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@odd-roseus-moon
Departing
((Hi I wish could stay and enjoyed rping as Roseus I have too much on and can't put in the time any more and I bent over backwards to be accepted but apparently deep down was not good enough and I appreciated the rps so I leave with grace and bid you goodbye.))
At lost
[[Really don’t know where I stand. I have closed and archived Byron’s blog as requested. Just at lost how to sort things with my other characters since Byron was part of the plot with most of the characters mainly: Argyle, Nero ( yet to debut) Jolene my zalamander character ( yet to debut) plus my mudokon trio: beatrix,clover and zolin. Also worried Roseus is not blending or I’m doing a poor job? ]]
@odd-roseus-moon
Mroth hummed in thought, running his fingertip along the length of his mask subconsciously. “I can whip up a few different disguise potions, if it will help. What about invisibility potions?” he mused, almost to himself as he thought of different tricks.
When she mentioned a way of paying, Mroth just shook his head gently. “Do not worry about payments, Roseus. Seeing your beautiful smile is enough payment for me!”
“ A potion that could change my taloned feet into actual mudokon feet would be fab. Since its no trouble to hide my flight feathers under my arms with the right essential long sleeve jumper they fold back quite easily the feathers.
Hmmm possibly one invisibility just in case odd-forbid something goes wrong, but on a light note think you conjure a prank potion that can work on a Vykker? Argyle be so drunk he won’t notice till too late but I don’t want it permanent just enough he has some sort of blemish effect? Since Argyle loves the colour green so much lets make him green.” A playful gentle smirk was accompanied by a feeble giggle. Roseus both meekly surprised and flattered at Mroth’s payment terms. “Erm thanks…are you honestly sure mere smile is enough as payment? I could make you a basic cloak at least since the weather is still bitterly cold. She glanced innocently at the birdish mask. “One day I would like to see whats behind that mask of yours but for now I’ll gladly offer you tea and refreshment instead?”
Listening to Roseus as she listed off the potions she needed, Mroth made a mental checklist to remember what she needed.
"So.. a transformation potion, an invisibility potion, and a potion to turn Vykker green with blemishes?” he repeated, giving a small chuckle himself. “Not a problem! When will you need them by?”
Raising his arm slightly, he brushed his hand along it, raising the fur. “I’m covered in my own home-grown cloak, my dear. Cold weather is the least of my problems~”
With a slight tilt to his head, he touched his mask. “…Maybe one day, I’ll let you see under this mask.. but tea and refreshments sounds lovely, for now!”
"Well sooner the better would need them before the weekend as Argyle usually goes to his little hang out on a Saturday for respite or a treat depending on his schedule which I only have a rough idea since I not lived under his care for quite a while now."
Roseus glanced at the soft fur " Fair do must be handy to have fur and as for tea and refreshments can invite you to my place if you don't mind been given a lift by flight? The establishment still has yet to have a pulley platform installed since its a lookout tower house.
Erm...I hope you don't mind me in asking this but what species are you and were doe your kin usually live?"
@odd-roseus-moon
Mroth hummed in thought, running his fingertip along the length of his mask subconsciously. “I can whip up a few different disguise potions, if it will help. What about invisibility potions?” he mused, almost to himself as he thought of different tricks.
When she mentioned a way of paying, Mroth just shook his head gently. “Do not worry about payments, Roseus. Seeing your beautiful smile is enough payment for me!”
" A potion that could change my taloned feet into actual mudokon feet would be fab. Since its no trouble to hide my flight feathers under my arms with the right essential long sleeve jumper they fold back quite easily the feathers.
Hmmm possibly one invisibility just in case odd-forbid something goes wrong, but on a light note think you conjure a prank potion that can work on a Vykker? Argyle be so drunk he won’t notice till too late but I don’t want it permanent just enough he has some sort of blemish effect? Since Argyle loves the colour green so much lets make him green.” A playful gentle smirk was accompanied by a feeble giggle. Roseus both meekly surprised and flattered at Mroth’s payment terms. “Erm thanks...are you honestly sure mere smile is enough as payment? I could make you a basic cloak at least since the weather is still bitterly cold. She glanced innocently at the birdish mask. "One day I would like to see whats behind that mask of yours but for now I’ll gladly offer you tea and refreshment instead?”
[Roseus] "Pardon me squire are you a bird of sorts?"
