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In case some of my followers don’t know yet; there’s a virus going around in the form of messages from “Erica” asking people to try out a game on her blog. If you get this message:

Keep your blog & computer safe, do NOT go on their blog.

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love is like a sin, my love / for the ones that feel it the most / look at her with her eyes like a flame / she will love you like a fly will never love you again

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Beyond this, consider how these professions might vary depending on who the customers are - nobles, or lower class. Are they good at their job or just scraping by? Do they work with lots of other people or on their own? City or village?

For younger characters:

Apprentice to any of the above

Messenger/runner

Page/squire

Pickpocket

Shop assistant

Student

Looks after younger siblings

(Images all from Wikimedia Commons)

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Also consider:

Candlemaker Ferryman Factor (looks after business for an employer in another city) Tiler Cutler Beekeeper Apothecary Interpreter Furrier Moneylender/Banker Winemaker Tinker (small trader who repairs stuff) Nightsoil collector Customs officer Also a bonus for animal related professions: Fowler (supplies game birds for eating) Warrener (catches rabbits on your land for you to eat) Ostler (looks after your horses) Falconer (looks after your falcons) Cocker (looks after your fighting cocks)

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I am literally the most chill person when it comes to replying quickly. Oh, you replied in 5 minutes, fantastic. It took you a week, no problem. Two months? Awesome. I just want to RP with you

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Awkward Meeting Meme

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His features darken at the offer to tell more about himself but it only lasts for a second before he flashes a charming smile. “What is to tell really? I travel… which I guess can be considered exciting, and it might be at first, and sometimes, there is still joy in it, but you don’t have a real home, a constant point to return to when you had enough. Sometimes, all the new can be boring without the old and well-known.”

He waves over a waitress, ordering them two glasses of wine, subtly looking over the sovereigns he has left, making sure it is still enough for that. No matter how much he hates it, he will probably soon has to offer his potions for money. Anders’ look wanders back at Rhea with a warm smile. “So that’s enough about me, what about you? And how do you say ‘how are you’ in your language?”

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Rhea had noted that second; she was quick at observing others, and for all she knew; so was he. There was clearly something he wished to keep hidden, although secrets are like buried treasure; they only stay hidden for so long. Someone always finds it eventually, and Rhea wanted to be that someone.

As they entered the tavern she claims a small table and two chairs in the corner. That way she could hear him better and he may just let down his defences a little. Listening intently to his words, she found herself comparing his tale to that of her own. Which was unsettling.

For someone to travel extensively there were few true reasons; trade, on the run, or being part of something bigger than you. All of which she knew too well. It wasn't as if he was adorned in riches, and he seemed on edge every time someone came near him; especially those of the law.

Over time she had crept closer to him, it wasn't necessarily because she found him attractive, but that of her culture; Antivan's saw no meaning in personal space. There was harmless flirting, touching, but crossing that line meant severe consequences. Or at least if it was unwarranted.

"I am but an entertainer," she teases, "A dancer, among other things." At his curiosity she felt a smile tease at her lips, "Cómo estás."

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Cairn’s eyes went up into her face, as he was studying her… silhouette. "My apologies, m’lady. I am the new guard for.. the workers here. Cairn Ausley." He reached out with his hand and forgot the cultural difference between The Free Marches and Antiva.

"Ah, excuse me. Is it inpolite to give hand in Antiva? I am still not used to the culture in this country."

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Under such a penetrating gaze, she finds herself feeling most shy and diverts her own as a slight flush creeps its way up her neck and across her cheeks. It was not often that a handsome man such as he crosses the threshold of the brothel. No, it was usually packed full of men who were of less desirable to the naked eye. A guard? This took her by surprise; he was so polite.

An idea struck her as he was so estranged to the Antivan culture. Instead of shaking his hand, which would have been perfectly fine, she steps closer to him and uses her forefinger to gesture he bend down somewhat; for she was much shorter than he. If he should follow her instruction, she steps closer and mimics kissing him on each cheek but there is no actual contact.

Lingering there a little too long, she steps back a little before saying, "Es un placer," then translates, "It is a pleasure."

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Shadows fall and hope has fled Steel your heart, the dawn will come The night is long and the path is dark Look to the sky for one day soon The dawn will come The Shepherd’s lost and his home is far Keep to the stars, the dawn will come The night is long and the path is dark Look to the sky for one day soon The dawn will come Bare your blade and raise it high Stand your ground, the dawn will come The night is long and the path is dark Look to the sky for one day soon The dawn will come

Dragon Age: Inquisition is so close and yet so far! >:(

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