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  • myopathe
    15.06.2021 - 2 days ago

        𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦  𝘴𝘩𝘦  𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥  𝘪𝘯  𝘢  𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦  𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺  𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮  𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 , where  she  sought  shelter  when  the  world  was  rent  asunder  and  nothing  made  sense  anymore . confused , dazed , she  had  come  here  to  this  forest  and  found  shelter  in  the  people  here . they  were  strong , and  resolute , and  there  was  much  she  had  learned  when  brought  into  their  fold  --     firstly , she  had  learned  never  to  underestimate  a  large  bird . the  town  was  littered  in  the  feathery  creatures , the  loud  kwehing  heard  in  the  dead  of  night  familiar  and  comforting , but  you  would  not  guess  from  their  bright  and  cheery  exterior  that  they  could  be  a  menace  in  their  own  right . those  large  talons , larger  than  the  size  of  even  the  tallest  elezen’s  torso , could  rend  and  squash  anything  in  their  path .     and  so  she  hunkered  low  by  the  tree , glancing  from  beside  its  white  roots  like  she  had  done  time  and  time  again  and  hoped  her  companion  was  knowledgeable  himself  in  the  dangers  surprising  a  bird  of  this  stature . she  pulled  the  special  gyshal  greens  from  her  bag , turning  to  look  the  knights  way  and  offer  him  a  smile .     ysayle  had  heard  tell  that  haurchefant  was  known  for  breeding  chocobo  of  his  own , so  she  had  offered  to  show  him  the  beautiful  forest  where  wild  chocobo  ran  upon  their  return  to  the  sea  of  clouds .       ❝    how  do  you  think  such  magnificently  large  creatures  with   such  significantly  small  wings  are  capable  of  flying  and  bearing  our  weight ?    ❞    she  asked  suddenly , craning  her  head  back  towards  the  beautiful  creature .    ❝    i’ve  oft  asked  myself  this  question , it  damn  near  beggars  belief .    ❞

    @ritterblood​
    #/dote#ritterblood #❝ —‌ asymbolia ; a loss of meaning . i become lost & i die . ( ysayle | post heavensward )
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  • sakuranosuke
    15.06.2021 - 2 days ago

         @ritterblood​:  “   the   horror   you   have   seen   is   not   who   you   are  “

      𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥? She cannot recall. There are times she ponders: was it the moment she began to feel the thaw of her heartbeat? Wanderer, with no place to rest her weary head, she threw herself blindly into this fate. It was willed, destined from the Gods who chose it before her && yet, she was powerless. Frustration mounts everyday, threatening to boil over but she holds back the grimace that begs to be seen. “Truthfully, I lived a sheltered life” there was always someone to protect her, another to stand as a shield, but now she must be strong. Where to begin? The question that she constantly seeks an answer to, it never comes - always slipping from her grasp. 

    They call her the Eikon Slayer, she who bested the Black Wolf, Hydaelyn’s beloved child - every crown that feels strange upon her. There are so many that are valiant, who do not quiver or come with uncertainty, it continuously caused her to question fate. This nation that has known nothing but sorrow && conflict, crying for the end of such destruction but her hesitation shows. There is yearning in Sayuri’s gaze, to find those she has lost, who sacrificed so few could flee to safety. The corner of her lips downturn, finally she can no longer wear the smile that is so tight. It breaks as a deep sigh escapes the confines of her being, “Truthfully, I’m not really sure who I am” she laughs softly but it is devoid of mirth.

     The path she walked alone was far easier, there was nothing to fear nor anyone to grasp, how lonesome it truly was. Anguish that was slowly building now rushed over her, flowing freely without restraint as her upper arms were grasped tightly. “I was just a bard, always playing a song - then, all of you came into my life” her voice always teeming with excitement, akin to that of a bird song now was meek. Regrets were useless but shame continued to gather within her stomach, she could not protect anyone like this. “All I ever wanted in this life was to ensure all that I loved was cared for, but if I cower - what use am I?” for once, the chill felt like a soothing balm against her cheeks. 

