#fabledflower

[justadunmermage]

"So... your faser... vhat vas he like?"

He gave a sad smile. "He was brilliant. He taught me my first spells, he taught me to treat others as  people who deserve life." A bitter laugh. "He always smiled, with me and mother, he loved us a lot... I miss him dearly."

[magladio-blog]

+ fabledflower

    "Excuse me, miss. Do you have any coin to spare, by chance? I'll swallow a sword or juggle some daggers if you've got any!"

[vangcndr]

Stopping on the way {Romy and Morgana}

 --- The day had been a long one and the woman was looking forward to spending the night in her own bed again. After days of journeying through the forest the comforts of the citadel were something Morgana had dearly missed. 

But of course she could not return home now. There was still a lot to do if her plans were to work. Uther was still believing she trusted her with all her heart and was filled with loyalty towards him. He had no idea that in truth the young witch was already planning to overthrow the old and terrible king. Morgause had told her to wait in Camelot's local inn for a message from her. Morgana disliked the idea, it was not normal for her to spend time in the inn and people would surely notice, but she had no choice had she?

The former ward stepped through the doors of the tavern, smiling gentle. "Good evening" She greeted, hoping no one would recognise her in her worn out travelling clothes.

[solitaryplanes-blog]

Silent Forest

+ fabledflower

Tallow awoke with a start, wrenching himself up into a sitting position. As his groggy mind started ticking over, he surveyed his surroundings.

    Forest of some kind. Very dry-looking but dense foliage obscuring both distance and sky, but only sparse ground cover. There's a bit of a fog around; probably a stream or a lake not too far off. The stars are unusually vivid here, and the sky itself doesn't quite seem to have a uniform colour.

Slowly getting to his feel, Tal staggered a little before catching himself, noting that the ground was sloped here. Gathering up his pack and provisions, he adjusted his cloak and took up his staff, wondering idly what would happen if something attacked him the next time he fell unconscious while Travelling.

    Now, then. What does this world have in store for me?

Looking up at the sky one last time, Tallow started walking downhill as best he could, trying to avoid the more closely-packed trees and scanning the forest floor for anything that looked edible. Spotting a few bright red berries, he picked a few and stowed them in a pouch.

    Hopefully I can find a local who might know whether they're edible or not. Their skin has an interesting sheen.

The dead of night in this forest seemed to be almost unnaturally quiet, with only the smallest of creatures going about their business, and Tallow did not see any larger creatures around. As he made his way downhill, he noted that the forest was getting thinner, and he could see a little further ahead. There seemed to be a clearing of some kind not far away.

    At the very least, I'll be able to see where I am a little better. I'd prefer--

Tal's thought was cut short by a quiet but definitive snap as something behind him broke an errant twig, and he became aware that he was not as alone as he had assumed. Turning slowly, he hoped it wasn't a wild animal; if it was, it was a fairly large one. Tallow reached for his knife.

[feyorn]

fabledflower started following you

Feyorn tended to avoid inns on principle. Too many strangers sleeping in poorly-locked rooms, or innkeepers with their more-private quarters... well, that sounded a little too appealing for Feyorn's liking. He preferred to avoid the temptation for blood.

Unfortunately, he also needed to sleep sometimes, even when away from home, so to the inn he came, illusions in place to hide his vampiric nature and a smile to keep a good impression. "A room for the evening and... have you any spiced wine?" he asked the woman who worked there.

[bergfinnr]

fabledflower started following you

➵ A confused look was on his forehead as he noticed this unfamiliar lady standing near the fighting area of the castle of Jötunheimr. He put his sword back in its sheath before he approached the woman. "This is not the safest place for a lady to be," Bergfinnr spoke politely, ready to escort the lady elsewhere.