#pothermine

[skillsnipe-blog1]

     `   i do hope you arent frozen with fear  ,  im a kind man !  honest !   `

   @pothermine / sc

[sinsfox]

@pothermine / AWARNACH

     It seems, Ban thinks, that he’s got some sort of affinity for finding himself among woods or forests. The outskirts of the town he once lived as a child, the forest with which his immortality had been obtained. But forests were always a calming place for him to be, a sort of escape to get away. Though he can’t be so certain about these woods he’s entered. It’s something unsettling, in a sense; it’s a feeling that makes the man’s skin prickle, his shoulders hunching further with his slouch as red eyes glance from here and there.

     It’s like he’s being watched. Ban knows the feeling too well, and he swallows in his throat as his feet halt in their steps. A shudder rips up his spine, a click of his tongue against sharp teeth as he looks around much more. Perhaps, it’s a similar feeling to the fairy king’s forest– a feeling of the forest itself being alive. And he remembers well how it judged on character, and would take measures to protect itself. Were these woods the same? Was it making its decision on what to do with him through these passing moments? The sin can’t help but wonder, curiosity rattling him as he straightens his back and cocks his head to one said.

     “Hey...” He starts up and his tongue is licking over his lip for a moment ( he’s unsure of who he’s even talking to, but he feels a need to address this feeling ), “I got no intention of harmin’ the woods, if you’re worried about that. Whoever you are– the woods itself or,” He pauses, “... Guardian.”

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@pothermine​ ♡’d for a starter

He studies the other carefully for a moment— prince, he is; his duty firstmost is to keep the people safe ( which means deeming if the stranger is of immediate concern ). His duty, complete, means he can do the secondmost important thing to him; caring for the wellbeing of others. Releasing the grip on the hilt of his sword, Siegfried can relax a little now; a bit trusting, perhaps, to let his guard down a bit, but again— he senses no immediate danger. Humble, the prince is, a dip of his head as he addresses the other.

“Pardon my manners, but I do not think I have seen you around these parts before.” Then again, lots linger in the woods; some less human than others, more than most knows, if he had to guess. “I apologize if I am intruding on your territory, however; it is not my intentions to do so. Do you fare all right out here?”

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@pothermine :: sc.

being chosen to stand watch for the night was willow’s least favorite thing in the world; in all honestly she’d rather be lazing about with the rest of her clan, drinking the night away in celebration of another successful hunt. just her luck to have drawn the short stick, and here she sat, waiting about 20 feet above ground in a nearby tree (luckily they chose an area with only one entrance, making it much easier for her). a yawn passes her lips, arms stretching above her head; the chatter from camp seemed to have died down, giving her more focus on the forestry around them.

and her sharp hearing picked up the faint sound of footsteps against the forest floor. immediately the elven girl is alert, bow drawn and ready for whatever may be approaching. although she couldn’t see all too well, blast the clouds for covering her beautiful moon, willow could tell from her hearing; it sounded like just one person. she decided against a warning, just in case she was wrong, and there was more than one being; though she had hope it was just a lost traveler (she really didn’t want to have to fight so late in the night).

[starboomsaaaaaaaaaaaa]

* @pothermine

“ Y-YES I - I’ve been practicing archery for years now it’s one of . . . the only things i’m fairly decent at , haha. i was just coming back from practice , actually. ” the lies falls effortlessly from his tongue , as he grips his duffle bag with a little extra force. while he also had his bow strapped to his shoulder , stuffed in his bag was his air piercer costume - having just left from his meeting with his fellow villains in crime. 

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pothermine replied to your post:

imagine ryom doing so much walking (that she’s not used to) that she’s got blisters on the back of her heels and arms full of stuffed animals and immediately when she gets home she dumps them on the floor and falls asleep on top of them. iconic

soren debates on whether or not to put her in her bed, but they decide not to disturb her and put a blanket on her instead before going to make an herbal salve to help her feet :’)

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pothermine replied to your post: 

ryom sucks at every game, therefore cheats at every game, using magic soren taught her ¯\_( ツ )_/¯

JDSKHFDG I CAN’T BELIEVE RYOM OUT HERE FINESSING TF OUT OF EVERYONE

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pothermine replied to your post:

ryom will make them take her Immediately if she finds out about them- win/win situation

one opens up not far from where they stay, so they get an ad in the mail !! soren actually admits that they’ve never been to one of these things, so it becomes a Whole Experience !!