ALYS
And I know that this life isn’t safe
Sascha ambled through the grass, searching for, perhaps, a butterfly to chase, and was surprised and elated to find a small sea panther waiting to pounce on her. She made an excited grumbling noise of her own as Petronella bowled her over with a playful mewl, and then the ursur cub was off on a merry chase through the flowers.
Alys chuckled at the fierce (read: adorable) noises coming from the tall grasses, shaking her head at their companions' antics. Then she moved to join Sunjata, following his lead as they began to mark out space in the dirt. "Indeed," she agreed, if somewhat hesitantly, not particularly keen on considering the gods beings of love. Still, they had done much for the people she cared about, and she could be grateful to them, if nothing else.
"Sex Frey would probably like a rose garden," Alys mused as she worked. "They're supposed to be an aphrodisiac." Not that the seer would know from personal experience, but she had made a study of plant magic. They might not have magic as the Abandoned did, but there was something inherently... mystical in their effects on the human body. "Although some of it also depends on the color. Red roses for passion, yellow for friendship, and so on."
Of hydrangeas, she had to smile. "Hydrangeas are supposed to symbolize abundance," she continued, unaware or uncaring that she was monopolizing the conversation with talk of plants and their various meanings and uses. "Although I personally prefer to think of them as a flower of gratitude. They go hand in hand, you see."
Alys chuckled at the fierce (read: adorable) noises coming from the tall grasses, shaking her head at their companions' antics. Then she moved to join Sunjata, following his lead as they began to mark out space in the dirt. "Indeed," she agreed, if somewhat hesitantly, not particularly keen on considering the gods beings of love. Still, they had done much for the people she cared about, and she could be grateful to them, if nothing else.
"Sex Frey would probably like a rose garden," Alys mused as she worked. "They're supposed to be an aphrodisiac." Not that the seer would know from personal experience, but she had made a study of plant magic. They might not have magic as the Abandoned did, but there was something inherently... mystical in their effects on the human body. "Although some of it also depends on the color. Red roses for passion, yellow for friendship, and so on."
Of hydrangeas, she had to smile. "Hydrangeas are supposed to symbolize abundance," she continued, unaware or uncaring that she was monopolizing the conversation with talk of plants and their various meanings and uses. "Although I personally prefer to think of them as a flower of gratitude. They go hand in hand, you see."
But it’s wild and it’s free
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
Emotional Telepathy | The user can read deep emotions of those within a 5 foot radius at will. Control is excellent. Note: "Deep emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Emotional Perception | The user can read surface level emotions of those within a 15 foot radius. Control is moderate. Note: "Surface level emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
Emotional Telepathy | The user can read deep emotions of those within a 5 foot radius at will. Control is excellent. Note: "Deep emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Emotional Perception | The user can read surface level emotions of those within a 15 foot radius. Control is moderate. Note: "Surface level emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
