there was something more to it, but she could never put her finger on it and merely shrugged and didn’t pay it any attention. As long as she had her family, Shane, and the shop then she was content in her life. Even though she had the grades to, she didn’t want to go to University at the moment. She wanted to spend time off and work with her father. Then, if she felt it would be useful, she might. Perhaps do a business course to help her parents with the shop instead of just being able to arrange pretty flowers but first she wanted to get experience in the world of work as well as save up money for herself. Pleased with that thought, Rose moved through a gate that headed into a small field. There was a path that went straight through it to the forests beyond. By now, she had finished her apple but carried it with her as she didn’t want to litter on the pathways. She would wait until they reached the forest, before throwing it aside as it did more good than harm in the forest. Besides, it would be gone within a matter of days due to the insect life. Humming happily to herself, Rose walked the length of the field until they came to the forest. She threw the apple core aside, watching as it bounced off of the ground and settled next to a large tree. She then patted her thigh to catch Shane’s attention, “Come here, boy.” She said in a sweet voice. Obediently, the dog came closer to stand next to her and she reached down and removed the leash from him so that he could walk about unheeded. He was a good dog, and never strayed far from her. She also wasn’t worried about encountering other people, as Shane was extremely friendly and even tended to get on well with other dogs. With a happy bark, Shane took off running down the woodland path. With a giggle, Rose followed him as the two of them moved deeper into the forest. The white haired woman looked up, looking at the streams of light that filtered in through the leaves, shifting and dancing as the trees swayed in the gentle breeze. The sounds of birdsong filled the air, as Rose completely forgot that she was no more than five minutes away from civilisation. She looked back down as Shane trotted towards her, carrying a stick in his mouth. With a free and happy laugh, she grabbed onto the stick and tried to pull it from him, but Shane resisted. It was one of his favourite games, to wrestle with the sticks he had brought over. Rose tugged and yanked at the stick, but Shane didn’t budge an inch. His tail wagged furiously, happy to be playing a game with her. Rose then twisted the stick and pulled it out the side of his mouth. The German Shepherd jumped back, letting out a playful bark as he looked at her expectantly. Rose drew her arm back before flinging the stick into the woods, with Shane bounding after it. She sighed happily. Yes, today was a perfect day.
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Location: Rosayia Forest, along with Ageon River, heading Northbound At Natia’s question, Beallator snorted as his tail flicked, sounding a little amused. Rowan smiled, thinking that it looked sweet to see Natia being so close to the Aelda despite the fact that it absolutely dwarfed her and made her look even more tiny than before. But that was fine in Rowan’s eyes. He liked small woman; he found them absolutely adorable and Natia was no exception. Especially with her exotic white hair and purple eyes, features he found extremely attractive. When she lifted the slice to Baellator the huge creature gently took it from her hand, taking care not to bite Natia’s hand in the process. He snorted happily, his tail flicking from side to side as he pawed at the ground like an excited puppy. Rowan chuckled, before he felt Natia nudge him gently and he looked down to see that she was offering him her half of the apple. “Ah, thank you.” He said, graciously accepting the offering to which he took a bite of the sweet flesh of the apple, “Mm. Not bad.” He mumbled around his mouthful as he chewed it. Baellator had made short work of his half, and seemed to be quite happy accepting Natia’s affection. After the gentle kiss, he nuzzled back at her with a soft whinnying sound before he let out a loud snort. He pressed his head against her gently, closing his eyes as he relaxed. Rowan took another bite of the apple slice before he handed the rest back to Natia so that she could eat the rest of it. He had eaten his fill, and didn’t fancy any more. While he was loath to break Natia’s affection with the Aelda, they really should move on. He put his hand on her shoulder and said, “Natia, we really should be going if we want to make it out of the forest by nightful.” Baellator pulled away from Natia and eyed Rowan before snorting and nudging him again. Once again, Rowan felt a series of impressions without words and it took him several moments to work it out. He then said, “You know, Natia… I think he is telepathic. Because I think… he wants to… go with us?” He said the last part in a questioning tone, watching Baellator. The huge stallion pawed at the ground, letting out a snort as he ducked his head up and down as if to emphatically agree with him. “What about your herd?” Rowan asked, looking towards where the other Aelda had been with the baby unicorn onto to see that they were gone. Once more, he felt impressions press in on him, and he let out an, “Ah… they’ve already moved on. They’re fine without you… I see.” He then shrugged and looked at Natia, “Want to ride Baellator? I really don’t think he would object, would you Baellator?” He asked, looking at Baellator who shook his head with a snort causing Rowan to chuckle. -
