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Loren Launceleyn


Age: 22 | Height: 5' 11' | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 7 (level 3 Attuned) - Strg: 12 - Dext: 19 - Endr: 20 - Luck: 22
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Loren nodded at Amalia’s question, a faint smile on his lips. It blossomed into a full grin at her comment. ”Really?” He flushed, an embarrassed look on his face. ”I was expecting another lecture on Outlanders coming in and stomping all over something the Natural’s had done just fine on their own for centuries.” It wasn’t the wisest thing to say, and his voice was awkward, so he took a sip to cover it.

Letting out a huff of laughter as her hand covered his, he nodded again at the baker’s joke. ”Yes. I have heard that one before.” Shrugging, a slightly guilty expression crossed his face. ”Lifetime of inadequacy, torture, and being told I’m not good enough means I tend to assume the worst about everything, especially myself.” He wasn’t above a bit of self-deprecating humor when it was called for.

Falling silent, he studied the baker’s features as she explained how they’d handled schooling. When she finished, he gave her a sympathetic look. ”They sound wonderful. Especially your grandmother. I take it you were close?” He picked up the knife and being slicing, his motions steady and practiced. ”And I take it you miss her?” This time, his voice came out much more quietly.
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Amalia Chandrakant
the Shield of Safrin
Baker
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Age: 22 | Height: 5'6 | Race: Attuned | Nationality: Natural
Level: 11 - Strg: 30 - Dext: 29 - Endr: 29 - Luck: 30
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Amalia
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She has the decency to color up a little at his teasing, rolling her eyes in mock exasperation. "I don't lecture about everything-" and the question that lingers is genuine, her dark gaze suddenly insecure as she looks at his slender face. Do I? She hopes not. She wants to be tolerable, to be tolerant, to be liked. Her smile turns chagrined as she tuns away. "I... I'm sorry. If it seems like I do."

Discussion of her lost family softens her, the sting of sadness finally dulled to the point where she can speak of them without too much pain. "They were," Amalia agrees fervently, nodding as she begins to spread onion preserves over slices of bread. "My Nani - my grandmother - she was the one who taught me about the gods. And... and everything else, pretty much. She would talk to me when my mom and I fought, and when I would feel anxious and lost." Both things happened frequently when she was young, and only escalated with the Chandrakant matriarch died.

"After... after she was- was gone, I sort of stopped, um, stopped being part of things. I let the bakery fall apart and spent all my time in the Atheneum. I thought... I thought it would hurt forever." She quirks her lips in a mirthless smile, closing her eyes against the sudden rise of tears. "It still does."
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Loren Launceleyn


Age: 22 | Height: 5' 11' | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 7 (level 3 Attuned) - Strg: 12 - Dext: 19 - Endr: 20 - Luck: 22
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Now it was Loren’s turn to reach out to lay a reassuring hand on Amalia’s. ”Oh no, I totally deserved it, coming in here like I did and stomping all over your traditions. No apology necessary.” He flashed her a brief smile, before biting his lip. ”But...maybe find a way to channel the enthusiasm of the next eager Outlander in ways that work for everyone.” It came out quietly and a little hesitantly.

He left his hand where it was, giving the baker a gentle squeeze before returning to cutting the loaf. ”But it’s a familiar pain now.” Giving her a slightly sad smile, one that definitely didn’t reach his eyes, he paused in his slicing. ”She sounds like a remarkable woman.” Then his movements with the knife resumed. ”So. How would you feel about carrying on her legacy, teaching the legends to another generation of the Hollowed Grounds?” His smile turned real and happy.
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Amalia Chandrakant
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Baker
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Amalia
the shield of safrin
"She was everything to me." It's a breathless admission from behind closed eyes, exhaled almost silently into the space between them. "I just hope- I try to be something like the woman she would have wanted. But I'll never measure up to her." There's no bitterness in her voice, just acceptance of fact.

