#talesofwight

[arcana-divine]

A slight furrow mars the midlander's brow as his footfalls carry him through the alien little village. He holds a small bundle under his right arm as he follows the wooden path, making his way with intent. At least until he spots a familiar figure , engaged in an... 'interesting' dance. He tilts his head to the side, takes a breath, and then slowly finishes the rest of his trip. "Hope I'm not, uh... interrupting?" He calls out softly.

In the midst of a clumsy twirl, Aurora answers. "Hm? Oh not at all, simply greeting this sylph! It is customary for them to communicate through dance." When she stops, taking a moment to adjust her dizzied gaze, a smile brightens across her lips. "Mister Wightman! We meet again."

"...oh but your hair is much different than before! Have you matured already?"

part o1 of random shenanigans w/ @talesofwight!

[meandering-mind]

I dunno if you're still doing the no-response message thing but either way! You're just a super super good bean, very fun and creative and definitely super hardworking, and I'm very grateful that by whatever stroke of cosmic coincidence, be it luck or whatever, that we are friends! You deserve all the good things in the world and I swear to God I'll challenge anyone who threatens that to a knife fight. It's in my blood so there's like a 50/50 shot I'll win.

[grumpy-limsan-customs-cat]

Exercise

Send in Kinks(???) and My muse will rate them.

Definitely not | No | Not Really | Its Okay | Kinda | Yes | Fuck yes |There goes my pants |

Bonus: Giving | Receiving | Both

[loversmercy]

👊 - Have they ever gotten into a fist fight before? (Bonus points if you mention what caused the fight and how it turned out!)

“Mm-hm,” Mhiha hummed. “Plenty. Most of ‘em were just sparrin’, though. Had a good friend in the Fists – y’know, the monk types. The real deal. We went at it every now an’ then, an’ yeah, I got my arse handed to me more than I cared to keep count, but that’s just part o’ it, aye? ‘f ye ain’t black an’ blue by the end of a bout, yer doin’ it wrong.”

[thegildenheart]

*Inhales* "MY TURN!!"

Alley Rat and Rufus Wightman have joined your party!

• Starting Dungeon: “Oh, it’s mister Rufus! Hello mister Rufus! I like your new coat, it’s really cool!”• Assisting: “I’m with you, okay? Team Metaphysick sticking together!”• Being Assisted: “T-thanks mister R! I’ll pay you back, I promise!”• Idle Dialogue: “So, um... how’s things? Wh-- why are you squatting like that? Oh! Is that how you’re so strong? Should I do that, too? Alley starts squatting beside Rufus.”• Witnessing Rufus KO: “O-oh no! The Metaphysick curse strikes again!”• Reviving Rufus: “Not today, mister! You’ve got plenty more baddies to slice and even more squats to do!”• Finishing Dungeon: “I knew it would be easy with you looking out for me! G-good job! Um... can I try on your coat?”

Bonus Chef Excellence: Knowing of Rufus’ skills in the kitchen, Alley would have no qualms about asking him for food at the start of the dungeon for some buffs. If he declines, she’ll elect to simply try stealing some from him when he’s busy with a pull. Hey! She’s skinny, she needs a good meal!

Alley admires Rufus, and it’s easy to see him as one of her many father figures. She’s quick to follow on his heels and attack his targets as a priority, and do what she can to make his life easier! After the first instance of squatting, Alley will immediately begin immitating him thereafter.

Send me a MY TURN! to see how Allie/Alley would react to you in her party!  

[ylaziel]

Thigh: Sympathy/empathy(?) Holy shit that seems forward. Where do you touch someone on the thigh to show sympathy? I must not know human emotions very well.

Yla was sitting on one of the stools in the Stray, her back leaning against the counter. She was wearing long pants and her simple white shirt, loosely hanging from her small frame. Once more she was sipping at a glass of rum, cheeks red from the alcohol and her eyes distant, somewhere far far away in the dark forest of her thoughts.

It was a quiet night in the tavern and only one guest was left… Rufus who was likely shaking his head that his fairly new acquaintance was once more burying her problems in the embrace of alcohol.

The silence grew in the establishment, only water splashed now and then or glasses clinking as Siggurd, the bartender cleaned up, they were near closing. His father, Ulfric already left for his chambers.

The raen was lost in dark thoughts, glass held close to her lips not yet tilted nor touching she just… Stared off into the distance when she suddenly jumped slightly.

Light pats on her thigh brought the small woman back from the waking nightmare. Rufus offered an empathetic smile, one that said, all will be fine. She looked at the hyur and took a sip of her drink, drifting her gaze away after a seemingly grateful nod.

She was grateful.

[alun-ura]

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Send me ∞ and my muse will tell you…

If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning

If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME

If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life

If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply

If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!

My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance || Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee and Talk || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You || Let’s Take a Bath Together

If I See You As: A Stranger || An Acquaintance || A Friend || A Close Friend || My Best Friend || A Crush || The Love of My Life

[arcana-divine]

Rufus Wightman: "Please, do not take this the wrong way but..."

The midlander pauses, a look of confusion and seeming guilt writ on his features. "...How exactly have you survived this long? Is there normally someone that, like... takes care of you? I'm a little concerned that someone who has a loose grasp on the concept of currency is someone I should be leaving alone without it plaguing my conscience." Aurora Dreamwaltz murmurs to herself as he spoke, "is there a right and wrong way for words now? Perhaps he means.." Upon the several questions, Aurora blinks quite cluelessly and then shares something of a little smile. "Why, by eating the correct amount of nutrients and getting five hours of rest!" Then she pauses, "..well let me think, perhaps three sometimes. Still! It's halfway to eight and gives me optimal clarity for the day." 

Aurora Dreamwaltz waves an assured hand, "many mistake me as a child due to my features! Yes? Fret not! I take it as a compliment. Youth begets boundless energy, after all."

aurora making a new friend feat. @talesofwight! ☆