I want to say I love you. I want to say that I am so, hopelessly, desperately, absolutely in love with you. But words are the knives that can tear a fragile friendship into a million ribbons, never to be whole again. So I have to make a choice. No matter what I feel, you must never know the truth. I might love you, I might be crazy, but no matter what I think I feel…you can never know.
(Cause I just had to take these and post them though they are clearly ooc. They were too adorable not to. Especially that one in the Sea of Clouds. Best picture! @lavendernest )
Guess who hit 60 last night~! The cinnamon bun is now ready to venture into all the fun content… While the player mourns their sanity at trying to tank lvl 60 content. xD (I actually prefer to be a healer. So if you get Lancefer in your duty please be kind. I’m trying my best but tanking makes me nervous.)
A Crow and Knight ½
(( Ran into @nebula1984 and did a small shoot with one of her precious beans ))
((Aw look at these two adorable kids. 😀 Was a pleasure taking pics with you last night. I’ll share the ones I took once I get them from my PS4 to the laptop.))
❖ Name: Lancefer Aurifore
❖ Age: 28
❖ Deity: Halone
❖ One good trait: Honorable
❖ One bad trait: Stubborn
❖ One bad habit: Playing injuries off as minor and not worth worrying about
❖ One good habit: Sticking up for those that are being bullied
❖ One habit they can’t break: Taking trips through the Brume while armored in hopes of deterring some of the thugs.
❖ One they’ve broken: Not relying on others for help
❖ What they’re afraid of: Death by dragon, failing in his duty
❖ Their parents names: Elvaine & Vairemont Aurifore
❖ Their siblings names: Lothaire
(younger brother) &
Gwenolie
(younger sister)
❖ Other relations: Destiney Delvanguard (cousin),
Katrienne (Aurifore) Ferdillaix
(aunt), Grandfather Aurifore (who I haven’t named yet…)
❖ Favorite childhood memory: Getting his first wooden sword and beginning his training to become a knight
❖ Favorite childhood toy: A wooden sword
❖ Embarrassing story: The first party his parents had ever taken him to. A girl about his age had kissed him and he had pushed her away in panic. Not used to such affection. He was scolded later by his mother and made to apologize. He was young still an didn’t really think about things like relationships.
❖ Favorite family member: Aunt Katy
❖ A story about that family member: (This was before Dest spent time living with Aunt Katy for five years.) He had had another argument with his mother and father about his future. About his choice of House to serve. Rather then returning home for the night he sought the comfort of his Aunt’s house. She had never judged him poorly. Always welcoming him with tea and cookies when he came by troubled. Her husband was barely home or barely paid him any attention. Though he was not scorned since he was trying to serve their nation in the Dragonsong War. He sat at her table now doing much the same as he always did when he came by. Letting his thoughts wander as his Aunt cared for him. She never pushed him for more then he was willing to share. Just offered her warm presence and love.
❖ Coffee or tea? Tea (His mother and Aunt were always big on tea. Naturally he picked up a taste for it.)
❖ Showering in the day or night? Either (He works various shifts at Skyfire so whenever he has a time to wash away the day’s grime.)
❖ Taking baths or taking showers? Showers (He doesn’t bother lingering. He wants clean and moving on with the rest of the day.)
❖ Writing or reading? Neither (He’s never really taken much interest in writing or reading. Feels his knight’s duty is more important. Not to say he isn’t smart of course. He did his studies growing up. Just prefers physical activity more.)
❖ Platonic or romantic love? Both (He’s not against either one. Though he often ends up more with the platonic type.)
❖ Iced tea or lemonade? Iced Tea
❖ Ice cream or smoothies? Smoothies (Healthier)
❖ Cupcakes or cake? Either (But he’s not very big on sweets. Doesn’t mind the occasional sweet though.)
❖ Beach or mountains? Mountains (It’s what he is used to in Coerthas. The beach is still something oddly different for him.)
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❖ Name: Destiney Delvanguard
❖ Age: 25
❖ Deity: Menphina & Nymeia
❖ One good trait: Caring
❖ One bad trait: Stubborn
❖ One bad habit: Not taking care of herself better. (She often puts others first an then puts her foot down when people try to take care of her.)
❖ One good habit: Studying (She enjoys learning and often will study so someone in whatever group she is with on missions has knowledge of the area or history.)
