@architaciturn / STARTER CALL. ˗ˏˋ 👑 ◝
𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓 hadn't been particularly challenging. Attempting to flee in boots with STILETTO HEELS hadn't worked out too well.
The Half-Elf was tied up, his long golden locks in disarray. And, to his horror, his pastel finery, embroidered with golden stitching and opals, had a tear ( his outfit alone was worth more than some commoners ever earned in their lifetime ).
"YOU WRETCHED...!! BRUTE!!" He kicked and complained, his voice high-pitched from anger and fear, though he tried to hide it by throwing a tantrum. "Do you have ANY idea who I am?! They will hang you for this, mark my words!!"















