#theblackfox

[andsewingishalfthebattle]

Feeling (black) foxy again today at @geysercon_nz. Say hello if you see me! #cosplay #thecourtjester #theblackfox #geysercon2019 #geysercon #rotorua #newzealand #conventions #travel #cosplayersofinstagram (at Rotorua, New Zealand) https://www.instagram.com/p/ByJE0VSjoGy/?igshid=1r1nfz738hgbe

[halforcsmash]

"Please do hit him again."

"For one, who are you? For two, why should I listen to you? For three, who th' fuck are you?" 

[askeola]

the-black-fox started following you

Eola tilted her hips, pursing her lips thoughtfully as she watched the newcomer. A Wood Elf. This was someone who would not be unfamiliar with her feasts, someone she could easily recruit. Smiling confidently, she moved towards him. "You are lost on the moors, child of the forest. Do not be afraid. You have found a guide."

[killwellandoften]

Horus: What is one thing you've had to fight for in your life?

Horus: What is one thing you've had to fight for in your life?

  Survival. But who hasn’t? She crawled and stood and fell and stood again and again despite the pain inflicted upon a lowly slave. Freedom always lied beyond the snow-covered iron of the Embassy. 'So close, and yet…' there she was, imprisoned, used. But there is only so long until the wolf bites back…

[scalesandsecrets]

the-black-fox started following you (outside of group)

The Argonian makes a small pleased noise as he enters the tavern, the warmth of the building a welcome change from the chill air outside. Briefly he casts his gaze about the room, making note of the few patrons before turning his attentions to the counter. A gloved hand idly reaches up to pull back his cloak as Nor moves towards the barkeep, a few words and gold coins passing over the surface before the Argonian retreats for a seat near the fire.

Another pleased sound leaves Nor's lips as he leans back into a chair, idly nodding to a nearby patron as his cloak falls open a bit to reveal the red and black leather of his armor. Perhaps he should be a bit more careful about projecting just who the Argonian keeps his company with, but at the moment he's less concerned about revealing his Dark Brotherhood status to a few tavern patrons and more intent on enjoying a warm fire and a bottle of mead.

[tural-amring]

¤ [and non-serious it shall be! xD ]

Tural was caught completely by surprise. The stranger's sudden show of affection was met, swiftly, with a punch across the mer's jaw.

Tural's expression twisted into one of distaste, as he picked up his drink and took a sip. "Yer either really drunk, 'r really stupid," he said, raising an eyebrow.

((Nem used KISS

...

It's not very effective...))

[lionofmara]

☆～（ゝ。∂）= How the character greets people?

(( Depends on the person.

Non-hostiles that are calm receive a smile and a pleasant quip, most likely “Good [time]”, followed by “brother/sister” if they appear to be his age or show acknowledgement of the Divines, or “child” if they appear to be younger than him, or “ser/ma’am” if they appear to be his age or so and are obviously not of faith, or “mi’Lord/mi’Lady” for Thalmor. It can be followed by “Blessings Of Mara Upon You” should they acknowledge him as a priest/agent.

Non-hostiles that are less than calm receive a much more wary version of the above, with Sin much less likely to smile, or if he does, it is drawn.

Those obviously affiliated with Daedra automatically gain suspicion from Sin. He will remain polite, but is much less likely to receive a greeting from him. If said individual is non-hostile but seems intent on teasing Sin, it’s when the claws come out in the Altmer’s personality. ))