“A bird…? You could say.. that I am like a bird. Don’t let the mask fool you! I do not have a beak,” he explained, holding a hand out, “Although, it seems.. that you are part bird, yes? The name is Mroth! A pleasure to meet you.”
“Yeah an owl-mudokon actually…so are you a doctor of sorts?” Eying Mroth’s hand before politely held her hand returning the gesture of a handshake “Charmed to make your acquaintance Mr Mroth, I’m Roseus.”
“An owl-mudokon… Interesting!” he mused out loud, tilting his head slightly before shaking her hand gently.
“You could say I’m a doctor. I make potions - healing, poisons, miscellaneous.. you name it, I’ll most likely have the cure - or a swift solution to a problem.”
Roseus grins softly as Mroth shook hands with her. “Cheers, And…yes you seem to have a doctor essence about you, I was kinda raised by a doctor a Vykker named Argyle to be precise but…well thats kind of a long story. ” She was discreetly concerned by some Mroth’s specialties. “Oh…? Healing potions may come in handy but I’m not interested in poison, I have no intent in harming any one in that manner… erm what do you mean by swift solution? Could you care to explain that definition?”
“Ahh yes… the Vykkers.. most I’ve seen are rather ignorant and horrible. But for one to bring a beauty like you into the fold? I’m pleasantly surprised~” he cooed, gently running his thumb over her paw.
Listening to her as she questioned his business, he let out a short chuckle. “My dear, a swift solution… to get rid of people. Poison is slow and painful - but death can be as quick as a Scrab… with the right potion, of course!”
Roseus felt a haze blush on her cheeks.
“Th-thank you squire the compliment is appreciated but I was along side my sister. We were only mere novelty pet projects of this particular Vykker whom I have mixed feelings about… it’s complex and I won’t bore you with the details…erm my I have my paw back if you please?”
Some what sceptical and wary about Mroth’s profession yet curiosity took over the most. “Personally not into the grim side of potions and poisons if they involved pranks on a temporary level now that be intriguing.”
A smile grew from underneath his mask. “Just a mere pet project? Do not downgrade yourself so… You are a sight to behold.. and I am sure your sister follows closely behind,” he compliments, gently letting go of her paw.
“Pranks? There are obviously such creations!” he straightens his posture, obviously elated that someone took interest. “There are potions to change colours of various body features, disguise something fowl as a delicious treat, and of course.. hallucinations~” he explained with glee. “Are there any potions in particular you are looking for..?”
"Charmed to hear as before we came to the village not many folk really understood nor excepted us due to our ehem... unique appearance
"Oh not much..." Roseus shrugged. "Mostly skin tone or some sort of feather dye change and something to help in a disguise subject?" Roseus was making a mental memo in her head. Maybe a disguise potion would help Cecil infuriate the Clockwork keg with out the risk of me being recognised by Argyle, also maybe play a little prank on him too perhaps? She briefly explained to Mroth her upcoming trip with Cecil and the potential potions that could be paid ether by moolah or she could make an article of clothing such as a poncho or tunic. Or gemstone jewellery?
Taking the reins.
Hi as some folk know Ghostmoor is no longer rping on odd-blog thus I have been passed on the reins as mods of Byron and Nero. Ghostmoor is helping me develop a new zalamander character to tide in with my own Oddling characters which will remain the same. Thus its some what of a reboot. I can only do my best and Its rather daunting for me thus need time to adjust thus pardon me for been slow with rping then usual.
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Sighs in a disheartened tone."Childhood is not exactly happy topic seen a lot of grim stuff plus not had opportunity to grow up with any one my age since most of the specimens Argyle created were usually kept in separate quarters just as much as mudokon workers. Only perks of that life was been fed and having fairy nice room of my own and particularly given a library of books to enjoy."
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"Eee...oddone bad winterPeggy and I were forced to steal food from outlawsEnding up screwing up and I got grazed, top of my shoulder by a bullet whilst escaping... not fun."
[Roseus] Muse nickname: "brass squire?"
“I get the brass part.. But what’s a squire?”
“Oh,erm…basically squire means in fancy terms a man of high social standing. While informally it means a friendly or humorous form of address to another fellow.”
"Hmm..How about Rosey?" She smiles.
"Its nice and its what Peggy calls me usually ^///^Erm for you...? Hmmm maybe Aqua?"
Vault trek
@askzooz
Getting up early was not Roseus’ best forte especially on cold frosty mornings. Thus practically forced herself to wake up even so she promised Zooz she wouldn’t be late.