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Role: Onlooker Name: Silvia Winter Date of Birth: 53 Age: 53 Species: Human Height: 149.9 cm (5'1") Weight: 42.9kg (7st 10lbs) Nationality: American (Legal Immigrant) Occupation: Administrator at Winter Flowers Information: Despite her age, Silvia looks quite youthful. Her white hair is natural, and it is where Rose gets it. She is a very quiet woman, and isn't one to actively engage in conversation. She has drawn a private shell around herself, due to the tragedy that has struck the family in the past. She is quite numb to the world, and doesn't seem to react much to anything as if she was dead to the world.-
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Winter Flowers is a flower shop owned by Zack Winter and his family. His wife, Silvia, tends to remain in the back to deal with accounting and other administrative details. His daughter, Rose Winter, now works full time at the shop and helps him on the shop floor. People can come in, and buy a wide range of flowers from singular flowers, to bunches to doing an order for an event such as a wedding.-
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I've put the character IDs up as I said I would, but because I'm going to bed now, I'll deal with the other stuff like extra information on their shop tomorrow. *edit* Didn't know if we could double post in the OoC, but I've finished putting the extra info up. I will have to start working on the opening post for my characters soon. *editedit* I've done an intro post with my characters, just to set the scene for them since I'm not expecting much to happen to them at first.
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Character Identity Information Name: Zack Winter Age/Date of Birth: 53 Gender: Male Religion: Atheist. Species: Human. Origin: Southampton, England, United Kingdom. Nationality: American (Legal immigrant). Occupation: Owner of “Winter Flowers” Role: Onlooker, for the moment. Can be both Blackmailer and Victim, depending on RP circumstances. Physical Appearance Height: 193cm (6’4”) Weight: 84.2kg (13st 4lb) Eye Colour: Emerald Green Hair Colour: Black Physical Description: Zack is a tall, handsome man who looks good despite being over fifty years of age. He has a few wrinkles on his face, mainly at the corners of his mouth as well as laugh lines at the corner of his eyes. Fat wise, he has very little but he is well muscled as he spends time at the gym to keep himself fit and healthy. Thus he is physically strong, and has a six pack. His handsome face has eyes that are slightly angled, with well formed eyebrows sitting above them which give him an intense look. He has a well shaped nose, a wide well formed mouth and a strong chin which combine together to give him a handsome look without appearing too feminine or ruggedly masculine. He is often seen wearing suits and other smart wear, along with formal jackets. He doesn’t tend to wear casual clothing a lot, even at home. Personality, Traits and Abilities General Overview: Zack is quite a confident man, who walks with a confident stride and carries himself confidently. His gaze is firm and unwavering, and he doesn’t cower away from adversity or trouble and instead thinks of a way to get out of it. He is quite a private man, and thus doesn’t tend to offer up much information about his personal life or his feelings. He is a family man, and cares deeply for them despite the tragedy that has happened to them. Thus he can be a little protective over Rose, and doesn’t really like seeing her go out on her own yet knows that he cannot hold onto her forever. He is a hard worker, and likes to work hard to provide for his family so that they have a good house to live in, and plenty of food in their stomachs. He doesn’t like being lazy, and he doesn’t like sitting still if he isn’t doing something. Strengths, Skills and Abilities: Coming from England, he knows how to handle himself in a fist brawl and can hit hard enough to cause injuries such as broken noses and concussion. Since coming to America, he has had training in firearms and always carries a concealed pistol on his person. At home he has a rifle and a shotgun hidden in a gun safe, where his family do not know about. Thus he is always armed, and he is quite proficient with the use of a weapon. Physically, he’s quite strong and can easily lift an object that most people would struggle with such as furniture and weights. Weaknesses: He’s still quite mortal and is able to die from a number of serious injuries. He can fall prey to someone with a better fighting skill than he does, or even a better marksman skill than he has, such as having a quicker draw. He also cares quite deeply about his family, and won’t want to let any harm come to them. He has already lost one daughter, he does not want to lose another. Ambitions (Hopes/Dreams): He wants to continue with his life in Black City, and to keep his shop afloat with his daughter, Rose. Hobbies and Interests: He quite likes reading, especially in the evenings and with a glass of whiskey beside him. Zack likes to go to the gym for both cardio and muscular workout, because he likes to keep himself fit and healthy. He also likes to go to the ranges and practice his shooting with a gun, as it helps get him out of the house and it is a better alternative than drowning his sorrows in a bar. Personal Sexual Information Sexual Orientation: Bisexual. Turn ons: Unprotected sex. Making love with someone he has a deep emotional connection with. Rough, loveless