((Hi! Jacq's writer here. Can I have a moment?
Jacq is a work in progress. She is a character I have had for a while, but I haven't found her voice yet. Please bear with me.
She is an OC from a book fandom you've probably never heard of. It's hard to find a good place for ++
((Hi! Jacq's writer here. Can I have a moment?
Jacq is a work in progress. She is a character I have had for a while, but I haven't found her voice yet. Please bear with me.
She is an OC from a book fandom you've probably never heard of. It's hard to find a good place for ++
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[Starter for @MandrakeSon]
East. The choice has been made.
I waited until morn to set out for travel. When the first tendrils of light slipped through the clouds, I began my journey. Alone by all standards, yes, but I could feel Naamah's smile upon me as I sought the next ++
@MandrakeSon Jacq is always fond of the companionship of someone as pleasing to the eye as this man is, to be sure, but there is also wisdom in having a man to escort you through some of the less civilized country.
"I am indeed in need of an escort, and I would be quite pleased if you'd++
@MandrakeSon ++ Aristos', her breath hitched for a split second. Then she caught herself and quickly looked away, her cheeks once again flushing with a faint pink hue.
@MandrakeSon ++ increasingly shorter answers and strained smile would help convey that, she hoped.
Her gaze wandered, not wanting to even look at this boorish oaf who sought to monopolize her time. Her dark blue eyes shimmered like sapphires in the dim light of the tavern.
As her gaze met +
"You dare to question my might. Fuck you, nobody questions Ares!"
|• God of War
|• Greek form: Ares
|• Roman form: Mars
|• Looking for role plays.
|• Taking over this form. https://t.co/daTbfcaa3u
++ "Do you have a room available, mayhap? And honey cakes, cheese, and wine to partake of before retiring?" He nods, a pleasant, round fellow.
I sit, soon served my meal. I begin to nibble the honey cake, happy for the pleasant pause in my journey.
+ but nothing raucous. Seems pleasant, relaxed. Not the rowdy bellows of those who have had too many cups in their gullet.
I step into the inn, finding myself in the midst of tables, a few patrons, and a barkeep. Assuming him to be the innkeeper, I speak with a smile. ++