The reivere she has fallen into is shattered by his next question, so unexpected that the Shield cannot hold back a laugh. "Me?" she repeats, pointing to herself, expression clearly telegraphing how absurd the idea is. "W... Why? Why me? I don't- that is- I've never, ah, taught things." Clearly flustered, she shakes her head, long hair falling in front of her face. But beneath the anxiety is something else... Excitement? Enthusiasm?

She doesn't hate the idea.
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Loren Launceleyn


Age: 22 | Height: 5' 11' | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 7 (level 3 Attuned) - Strg: 12 - Dext: 19 - Endr: 20 - Luck: 22
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As Amalia closed her eyes, and seemingly closed herself off, Loren tilted his head. Setting the knife down again, he reached out to rest his hand on her shoulder. ”So your grandmother was the Shield of Vi then?” His tone was gentle and maybe a bit bemused, but there was a lightness in his eyes and posture. "I think, if she were here now, she'd be delighted to know what you grew into. Because she loved you." His voice came out quietly, but with a great deal of certainty.

At her sputtering sounds, however, he let out a huff of laughter and squeezed her shoulder before releasing it. He started to cut the last of bread. ”Oh really? How quickly you forget the earlier conversation about lecturing me.” He shook his head and made a tsking sound, though the corner’s of his lips twitched with amusement, and his tone was gently teasing.

Then his expression softened and his voice gentled. "In all seriousness, you've taught me a great deal about Caido, the gods, and the Hollowed Grounds. I can think of no one finer to do the same for others." He smiled then, one of those real and increasingly less rare smiles that transformed him into a different person, someone younger, lighter, brighter.

Someone happy, perhaps.
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Amalia Chandrakant
the Shield of Safrin
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"My grandmother was more closely aligned to Mort, actually," Amalia replies with a bit of a shrug, sidestepping the teasing comment and pushing back a lock of hair. "And it was Vi who named me Shield of Safrin, so I suppose that makes me his." She says this with no small amount of pride, trying and failing to hide the smile that blooms across her face. A smile only further emboldened by Loren's gentle reassurance, embarrassed and pleased all at once, unaccustomed to such overt praise.

The comment about her lecturing has her raise an eyebrow. "Did you learn anything from that, except that I'm self-righteous and a know-it-all?" she fires back quickly, the laughter doing very little to mask the sharp self-depreciation in the words. Oh, she knows what people think of her: that she is holier-than-thou, a fanatic, a child playing at greater purpose. She thinks it of herself more often than not, wonders why she continues trying when her actions so rarely lead to success.

Disbelieving, she shakes her head, chewing thoughtfully on her lip as she glances shyly up at Loren from underneath lashed, hooded eyes. "But that was just through conversation. Teaching- I don't know. I... I think I might like to try, but I'm not really good at talking. I get nervous easily. What if I can't do it?"
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Loren Launceleyn


Age: 22 | Height: 5' 11' | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 7 (level 3 Attuned) - Strg: 12 - Dext: 19 - Endr: 20 - Luck: 22
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Loren couldn’t stop the bark of laughter from escaping his lips. ”Yes, that’s exactly what I meant by my comment.” Tilting his head, he gave her a brilliant smile as Amalia admitted (with the right amount of self-confidence) that she’d been handpicked by Vi.

The smile gracing his lips morphed into a slightly embarrassed, but still pleased grin. "I did. I learned to ask before doing, and to listen more than I spoke. I just don't always succeed with those lessons." His words were as self-deprecating as hers. However, when he spoke again, it was softer and more soothing. "Just because I didn't want to hear it doesn't mean I didn't need to." His brow furrowed as he tried to figure out if that actually made any sense. Then he shrugged and sipped his drink.

Sliding the now sliced loaf of bread over to her, he gave her another smile. "Well, then just think of it as conversation with more than one person at once, if that helps." His voice was cheerful, but firm. Reaching out, he tried to rest his hand on her and give it a reassuring squeeze. "You can do this, Amalia." There wasn't a trace of doubt in his words.
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