sex. Dominating others in the bedroom. BDSM. He is a bit of a sadist, and he likes to tie his partners up and sexually torture them. It is his biggest fetish. Turn offs: Being controlled or dominated. Scat, Golden Showers, Gore and Vore. Adult Baby. Penis Length: 12” Breast Size: N/A Sensitivity: Average STD History: Clean. Extra Information Spouse: Silvia Winter Father: Benjamin Winter (Deceased) Mother: Danice Winter (Deceased) Siblings: None. Children: Rose Winter, Aimie Winter (Deceased) House: He and his wife live in a two bedroomed house in the suburbs of Black City. It is a decent sized property. On the ground floor, it has a kitchen, a dining room, a large living room, a twin garage that can store two cars as well as a study which is his man cave that has a computer and a sofa bed. Upstairs, there is the Master bedroom which has an en-suite bathroom as well as a wardrobe that stretches the length of one of the walls. There is a bathroom at the end of the landing, a door leading to the airing cupboard as well as the second bedroom which has a single bed, a chest of drawers and a desk which is Rose’s bedroom. Car: 2018 Mercedes AMG E 63 S. It is black in colour, and has the black leather interior, along with the black wood finish. Pet: He personally has no pets, but he bought Rose a German Shepard, Shane, who is affectionate with the entire family. Additional information: He smokes cigarettes and is also a frequent drinker. History Bio: Zack was born and raised in Southampton, fifty three years ago. Both of his parents were devout Christians, and he was raised as one in an all boys school that he attended. As a child he was quite well behaved, as his father was extremely strict with him and instilled values of hard work and chivalry into him, lessons that he still carries with him to this day. When he was sixteen, he left school and began working for his father’s company in an office job. It was rather dull work, but Zack didn’t mind as it allowed him to start saving money so that he could buy himself a home when he was old enough. Not only that, but he dreamed of marrying a beautiful woman and settling down with a family. After he had left school, his Christian beliefs began to mean less and less as the years went by. He found himself questioning it, and even having frequent arguments with his father about it until in the end he gave up, as neither of them were going to change their opinion. Zack decided to keep it quiet and to avoid bad blood between family members as he didn’t want to fracture the family apart. When he was twenty, he met a beautiful young woman by the name of Silvia. She was the same age as him, and she had been raised in the next town over. The two of them were instantly smitten with each other especially because they had met, cliché as it may sound, in a supermarket. The two of them were buying strawberries, and noticed each other, confessing that strawberries were their favourite fruit. She was, like his parents, a Christian but unlike them she wasn’t a hardcore believer and understood why Zack had lost his faith. She didn’t mind. The one thing she was adamant on, was that she wanted to wait until after marriage to start having sex which Zack didn’t mind in the slightest, because he knew she was the woman for him. Besides, at that point, he had not had sex himself and was more than willing to wait. He bought them a three-bedroomed house, taking out a mortgage in the process as he was determined to marry her and take her back to an actual home. He and Silvia then married one another when they were twenty-three and settled down in a happy marriage. As he had thought, Silvia made the perfect wife. She kept the place clean, and did all the cooking with a happy smile on her face. When they were twenty-five the two of them started trying for a child however, despite trying every day, nothing seemed to be happening. After a couple of years, they went to the doctors as they wanted to figure out what was going on. They discovered that Silvia was sterile, and would not be able to become pregnant. The news was crushing for the both of them, as they had both wanted to start a family together. Despite this, though, Zack stuck with Silvia and promised never to leave her. It took time for them both to adjust to the news but they settled back to their old routine, both convinced that they would never enjoy a family together. At the age of thirty, Zack’s parents passed away in a car crash. Zack grieved for his parents, as he had loved them dearly however he was angered when it was revealed that he had been left nothing in their will. His father had removed him from it, not long after he had discovered that Zack was an atheist. It felt like a blow to the stomach for Zack, and caused him to harbour a sense of resentment towards his father. Instead, his father's wealth, home and company went to Zack’s uncle who immediately took over the company and started running it although he allowed Zack to remain in his work position. He tried to give Zack some of the money that had been given to him, but Zack refused stating that his father didn’t want him to have the money thus it wouldn’t be right to accept it. Instead, he was determined to earn his own money and continue looking after his beloved wife. Just when Zack had finally become completely comfortable with the idea that he would never have children, a miracle happened when he was thirty-five. His wife began feeling sick in the mornings and complaining of other symptoms. Worried, he had taken her to the doctors to see what was wrong, only for