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Moth
Ari seemed like the kind of person who wanted to fly.
Moth had not taken many humans into his kingdom before. Letting Ari tag along had been fun, but there was a strong possibility that the boy could have gone mad. Geniuses and madmen alike wandered into fairyland and never returned.
A part of Moth hoped that Ari would wake up the next morning and think the moonworm story was all a dream. If anything haunted Ari for the rest of his life, it would be Moth’s fault for being too excited to share his adventures.
Moth spoke quietly, letting the breeze carry his voice. “What does your name have to do with flying?”
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Ari
He looked toward Moth though his eyes grew distant.
“Ari means eagle, one of the windlords. They live in the northern mountains if the stories are true. Great prey birds large enough to carry off horses. I’m going to look for them one day, see if the old rumors can be trusted.”
Yes, he would go look for the windlords. If he happened to find out where the rest of his lost uncles’ houses went…then he’d find out where they went. If any of them survived the sundering.
And if any of them had avoided the curse.
Wasn’t like anyone of his father’s house was going to tell him, everything considered.
A cup of tea is cheaper than therapy.
Moth
“I know what it’s like to have a dream like that. If it came true for me, it’ll come true for you.” Moth waved his arm in the air. “Our world is such that old rumors are better trusted than many other things. This is why I listen to the earth’s stories. They are my advisors. If the story of the windlords calls you, you are surely meant to find meaning by it.”
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“I… swear…” Moth managed to say, “I didn’t mean to take you up so high. I forgot you were there. I didn’t mean to kill you.”
Best line so far. 😂😂
And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who couldn't hear the music
No worries. I’m not RPing much either. It will be hard to make it morning though, because we have to convince 5 or so authors to all agree on something. An impossible task.
XD
Wolfgang
He came and leaned against the window frame, arms loosely crossed over his chest. “Well, what shall we do now?”
And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who couldn't hear the music
😛
@elishavet-pidyon @ellette-giselleI’m basically just waiting for Loops to roleplay once or twice, and then curfew will be enforced.
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By the way, to everyone, some of you have had interactions that will influence things that happen at night. There’s like, several “NPCs” whose stories change depending on who they interact with.
Except they’re not NPCs, they’re just my characters and I’m making these things up as I go
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Except they’re not NPCs, they’re just my characters and I’m making these things up as I go
XD. Poor charies.
Ari
“They are my advisors. If the story of the windlords calls you, you are surely meant to find meaning by it.”
The rising heat in his chest cooled as Moth spoke. Perhaps he was right. Ari pushed himself to his feet and held out a hand to the fairie boy.
“We’ll see. Foresight isn’t a gift often given to my people…but if I sit here much longer I’ll be too stiff too intimidate the instructors. Coming?”
That was an exaggeration. He didn’t think he’d ever not been able to unerve the school officials.
A cup of tea is cheaper than therapy.
but if I sit here much longer I’ll be too stiff too intimidate the instructors.
Little stinker. 😂
Hot Milk+Brown Sugar+Vanilla+Ginger+Cinnamon=All the comfort this world can offer.
@whalekeeper sounds good!
Yeah…
Wilhelm
“Well,” Wilhelm rolled his shoulders, relieved when some of the tension in his neck dissipated. “What do you want to do?”
It was probably a dangerous question, considering his friend’s taste for mischief. Wilhelm’s smile returned just a bit.
Hot Milk+Brown Sugar+Vanilla+Ginger+Cinnamon=All the comfort this world can offer.
oh boy
Wolfgang
He grinned. “What would I like to do? Lots of things! We could go pick a fight with the boys still in the hall. I’d love to have another dual or maybe throw some punches. We could climb out the window and see if we could make it to the yard without breaking our necks… or!” his face lit up. “We could go raid the kitchen!”
And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who couldn't hear the music
I’m basically just waiting for Loops to roleplay once or twice, and then curfew will be enforced.
Sorryy I will write something when I get off work
Any paint can be finger paint if you don't care enough
Moth
Moth took the boy’s hand to get up, and the two of them jogged back towards the glittering silhouette of the academy – only taking a small detour so the fairie could pick up his fiddling sticks.
As they found one of the well-worn paths that led straight through the gardens, Moth asked, “Do you like this place? You seemed a little unhappy in the hall. Perhaps you have no reason to be here, besides… stopping history from repeating itself. As you said earlier.”
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What would I like to do? Lots of things! We could go pick a fight with the boys still in the hall.
Oohhh brOther… This guy has no sense of self-preservation. 🤣
Sorryy
You’re fiiine. There was no plan until now
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Loll.
I have a feeling that raiding the kitchens here would get them battered and fried.
Wilhelm
Wilhelm’s heart thudded. He almost agreed to the adventure.
Fortunately, there was a strong check in his enthusiasm. Namely the idea of “picking a fight.” Also his earlier exhaustion was returning with reenforcements. He frowned.
“Climbing would be a pleasure, but night is hardly a good time to try a new wall. And I won’t have anything to do with stirring up fights uncalled for. At least, not without proper introductions first.” He shrugged. “I will walk with you in the hall though, if you are bent on seeking excitement.”
He made his way over the freshly straightened mats to the door that remained a firm barrier between his room and the loud voices outside.
Hot Milk+Brown Sugar+Vanilla+Ginger+Cinnamon=All the comfort this world can offer.
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