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Post by hexbloomsorceress on Aug 4, 2021 16:15:51 GMT -8
It'd been several weeks since Sarimhara had left her home and begun her pilgrimage. She still wasn't used to the loneliness, she'd always been surrounded by friends and family for as long as she remembered, but she had to keep walking. To where? She didn't know, she knew what she was looking for, but not what it looked like nor where it was. But what she did know is that she wouldn't find it by being idle.
The sun beamed down on her, the cloudless sky was a familiar sight to the tan elf, but nothing else was. The waving grass and tall trees full of green were alien to her, yet she also felt at peace with such surroundings. Her backpack rattled with her loosely attached camping supplies as she walked further along the road. The next town was finally within sight, a beacon of civilization, the market full of foods to keep Sarimhara fed for a few more weeks. Maybe she could find clues as to what she was looking for. One way to find out.
The market bustled with people of all kinds, Sarimhara didn't stand out, her grey clothes blended in with the colors of the town. She slinked through the crowds with the grace of a cat stalking their prey. She picked up a number of fruit and dried meats that would last a while on her journey, filling her water skin she looked around at the town. "So many people" she muttered to herself, while she didn't like the loneliness of traveling she wasn't used to such large crowds, but she adapted as best she could. "I should go to the inn, I could use a bed to sleep on for once" disappearing into the crowds once more she headed for the nearest inn.
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Post by fluffymcsnuggles on Aug 5, 2021 7:28:57 GMT -8
It's a big world out there. She has been making her way through villages and towns, settling at inns, maybe paying a little extra to keep quiet. Begrudgingly taking the advice of a few strangers whom she again, begrudgingly, interacted with. She says that like she doesn't want to talk to people, she does, she just sucks at this whole friendly thing. She was just heading out of the inn she had been staying the evening at to go and get something from the marketplace. Maybe even barter a thing or two with her skills and get some extra cash. Not like she needs it but money isn't an infinite thing unless you're working for it. Or do some weird magical shenanigans but she's not THAT good of a spellcaster. However now she finds herself trapped by the door with the sea of people just outside in the marketplace. She does not look happy. Now she's stuck by the door and can't go back in but she can't exactly move forward now can she? |
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Post by hexbloomsorceress on Aug 13, 2021 22:49:20 GMT -8
Pushing her way through the crowds she made a path towards the inn, slowly but surely she eventually made it to the front door only to met by a young girl standing in the doorway. The elf a bit perplexed merely stares down at the girl for a moment as thoughts race through her head. Her nerves begin to rise but one wouldn't be able to tell just by looking at her, her cold blue eyes have a sharp gaze and her stature remains as solid as stone. Her face covered in bright red designs.
Eventually Sarimhara realizes she should probably stop staring and instead speak to the strange girl. "Um, is everything alright?" She says in a calm tone despite herself. "You're a bit in the way of the door, are you a guard or something?" Sarimhara takes this time to look the girl up and down and take in her overall figure.
Inside however Sarimhara is much less composed, her mind races with many thoughts. (Could this be a guard?, Maybe they're just lost. What if they're some sort of bounty hunter or assassin.) She unconsciously finds herself reaching for her swords, arms concealed by her cloak, prepared for an incident of any kind.
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Post by fluffymcsnuggles on Aug 20, 2021 8:27:28 GMT -8
She was irked even more now that some were blatantly standing in her way. She just wanted to get some food from the local market for fuck sake. Now she's being stared down by this tall figure. Why are they staring at her. Her stormy indigo eyes narrow and there is a scrunch in her nose. She clearly looks annoyed at the figure before her. Part of her debates just shoving them out of the way. But she is quite small and that is just fucking unfortunate for her. Physical strength is something she has, but probably not that much. She raises a brow at the question the elf is throwing her way. " Do I look like I guard to you?" She quips back. " I'm not wearing an insignia or uniform that shows I'm part of some guard or whatever. Don't think this small village is big enough for a bunch of guards. Also, I'm fine you're just in my way." She says hotly now crossing her arms. |
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Post by hexbloomsorceress on Sept 16, 2021 15:48:50 GMT -8
She unclenches her swords beneath her cloak, realizing the threat presented before her is minimal. Her posture eased as she realized this was little more than a misunderstanding. She takes a second look over the small figure before her before continuing to speak.