❖ One habit they can’t break: Sweets (She has a weakness for them and can’t help herself but have a few if they are around.)
❖ One they’ve broken: Hiding behind her half-mask (She’s taken to barely wearing it anymore. She used to hide behind it when she was feeling emotionally unstable. She feels less of a need for it around the Order. Now it is more for work then hiding.)
❖ What they’re afraid of: Losing people she loves
❖ Their parents names: Eddard & Etoinelle (Aurifore) Delvanguard
❖ Their siblings names: Stefan Delvangaurd (fraternal twin brother)
❖ Other relations: Ricard Starkweather (uncle), Lancefer Aurifore (cousin),
Katrienne (Aurifore) Ferdillaix
(aunt) (There are more but only listing those in good standing cause her mother’s side is bigger then her father’s.)
❖ Favorite childhood memory: Playing in the woods right outside of the city while her mother watches. Dekkarra, Stefan, and Atix playing with her. Before her brother started distancing himself from everyone.
❖ Favorite childhood toy: A bow and arrows (Yes because she has always loved archery. That’s how she met one of her best childhood friends.)
❖ Embarrassing story: Getting drunk without meaning to while Leon was playing on stage. An having him being forced to rescue her from someone getting a little too personal with her. An then trying to kiss him in the street afterwards. Only for him to keep her at arm’s length.
❖ Favorite family member: Uncle Ricard
❖ A story about that family member: Uncle Ricard was stern but always caring. He had pushed himself to the limit in saving her from death when she had been foolish to try an get herself killed. When they had both lost Leon, she had begged him to teach her. To teach her to become a healer like he was. Leon had become their common ground. A starting place to build a closer relationship between Uncle and Niece. She followed her Uncle where he went and studied hard to prove herself to him. To make him proud. To make his work on saving her mean something.
❖ Coffee or tea? Tea (Most definitely tea. It reminds her a bit of home. Her mother was always drinking tea.)
❖ Showering in the day or night? Either (She isn’t picky because some days are more hectic then others.)
❖ Taking baths or taking showers? Baths (She prefers the chance to relax and just soak.)
❖ Writing or reading? Reading (She has quite the library of books between her room at the free company and her personal home.)
❖ Platonic or romantic love? Both – More so Platonic though (She loves a good romance, mostly watching though. But she is more then willing to love people like family.)
❖ Iced tea or lemonade? Iced Tea (She’s not overly fond of tart things.)
❖ Ice cream or smoothies? Ice Cream (Definitely Ice Cream cause it is sweet.)
❖ Cupcakes or cake? Both – Preferably Chocolate (Not going to be picky on her sweets. Just make it chocolate and she is good with either choice.)
❖ Beach or mountains? Beach (She likes to relax and watch the water. Water is calming.)
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Tagging: If you want to do it, do it. I honestly have no idea who has already cause I am way late in this. XD Been getting tagged all week an just now playing catch up.
“Oh
so it is like that is it?” Lance chuckled as he watched Svan swiftly
descend. He was almost glad that he was rarely lax in training. If she
thought he might not be able to keep up he was ready to prove her wrong.Lance followed suit down the steps, catching up with Svan. He matched
his pace to hers with a grin that was almost taunting. As if to ask was
this the best she could do. He figured if she tried she could probably
out pace him in his usual armor. But it seemed she was being
considerate. That was something that amused him.“I seem to be keeping up just fine so far. I’m not one to sit around
Skyfire on my backside all day. I have every intention of helping
restore the Haillenarte name. Which means training daily.” He commented
as he kept pace. His eyes were bright with the enjoyment this day was
proving to be. He had expected another cold day of dull work. Instead he
found a potential friend. Potential being the keyword as he still took a
bit of time to trust anyone at that level after past incidents. “I
still think you are not crazy though.”Her smile grew wider as at the knight’s enthusiasm. She didn’t know why she was acting like this, perhaps it was the excitement of finding a person like him. It has been a while since she had seen someone so positive without drowning themselves in ale first. And it was that excitement that prompted her to perform her next action: wind magic gathered around at her feet and with a burst of wind she propelled forward, a flurry of snow flew into the air as she did, and her laughter carried along with the wind.
