#fiercependragonette

[try-without-words-archive-blog]

fiercependragonette has returned to the ring

Farli raised a brow as the pale-haired girl entered the bar, feeling nothing but amusement and a little bit of resignation. She traced a finger over the countertop, leaving her signature silver writing behind. You know I still shouldn't technically let you in, unless you managed to age six or seven years since you were last here.

[ayoungpendragon]

[ Got distracted writing an open post on my other blog, getting to replies now. ]

[eldestofemrys]

[ EVERYONE THINKS THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH GAUIS. ]

CAN A GUY NOT LIKE BUNNIES AND KITTENS OR SOMETHING? XD 

[zaess-blog]

fiercependragonettestarted following you

hay thar

i hear this blog is only two days old

which means i can ship you with EVERYTHING

have you contacted gravely-everett yet by any chance i need 2 ship u

[try-without-words-archive-blog]

fiercependragonette started following you

Farli watched the youngster step through one of the side doors and step up to the bar, a little awestruck. Crossroad magick would never cease to amaze her. Tasting the girl's own power on the back of her tongue, she had no qualms passing her hand over the countertop, leaving words there in silvery script. Welcome, little wanderer. You're far from home.

[ayoungpendragon]

 #well yes #it's rather like being shot in the head but still being alive at the same time with the worst headache and the gunshot ringing in your ears #like stuck the moment before your death but never getting to the dead part

[ one word: ow.... ] 

[gravely-everett-archive-blog]

fiercependragonette started following you

acurseonbothyourhouses started following you

"Ah... Hi, all. Sorry to greet you like this. 'M not normally so... Curvy. Or female." Which in all plain truth and honesty probably sounded silly and absurd, but hell, all spells seemed to be. "Can I help ya, or did you just stop by the shop to shoot the breeze?"

[ayoungpendragon]

fiercependragonette started following you

Uther was wandering about the forest, opting to skip out on training with the knights.  He was more of the kind that liked to be nimble on his feet, fast and agile, he worked better with a bow than he did a sword, and he was definitely not built like a knight, maybe this was why he sometimes tried to avoid training.

At the sound of a twig snapping beneath someones foot, he turned expecting it to be a knight or guard that had caught up with him and were going to take him back to the castle.  Instead he grinned when he saw it was just his sister. "Freya." He smiled.