them to be told that Silvia was pregnant. At first, neither of them could believe their own ears and even as Silvia became visibly pregnant during the months, it felt unreal. Finally, Rose was born to them and they absolutely loved her. She was the sweetest child that they could have ever asked for. They spoilt their miracle child, and her inclusion in their lives made it feel complete. Zack had never felt as close to his wife as in this moment. Four years later, Silvia became pregnant again with Aimie. It felt as if a miracle had struck twice and they were blessed with two beautiful daughters. It wasn’t all sun and roses, though. Zack realised that they might have been a bit too hasty in spoiling Rose, as she became jealous of the attention that the baby was receiving despite their best efforts. Rose started to act out, getting in trouble with them as well as at school when she had started it. It frustrated Zack, but he didn’t know what to do to calm the situation down. This continued on for four years, until tragedy struck their family. Silvia had gone up to check on Aimie, who was having a bath at the time only to find her face down in the bathtub, dead. At her screaming, he rushed to see what was wrong, and was horrified by what he saw. He quickly called an ambulance, however it was far too late to save their second little angel. The loss devastated them, and both Silvia and Zack blamed themselves for what had happened. The reports came back that her death was a preventable accident. She had slipped and fallen in the bath, hitting her head on the tiles which had knocked her unconscious. She had then fallen into the bath water, where she had unwittingly drowned to death. If someone had of heard the slip, or had someone even been supervising her, she would have survived. Silvia withdrew in on herself, becoming distant and less communicative. Zack dealt with his grief by throwing himself into his work, and working himself to the point of exhaustion so that he wouldn’t suffer nightmares of the scene he had seen in the bathroom. It was hard for Zack to cope with the loss of Aimie, and everytime he woke up he was plagued with memories of her. He had loved his daughter deeply and her absence left a huge hole in his heart. It was around this time that he started smoking and drinking on a regular occasion, a means to deal with it. Thankfully, Rose settled down as she seemed to suffer just as much as her parents did, clearly having loved her sister more than she had let on. Finally, after two years, Zack had enough. He spoke to his wife, and the two agreed that the memories were far too painful to deal with and opted to move to the Black City, in America so start a new life where they hoped that their family would heal. Zack had been saving up for years, and had enough money to buy them a new house; a two bedroomed suburban house as well as a shop which he called “Winter Flowers” as Aimie had loved flowers and it was one of the ways he wanted to remember her by. He was glad that Rose loved the idea, and had easily fallen in love with making flower arrangements, and he hoped to one day hand the little shop over to her. It earned them enough to pay the mortgage and put food on the table. Despite the move to a new location, Zack and Silvia’s marriage still continued to suffer. The two of them began to drift apart from one another, speaking less and less to each other. They stayed together because it was easier, especially with the shop, as well as for Rose. Zack still loved his beautiful wife, and nothing would make him happier to see her cheerful, smiling face. It was as if the spirit had been torn from her. He knew that she wasn’t actively suicidal, but she had become dead to the world. By the time Zack was fifty-three, they even slept apart from each other. He slept on a sofa bed in his study, which is where he spends most of his time when at home. If he isn’t in his study, he is usually either at the shop, gym or a bar. But he didn’t want to give up on her. He wants to try and bring her out of her shell, no matter the cost because it hurt him to look into her eyes and see nothing but the dark abyss.-
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Character Identity Information Name: Rose Winter Age/Date of Birth: 18 Gender: Female Religion: Christian, although she is not a hardcore believer. Species: Human. Origin: Southampton, England, United Kingdom. Nationality: American (Legal immigrant). Occupation: Sales assistant at “Winter Flowers” Role: Victim Physical Appearance Height: 147.3cm (4’10”) Weight: 40.6kg (6st 6lb) Eye Colour: Deep, sapphire blue. Hair Colour: Snow white. Physical Description: Rose is a very small, sweet looking young woman. She has a rather youthful looking face, with large sapphire blue eyes. Her hair is unusual in that it is a snow-white in colour despite her age. She is also on the lower end of a suitable weight for her height, as she has little fat on her body and she also lacks muscle which gives her a very slender appearance. She has curvy hips that move on down into smooth, shapely legs. Her breasts are medium in size, not being large but not being too small either. She tends to wear quite conservative clothing, with nothing that reveals too much. Rose likes to wear feminine dresses as well as skirts, but they are rarely above the knee. She also likes to wear trousers, especially if it is more practical to do so, such as doing a lot of vigorous work, or going hiking. Personality, Traits and Abilities General Overview: Rose is incredibly sweet, kind and caring. She rarely