    She could feel the sting of tears gathering before her, the pit within her throat that felt lodged, it was pointless to cry but she could no longer hold back. “Firmly did I believe the road I was meant to venture should be alone, I was wrong - it is true, there is so much horror in this world” fear was what kept many of her kind shackled, she must not succumb to it. Was it not her own bravery that brought her to such land? Without hesitation, she grasps for that shred of hope holding it tight to her heart. 

    It was what fueled her to seek help, regardless of being branded a criminal or stripped of such blessing. Her features soften as she wipes away the stray tears from her cheeks. “It is vastly out rivaled by all the beauty, my only wish is that we can all be together again” a secret she utters between them, warmth that spreads between the glossiness of her vibrant eyes. Her smile is serene, swallowing everything that ails her down as she must. 

       “Thank you for all the support you have shown me, the warmth && kindness you bring. I shall never forget it, my friend, when all is over - let us celebrate together”

    MOSTLY ANGST // accepting.
    #ritterblood #letters that she keeps close to her heart. { ask. } #she who treads upon the dawn walks forth into the light. { main. } #// this is fine I say through tears #// crying imaging her always telling haurchefant stories of the scions #// how excited she is for them all to be together #// this is f i n e
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  • verumsky
    14.06.2021 - 3 days ago
    #I GOT COMPLIMENTED BY SUCH A COOL BLOG!!!! #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!! #BHCDE#WJBCQ#EFHBCW #ritterblood is so cool and I just jskdblb
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  • futurestold
    14.06.2021 - 3 days ago
    #ask answered. #ritterblood
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  • rothalion
    13.06.2021 - 4 days ago
    @ritterblood​ said:       open your heart
    |  ​ Send “Open your heart” for my muse to tell yours their sincere thoughts about them. | Accepting |

      Hands run over his face for a moment as he dragged on the silence, a shaky breath taken as he glanced off to the side. Nerves sparked, drawing a small twitch from a finger as brows gently furrow. He had no control of his own tongue, fear gripping his chest as lips parted to speak.

      “We’ve not known each other all too long and yet I find a sort of comfort in your presence I’ve never felt with another. I’ve always wondered if folk cared for my well-being, folk seem to treat me differently than as the man I actually am... yet you don’t. Its, strange. In your presence I want to cry, and I want to reach out and... I don’t know. Touch your face, to be sure you’re real? Not a figment of my desperate imagination? Sometimes I want to hug you a-and yet... I wouldn’t. I don’t want to scare you away.”

      His hands reach up, head bowing as his gripped at his own hair - arms covering his face and body near folding in half as if in desperate effort to hide himself. The panic, it was getting worse. He tried to keep his breathing steady and, while he managed to avoid hyperventilating, every breath was shaky.

      “I like you. I-I don’t... How - I... My brain is stupid. We barely know each other. Oh, gods... I don’t tell anyone these things - I can’t... I’m so sorry.”

      He backed away, nearly stumbling over his own feet as he attempted to flee the room.

    #ritterblood #//hope you don't mind- #//ppl aren't nice to him so he gets a little odd with his feelings sometimes #//HOWEVER if ur not down i can rewrite this ez pz-
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  • hiraesi
    13.06.2021 - 4 days ago
    #❛❛   ask ! #ritterblood #crack. #ALL FUCKING THREE OF YOU JUST ASSASSINATED THEM LIKE THIS #SAJFKGLHJ #THEY WERE HAVING A GOOD TIME #AND YALL AND UR MUSTARD #RUINED THE ATMOSPHERE JDFAKSLGHJ;FKGL
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  • eclipsewaxing
    11.06.2021 - 6 days ago
    #ritterblood #the contract has been sealed #gif warning #food image cw #i fuckign. i gufuckign hate this turkeuy aauuauauuauugghughhuffghjhjf #anyway you're a delight. let rinha cry about his haurchefant grief #thank u for ur time. #ooc.
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  • enavance
    11.06.2021 - 6 days ago
    #ritterblood #DKJBVDF UR PUNCH TO THE FACE PLS im crying #thank u im sobbing ... this means everything ... #the stepping can be arranged for both yes #JUST. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #me collapsing on the floor like a dog ...... #THIS IS SO SWEET THANK U #i am just so honored 😭 #ooc. #save. #ooc ask.
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  • astherea
    11.06.2021 - 6 days ago
    #✧ / ( ooc. ) #ritterblood#;aAAAAAA #✧ / ( save. )
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  • fenixdown
    07.06.2021 - 1 week ago

