Tris the elf

Tristan is not a boy's name and if you call me knife eared one more time, i'll happily kick your ass out of this alienage myself. Thank you kindly. [darp blog, will rp with anyone!] tracking: 'trismydear'

[shadows-of-my-glory]

tris-mydear || greeter

[shadows-of-my-glory]

“Perhaps not, but it does make an excellent eye scooper.” Loki didn’t like people touching his stuff; not even Thor could get away with it. 

[tris-mydear]

She looked the man over with narrow eyes. Tris didn’t understand his hostility, its just a helmet. “I don’t entirely believe you’d do that.” She extended her hand again, her slender fingers now hovering over the helmet. “Shall we test this threat, or will you give  me permission to touch your eye scooper” Her other hand carefully found the hilt of her dagger, just in case.

[pfeilxbogen-archive-blog]

Magnus chuckles slightly, fist before his lips to cover it with a cough. He did not wish to embarrass her even more, than she already seemed to be.

     ❝I am no merchant.. but I have a few potions I can share..❞

He smiled, taking three bottles from his potion belt, offering them to her.

     ❝No reason to pay.. like I said, I am no merchant.❞

[tris-mydear]

Tris looked at the bottles and then back up at the man. “That is too kind!” She smiled back  “Are you sure you wont need them?” She quickly shook her head and returned to her attempts at potion making. “I’ll get it eventually, I don’t want you getting injured because you were being kind!”

[afewwearytravelers-blog]

Dana did not laugh and in fact remanded rather silent, she was making little notes in her head about the others injuries.

“If it makes you feel any better, I knew a man once who tried to kill someone in a fight and stabbed himself with his own dagger.”

She was lying just a little bit but she wanted to make the other a little less embarrassed as they arrived to where Dana had set up shop.

[tris-mydear]

“Well I guess it does, at least a little.” She wiped away some of the blood from her mouth with a small chuckle. “Haven’t stabbed myself with a dagger... yet.” Tris laughed faintly. “Thank you, by the way. For offering to help, most people wouldn't”

[manymanyservices-blog]

“You’re right it is a large brothel,” he said.

He crossed his arms. “Do you need some help? Getting up? Sitting down? Finding your way?”

[tris-mydear]

She shook her head with a smile. “No, I think I’ll be quite alright. Unless another drink is completely off the table?” She raised her eyebrows  and focused her attention on him. “So you work here ya?”

[tris-mydear]

//work has had me working weird hours (and i am so tired) but i am here to write! Currently drafting replies and greeters I owe.

[hislittlebirdsansastark-deactiv]

“You mean you know not where you are?”  Sansa’s voice was level, but not hard as it usually was, it held question.  A furrow formed in her brow.

[tris-mydear]

"Exactly!" Tris pulled a folded up piece of paper out of the satchel she traveled with. She began to unfold it the large map was sprawled  over the table in front of them. “So— We’re here. or... is the map upside down?” 

[howprettyareyou]

“Y’know, here and there. Ferelden, mostly,” she shrugged. “Not been to Antiva before though. Heard it’s … interesting,” Sera said, peering at the other woman.

[tris-mydear]

“Intresting hmm..” Tris crossed  her arms as a small grin passed over her lips. “What have you heard about Antiva and it’s people?”

[afewwearytravelers-blog]

“I promise, trust me I’ve heard all sorts of stories from people I help, I’m sure it’s not that bad.” she said as they walked

Dana knew it was not much further now, thankfully she knew the path well enough by sound and smell.

[tris-mydear]

“Well” Tris sighed pulling back her hair. “I was doing some target practice with my bow. I’m not very good on the bow, just to be clear. So when i picked it  up to shoot I may have accidentally fed the arrow in the wrong way..” She shook her head. “Somehow the arrow ended up  hitting me right in the face.” She felt the  spot on her lip with her hand. "and then I tripped over my quiver and hit my head on the ground."

[whoneedsahalla-blog]

“Huh, where?” The elf spun around quickly, looking for the predator that the woman had claimed to see; but all she saw was the forest and trees and Po.

Po.

“Wait wait wait!” Eda exclaimed as she jumped in front of her companion. The bear, for his part, hardly seemed concerned, merely confused by the elf’s sudden movement. “He’s my bear! Well, not mine in the sense that he belongs to me. Can’t really own a bear, ya know? But we’re friends. He won’t hurt ya as long as you don’t threaten him or nothin’!

[tris-mydear]

Tris lowered her crossbow, slightly. She kept the animal in her sight. “You’re sure it’s harmless?” The woman looked the bear over with doubt. 

[shadows-of-my-glory]

tris-mydear || greeter

“–Don’t touch that.”

tris-mydear

[tris-mydear]

Tris jumped at his voice and pulled back her reaching hand. She couldn't help her curiosity. The large horned helmet was so unique she wanted to feel what it was made out of. “Or what? It's going to poke me to death?”

[manymanyservices-blog]

Jethann noticed the drunk woman and tsked, walking over to her and answering her question. 

“No, honey, it’s a brothel,” he said. “One with a bar, yes, but I don’t think you should be getting near there. You okay there?”

[tris-mydear]

Her cheeks flushed with pink. “O-oh” she sputtered. Tris usually wasn't shy about these sort of things. But the drink was making her head  a bit foggy. She took a moment to look around the brothel again. “I’ve never seen one quite this big.”

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“We Starks are used to being overdressed as opposed to…” His eyes flickered down the length of her body, slowly traveling up to meet her face. “…not.”

[tris-mydear]

“Where I’m from, ladies sometimes wear less than this.” Tris looked down at herself once more. It was hot in Antiva. She had learned never to wear anything too heavy or else you risk overheating. Perhaps she should change now that she is staying somewhere a little colder. “Well, Stark. I don’t see you complaining about my fashion taste, now do I?”

[tris-mydear]

// online, time to whip out some replies~!

[memes-for-the-rper]

For every 🍻 I get, my muse will take a shot/have a drink

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UNCOMFORTABLE ANON TIME

Send in anons to make my muses extremely uncomfortable, anon or not! Make them flustered! Make them blush! Make them nervous!

[tris-mydear]

//i think i’ve finished replies? if you need you can find all greeter/threads here! Anyway, I’ll probably be lurking for the night so feel free to message me!

[tris-mydear]

reaverisms

       Tris ran up to the man, she wheezed        as she tried to talk.       “Have you seen—” She tried not to sound        so out of breath. “Have you seen a        mabari run through here?”