Noah Olson We all want something to hold in the night We don't care if it hurts or we're holding too tight
Noah left Delphine early in the morning, telling her he would be back sometime in the afternoon. He left her with a little money and instructions to have a good day but to stay out of trouble. He couldn't forget how the shopkeeper had spoken about her yesterday as they roamed the shops. The man was lucky that Delphine had pulled Noah so quickly away, otherwise he may have been left to lay over his goods with blood dripping from the corner of his lip. It had raised his ire more than he expected it to. However, no one who knew Noah could be as surprised. He was protective, ready to go to bat for people he only just called an acquaintance, most of the time. He had killed a man who merely looked and was suspicious of being a thread to protect Korbin. What would he do for Delphine? He wasn't sure, but he knew it would shock him.
He left her, for now, however, because he had a mission. With failed shrine visits and curses to bet, Noah needed help. He needed to understand. There was so much he did not know. While his people had spent their time praying to the old gods, Noah still hardly knew them, let alone their heralds. This plan for help came only with the stirring of memory. He heard a familiar name on the streets of Torchline, and now he sought her. He stood at the front entry of the brothel, hands fiddling uncomfortably with the container of salve he still had front his first encounter with the woman. He swallowed before gaining enough composure to knock on the door. |
can you help me?
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the Forsaken
07-17-2020, 03:34 PM
the Nightingale
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Age: 26 | Height: 5'9" | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood Level: 5 - Strg: 32 - Dext: 46 - Endr: 41 - Luck: 41 - Int: PIM - Mythical - Dragon (Electricity) BRANBAST - Mythical - Sear Cat (Speech)
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07-21-2020, 11:34 PM
PHOEBE
A knock on the door was certainly unusual. Most people knew to just walk in - the Halenani was still a business after all. Nevertheless, Phoebe paused in her tidying of the front area - someone had tracked in mud on their boots - and attended to the door. "Now just what sort of odd fellow knocks on a brothel door, hm?" she said as she opened it. Much to her surprise, it was someone she actually recognized. "Noah?!" she said in surprise.
Unlike last they met, Phoebe no longer donned a modest sun dress, but instead a flowing gown more suited to the place and the over-hot and muggy weather, her hair tied up in a bun upon her head. She smiled at the hunter, stepping aside so he could come in. "What brings you here? Surely you didn't come all this way just for some fun." she said with a wink. my heart is so tired BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
the Forsaken
07-24-2020, 03:29 PM
the Nightingale
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08-10-2020, 05:26 PM
PHOEBE
"As do you!" Phoebe said, still surprised to see the Halovian huntet come strolling through her door. So much had happened since she last saw him it felt like ages had passed, despite only a couple seasons separating the meetings. As he entered she moved to the counter, pulling out a few glasses and bottles of various liquor. If he wasn't here to buy a service she could at least offer him a drink whilst they chatted!
"You came all this way just to talk to little old me? Im flattered." she said with a grin. "Care for something to drink?" she asked. Whatever he chose she would pour for him before leading him out to the back porch, settling down at one of the many seating areas. "What sorts of questions can I help you with?" she asked. my heart is so tired BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
the Forsaken
08-11-2020, 05:25 PM
the Nightingale
Midwife✓
Age: 26 | Height: 5'9" | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood Level: 5 - Strg: 32 - Dext: 46 - Endr: 41 - Luck: 41 - Int: PIM - Mythical - Dragon (Electricity) BRANBAST - Mythical - Sear Cat (Speech)
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08-14-2020, 03:55 PM
PHOEBE
"What Guild?" Phoebe asked curiously, carrying their drinks out to the porch. But that seemed not all the news he had. As she settled into her chair she smiled, glass of white wine held in dainty fingers. "Got yourself a lady friend? What's her name?" she asked. He was awfully bashful about it, she thought. But perhaps her tolerance for public affection had simply gone up, given her newfound profession.
But the conversation turned to one of the divine, and she watched him with a steady gaze as he explained the situation. She hummed a bit, sipping her wine as she thought. "Well, if it helps any, you are far from the first person I have heard with this conundrum. So it certainly isn't anything personal." she said with a reassuring smile. "The gods have many things to attend to, and by comparison we are small specks in their reality. Patience is your friend when trying to meet that gods." she explained, tapping her fingers against her glass in thought. "And they are all quite different. For example, Frey has very specific interests and almost no patience for anything outside of those things unless you have earned their favor and trust. If you seek them, it is best to have very direct requests and to bring them an offering of fruit." she explained. "Even then, they can be a bit prickly at first. It took me a long time to develop the friendship I have with them." my heart is so tired BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
the Forsaken
09-06-2020, 01:16 PM
the Nightingale
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Age: 26 | Height: 5'9" | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood Level: 5 - Strg: 32 - Dext: 46 - Endr: 41 - Luck: 41 - Int: PIM - Mythical - Dragon (Electricity) BRANBAST - Mythical - Sear Cat (Speech)
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09-07-2020, 04:03 PM
PHOEBE
"My sister-in-law was part of that before she died. I remember when Ronin founded it." she said with a grin, glad to hear that the guild was still going strong in the wake of the founders' departure. But what was more surprising was the woman's name that flowed from his lips. "Delphine?" she said in shock - but the delighted sort. She didn't know her terribly well, memories of their home world fading in and out, but none of her interactions had been outrightly bad. "I am acquainted with her. She and I both come from Northaven." she said with a small smile. "I am glad to hear she has finally decided to start living again. I hope you are both happy." she said warmly.
But the topics of gods took precedence, and he asked of Frey again. The Nightingale took a sip of her wine, considering quietly. "I never sought Frey out for my own personal gain in the beginning. Everything I asked for or did was for the benefit of others, including Frey themself. That, I think, was what led to our friendship. So often, people seek the gods for answers to their problems, quick solutions, or selfish gain. But why should they care about your mortal problems when there is a whole world that needs their tending?" she said softly, gesturing to the flowers in the garden. "Frey is integral in the creation of new life, and I have worked hard to help them nurture it. It is why they asked me to come here, to care for those who fulfill people's most basic needs. Frey's work is done here, and I had proven I could nurture their most beloved people." my heart is so tired BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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