#sprucewoodfae

[adventuringalchemy]

❛  you're completely out of your element here, aren't you?  ❜

@sprucewoodfae | random prompts .

--------------- ugh, the nerve! ivor fought his inner demons that told him to scavenge this woman and her incredible magical power, and kept his desires and temptations at bay. and yet here she goes, trying to toy with him and throw insults just because he had found himself somewhat lost. how inconsiderate. brows furrow and the alchemist glares to the otherworldly being, throwing his arms down.

--------------- " if my memory serves me correct, it was your kind that had evacuate out of the villages to find new homes! so don't start dissing me for being lost! " the man snaps back in her face, letting out his emotions with a spitting rage. fists clench at his sides, shaking as the fueling fire within starts to settle. for a moment, his stare lingers, before he turns over and starts looking up past the sky. admittedly difficult, what with all the mighty trees in the way.

--------------- " as much as i hate admitting it, it's good that i ran into the likes of you. " he huffs. head shakes a moment before he lowers it with a heavy sigh. hand reaches up and pinches his bridge, sharp nails scratching at the skin and leaving marks before lowering back down.

--------------- " i suppose it would have been smart to bring a map with me. could have constructed the paper myself, " head shakes. arms shrug as one goes to rest upon his waist. " but don't blame an alchemist for wanting to use his sugar cane for potions. "

[adventuringalchemy]

"I didn't know that people took these types of tests but I hope I'm your type of person....putting that whole....almost killing you matter aside ...." (She has no idea what this actually means as a test ...ah innocence. )

@sprucewoodfae | are you ivor's type?

--------------- eyes pop as the satyr extends their arm. in their hand lay the type test. for a moment, the alchemist considered what a potential relationship with anya could be. putting their past aside, she was quite heroic. brave. her courage was a commendable strong suit -- it aided the village from any trespassers, enemies, dangerous monsters, or any sort of naive threat that dare lay their conniving strides within range. she was beautiful, and her personality was heart warming. again, putting all their past together aside.

--------------- there was a blush on his face. one that he tried his best to keep down. emotions weren't exactly keen to the lanky man, especially ones that harbor any semblance of romance. it was confusing. scary. uncomfortable. attempts were made to try and shove it down. though unsuccessful, all of those wandering thoughts cease. she was innocent. ignorant to the true, deeper meaning to this test.

--------------- " what? you didn't know people took these? " unsure whether to be relieved or anxious, ivor puts the test in his inventory. it's definitely something to gander later. to ponder over. how would she react if she really knew what it meant? the alchemist could only imagine her embarrassment. " so that would mean you have no idea what the implications entail. well, you shouldn't worry about it. and don't fret over what you did! it's in the past. "

--------------- arms go to his sides after hovering in the air for a moment. hands latch onto his robes, and his eyes linger up toward her own.

--------------- " though, you did achieve a bingo. " he states with a quiet huff slipping out of pursed lips. " so i suppose that means that you are my type. "

[ellegaard]

“Am I safe with you?”

┉┈◈◉◈┈┉ 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑰𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 || Accepting

Ellegaard lifted straining eyes from the map she was currently deciphering, eyes adjusting to her surroundings once more- and now, the new presence in front of her. She must’ve been too absorbed to even notice them come up.

“Hm-?”

She’d been sent a letter from a neighboring village, requesting help with an automated farming system- and with nothing else save for a rather faded map indicating where she needed to go. So with a slight desire to put herself to use, and against all better judgement, Ellegaard had set off on a.. Rather confusing journey.

But there was little that was confusing about the fact that this journey, for better or worse, had led her to someone. Or someone to her. She wouldn’t debate the order of that operation at the moment- it was pretty customary for lone travelers to form groups nowadays, wasn’t it? Maybe she needed to get out more.

“Well, I’d say you sure are.” The map is shifted to sit under her arm, as she gives the young woman a warmer look. Ellegaard was no Gabriel, but she knew her way with a weapon- and though the setting sun kept her from fully taking in her conversant’s appearance, she was more concerned with the potential that they’d come to her for some sort of assistance.

“What’s the matter?”