As she flew forward the force would knock over a wandering deepeye, it fell face first into the snow with its feet kicking. Her figure would shrink with distance, and it seems as she flew a flock of blackbirds followed after her.
Lance was ready now to take back what he had said about her not being crazy as she propelled herself forward with a bit of magic. Granted it was a good kind of crazy. The kind that was often more fun then actually crazy. He laughed as he watched her getting away from him much easier now with the magical assistance.
He moved to sprint to try an not to lose her completely. Granted sprinting in armor was tiring but he was determined to keep at least from losing too badly. Though his sprint did slow a moment as he passed that deepeye in the snow. Those little feet kicking in the air. If he had had the breath to laugh right then instead of keeping up, he would have. It was a funny sight to see. He would at the very least have a story to tell someone later at the very least. For now he needed to try to catch up some even if he would never catch her with magic to help her. At times like now he wished he had been trained with some magic skill.
Lance offered his healer friend a shrug and a smile. The man had
given Lance one of those looks. The look over the top of his glasses
that asked why he was tolerating this visit. The man set to work
examining Crow’s head wound as Lance stood nearby. He crossed his arms
as he found a clear space near a wall to lean.“Don’t worry
about it. I’ll take care of whatever
Arthuriouxwants or needs. He’s been taking care of me for some time.” Lance
offered Crow a grin. “Just because Skyfire is a dull post doesn’t mean I
stay out of trouble.”“Hardly ever mind you.”
Arthuriouxshook his head and sighed towards Lance. His hands were gentle as he
took to cleaning the head wound first before even making any attempts
with healing magic. “You’ve been in your fair share of fights in the
Brume with that Duskwight before. What was his name?”“Let’s not bring him up.” Lance scowled an looked away.
“Lance
is a bleeding heart. Either he ends up on my doorstep or he comes with
someone else.” The older man explained to Crow as he checked over his
work before moving onto the healing magic, hoping to relieve the pain
and any serious damage that the young man might have suffered. “He means
well though.”( @crowbrume from here – repost cause tumblr forgot to tell you an it’s way back in my posts now. This was just easier.)
“That is very… generous of you,” Crow said and then hissed in pain when the old man started checking on his wound. Not like he wasn’t used to being hurt, but the pain in his head which just became more or less bearable now was awoken again, and even if he knew that it was for his own sake – he didn’t like it much.
“Yeah, I see that Ser Lancefer here is a very nice guy,” he said, wincing in pain. “Picking up guys like me on the streets and all. Very, very kind of him…”
And kinda very reckless, but he didn’t say it out loud. Instead he decided to ask how serious his wounds are, because it was the most important thing right now. “also I really feel in debt to you all. Look, I’m not very good with house work or something, but if there’s something I can do for you to replay for your kindness, please, tell me.”
He let out another hiss and sighed. Now he felt tired and wondered if he would be allowed to stay here to take some rest once his wounds will be treated properly, or if he need to find another corner on the streets to spend this night again.
( @nebula1984 )
“You can just call me Lance. I’m not going to insist you keep calling me Ser or even Lancefer. It’s frankly quite a mouthful most days.” Lance shrugged from where he leaned, watching the older healer work on Crow.
“And reckless.” The old healer added for Crow, obviously not afraid to speak such to the knight in the room. “Though he has gotten a bit better lately with his reckless behavior. I have not seen him quite as much lately unless he has acquired a new healer.”
Lance smirked at
Arthurioux as he pushed away from the wall to walk over. Being careful not to crowd a healer at work. He looked over at Crow to check on the man. Both curious and concerned. He hadn’t missed those hisses of pain earlier while the healer had been cleaning the wound.
“I’m not that reckless. Honestly old man. You make me sound like such a careless fool.” Lance replied before looking to Crow as he was offering to repay the kindness. “It’s fine. Really. I come from a family that can afford it. Not that I spend much of what I earn either. Though if you are going to be stubborn and keep insisting… I’ll try to think of something if it would make you feel easier about it all.” This earned Lance a snort of amusement from the healer.
“I would like to keep the boy overnight at the very least. To make sure he is not likely to keel over despite my work.”
Arthurioux
said as he lowered his hands from Crow’s head when he was done.
“Of course. I know where the spare room is down the hall. Is that alright with you, or do you have another appointment with those thugs from earlier?” Lance looked towards Crow.
( @crowbrume )
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