Groggily glancing out the window of the tower as sun beams gently flittered into the kitchen area whilst she was sat at the table scribbling a small note for Peggy. Roseus yawned before taking a long drink of cinnamon coffee getting up and placing the note upon a makeshift memo board. Lugging on her winter coat shortly grabbing the patch work messenger bag before opening the clunky door the frosty brisk air drifted upon Roseus’ face as she shivered even with togged up in winter garments but shrugged thinking once in flight will warm up to tolerate the cold. Carefully taking off from the frosted balcony soon flying over iced trees and roofs over the village.
Zooz was already up, double checking the supplies they’d packed for the day, when they heard Roseus land outside. Slinging their bag over their shoulder, they stepped outside and smiled at her.
“Right on time.” Checking the door was firmly shut behind them, Zooz whistled for Trill, who stretched and shook himself off before lumbering out of his shelter. “Alright, we gotta go somewhere good to take off, so follow me.” Gesturing for Roseus to follow, Zooz led the way through the trees to their usual take-off point. “The Raisin ain’t too far from here, so we’ll probably be at the vault by mid-morning, and I’ve packed enough food and water for the both of us.”
“ Morning and glad is early as I usually suck getting up this early and I also got a few little bits of refreshments only carrot cake and cinnamon coffee though.” Roseus yawned with a small chortle before eyeing Trill timidly “You sure that chap will be fine me flying near him?” Whilst she walked along side Zooz. “ So would we be seeing the Raisin today if we have time or would that be another time?”
“Flying near him? I planned on you flying on him with me.” They came to a stop on the cliff by the dip in the forest floor where Trill usually took off from; Zooz hopped up onto Trill’s back and offered a hand out to Roseus. “We’re going to see the Raisin first. It shouldn’t take too long.”
Roseus felt a bit jarred about riding on Trill only because not been really introduced herself to the dratt but didn’t wish to be impolite all the same thus taking Zooz’s hand and sat behind them. “Do forgive me if I’m a little iittery around Trill just thought he might be uncomfortable as me… You know being a stranger to him and all… Plus I never had a lift quite like this before.” Her cheeks hazed modestly whilst nodding on the subject of the Raisin. “ sounds like a plan and any thing I should know about him in particular?”
Vault trek
@askzooz
Getting up early was not Roseus’ best forte especially on cold frosty mornings. Thus practically forced herself to wake up even so she promised Zooz she wouldn’t be late.
Groggily glancing out the window of the tower as sun beams gently flittered into the kitchen area whilst she was sat at the table scribbling a small note for Peggy. Roseus yawned before taking a long drink of cinnamon coffee getting up and placing the note upon a makeshift memo board. Lugging on her winter coat shortly grabbing the patch work messenger bag before opening the clunky door the frosty brisk air drifted upon Roseus’ face as she shivered even with togged up in winter garments but shrugged thinking once in flight will warm up to tolerate the cold. Carefully taking off from the frosted balcony soon flying over iced trees and roofs over the village.
Zooz was already up, double checking the supplies they’d packed for the day, when they heard Roseus land outside. Slinging their bag over their shoulder, they stepped outside and smiled at her.
“Right on time.” Checking the door was firmly shut behind them, Zooz whistled for Trill, who stretched and shook himself off before lumbering out of his shelter. “Alright, we gotta go somewhere good to take off, so follow me.” Gesturing for Roseus to follow, Zooz led the way through the trees to their usual take-off point. “The Raisin ain’t too far from here, so we’ll probably be at the vault by mid-morning, and I’ve packed enough food and water for the both of us.”
" Morning and glad is early as I usually suck getting up this early and I also got a few little bits of refreshments only carrot cake and cinnamon coffee though." Roseus yawned with a small chortle before eyeing Trill timidly "You sure that chap will be fine me flying near him?" Whilst she walked along side Zooz. " So would we be seeing the Raisin today if we have time or would that be another time?"
Vault trek
@askzooz Getting up early was not Roseus' best forte especially on cold frosty mornings. Thus practically forced herself to wake up even so she promised Zooz she wouldn't be late. Groggily glancing out the window of the tower as sun beams gently flittered into the kitchen area whilst she was sat at the table scribbling a small note for Peggy. Roseus yawned before taking a long drink of cinnamon coffee getting up and placing the note upon a makeshift memo board. Lugging on her winter coat shortly grabbing the patch work messenger bag before opening the clunky door the frosty brisk air drifted upon Roseus' face as she shivered even with togged up in winter garments but shrugged thinking once in flight will warm up to tolerate the cold. Carefully taking off from the frosted balcony soon flying over iced trees and roofs over the village.
