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[archery-and-hairties]

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[archery-and-hairties]

Lost and Irritated - Open

Well, great. Not only had he landed in a place he knew nothing about, he was also alone. And being an archer made him even more vulnerable to attacks or ambushes. He may be able to evade one, but multiple adversaries-?

Leonardo shook his head, narrowing his eyes in frustration. The blond could only hope the person to find him was semi-friendly. Either that or he had to find cover, quick. Just as he mulled over this, the greenery behind him rustled. Oh gods, just his luck. What did he ever do to them-?

He whirled around, notching an arrow and taking a defensive position.

"Who goes there?"

[dragonlordhaar]

You've Got Mail ll Open

It was another typical day of deliveries. With war long subsided the skies were thankfully peaceful, making for quick and easy work.  Well as quick as flying around delivering mail could be. Today was a special delivery though, it wasnt too often he had the opportunity to deliver to someone he met in the war.

Haar's dragon flew down and he dismounted, delivery in hand as he approached the door. He yawned then knocked hard on the door.

"Delivery here. Anyone home

[ikesboyfriend]

Long Gone - Open

Having spent several weeks traveling alongside Ike in the company of Chrom's 'Shepherds' as he called them, Soren had taken up much of his time by reading all he could when the army stopped moving for long enough intervals of time. It was exactly what he was doing then as well.

Sitting alone in the barracks reading over one of the tactician's manuscripts, Soren realized what had been bothering him all along. Supposedly the land he was visiting was far in the future. When he looked around the country nothing appeared different though. He wondered why things appeared so similar to his own home of Tellius.

Not halfway through the book he heard footsteps closing in on him, and in a panic he quickly shut the book and pushed it further onto the table where he sat in hopes he would not get in trouble for touching what was not his. He turned to face the source of the footsteps which had stopped only seconds prior.

"Oh... hello. Foolish as it may sound, you had me startled there."

[voodoobloodmagic]

Watch Out - Open

Tharja’s notes were sprawled across the floor of her tent, messy and disorganized, but Tharja’s mind knew that every scrap of paper was exactly where it needed to be. She wrote furiously; to her, her composition was just as beautiful and wonderful as any musician’s concerto. She was creating art.

She finished, and pride swelled in her chest. This hex had to be her most ingenious creation yet. Powerful and debilitating…if it worked, that is. There was always the possibility that she had made an error somewhere, but she was fairly confident that this curse was ready for testing.

She swept out of her tent, a dizzy giddiness filling her heart at the thought of seeing her magnificent hex in action.

"You," she said with a twisted smile, pointing at the first unfortunate soul she came across. "You’ve just been enlisted to help me test my new cur—uh, spell."