under a veil of hanging clouds
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Vesper Marin
 
Bartender
Age: 23 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: King's End | Level: 6
STR: 24 - DEX: 30 - END: 30 - LUCK: 29 - ARC: 100 - INT: - HP: 180 - BASE ROLL: 59
Played by: Odd
Posts: 929 | Total: 24,576
MP: 6574

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For a moment, Vesper doesn’t speak. His gaze lingers on the glass in her hands, his breath quiet and even despite the thunder beneath his ribs. It’s always like this with her—too easy to fall into honesty, too hard to pretend he’s as untouchable as he normally acts like he is. "I’m worried about Nova," he murmurs, voice almost inaudible at first. "She’s...bright. Loud. Glorious. Like someone took a sunbeam and dared it to become a person." He huffs, the breath too soft to be a laugh, too fond to be anything else. "But she’s soft, too. She trusts. She sees the best in people. And that makes her beautiful—but it makes her a target."

His fingers flex against the bark, shadows rising and falling with the rhythm of his thoughts.

"I don’t want her to break."

Sliding one hand into his coat, he draws out a carefully folded length of iridescent hide—the rainbow-scaled skin of the Vernal Viper. It gleams faintly in the candlelight, catching colours that don’t belong in the trees or the stars. He lays it out on the wood between them with reverence, the way a knight might offer up a weapon to be blessed. "Got this in Hak Etme," he says. "It’s strong. Light. Dangerous as sin. Thought maybe it could become somethin’ for her. Armour, maybe. Somethin’ that won’t slow her down but’ll stop the worst of the world."

His voice drops, more shadow than sound. "Somethin’ that'll let her keep bein’ soft, without gettin’ carved up for it." Then, quieter still, his eyes flick toward Safrin's. "Think you can help me make that?"

Vesp wants to make armour for Nova using: 

Vernal Viper Snake Skin | Lightweight opalescent snake skin that can be crafted into armour by a god. When struck at close range (melee), releases hallucinogenic pollen that causes the attacker to roll with disadvantage on their next turn.
Tell the preacher not to pray, there's no angels where I'll go
Only pieces that are broken scattered dreams across the floor
Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.

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under a veil of hanging clouds - by Vesper - 06-16-2025, 11:52 AM
RE: under a veil of hanging clouds - by Safrin - 06-17-2025, 06:18 PM
RE: under a veil of hanging clouds - by Vesper - 06-17-2025, 06:39 PM
RE: under a veil of hanging clouds - by Safrin - 06-29-2025, 09:24 AM



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