[Roseus] "What was it like growing up as a child, any family? Was it more nice then bad?"
Sol shrugged his shoulders. “Most of us wind up in communal nurseries. It was… nice, I suppose - about as nice as urban cities can be - since it’s generally the people who actually care about looking after children that end up working there. There were lots of us. Kids, I mean. I don’t know if I really thought about them as family so much as just people I had to live with, though… I don’t really have any strong feelings about anyone I was raised with or by.”
"Certainly different from my upbringing in terms of cared by folk that actually cared about kids plus the experience of actually being among kids around your age at that time? How did education work once you were old enough?" Roseus gingerly intrigued since she was tutored by Argyle in almost a bubble environment.
Ask me something about my muse's childhood you've wanted to know.
Rumor has it you've got feathers in... strange places..
*flusters*“Cor…your classy?”
@odd-roseus-moon: “ Well…okay if your honestly sure?” She shyly hunched her shoulders before tilting her head curiously.
“Oh? Another village?”
Roseus wore a sombre and concerned expression for a moment she debated in mild dread. “ I apologise in advance asking this but what happened, why did you leave your village? You don’t have to tell me if its too personal. You can skip to another subject if you want?”
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“Aha, um… well…” Marek fidgeted with the hem of their coat for a moment. “They had expectations of me that I couldn’t meet. I knew they’d be disappointed either way, so… I left, because at least here I might be able to be happy. Sorry, it’s kind of a bleak topic…”
Roseus listened feeling a heavy vibe in her gut. Even if she didn’t know the full details Marek’s expression was enough to understand by the sound of it a bleak part of their past not to be brought up lightly.
“ Sounds like a harsh and difficult time, but if you felt in your heart you couldn’t meet those expectations…let alone compromising your happiness? Then at least you’ve made the brave choice of changing circumstances as its your life and no else’s. And thus far from what I can see…you to be coping quite fine since you’ve been living in the village for a few months now?”
“Haha… thank you.” Marek did their best to compose themself, “Um, yeah. I got set up with my own little house… it’s small, and it needed cleaning up, but it’s kind of cozy now that I’ve got some furniture in there. What about you? Where are you living?”
“ Not all pleasure to be of help.” Roseus smiled warmly and became intrigued about Marek’s little establishment. “Sounds like a cute little nest you had chance to decorate and accessorise the place?
Oh me and Peggy moved into the previously abandoned lookout tower by the edge of the village…luckily there was already some furniture when found it, though the place required a good going over cleaning wise. But now its all comfortable cozy. Its kinda shabby chic to best way describe the interior? Certainly a big upgrade from being use to living in tents before that.”
“Well… it’s not so much decorated just yet, but it’s a lot nicer than it was when I first got here. Marek took on a decidedly starry-eyed expression when Roseus mentioned her own home. “A lookout tower? That’s so cool! Can I come and take a look one day?”
“It still sounds nice though and if you wouldn’t mind I’ll gladly drop by for a visit sometime?”
Roseus giggled softly at Marek’s starry eyed expression and nodded “Oh, yes of course you can as long as you don’t mind given a lift up there by flight? The ladder to the tower only just got what’s left of the top portion at the balcony area while rest of the ladder is in bits and pieces at the base of the tower.”
Roseus gave a meek laugh and rubbed the back of her head blushingly before clearing her throat.
“ Fortunately Cecil is going to be dropping by soon to fashion up a pulley platform system so guests that can’t fly can visit with out any hitches, haha.”
“Of course! You’re welcome to come and visit any time.” Marek only looked more excited at the prospect of flying and nodded eagerly. “Sure! As long as I’m not too big to carry.”
“Ah goods,only asking as some folk are not always fond of flying and would love to visit when its convenient for you? I’m not really doing much of late only just finished working on a mail uniform for Peggy… so I’m taking a rest from sewing for a couple of days.” Roseus laughed with a slight sigh of relief. Before she took a moment glancing at Marek’s height again.
“I think I could manage to carry you as you seem light enough and I’m fairly strong… probably lugging a tent and camping stuff helped back then, Peggy and me usually took turns with that job.”