says anything bad about anyone, and always tries to see the best in everyone. She will do her best not to judge others, for their appearance or actions, and always believes that there is a reason behind someone’s behaviour. She will go out of her way to help others, including strangers, and delights in doing things such as working in a soup kitchen to feed the homeless, or volunteering at a charity shop or an animal shelter. Rose is also quite shy, especially when it comes to meeting strangers. It can take her a little while to warm up to new people, but once she has she becomes more relaxed, bubbly and friendly. She is also a rather proper young lady who doesn’t curse or talk about anything lewd. She tends to steer away from that topic of conversation rather quickly. Rose absolutely loves nature, and loves to take walks in the woods alone so that she can take joy in being around plants and animals. Sometimes she will take a camera with her so that she can take pictures, but she always feels that they are a poor substitute for the real thing. Strengths, Skills and Abilities: Rose has absolutely no fighting skills to speak of, as she prefers to deal with situations diplomatically rather than through violence. She is quite good at taking care of plants, able to bring even plants her parents thought were beyond saving back to life. She is also very good at arranging flowers in an artful manner, and she takes delight in doing so. Her sweet, kind and helpful nature has a tendency to win her good friends who will stick up for her. She is quite good with animals, and tends to make friends with them quickly. Weaknesses: As Rose is quite small, and is physically quite weak, she is very vulnerable to being attacked and overwhelmed by an opponent. She also tends to avoid any and all conflict whenever she can, due to her pacifistic nature. She is also terrible at being able to stand up for herself. Her kind and caring nature can also be used against her by those with malicious intents, as they can be easily used to lure her into a trap. Ambitions (Hopes/Dreams): She wants to take over the family business one day. It is a small, humble shop which she feels suits her perfectly. Hobbies and Interests: Rose absolutely lovers flower arrangement, and taking walks in the woods. She rarely spends time on the computer, or playing games. Personal Sexual Information Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual. Turn ons: Due to lack of experience, she doesn’t have many. She also tends not to think about sex often, either. She prefers loving, sensual and intimate sex with a loving partner. Turn offs: Being forced, controlled or coerced. She also thinks things such as Scat, Gore, Vore and Golden Showers are absolutely disgusting. Penis Length: N/A Breast Size: 32 B Sensitivity: Sensitive Additional Sexual Information: At the beginning of this roleplay, Rose is a virgin. She wants to wait until she is married before fully giving herself over to the man she loves. The sides of her neck are sensitive spots for her, as well as the spot just underneath her ears. Her breasts and nipples are quite sensitive as well, making it easy to arouse her. STD History: Clean. Extra Information Father: Zack Winter. Mother: Silvia Winter Siblings: Aimie Winter (Deceased) House: She lives with her parents. Car: A used 2014 Chevrolet Cruze with Silver paint, with a black interior. Pet: She has an eight year old German Shepard by the name of Shane. History Bio: Rose was born in Southampton, England to her loving and devoted parents. They absolutely adored their daughter, who had come along after years of trying hard to conceive. Her parents were thirty-five when Rose was born, and they celebrated her birth. They spoilt her as a young child as she was, to them, a miracle child. She was a very sweet and pacid child who adored the attention her parents lavished on her. This came to an end, though, when her mother became pregnant with Aimie when Rose was four years old. Suddenly, Rose was no longer the only child and had to deal with sharing the affection of her parents with her baby sister which she did not like in the slightest. She had gotten used to getting all of their attention and thus she suffered from a jealous rage. This caused her to act out, and cause trouble just so that she could get attention. This lead to her being told off a lot by her parents, as well as frequently get into trouble at school. When she was eight years old, tragedy struck the family. Aimie was discovered by her mother, lying face down in the bathtub, dead. Rose had been in her bedroom at the time of the discovery, and heard her mother’s screams as she tried fruitlessly to bring her four year old daughter back to life but to no avail. They called the ambulance and the police arrived to investigate the death but it eventually came back ruled as an accident. From that moment, the family changed. Rose no longer acted out, and instead retreated into a shy shell that she rarely allowed people into. Her mother almost lost her mind from grief, and became quite distant from the family. Zack, Rose’s father, busied himself with work to prevent himself from thinking about it. Two years later, her parents decided that leaving England would be the best thing for them. They were deeply shaken by what had happened to one of their miracle daughters, and wanted a change of scene. So they moved their family to America, specifically the Black City where they settled in a two bedroomed house. Zack decided to open a business, to which they called “Winter Flowers” which he intended to