wispdaughter

"I'm Lorelei. Pleased to make your acquaintance!" Please read rules!! indie oc rp blog based in tes v skyrim canon/oc friendly magic anon friendly tracking wispdaughter random asks always appreciated, feel free to send an ask any time! about|rules|tags|mun

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//trying this again, barely remembered my email for this account :< 

……anyone remember me? lol

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or.....maybe not? lol

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//trying this again, barely remembered my email for this account :< 

......anyone remember me? lol

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“Ain’t nobody important,” and the voice became clearer and cleared with it’s elongated vowels, and the bulging eyes got closer and closer until… A small, scrawny little thing that looked like someone had fashioned an elf outta wire and adorned it with pastry off-white skin and chubby ears approached the alchemist and shoved her roughly, “Just some fella sleepin’ all nice ‘an cozy, till you waltzed 'round.” Moving her outta the way so he could take a nice refreshing piss near the cavern’s sunny entrance, “No harm done though,” his eyes stearing down the yellow ball almost painfully, “I fuckin’ hate that sun, someone outta just shoot it down an’ be done with it, sure would make me job a whole lot easier.”

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She brushed off the front of her dress after his shove, taking only slight offense. She squinted towards the entrance’s sunlight, then averted her eyes with a hand covering her peripherals, figuring it impolite to stare. “I mean, I’d agree with you if the sun wasn’t the center of life. At least for those of us who don’t sleep and presumably live in caves.” Lorelei blinked, quickly realizing her words and the dull tone of her voice. “No offense.” 

“I um... I’m Lorelei. You don’t need to tell me your name if you’d rather not. I’m sorry to have disturbed you, I just,” She wanted to show that she wasn’t a weak, ditzy elf. Even though she was. She wanted some edge. 

“I was just searching for those... fucking glowing mushrooms. But they’re a tad hard to find at peak size.” She said, trying out a ‘harsher’ curse than she usually used. Shaking her head to herself, she decided it didn’t sound right. She sounded silly cursing, like a child. 

“Either way. Do you need me to leave or something?”

[voleurnoir]

Careful | Open to Anyone

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Akira was reaching out toward the flame as she asked her questions, and his hand slowed to a stop just before reaching it. He slowly looked back at her, then raised his other hand up to put a finger in front of where his lips were. “Shhhh.” He hushed her a second time.

He turned his head back to the flames of the candle, then put them out with his fingertips. Once the room was shrouded in darkness, he seemed to almost relax. He was in his element. 

“Stay close.” He finally spoke, his voice muffled slightly beneath his mask. He gave a light touch to her right arm to indicate the direction he was going, then stayed low as he crept out of the room.

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A little frustrated, Lorelei bit her cheek. She almost wanted to defy him and go her own way. But, she didn’t know what kind of danger could be nearby, and she had an unfortunate talent for getting herself into messes. Too, the allure of a mystery and an unusual person piqued her interest.

 She sighed, begrudgingly stuffing another fistful of vampire dust into her mouth and creeping after him.

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A smile broke out onto her face upon hearing the agreement, then she quickly moved to link arms with Lorelei. With a joy filled step, she began to lead her down the streets toward the tavern. “I’m Dita,” she said, seeming to almost keep her eyes on the woman beside her, “Dita Darcia, my dear. My apologies for not introducing myself.”

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“Oh!” Lorelei matched her smile warmly, being as friendly as she could as she tried to push away any remaining guilt she held in her mind for taking the watch. 

“You have a pretty name, if it’s not strange for me to say so.” She kept Dita’s pace, walking with her, arm in arm. Lorelei didn’t necessarily know friendship, but if she had to guess, she’d say that was it. She was excited for what the rest of the day held.

“Are we close?” 

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Daeris chuckle,“That’s understandable.”

She started down the road, waving for her to follow.

“Don’t worry about a map right now, I know the way. And stay close.”

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Lorelei gave a nod and followed behind her. She carefully foleded her map up and put it in her dress pocket.

“Thank you so much, seriously! I’m surprised I’m not in the wilds somewhere lost already.” She chuckled.

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“No, I’m Fine. Don’t troub-” Gyldir began before his stomach chose that time to complain loudly, almost as if it knew they had been talking about it. “…Uh, I suppose I am a bit peckish.” He said, his face reddening from embarrassment.

(Sorry for the wait. One word; First week of College after summer…. Wait, that’s six words. Oops ) 

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Lorelei giggled. “It seems our stomachs know we’re hungry before we do.” She glanced towards the market, looking over the people coming and going. “I just hope she hasn’t sold out of her apples yet. The yellow ones are so soft...” She saw a young girl with an apple, no doubt from Carlotta’s stand. She felt a slight panic. 

“We should hurry!”

//It’s fine! Sorry for the wait on my end, school started for me, too. :s//

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While Aurette was certainly surprised at the tone of the woman’s voice, the eagerness in it, Millian didn’t seem to care. She skipped into the small shack with a toothy grin, while Ari followed close behind.

“Some tea would be wonderful, thank you.” the Breton-Nord smiled; the small home certainly was better than sleeping on the hard ground, where her back would ache and her girl would complain throughout the night about the cold and the dew in her hair in the morning.

“What’s wrong with bugs, though?” Millie frowned as she got her tea, searching through the liquid as to find the bugs mentioned previously.

