#fatemocked

[adorectrine]

😊 Sit down next to my muse from helaia to jinx

jinx  dropped  her  pack  to  the  ground  with  a  dramatic  sigh,  plopping  herself  down  beside  helaia  before  anyone  else  could  claim  the  spot.  her  movements  were  fluid,  as  if  every  step  had  been  deliberately  calculated  to  end  up  right  here,  next  to  the  one  person  she  never  seemed  to  tire  of  being  near.

she  flashed  helaia  a  warm,  almost  mischievous  smile  and,  without  hesitation,  leaned  her  head  gently  against  her  shoulder.  her  silvery-white  hair  brushed  against  helaia’s  arm,  and  she  let  out  a  contented  hum,  as  if  this  moment  was  the  only  rest  she  needed  after  the  day’s  endless  trek.

“ you  know, ” jinx  murmured,  her  voice  soft  but  carrying  just  enough  playful  lilt  to  lighten  the  air,  “ the  only  good  thing  about  this  whole  journey  is  getting  to  sit  here  with  you.  well,  that,  and  seeing  your  pretty  face  every  day.  makes  all  the  dust  and  monsters  almost  worth  it. ”

she  tilted  her  head  slightly,  catching  a  glimpse  of  helaia’s  profile,  her  grin  widening  at  any  flicker  of  reaction.  if  there  was  one  thing  jinx  loved  more  than  teasing  helaia,  it  was  the  chance  to  draw  her  out  of  her  shell,  even  if  just  for  a  moment.

[thornedlamb]

@fatemocked liked for a starter || Kaitmera

‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎❝ I don’t trust fey... ❞ he said, but there was no judgement in his voice. Rather respect. ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎❝ Even the whimsical kind, as cute as they can be, I worry that what THEY consider whimsical fun, might lead to a horrible end for others. ❞ And that was something he could relate to too well. ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎❝ But I guess that makes studying them more important... ❞

[fatedmuses-archive]

@fatemocked asked "let's try this again." from strahd to gale

"Quite." Gale paused, straightening his spine as he faced down the vampire lord. He tried very hard not garner the others attention, but it seemed he had failed in that endevor.

"Gale of Waterdeep, Chosen of Mystra. To whom do I have the pleasure of speaking with?" He knew exactly who he was speaking with, but he was curious what the other would say.

[mistakenmessiah]

"something must have gotten them riled up." from kiiroth

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Honey-brown eyes sweep their surroundings, looking for anything amiss. The problem with their current predicament, it seems, is not the abundance of red flags but the lack of them. It is quiet, not even a cricket chirping. The sun shines high in the afternoon sky and there is a gentle, warm breeze ruffling their hair. He has never been in a wooded area that was so quiet before. Where are the animals? Where are the chatting travelers who should be walking on the trails? The eerie quiet is interrupted by a flurry of feathers as birds fly away in large groups. Not long after deer dash away, making bushes and tall grass rustle as they flee. "I am going to cast a spell and see if I can uncover a magical explanation. Let me know if you see anything that could explain this strange occurrence."