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“But of course you can trust me! I’m a very honest man, and would never jeopardize possibly alliances by weaving some tall tale!”
He was lying, of course. Reaver had been manipulating others from the day he was born, and it was one of the things that he happened to be the best at. And as he waved off any worries that the other might have had about him, the Baron attempted to make himself appear a trustworthy as humanly possible.
" weave pretty words as you like, i find actions far more concrete."
gaze narrows as a basilisk would on prey, unsure quite how to strike and feast. ringed fingers ghost his jawline in thought, concealing a frown. the orlesian is not his first choice in quests of espionage- but certainly not his last. whatever job the character in front of him intends to do, nikolai knows he will do it WELL.
"you reek of shifty alliances. there is plenty reason not to trust you. "
A Game Of Thrones Ask Meme.
mortuarism:
“Are they dead?” “When I got closer, I saw that she wasn’t moving either.” “Can a man still be brave if he is afraid?” “He must have crawled away from the others.” “Is it really mine?” “I have more concern for my nephew’s welfare.” “I’m not your son!” “Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not.” “The South is a nest of adders I would prefer to avoid.” “Why aren’t you down in the yard?” “We will have to watch him carefully.” “The things I do for love.” “Your absence has been noted.” “Now go away.” “It was always my color.” “You need not go far.” “”I will fight that battle when the enemy appears on the field.” “What are you reading about?” “Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it.” “Did you happen to notice the dagger the killer used?” “You better put on something pretty.” “The animal of hers tried to tear his arm off.” “Every flight begins with a fall.” “I’m to escort you to the castle.” “You broke my wrist.” “They were the ones that came after me.” “He left a treasury flowing with gold.” “A moment alone, that’s all I ask.” “You have a bold tongue.” “I see you have started out without me.” “Now, you try to strike me.” “Have you forgotten who you are?” “He is still he true king.” “You are with child.” “My father will rejoice to hear it.” “I don’t know why they did that.” “You are slow to learn.” “That would be a stroke of fortune.” “Best pull up your hood.” “No one could withstand him.” “If you tell anyone, I will kill you.” “I owe you my life.” “What was he doing that had him killed?” “I am not fond of eating horse.” “You know how they are, these savages.” “You wouldn’t let anyone kill him, right?” “”The king and I have quarreled.” “I fear we ride before the storm.” “We’re safe here.” “My business here is done.” “No one commands the dragon.” “You want him alive, you do as I say.” “Those crimes I can’t confess.” “I want my children kept safe.” “Don’t start with her again.” “I believe we know the way.” “He’s hopeless with a sword.” “Do I look like a liar to you?” “Your father is hunting with the King.” “I shall wear that as a badge of honor.” “”Don’t be afraid, I shall tell him.” “Turn, my princess, I beg of you.” “Have you forgotten your courtesies?” “You may remove your helm.” “What did I tell you about traitor’s blood?” “I know he must be punished.” “The choice, is entirely yours.” “Your rosy buttcheeks, what else?” “Who would want to kill the likes of you?” “He fell from his horse.” “Shut your mouth and close your eyes.” “Do you think you can bring him back?” “I vow to serve you.”
Just wanted to say I love the way you write, keep up the good work!
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threads that give your character a chance to grow as a person 👌👌
threads that challenge the estabilished state of your muse’s mind 👌👌👌
threads that divert from your usual standard in a provocative way 👌👌👌👌👌
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ximisaari can’t QUITE tell if the man is serious or not, but he barrels on anyway, emboldened by the liquor. “it’s jes’ no’ fair! i mean, listen, right — i spent my whole LIFE ‘round other qunari, an’ then i come here, an’ everythin’ is pure tiny! an’ built for people wi’out horns, too! it’s like— it’s like, are they all forgettin’ tha’ qunari EXIST? we’d like helmets! we’d like tae walk through doors wi’out bashin’ our heads oan the frames! ‘s all i’m sayin’!”
a fond smile dips comfortably under warm cheeks; fingers intertwining to form a seat for his chin as he looks to the herald with mirth. simple joys are a luxury rarely encountered, especially with one who garners his admiration. " it's no tactical advantage- but perhaps you could wear some sort of crown. you'd be in just as much danger, though quite stylishly so. "
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“ names only matter t’ people important enough t’ be known by ‘em, an i’m not. ” their voice is sharp, small frame tense as their eyes track the movement of his hands on the grip of his staff. they do not fear magic, but they know they alone are no match for a skilled mage sufficiently provoked.
“ i offered t’ help ye get where yer goin’, an that includes not lettin ye get murdered by the bandits camping half a league west of here; we c’n argue about m’ name now, or we c’n get movin’ an argue when we’re a bit less likely t’ end up gutted for the clothes on our backs an whatever’s in that pack of yours. ”
“ no one is that insignificant. ” even as he looked to continue the exchange, their words hold undeniable weight. fingers retreat to passive hold on his weapon, preferring not to create a FOE out of this circumstances only ally. trust was a luxury they would need to maneuver without at the moment, much to his chagrin.
“ ...fine. do not think i will forget the subject when we emerge from this. ” no reputation preceded his guides legitimacy, treachery a very possible result. an exhale wracks his shoulders- one part annoyance and two anxious, overarching goal returning to his minds forefront. “ continue as you were, i will keep behind. ”
“ your concerns touch my heart, but i promise you i have endured worse. ”
@aeliell
me @ yall when you take ten seconds to reply to my starters
okay…… good night mom………….,,
a loud SNORT escapes in midst of a sip from his brew, sloppy; unsorted. gloved fingertips wipe away the thin stream of ale spilling from his nose in result. cheeks take on a rosy hue in light of the reaction; finding within his stomach warmed by liquor to be bashful.
“ please- tell me more of your hatred for helmets and door frames. ”
@ximisaari
365 Days of Music|Day Fifty-two
Dust Bowl Dance - Mumford & Sons
There will come a time I will look in your eye
You will pray to the god that you’ve always denied
Then I’ll go out back and I’ll get my gun
I’ll say, “You haven’t met me. I am the only son.”
feet grow stiffly acquainted with the ground; attached toe to heel. dark hues sweep the creature in his wake, fighting rare traits of uncertainty behind a mask of composure. gaze eventually darts to his companion, struggling with knuckles clenched white under crossed arms.
"you did not tell me we'd be on horseback."
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terrible things // april smith and the great picture show
UNINSPIRED winds ghost along contours of his face as nikolai sits; stagnant, prim. earth beneath him is lush from recent rain as dew hangs in the air, promising showers to follow. unrest stalked nikolai to bed the previous night, head full of subjects that scare away chances of sleep. dawns arrival initiated incentive which led him here, a tranquil clearing to be used by soldiers for practice in a few hours time. luck allows him to hear fenriel before he approaches, undoubtedly hoping for a scare.
“ are you sure you’re a hunter? your shoes are awfully noisy. ”
@tanadhal
i always say idk but i do know