“Millie!” Aurette scolded. “I’m sorry about her. She’s…not like most little girls. She’d rather catch bugs and play with wooden swords, as opposed to wearing dresses and learning to play music or paint.” Aurette spotted an empty chair and took a seat, happy to finally be off her feet, but she wasn’t quite relaxed yet.

“Aw, Ma, I like ta paint, you know that.” Millian groaned.

“My sweet, I don’t think finger painting quite counts.” Ari chuckled, twirling a piece of her daughter’s hair. “This really is a lovely place, Lorelei, thank you.”

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Lorelei smiled and waved her hand nonchalantly. “It’s nothin’, really. Thank you!” She sighed to herself. “It’s my own little plane of Oblivion. I try to keep it from total ruin.”

With a folded rag in her hand, she fetched her kettle by the handle from its spot in the fireplace, careful to keep from burning her hand. As she fixed the tea, she chuckled. “But I don’t see anything wrong with bugs. Not at all! Some are very lovely. Like butterflies or torchbugs.” She set the kettle down on her table, pulling teacups and saucers from a nearby shelf. “I just wouldn’t want to eat any bugs, y’know?” She offered a friendly smile to Millian. 

She recalled her childhood fondly. She was quite similar as a child; She was more interested in roughhousing with the local boys and making mud pies than she was taking lute lessons and going to etiquette schools. 

“I think it’s wonderful that Millian has unique interests. I’m sure she’ll have a promising future in whatever interests her, especially with your guidance.” 

She poured the tea carefully, certain to spill not one drop. Then, she fetched a sugar bowl from her table top. 

“Sugar?” 

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A young elf carried a crate full of yams towards the docks, her bare feet stinging against the rocky ground; today was delivery day. A farm a little bit to the West, run by a girl, Vesta, was expecting this delivery, and Telryn did not want to be late.

The small boat was ready with the last crate finally on board, and Telryn handed Eltane a few septims.

“The farm today, aye?” the Redguard asked her as she took a seat. She nodded.

“I bet you’re tired of all these deliveries every week.” she grinned, leaning back to watch as Eltane took a seat opposite her and grabbed the oars. His muscled arms worked hard as they left the shore, slow at first, until the sand underneath the boat turned into smooth waters.

“Anything for you, my dear.” he winked.

Telryn smiled again, and relaxed against the pillows, waiting for her arrival to the Netch farm.

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Lorelei sat under a tree, watching Vesta heard and feed the netches. They still scared her a little, but she’d grown used to them. Sticky skin, glowing tentacles and all. It was Lorelei’s third time visiting Vesta at the netch farm. She was surprised Ciibia let her go back to Solstheim alone. 

She watched Vesta carefully ration out food for the netches. Some leaves and other vegetation that was both farmed and wild. Vesta wore sturdy but soft leather gloves that she used to gently pet the netches to ease them, and to break up small scuffles the netch calves had. Vesta smiled at them. “I have a treat for you guys! Just wait until it arrives, okay?” She cooed to them. They almost seemed to understand her.

Lorelei smiled at Vesta. “Shouldn’t be long until Telryn arrives with the yams. My dad gets a little somehow when she’s not supernaturally fast in her deliveries, so I’m glad he’s off somewhere.” 

“Telryn?” Lorelei hadn’t heard of her. “Who’s she?”

“You’ll see! She’s real nice.” Vesta looked out over the waters. “Should be coming.”

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//i’M STILL HERE DOIN REPLIES DON WORRY Y’ALL 

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//SCHOOL IS KICKING MY ASS SENIOR YEAR BABYYYYYYY

OK REPLIES FORREAL THIS TIME 

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//GUESS WHO BACK :^)

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//sorry, school’s starting! replies soon :<

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//o shit it’s monday/munday isn’t it??? 

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The sounds of cold water cave fish and the flapping of bat wings was enough to unnerve anybody, but the worst were the eyes: Bird’s eyes looming atop their makeshift spittle nests, bat eyes– hundreds of them clinging to the cavern ceiling by their tiny clawed feet… And Falmer eyes! Just one pair, nothing terribly alarming, their inky blackness illuminated by several moving ‘stars’ that never seemed to stand still, “Shuddup! ’m tryin’ to sleep!” A drawl voice accompanied the eyes and quickly hissed again, “An’ turn that fuckin’ light off before I turn yer lights off!”

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The voice startled her at first, but then the realization of what the voice had said set in. A little offended, Lorelei huffed to herself about rudeness and clapped the light between her hands forcefully, effectively ridding herself of it. 

She lowered her voice, almost whispering. “Better?” She tried to keep the snarkiness from her tone, and managed to do so, mostly. She couldn’t see much in the dark (Especially after having her eyes adjust to the light momentarily) but the sight of star-speckled eyes was intriguing to her. She disliked being a pest, but she wasn’t to make the trip home and then come back another day. 

She picked up her voice, whispering once more. “Hey, who are you?”

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closed | daerisurzara

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“Of course you can walk with me. It’s not safe to travel alone at this hour. You never know what kind of creatures or people you’ll run into.”

She smiled warmly.

“I’m assuming you were headed to the Imperial City? That’s where this road leads.”

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She was thankful that she’d found someone to walk beside, especially someone friendly. She felt safer, as people usually only attack or rob those who’re alone.

Lorelei thought for a moment. “Um...” She pulled a small map from her pocket and looked it over, then replied. “Yes! I’ve never really been to Cyrodiil, so it’s kind of hard to keep to where I’m headed.”