    tag drop! (reminder that not all ships have to be romantic ok thx bye)

    🛡️ ( haurchebun ; vierandancer ) - look u came up with this so i’m keeping it

    ⚔️ ( half blood / half choice ; ritterblood ) - i. almost had a poem similar to this statement published. so. self-stealing aksnkfngkgn

    🐇 ( silence is taking your place ; eclipsewaxing ) - so i wanted to find a chinese song since a lot of the music i use as tag inspo is korean and . jade is not! so i happened upon this cover of Rainy Day and it gave me Bad End Rinh’a vibes and i had to do it to em

    ⚔️ ( more & more ; eredeha ) - i abruptly remembered More & More existed and honeSTLY. them.

    #🛡️ ( haurchebun ; vierandancer ) #⚔️ ( half blood / half choice ; ritterblood ) #🐇 ( silence is taking your place ; eclipsewaxing ) #⚔️ ( more & more ; eredeha )
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  • fenixdown
    06.06.2021 - 1 week ago

    Alta needed little more than him to catch her gaze, to take in the set of his jaw, the clench of his fists at his side. She knew what Haurchefant intended to do, and she wasn’t far behind, taking off behind him in a desperate attempt to keep up with his longer strides.

    They had followed him and his ward through the entire vault. Letting Thordan leave as if he hadn’t broken a man - shattered his own son … the mere thought of watching him escape had her feet slamming against the marble flooring, lungs burning as she raced.

    It wasn’t until he stopped that she skidded beside him, following his gaze as he shifted his feet. For just a blink, she struggled to catch a glimpse of anything - until the sparking, shimmering blue of aether caught her gaze, crackling like a man possessed.

    Haurchefant pulled his shield from his back. In the seconds between the aether weapon being forged and the Elezen beside her moving to block them both, she stuttered, his name caught on her tongue.

    If they came all this way and Thordan wasn’t felled - what was the point? If they stopped here - if he took this blow instead of chasing after him -

    Alta raised an open hand, a rescue spell wrapping around his torso and yanking with as much force as she could muster. He was several ilms her senior and more than a few stones heavier, gritting her teeth as the man reeled back into her waiting hand and closed her fingers into his chainmail.

    “Go,” she bit, holding up her stave. “Go -”

    Before this was for naught.

    She untangled her fingers, trying to give the man a shove, before a spell lilted off of her tongue. Alta spared him little mind once she threw forward her own shield, eyebrows knitting in concentration, eyes unwavering in their gaze on the spear.

    Like flames curling up parchment, a screen sprang to life, a curved wall of her own mana serving to protect them both. It had barely crept taller than Haurchefant’s head when the spear made contact, a deafening crack akin to a clap of thunder as the spear bore down onto the barrier.

    For just a moment, she thought she had done it: and then she broke concentration, her irises sliding to see what her companion had done. In a blink, the wall warped, before crumbling into nothingness, her mana turning into translucent ash and disappearing. In the time it took for her to check on his well-being, the spear had soldiered forward, finding purchase in the space below her ribs.

    Alta stumbled. Her stave clattered to the ground, the metal echoing against the marble. Her knees met the floor as her head spun, hazy and lost between pain and shock.

    “H - Haurchefant  -” she attempted, blood dripping from her mouth as she spoke. This couldn’t be for nothing. “Go!”

