ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱᴍᴀɴ

Wildlife warden, no past admitted, bound by contract and sworn duty. (N/SFW) || Fantasy/Modern RP || Writer 28+ || Artwork by @ navigavi || Heavy Themes ahead.

[ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱᴍᴀɴ @SanctionedExile]

❝ Only fools dare venture into these lands. ❞
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Modern & Fantasy Roleplay!
(#OCRP #FantasyRP #ModernRP)
A wildlife warden whose sense of humanity faded after years of duty.
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❝ I’ll escort you back, then never set foot here again. ❞

[ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱᴍᴀɴ @SanctionedExile]

@Infrnality up with a nasty hit to the head. Blood got on my shirt, and I didn't want to track any inside…❞

Although Freya had already noticed the bandage, he parted his hair to reveal it. It was a sufficiently credible half-truth about what had happened.

Hopefully, it would suffice.

[ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱᴍᴀɴ @SanctionedExile]

Well, one thing's for certain: good food is found in community.

[ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱᴍᴀɴ @SanctionedExile]

@Infrnality to run a business in this city, where she faced competition from numerous similar establishments.

So, what is your next move, Warden? Will you dig yourself into an even deeper hole from which you cannot escape?

❝ I… went out for a walk last night, got into trouble, and ended

[ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱᴍᴀɴ @SanctionedExile]

@Infrnality exchanged between his companion and the wizened elder—who had naturally seen all manner of things in her day—this was simply her way of ensuring that no harm came to her establishment or her guests. Freya, too, was under her protection. It demonstrated the sound judgment required

[ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱᴍᴀɴ @SanctionedExile]

@Infrnality Roy kept his eyes on the shirt before turning away from the innkeeper and Freya, as though he were merely a spectator in his own life. Despite this blunder, the assumption was that he had left it to dry and intended to retrieve it when no one was watching. Judging by the glances

[ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱᴍᴀɴ @SanctionedExile]

on this cool morning, the prospect of a hearty meal with everything coming together for the ultimate breakfast was a welcome sight.

So, before any indulging were to come from him, he would speak with her first.

❝ Good morning, Mihō-senpai. You really went all out…❞

[ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱᴍᴀɴ @SanctionedExile]

The Warden, or rather, ‘Abel’ after his master decided to give him that name due to his secretive nature for aliases, would come out of his room that was graciously allowed to be used during his stay.

For someone who’s never been to a brothel before to end up living in one was

[「Ishikawa Mihō」 @hauntedslices]

stairs and around the bend.

“Fuckin’ brats, it errday yah get tah eat like this, so enjoy.”

[ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱᴍᴀɴ @SanctionedExile]

green he was, yet unaffected by anything involving the trade, the young man was either an oddity or a refreshing breath that he wasn't here for pleasures one could find, for the right price.

Once he was downstairs, entering the hall where the feast was laid out before everyone

[ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱᴍᴀɴ @SanctionedExile]

@Infrnality matter, but suspicion about his reasons was evident on her face, adding to the misunderstandings of their stay…

[ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱᴍᴀɴ @SanctionedExile]

@Infrnality His shirt was brought out, set upon reception with a raised eyebrow. She found it hanging on the clothesline this morning while doing her own laundry for the business.

Ah. He would end up apologizing for washing it and using her washboard. It was not a particularly serious

[ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱᴍᴀɴ @SanctionedExile]

@Infrnality He managed one final squeeze before drawing his hand away, ready to rise from the mattress and help her up as well, before the prospect of another minute or two grew tempting.

[ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱᴍᴀɴ @SanctionedExile]

@Infrnality gave a single shrug of his broad shoulders.

❝ It cannot be helped. Let us be off and have a late breakfast before I finish my errands. We have a walk ahead of us afterward.❞

His fingers would loosen their interlacing with hers, though their clasp remained.