"My apologies, I assumed from your demeanor and the fact that you're standing in the doorway that you were hired as some sort of guard" she gestures to the doorway "It seems to me that you're more in the way of everyone else rather than the other way around"
A couple of rather inebriated men stumble their way towards the door only stopping before they run over the figure in the doorway.
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Post by fluffymcsnuggles on Sept 16, 2021 17:01:43 GMT -8
She lets out a small groan and rolls her eyes. She glances at all the inebriated men and scoffs at them before pushing them aside and elbowing her way through. She's small enough to slip between though it feels fucking gross and they're all sweaty and ugh- " I'm no guard and I'm no longer in the way. Happy?" she asks her voice dripping with sarcasm. She just wanted to get some FUCKING FOOD. This is so god damn annoying. " You going inside or what?" She better not have shoved through those guys for nothing. " Oh by the way the rooms here are pretty cheap but you should probably put a bedroll on it cause the beds are..." her nose scrunched a little in disgust. |
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Post by hexbloomsorceress on Sept 16, 2021 19:44:53 GMT -8
Sarimhara moves into the inn past the drunken sloppy men. Moving towards the barkeep, weaving between the drunks and rowdy patrons. She turns back towards the figure in the doorway. "Thank you for your advice, I shall remember it." She turns back away and sits at the bar, waiting for the owner to speak with her.
Some of the less reputable members of the inn have been staring towards her since she stepped inside, despite her more loose clothing her figure still shows through, and these members have noticed. Sarimhara attempts to ignore their gaze and focus on renting a room. The men, whether drunk or arrogant, being to approach the elf, much to her chagrin.
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Post by fluffymcsnuggles on Sept 16, 2021 19:51:21 GMT -8
Morgan was gonna head out and be on her way. Until she saw that the men definitely wouldn't be minding their own fucking business. She steps away a bit, figuring it's not her problem. But she lets out a groan and throws her head back before turning around and keeping an eye on the men. She could always bust out a spell but- eh that could lead to a lot more trouble than it's worth. She moves back closer to the inn if only to stick out her leg so one of the drunken pervs can take a tumble. Just a small lil stumble ya know. Meanwhile, she would act all innocent and ignorant. She just rummaging through her bag to mimick a somewhat careless distraction. If the men start giving her shit, that's a good enough distraction. All they'll want is a bruised ego patched up afterward anyways. |
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Post by hexbloomsorceress on Sept 16, 2021 20:26:35 GMT -8
The men sloppily make their way towards the bar, eye's full of ill intent and lust. Sarimhara slowly reaches for her swords as they approach, she doesn't want to kill anyone but if they don't back down blood will be drawn. She watches them out of the corner of her eye, their sloppy staggering.
She's surprised to see the men fall over each other, tripping one then other on top of that one. Sarimhara turned towards the two men as they stood up and begin angrily shouting at the girl. She doesn't take her hand of her sword, but stares confused at the situation unfolding before her. Many patrons start to form a crowd around the commotion as the shouting continues to get louder as others join in.
Sarimhara stands upward and moves closer to the group, she doesn't want anyone getting hurt because of her.
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Post by fluffymcsnuggles on Sept 16, 2021 20:59:14 GMT -8
Morgan is able to keep a stone face as the freaks trip over themselves in their stupor...and her foot. Once the men start their yelling she looks up, blinks in confusion before directing her gaze to the fallen men. She only mutters out a quick " Oh! I'm so sorry!" To the drunkards with a quick little bow. Don't need to tell her twice to get the fuck out. The gathering crowd is enough to set her nerves on edge and send her packing towards the market where she can ideally slip away with everyone else and finally FINALLY just get some god damn food. Morgan is quick to rush off on her feet in a light step that turns into a fucking sprint the minute anyone tries to get closer to her. |
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