    @ritterblood​ :handshake emoji: me: causing each other suffering

    #ritterblood #hvnswrd spoilers / #blood tw#injury tw #just in case #this is the second time i wrote this ... #i tried to churn it out on my break but i hated it with a passion so i redid it #i wasn't sure when to start this so if this doesn't give u anything to grow off of... #let me know and i can adjust :)) #anyWAY time to go squirrel away like i do any time i post a starter byeeee
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  • astherea
    01.06.2021 - 2 weeks ago
    #✧ / ( ooc. ) #✧ / ( save. ) #;this means so much esp bc you're so freakin talented yourself #;SMOOCHIES#ritterblood
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  • referentblood
    30.05.2021 - 2 weeks ago

         𝘢𝘺𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤  𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘴  𝘩𝘪𝘴  𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴  𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥  𝘩𝘪𝘮  𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮  𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 , gingerly  nuzzling  at  the  silver  strands  of  hair  against  haurchefant's  neck  as  if  he  hadn't  already  garnered  his  knights  full  attention . a soft content sigh parts from aymeric's lip , laying his head against the others shoulderblade .   ❝   it’s  too  cold  for  you  to  rise  out  of  bed  now ,    ❞    he  muttered , nuzzling his face further as if he could get any closer to haurchefant .    ❝    i  think  we  should  take  the  day  off .    ❞      how  the  roles  had  somehow  flipped , the  workaholic  trying  to  keep  the  other  in  the  warmth  of  their  shared  bed . aymeric  turned  his  head  to  apply  kisses  against  the  exposed  skin  like  they  were  bargaining  tools  --  if  haurchefant  didn’t  get  out  of  bed , if  aymeric  stayed , more  sweet  and  delicate  shows  of  affection  were  in  store  for  them  both .     he  sighed  longingly , closing  his  eyes  back  with  the  happiest  of  smiles . a  hand  moved  back  around , the  back  of  aymeric’s  knuckle  gently  running  along  exposed  skin . he  isn’t  sure  what’s  gotten  into  him , but  the  prospect  of  leaving  this  cocoon  of  warmth  and  having  to  face  his  duties  seemed  far  more  overbearing  than  their  typical  day .       ❝    i  can  make  us  breakfast ,    ❞   another  bargaining  device , moving  up  to  place  his  chin  on  haurchefant’s  shoulder  and  look  upon  his  face .    ❝    anything  you  want , so  long  as  you  do  not  take  another  step  to  put  on  your  clothes  for  the  day .    ❞

    @ritterblood​​
    #ritterblood #⬛️ in character post . #WHO is he? what happened to aymeric?
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  • drachenblood
    29.05.2021 - 2 weeks ago

    “Hold still.” He’s all but growling as he jabs at a wound with an alcohol drenched cloth. / @ritterblood

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  • noctsight
    28.05.2021 - 2 weeks ago
    #i want them to be friends!! #i like the idea of y'shtola being the one that cares for his wounds/maintains his stability #like they have semi regular check ups and stuff #:))! #ritterblood #LINKSHELL ⋯ incoming .
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  • fenixdown
    24.05.2021 - 3 weeks ago

        When the young servant told him he had a visitor in the foyer, their features ashen and uncertain, he had already known something had gone amiss. But he had not an idea as to how.

         Or how much.

         The sun was sinking past the sea of fog, the golden hour bringing a sense of life and humanity to the cold stonework that Ishgard had always been fond of. It was always Artoirel’s favorite time to peer out over the airship landing, and promised Emmanellain that the Forgotten Knight would begin serving their warmed spirits.

         He begged that his eldest and youngest sons continued to be as predictable as they always were, and that the knight that had delivered unto him the news of Haurchefant’s status could find them with haste.

         Edmont had scarcely passed the threshold of the infirmary when his eyes met Lucia’s, who swiftly adverted her gaze, and then the Warrior of Light, too preoccupied with getting patched up themselves to try and duck away. There were far too many underfoot, voices hushing as soon as he entered in a way that made his fist close tighter over the head of his cane.

