I ended up making that alternate
account for this muse @Aiuvariin
(very original @, I know) . X won't
let me change the display name
right now, but that's where she'll
be, going forward.
I don't intend to carry over active
RPs for the sake of starting fresh,
but her —
https://t.co/955m7K3hXf
Still can't update Faeryn's name
on the new account, so she'll be
le dot for a while longer. Thanks
for always being the least reliable
app in existence, X.
I ended up making that alternate
account for this muse @Aiuvariin
(very original @, I know) . X won't
let me change the display name
right now, but that's where she'll
be, going forward.
I don't intend to carry over active
RPs for the sake of starting fresh,
but her —
https://t.co/955m7K3hXf
This muse has been through so
many changes because of mine
indecisiveness and absences.
I am very close to restarting her
on a new account – where I can
do her justice without so much
confusion —💧
⠀
Her acquaintances might find
themselves a bottle of wine or
two richer once the festivities
have simmered down – a lone
feather tied neatly to the side.
A small gift whilst she braved
home, and the wrinkled faces
who remained from her youth.
⠀
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Sorry for the excessive absence
of late. I swear I haven't given up
on Faeryn or anything – just been
feeling kinda meh about writing in
general.
@SuccubusAurelia ⠀
She does appreciate Aurelia's
patience when it comes to the
duties she has.
Humans often lack that same
patience , especially those of
divine orders—
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She has been cooped up in her
room for a few days now, quiet
and with her nose buried in an
especially old journal.
Fingers occasionally trail over
individual pages.
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⠀
Faeryn may not be the most
talkative person that Lenore
has acquainted herself with,
but she is quite warm— and
the elf could share that with
her freely, if doing so would
raise her spirits.
She traveled with a group of
fortune seekers once upon a
time. The silence left —
⠀
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Something has been on Lenore's mind recently that she just can't seem to shake.
The feeling of emptiness in her bed when she wakes up. . The creeping silence in the air whenever she works. .
God's, she might be. . . lonely.
. . .
Maybe it's time for a lover. .
ᅠ
⠀
The elf has only just begun to stir
from her rest, jade eyes squinted
against the afternoon sun shining
in from her window.
At least it's nice on her skin. . .
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He took to her unique method
of communication better than
others often times did. People
remained cautious around the
arcane arts even now.
Faeryn would mouth his name
once or twice, before nodding
to herself.
🪶: Likewise ~
The people out here are —
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This was definitely one of the more interesting conversations he's had with another but she had a rather cute charm to her so he didn't mind one bit.
“ Well Fae, its nice to meet you. You can call me Fenryr. ”
Once her hand was extended, he gently grasped it
×
⠀
— cautious around me, so I
appreciate the change of
pace. `
Just as quickly as his face had
been cleaned of shenanigans,
a new doodle would find a way
onto his forehead – this time a
collection of lines that emulate
a frown.
Though, she would need to —
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