May 29, 2017
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“sooooo you’re a....merchant?”
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@thelittlestimperial
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“sooooo you’re a....merchant?”
"I feel… safe." Jocasta says softly, brow furrowing. "It's a foolish thing, a young girl's silly thoughts. But for a moment, I feel as though I understand what Runa feels, having a father who…" she catches herself, and smiles sheepishly. "Who is so present in her life."
Rowan was contrite. He wasn’t so present in Jocasta’s life, not as much as he would have liked to be. His work prevented that, as well as time with his family. Traveling to see his friends came third on his list of priorities. He supposed it was only now he realized what kind of esteem Jocasta held him to, and upon that revelation the vampire lord was struck with the need to expiate for his mistake.
She considered him as present? How available, how accounted for was her own father? Thinking on it more, Rowan could strongly assume the answer. He wouldn’t dare ask.
“Lassie...” he replied in little more than a susurration, warm but sad to the ear. His head was bowed slightly, his hands folded together on his sporran. “Your words do me honor I have not earned. I am sorry I have not been more consistent in my plans to see you. It is... unforgivable.”
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◉: “What y’ mean about dreams? Like, sleepin’ dreams? Or jus’.. dreams, an’ hopes an’ shit? ‘Guess y'mean the latter, so I’ll go with that first.
T'be frank, I don’t got anythin’ goin’ for me. But if I did, I guess I’d want..” Hazred pondered for a bit.
“I 'unno. Maybe a house in the cities, partic'lerly th’ ones that don’ have any.. you know. Thalmers. It’ll be a nice house, too. Not too big, but roomy, at least.” a deviant smile spread on his face. “To my right, there’ll be a brothel. To my left, a tavern with ale runnin’ like rivers. However that goes. An’ lastly, have so much money that I don’ hafta work ever again.”
He shook his head. “Aur'yel knows that’ll never happen, anyway. Thas’ what dreams are for.”
☰: “At th’ current, I’m an itinerant musician an’ a common minstrel, though I think I stand out from th’ others by a lot. Used to do a lot of jobs 'fore this, though. Like, uh,” he struggled to remember for a second.
“Yeah. Low-down, dirty jobs. Not so low, just things that got your hands dirty. Like rat-catchin’ for the wineries. Used to be called Rat-Boy when I was a kid 'cause you always saw me in those days with a cage full of dead ones walkin’ around like I was gonna hand 'em over to someone.” A raspy chuckle. “Then I was a worker for the moon sugar plantations down south, then after that I took up the lute. Been playin’ ever since.”
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Tbh I’m so attached to my Tabris that he offended me on her behalf? Like he’s such a dick to Sera???
UM HOLD THE FONE WHEN IS THIS???
SERA IS MY BEAUTIFUL SISTER IN LAW AND I LOV HER HOW DARE HE
I THOUGHT HE WAS LIKE, ‘EXASPERATED UNCLE TOLERATES SNARKY TEEN’ AT BEST. HE TOLD ME WAS JEALOUS OF HER PURITY OF MOTIVATION (or smth along those lines)
SOLAS ARE U BEIN A DICK TO MY SISTER BEHIND MY BACK I WILL M A U L Y O U
Festivities and Familiar Faces | thelittlestimperial
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Jocasta smiled faintly behind her own mask. She was relieved to see Rowan there - he was a small reprieve from the crowds of tittering ladies and stodgy gentlemen who saw fit to congratulate her on her betrothal. Her father must have been positively swollen with pride back in Skingrad. The dresses he’d commissioned for the trip had already seen a great deal of use, and Jocasta’s cheeks were flushed from both the wine she’d been drinking and the heavy velvet she was draped in.
“We are both well.” She said softly, taking another sip of strong, sweet wine. “Though I left Cassia at the inn. She is far too young to be here so late into the night.”
Truthfully, she was worried the girl would see through her restrained merriment to the abject misery underneath. This was just a preview of the life ahead of her, after all. Masques she didn’t enjoy, wine she could barely taste, and questions she didn’t care to answer. “How is your family, my friend? They’re so dear, and I’ve had no time to write.”
As if she could’ve back in Skingrad, surrounded by ladies looking for any irregularity.
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“I see. For the best, then,” agreed Rowan respectfully, conversational tact at play. It was Jocasta’s decision (or as far as he knew) whether the lass stayed or went. “It fills my heart with joy to hear you each are of health. Skyrim never falls in short supply of violence. We will do well to see better days.”
His visage, his posture, softened. Jocasta would catch him in a moment of vivid candidness. His hesitation only proved the fact.
“My daughter is... well, becoming a young woman. I will tell you, it is a strange feeling, to be proud and terrified at once,” he laughed, before swallowing and taking a beat to regather his thoughts. “As for my husband, he has always been as hardy as Nords come, yet he feels the same as I where Runa is concerned. I suppose that is to be fully expected, aye?”
Rowan couldn’t help to notice Jocasta’s visual delivery was a bit forced. They were friends, they were genuine with each other, of that he had no doubt. It was something else.
“Mo graidh, if you do not think it is so prodding of me to ask -- for whom was this engagement party arranged?”
He had a creeping feeling he knew, and it was for that reason he posed his question. There would be no propriety in orally assuming it.
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I have to admit………… Solas bugged me a lot so it was like ALRIGHT MF LETS DANCE
zdjhfsSDJHISD I HAVE YET TO SPEAK TO SOMEONE THAT LIKES SOLAS i feel like i have managed to only see him @ his best somehow. i feel like playing a human, i benefit in that when he cutscene’d me & told me how surprised he was that my lad wasn’t hideous, violent, stupid, arrogant, destructive and oppressive scum like the rest of humanity my inq was just like
‘yea i mean that sounds abt right’
“ It’s just a memory of something beautiful. You never give up something beautiful. ”
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“Beauty is temporary. The only goal worth pursuing is balance --- something that you will never know.”
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Marigold - What types of flowers are in your setting? Do you have a favorite?
“Mostly it’s mountain flowers and dragons tongue, though the closer to High rock you get or the closer to Cyrodiil you get the flowers change, so it’s really nice to get into those areas and see roses or jasmine again. As for my favourite, I adore Lilacs and dragons tongue. They make an amazing perfume together.”