          If he weren’t being tended to, then - ... then -

         He slammed the wooden end against the flooring, desperation beginning to claw at his throat. 

         “Where is my son?”

    #ritterblood #hvnswrd spoilers / #rainbow ; threads. #me :handshake: ritterblood coming for ur feelings #also me @ me saying i'd do this after work and instead trying to squeeze it out during a 15 minute break is very on brand #ps i tried to leave the WOL vague so if you have an oc wol you want to insert. gestures. live ur best life my dude
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  • drachenblood
    24.05.2021 - 3 weeks ago
    @ritterblood​: " ah, i can explain, " haurchefant finds himself uncharacteristically flustered as he comes upon flesh and blood estinien holding the stuffed estinien he'd foolishly left near his pillow, impressive glower on his features. " 't was a gift, bestowed 'pon me in one of my more ah.... melancholy moods. the warrior does have an odd sense of humor... "

              Blessed Halone have mercy upon him for Estinien is like to fall into a fit. Yet another of those toys that are fast becoming popular with Ishgard’s people. Were the subject of a likeness of another great hero (a hero more deserving of this adulation), he might instead carry wistful smiles to see children at last free from war -- finally, finally allowed to be as they should: young and full of joy, with stars in their eyes and naught but the determination to play at games with whatever new commodity is available in the shops.

              And perhaps that is the solace he takes in the face of such humiliation that he manages to turn a blind eye to the absurdity of it all.

              Until of course, when moving aside sheets and pillows does one such stuffed facsimile fall into his lap, oversized eyes staring balefully at him. To find children with such toys is one thing, but to be so betrayed by his own trusted partner. With a scowl does he snatch the toy away, squeezing with force enough to that its cotton stuffing threatens to burst from its seams.

              He finds Haurchefant in the kitchen, favoured drink held in hand and whatever good cheer the man has at such an hour is gone immediately, replaced at once with the dawning horror when he spies the doll within Estinien’s hand. For a man glib in nature does Haurchefant stumble over words, stammering with excuses so feeble that a spar of sympathy twists within. Having heard many of this man’s more fantastical falsehoods, the story of a gift from their mutual friend becomes all the more believable.

              Though in his stuttering has Haurchefant been more honest than intended.

              Estinien glances at the toy in hand, giving it a thoughtful squeeze.    ❝ Have my absences affected you so that you would need a false version of me to provide comfort? ❞    There is no easy answer to be had when even he has felt that guilt weighing heavy within at being away for so often, first with his travels and now this business with the scions. How long until he is finally called away, no longer able to share a bed much less a smile with this man?

              At last he relents, cutting away at the threads of tension by crossing the distance between them and goes for a trade instead, taking Hauchefant’s drink and giving him the toy in its stead.    ❝ You may have it with you if it comforts you whilst I am away. Until then, I see little need for it when you have the real thing before you. ❞

    #ritterblood#🐉┇IC#🐉┇ASKS #you're forgiven... for now
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  • drachenblood
    22.05.2021 - 3 weeks ago

         Here is where dreams finally become reality. A restoration as they would call it though to Estinien this is a ward newly built. Stone and wood brought together to create marvels few could but scarce dream of and all of it open to the citizens of Ishgard. New homes, new wonders, all of it he considers as he makes his nighttime round of the Firmament, coming at last to a stop at the baths. Much like the rest of the ward, it sits untouched and unused, the pools rippling and steam rising into the dark. It reminds him much of the hot springs in the Far East, though likely lacking in the supposed medicinal qualities that were boasted. Yet the sight is a reminder of his sore and aching muscles from too long a journey and with a furtive look around, Estinien makes his mind. Dressed not in his armour by his usual travel clothes, it is an easy task to strip to down to nothing and slide into the hot waters with a tired sigh. Fury, it’d been a long day and tomorrow promised to be even longer. @referentblood​ & @ritterblood​

