Gourd Tidings! [Seasonal Event]
For Melita and open to others! |
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the Penumbra
Queen of the Hollowed Grounds
Age: 34 | Height: 5'4" | Race: Ascended x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 4 Abandoned (Level 3 Ascended) - Strg: 19 - Dext: 14 - Endr: 20 - Luck: 9 - Int:
Played by: Skylark
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12-16-2018, 09:01 PM
the Honeybee
Age: 26 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 10 - Strg: 57 - Dext: 58 - Endr: 58 - Luck: 57 - Int: 1 FANGORN - Mythical - Vampire Gourd SILA - Mythical - Dragon (Fire Breath)
Played by: Heather
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12-16-2018, 11:57 PM
M E L I T A
Might polished her movements, set herself alight on the pathways and beams of the moon. She’d never been all stealth – more chaotic embraces and audacious splendor – the world always knew she was coming; but she was swift, she was quick, and she was cunning. The youth had spent her past few moments chasing down wayward vegetables, intrigued by the eerie set of their eyes at first, and then growling, hissing, and howling the next. You won’t get me, she seemed to embark and haste, bright, illustrious smile glowing from her mouth, the taste of boldness settling over her skin. These monsters were different, altered, from the Rift – lacking the fundamental cunning, the wayward, demonic splinters and strikes. Perhaps she was being led further into the labyrinth and warren, maybe it was a ploy to trap and ensnare her again, and if so, she played into its hands willingly, a caustic, emboldened grace of fire and light. Her hands grabbed ahold of one and she threw it into the air, watched it soar, watched it careen, watched it smash – and she laughed until her sides hurt, gasping for breath, eons split and rekindled since her last utterance of joy. But then a smell wafted past her nose, and she stopped entirely, allowed a few mercurial gourds to escape, golden gaze flickering over to the fire in the distance, the scent of food careening towards her senses. Her stomach roared and rumbled in response; suddenly empty and deprived, the few berries she’d found while exploring already exhausting their abilities. She licked her lips and considered her options: rummaging further into the wood, hunting on her own in furtive, foreign areas, or wander into a stranger’s keep, hope for favor and indulgence. The gilded set of her stare crept along the intertwining glades, then back to the woman kneeling by the fire, the cooking whiff billowing back towards her again… Living nearly entirely on impulse, the girl grabbed the nearest block of dried wood and a pumpkin headed her way, arms full of gourd and log, making her way over through shadow and the crackling glow of the blaze. “Hello!” She called out, not wishing to alarm, not yearning to present herself as a threat (she could fight, she could scald, she could maim, rip, and tear, but if it wasn’t necessary, then she didn’t have to waste the precious energy). Melita likely looked a bit haggard; dress torn along the edges, mud, dirt, and leaves twisting and tangling their way through her red curls, but the smile she wore was ebullient and ethereal, the gifts she proffered an act of beneficence. “Do you mind if I join you?” the Penumbra
Queen of the Hollowed Grounds
Age: 34 | Height: 5'4" | Race: Ascended x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 4 Abandoned (Level 3 Ascended) - Strg: 19 - Dext: 14 - Endr: 20 - Luck: 9 - Int:
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12-22-2018, 12:29 AM
the Honeybee
Age: 26 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 10 - Strg: 57 - Dext: 58 - Endr: 58 - Luck: 57 - Int: 1 FANGORN - Mythical - Vampire Gourd SILA - Mythical - Dragon (Fire Breath)
Played by: Heather
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12-22-2018, 12:45 AM
M E L I T A
The honeybee youth sighed with relief when she realized she’d stumbled upon a friendly stranger – she’d half-expected menace and misery, because her past experiences were riddled and mired with a sliding scale of treachery, deceit, and camaraderie. Sometimes it was everyone for themselves, and other moments they’d all sprung together in a single act of defiance. It was wonderful to know that this was neither a rebellion nor a vicious assault; an acquaintance spiced with the incandescent aroma of food. “Thank you!” She chirped, much like a bird (a phoenix, a thunderous, malicious thing beneath all the threads of brightness and enchantment), grabbing hold of the proffered stick like it was a prized possession. Her eyes caught the way the other woman stabbed into the gourd and held it over the fire, and she mimicked the motion, plunging directly into the heart of her chosen vegetable with little restraint. A warrioress’s smile gleamed from her lips for a fraction of a second, as if she were reliving past days filled with mayhem and distortion, before equating it was a bout of normalcy, gilded gaze springing back towards Rexanna. “They smell divine!” She raised her nose in the air for good measure, closing her eyes to relish in the cooking scents. The girl even managed to settle herself closer to the inferno, akin to its blazing heat, enjoying the warmth of its glow, the seething spit, the promise of eventual food. If the stranger was overtly friendly, coy, or amorous, the nymph didn’t notice; too enamored by the notion of an incoming meal. “I’m Melita,” she offered, gaze going back and forth from the roasting pumpkin to the kind wanderer. the Penumbra
Queen of the Hollowed Grounds
Age: 34 | Height: 5'4" | Race: Ascended x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 4 Abandoned (Level 3 Ascended) - Strg: 19 - Dext: 14 - Endr: 20 - Luck: 9 - Int:
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12-22-2018, 04:29 AM
Monster Hunter
Age: 32 | Height: 6' 0 | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 3 - Strg: 15 - Dext: 12 - Endr: 20 - Luck: 6 - Int:
Played by: Andy
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12-22-2018, 05:56 AM
