#olberose

[marevision]

olberose commission

[postalninja]

PrimBeric :P

Like, I definitely see the potential - and if it didn't involve one half of my OTP, I would probably be all for it. There's some cute travel banter between them, with Primrose teasing Olberic and him calling her a 'vexing woman', and I like to bring that dynamic into my platonic interpretation of their relationship. I do really like them as friends, and have even written Primrose as having a bit of a crush on Olberic, but he is dedicated to H'aanit, in my heart <3 (if the three of them get drunk, however...)

[coeursetcolores]

It's that time of year again! Another year, another set of ships! Happy Pocky Day!

[coinsandmedicine]

Philip. All the travelers are too tactful for this question. But you are a brave, honest young man and I need to know: who do you ship??

Philip: Ship….?

Tressa and Therion: NO, WHY?!

Philip: Like, shipping people?

Primrose: Oh? You know about it?

Philip: What? Is it like, shipping people off to work for others? I’ve heard of things like that before.

Primrose: ….No, not that ship.

Primrose: The one where you pair up two people you think may get along as a couple. Who do you think would look good together as a married couple?

Philip: I… guess that ought to be some kind of different phrase from another continent. Such a random question…

Philip: *still confused* U-Uh, maybe you and Sir Olberic?

Olberic: *laughes* Perhaps we do look good together, but I’m afraid I may be too old to get married now.

Alfyn: Hey, that ain’t true! Anytime is a good time to settle down with a woman!

Primrose: Interesting… what about for the rest of us? *looks at Tressa and Therion, who are both glaring at her*

Philip: Maybe… her *points to Tressa* and him? *points to Alfyn*

Tressa: *sighes* Of course, you’d say that. You know, just because we have similar clothing doesn’t mean we’re going to get married!

Primrose: *ignores Tressa* And what about him? *points to Therion*

Philip: Um, he doesn’t look like he wants to marry anyone…

Tressa: *bursts out laughing*

Therion: Good, cuz I don’t want to. *huffs*

Philip: And, how about you and you? *to Ophilia and Cyrus*

Ophilia: Oh, um, that sounds fine to me. *flustered*

Cyrus: A fine pair indeed.

Therion: You… do know what we’re talking about, right?

Philip: And, I dunno about you *to H’aanit*, sorry.

H’aanit: Nay, tis all well. Thou surprisen me by thy answers so honest.