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  • referentblood
    21.05.2021 - 3 weeks ago

         𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴  𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦  𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘭𝘺  𝘪𝘯  𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳  𝘧𝘰𝘳  𝘢𝘺𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤  𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳  𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺 : he  had  achieved  the  official  title  of  speaker  of  the  house  of  lords  and  ishgard  lay  officially  in  his  hands . people  wanted  to  celebrate  him  and  his  achievements , suggesting  dinners  or  small  gatherings  for  drinks  and  toasts , and  aymeric  had  turned  down  every  one  of  them . he  hadn’t  wanted  this , not  when  he  knew  that  ishgard  was  fully  capable  of  growing  and  healing  without  his  hand  to  guide  it . the  people  were  changed , and  aymeric  was  changed .      he  was  tired . he  was  injured . he  wanted  to  remain  at  estinien’s  bedside  and  guide  him  into  healing  instead . but  he  worked , and  worked , all  through  the  day  just  to  forget  his  wants  and  needs . he  knew  when  he  began  that  self  sacrifice  might  be  all  that  lay  in  his  cards , but  after  what  they  all  had  gone  through  what  he  wanted  more  than  congratulations  and  cheers  was  a  break .      the  only  person  he  wasn’t  capable  of  turning  away  who  came  to  congratulate  him  was  haurchefant , dragging  him  away  from  his  desk  and  taking  him  home  to  silence  and  calm . he  let  him  know  how  estinien  was  faring  and  all  aymeric  could  think  is  how  he  wished  the  three  of  them  were  together , selfish  as  it  was . estinien  needed  his  rest , visiting  hours  were  over , and  most  importantly  neither  he  nor  haurchefant  had  his  talent  for  sneaking  through  high  windows  to  get  where  he  needed  to  be .     so  tonight  it  was  just  them  talking  &  drinking  wine , resting  near  open  hearth . aymeric  held  onto  haurchefant’s  hand  the  entire  time  they  were  next  to  each  other , unable  to  work  up  the  want  to  be  seperated . he  may  have  missed  their  dragoon , but  there  was  nothing  as  soothing  as  the  energy  of  his  knight .      ❝    what  would  i  do  without  you ?    ❞     it  was  meant  to  be  teasing , but  came  out  a  bit  sadder  than  he  intended . his  smile  fell  just  slightly  as  emotions  started  to  ache  in  his  heart . he  reached  to  run  the  back  of  his  fingers  along  the  rise  of  haurchefant’s  cheek  bone , then  gently  tucked  strands  of  silver  hair  behind  his  ear . 

           ❝     i  have  not  asked , but  what  do  you  intend  to  do  once  things  are  completely  settled ?    ❞    he  had  almost  been  too  afraid  to  ask . if  haurchefant  returned  to  his  duties  in  dragonhead  they  would  be  seperated  again , and  aymeric  was  slightly  afraid  of  that  idea . it  was  a  lonely  feeling .    ❝    should  you  choose  to  return  to  your  post , you  would  be  sorely  missed .    ❞

    @ritterblood​
    #sorry aym's a bit depressed which is valid considering Everything That Happened To Them #ritterblood #hope this is ok and that i didn't overstep on anything lol #⬛️ in character post .
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  • storieswrittcn
    13.05.2021 - 1 mont ago
    @ritterblood​ sent "what can i do?" / for fenris

    He could put his new company to work. He could make him go hunt food or do something else entirely. He could be useful but Fenris rather be left alone to do things on his own. Even if he were to be injured and needed help - he is not keen on asking for it.

    How did he end up with this new company? The other looked particularly lost and Fenris didn’t want the guy to get himself killed but what he did not expect was for the guy to stick with him. 

    It’s.....annoying.

    “You can leave.” Too harsh? “Something tells me you are not keen on doing that, however. So I suppose you may come back to Kirkwall with me. You can figure out where to go from there.”

    #ritterblood #i hopethis is okay!! #if not lemme know and i can do something different #fenris interactions
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