the Honeybee
Age: 26 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 10 - Strg: 57 - Dext: 58 - Endr: 58 - Luck: 57 - Int: 1 FANGORN - Mythical - Vampire Gourd SILA - Mythical - Dragon (Fire Breath)
Played by: Heather
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12-22-2018, 11:35 PM
M E L I T A
Melita likely didn’t have a fair way of assessing evenings and whether they were blessed or not; her series of circumstances and experiences held aloft to demonic, monstrous intervals, skulking in shadows, or proceeding into the next brutal riot, seething and seizing, waiting to see who would have to bludgeon who, which beloved kin would be spurned or scorned next. She was content with this one, not disturbed by the proceedings of stabbing strange, eerie pumpkins or chatting beside a total stranger: she hummed under her breath as she turned the gourd over and over again, listening to the rind spit and crackle. The pleasantries and camaraderie was a familiar accord; in the Rift, one was either friend or foe, and matters were usually dealt with clasped hands or broken bonds. Rexanna appeared warm, gentle, and amiable, so the honeybee youth thought nothing of sharing these moments together – had no reason to howl in the moonlight, to strike and assail, to wound and fight, to brutalize and protect. “You’re welcome,” she laughed, then turned towards her cooking food, eyeing it and praying it was nearly ready. “What do you think-“, but her voice was cut off by a chuckle as Rexanna’s chosen vegetable suffered the throngs of the fire, and the sudden sizzle, snap, of an arrow flying between them. Impulsive and impetuous, she was a swift, ignited frenzy, honed by years spent upon the threshold of fiends and monsters, rising and raising her pumpkin stick as if it were a spear, eyes narrowed, body framed and fervent for the fray. Her eyes caught the intended victim, and then the figure threading its way through them – her mind was a blistering beast, sparking a million different thoughts and motions, hand tightening over her makeshift weapon, and had the other not said anything, not offered apologies or understandings, she would’ve been a fury, a menace… She swallowed and breathed instead, felt her heart flicker in its ferocious accord, masked stranger removing his veil to claim his target and aim. The smell had drawn him in, just like she, and the sudden edges of her savagery felt blunt, keen, and asinine; ineptitude crawling over cheeks with a flush. The girl sat back down and balanced her pumpkin back over the flames as if nothing were the matter – she should’ve known something else was lurking, followed the siren scents and aromas of food, been capable of stopping it before it even happened. Idiot her mind chuffed, and she struggled to set the smile back along her face towards the newcomer. He was traced in shadow; portions and pieces of him set alight by the hallows of fire, and her grin maintained its usual regard as seconds ticked by, as she breathed easier, as she fought against her own flaws and defects, hands slightly shaking, the stick trembling on its pivoting lines. “Thank you,” was stoked by her ambience, head nodding towards the hunted cretin, other hand outstretched towards pieces of ground and flames not already occupied. “By all means!” the Penumbra
Queen of the Hollowed Grounds
Age: 34 | Height: 5'4" | Race: Ascended x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 4 Abandoned (Level 3 Ascended) - Strg: 19 - Dext: 14 - Endr: 20 - Luck: 9 - Int:
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12-27-2018, 05:39 AM
Monster Hunter
Age: 32 | Height: 6' 0 | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 3 - Strg: 15 - Dext: 12 - Endr: 20 - Luck: 6 - Int:
Played by: Andy
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12-31-2018, 01:50 AM
the Honeybee
Age: 26 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 10 - Strg: 57 - Dext: 58 - Endr: 58 - Luck: 57 - Int: 1 FANGORN - Mythical - Vampire Gourd SILA - Mythical - Dragon (Fire Breath)
Played by: Heather
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12-31-2018, 02:05 AM
M E L I T A
Melita was suddenly at a loss without a threat looming; her breaths came easier, but her mind was abuzz with a hundred implications tracing over the air. She tilted her head, studying the stranger, the interactions between he and Rexanna, the innuendos barely outlining her thoughts and patterns, but somewhat aware she was missing something. Perhaps it wasn’t for her to know – and though she was one of the many keen creatures to pry (her childhood had been spent asking a thousand questions about anything and everything) – she settled with a handshake and smirked at Alistair’s wink. “Melita.” Make tongues sing caused one brow to arch, and the inquiry was nearly there, right on the edges of her teeth (what did he mean – the only time her tongue had ever sang was in the midst of battle, when she howled and roared with outrageous fury, with delighted fervor, with feverish sedition), but caught unaware, distracted, deterred, when the newcomer tossed her a piece of already roasted rind. She brushed her own stick and gourd away from the fire, giving it a chance to cool off before she tasted its contents, and then fanned the former. Her lips curled together, allowed a small opening so her breath could push away the hotter edges, before biting off a chunk. She considered it for a moment, chewed thoughtfully, slowly, shrugged her shoulders over the texture, but the taste was quite effectual. “This is quite good,” she murmured, taking another piece and munching. “At least we found a use for them,” and she giggled, light, honest, and fair, before finishing off the previous piece and reaching for her own. the Penumbra
Queen of the Hollowed Grounds
Age: 34 | Height: 5'4" | Race: Ascended x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 4 Abandoned (Level 3 Ascended) - Strg: 19 - Dext: 14 - Endr: 20 - Luck: 9 - Int:
Played by: Skylark
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01-01-2019, 03:45 AM
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