#wildrosemonarch

[wyvernblessed]

@wildrosemonarch​

“Keep your movements slow.” He cautioned, gently stroking his wyvern’s neck. Tiamat shifted, looking down at the Princess with bright golden eyes. A precautionary sniff of the unfamiliar woman was taken, but despite the faint ripple of her scales at Hilda’s perfume she showed no inclination to bite.

Ricard smiled, the curve of his mouth just barely visible for a moment. “There, she knows you by smell now. You can touch her if you like. Just don’t reach for her mouth or wings. I can’t help you if that happens.”

[wyvernblessed]

💚

💚 - Familial relationship/friends who are just like family

“Family?” Ricard hums thoughtfully. His mouth quirks after a moment and he gives Hilda a slow smile. “Suppose I might could get used to that. I’d say we’re better off starting as friends and see where that takes us. Count on me, Highness, and I’ll gladly be there.”

[ask-captain-faris-archived]

♦ [ooc - hi there!]

(Hello to you to, and it’s nice to know that others enjoy my depiction of Faris, speaking of which we should interact sometime.)

[dancing-dagger]

♪

Leila looked with rapt attention, singing along to the raucous stage show. In wild costumes and with upbeat music, the Paloom Players enacted an all-singing, all-dancing retelling of the life of a famous historical figure, which bore no resemblance to recorded history whatsoever. 

The outfits were garish and low-grade, the singers were off key a good third of the time, and at least half the performers were drunk or high. The pirate captain could hardly be having a better time if she were on stage herself.

“Ain’t this great, Hilda, love? I knew you’d like it!!”

[imnevergonnagiveyouup]

hey loser

Hey loser to you too! Thanks for sending I appreciate it! You’re awesome yourself. Honestly I get p happy when like I come across ff muses that are either like not well known or lowkey so I’m glad I’ve come across you it’s always nice to see you around!

[general-alicia]

“Oof, those tags were savage. Get rekt, Emperor dude.” Violet chuckled.

[wyvernblessed]

Shell

Light engulfs him, spreading out in a barrier of interlocking hexagons. He thinks it feels warm, or perhaps that his mind insists it does simply to try and make sense of the phenomenon. Ricard blinks the afterimages away and sends the Princess a brief nod of his head as thanks. The surprise he felt at first shifts to understanding, then to gratitude, and he turns back to the creature that’s taking up a portion of the audience hall.

Of course Her Highness would seek to expand her knowledge - be it magic or simple war tactics. She had a keen mind, this was just further proof.

Readying his lance he spares a moment to bare his teeth at the monster spitting its threats against their lives, muscles in his legs tensing as he prepared to jump. He wouldn’t let Hilda’s gift go to waste - though he fully intended to kill this would-be assassin before the magic was truly needed.

[clevershaman]

-offers a small box with a present inside- "Happy Birthday, Minwu."

     A smile came to the Mage’s face. Even if his mouth were hidden, it’d show in his eyes he was at least. “Why, you didn’t have to get me anything,” he spoke, “But thank you Princess.”