use a means to support themselves in their new home and have enough to get by. Rose absolutely adored the new shop, and would come by every day after school to help her father. Her mother usually remained in the back of the shop, doing administrative work as nothing seemed to be bringing her out of the shell she had placed herself into after her daughter’s death. Zack also purchased a German Shepard Puppy which he gave to Rose, to become the companion her little sister could have become. Rose loved him from the moment she laid eyes on him, and called him Shane. Still, that did not stop Rose enjoying her new home and new school, where she met a lot of new friends. Since her sisters death, she had changed a lot, becoming a lot less of a troublemaker and becoming more helpful and sweet much like her her younger sister was before her death. Rose was often picked on at school, but due to her very sweet and helpful nature, people tended to stick up for her. Which was a good thing, since Rose had never been good at standing her ground. When she was sixteen, she started officially working at her parent’s shop after school and on weekends. She absolutely loved it, and would save away her money so that she could afford a car when she was eighteen as she had learnt how to drive while in school, getting her license when she was almost seventeen, having failed the test first time around. She has recently graduated from school and now works full time for her father in their shop.-
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Location: CEO Office, Naughty Cow Dairy Silvina flicked her fingers in a slightly dismissive gesture, before she said, “She’s a good child. She won’t judge for it. Besides, she’s had sex before… with me.” She smirked slightly as she revealed that small piece of information to him, before adding, “So she won’t be surprised in the slightest.” She didn’t add that Alvina would have expected it, since she knew very well what the effects of the milk were. She would have been far more surprised if Silvina and David didn’t have sex. Her smirk shifted into a warm smile before she told him gently, “Don’t worry, dear. It will be completely fine. She will be discreet if you ask her to. And she’s a sweet child, I think you would like her.” To stop David from further fussing, Silvina picked up her phone and pressed the quick dial to ring the reception. She lifted the receiver to her ear and when Alvina picked up, she said, “Come to the office, dear. David needs some clothes washing, and I need you to show him the way.” She put the phone down, and a moment later the door opened and the small elf girl entered. Alvina could smell the scent of sex instantly, and she blushed slightly but otherwise didn’t say anything. She looked at David and smiled at him, “Come on, I’ll help get your clothes washed and cleaned before you leave, sir.” She said, giving him a slight bow which helped hide her blushing cheeks. She was a little embarrassed because she was so new to all of this, but she didn’t outwardly make a comment because she could see that David looked similarly uncomfortable. She didn’t want to make him anymore uncomfortable. She straightened before giving him a sweet smile which she hoped would help him relax.- 470 replies
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Aura is a very friendly and open roleplayer, who is up for quite a lot. He is especially good for those that like a dark plotline as he likes to throw his characters into difficult and humiliating situations. In that, he and I share something in common as I often like being sadistic to my own characters. He’s very approachable, and is extremely friendly. He’s also really good at bouncing ideas off of, and can come up with exciting and thrilling plots that are fantastic for character development. His posts are extremely detailed, and an absolute pleasure to read. He is very good at writing it in such a way that really puts you into the characters head from what they’re thinking, and how they’re feeling. The level of detail in his post help encourage his partners to do their best to keep up with him. He’s also really good at giving advice and constructive criticism on your roleplaying, and if you take what he says on board, then you’re bound to improve. He’s also very honest, so if you make a mistake then he will not hesitate to let you know which is something I personally think is a very good quality in a roleplaying partner. 10/10 would recommend. Open to a lot, honest, and makes very good quality posts.
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If you like a slow paced, but detailed roleplays than Manni is a good choice. He’s not the quickest to post, but his posts are always a pleasure to read with a good level of detail that really gets into the emotional state of his characters, as well as being very telling on their current thoughts. Manni is also good at coming up with exciting plotlines that are ideal for someone who likes a good adventure roleplay with a long story behind it. I have roleplayed with Manni for a few years now, and I’ve enjoyed it a lot. He’s very approachable when it comes to discussing roleplays and he’s good to bounce ideas off of. Manni is very friendly, and open for a fair number of things. He’s very happy to be poked from time to time to be reminded to post for you and has never once gotten annoyed, or irritable in the years I have known him. 10/10 would recommend, especially for those that like long roleplays and doesn’t mind a relaxed pace. -
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