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βπ”šπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 π‘‘π‘œ π‘šπ‘¦ π‘€π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘ π‘‘π‘ . ℑ𝑑 β„Žπ‘Žπ‘  𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 π‘šπ‘¦ π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘”π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘›π‘π‘’ 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 π‘π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘‘β„Ž.❞

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βπ”šπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 π‘‘π‘œ π‘šπ‘¦ π‘€π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘ π‘‘π‘ . ℑ𝑑 β„Žπ‘Žπ‘  𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 π‘šπ‘¦ π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘”π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘›π‘π‘’ 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 π‘π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘‘β„Ž.❞
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β€œThank you, I will keep that in mind.”
"If you ever need my help, break a petal and call my name. I will know."
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β€œHow do you fare, stranger?” The maiden called out from the docks. β€œI hear it is perfect sailing weather.”
β € bottle of rum in hand , ship docked . calm weather . . . and yet , he can't trust the silence . β €
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"Please, teach me your ways, dear chef." Her smile lit up with genuine curiosity. It would be a valuable skill to master if she wished to blend seamlessly on land. "Of course, if it is not too much trouble."
Mostly cooking." He stated with a simple shrug. "Trained with a intense chef, and....well......I am able to nske dishes that would make nobles turn twice."
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A faint smile tugged at the mermaid's lips. "Don't worry. You have my full, undivided attention." His sudden disappearance caught her off guard, and her evergreen hues widened as she scanned the area, searching for any sign of where he might have gone. She jumped when he-
She managed to get a chuckle out of the Dawnwalker as she froze him to the ground, looking towards his ice covered ankle. β€œOooh, will you give me a cold shoulder next?” In a puff of black smoke and red moths his physical form disappears and remanifests a few feet closer toward-
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reappeared and quickly summoned another stream, breaking it into icy shards that shot in different directions. "A-are you certain? I - I don't want to hurt you."
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β€œYou're most welcome, love.” She smiled warmly and watched as he examined it. β€œI wonder. Do you have any hidden talents?” She was curious to learn more about him as he was still a mystery.
"It's no worry, really." He smiled still. Yet the offer to keep it, he gently took a look over it. No one's ever drew him before, so this was a first. "Thank you." He states with warmth.
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β€œIt is not in my power I’m afraid. But if you wait here a moment, I may be able to fetch a priest.” Her tone was teasing, though she felt somewhat uneasy. Why was challenging him a good idea, again? β€œAs you wish.” She summoned a stream of water to rise from the waves (cont.)
β€œA myth. Unless you can conjure up some holy water.” He cracks his neck, waving his hand for her to attack. β€œC’mon, show me what you’ve got up your sleeve.”
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and strike toward his ankle, solidifying into ice to hold him in place.
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β€œThank you, Ulfgar.” She beamed happily, the faint warmth returning to her cheeks. β€œA-and thank you… for putting up with me long enough to finish it, my friend.” Most grew impatient and would ask if she was finished yet. β€œYou may keep it if you wish.”
"I try to be." He states softly. As he gazed at her work, a soft smile spread upon his lips with gentle warmth. "It looks great. You have a great talent there."
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β€œYou're also brave and noble too, I see.” She flipped over the sketchbook for him to see the finished portrait of himself and smiled warmly. β€œWhat do you think?”
Replying to @crestingxwave
"Most land dwellers do not go forth to fight dragons for the sake of their kin." He grins warmly.
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She likes to swim upstream and wash the salt from her hair.
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She gathered what she could of the damaged basket and its contents with a heavy sigh. "Perhaps that's for the best. Will you walk with me, stranger? Just so I know I won't be ambushed again?" The thought of walking home and being followed by one of those sea creatures (cont.)
He was helping her with her things after the chokes had knocked everything down. Then he got to his feet again. β€œPerhaps but it would be a naive to stay here. There's always a chance that they'll come back. It's nothing serious I will be okay β€”>
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The faint warmth coloring her cheeks confirms it. "I do, yes. You're not like most land-dwellers."
Replying to @crestingxwave
He raises a brow, a soft grin curls at the corners of his mouth. "Do you?"
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"Mhm, perhaps. But I don't think it would be wise to. Doesn't most Vrakhiri... avoid running water?"
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Her charcoal pencil paused as she looked up from the sketchbook to meet his gaze. "But I think you are."
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She can't put her finger on it, but something about the reader intrigues her, and she sketches their likeness on parchment.
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Her gaze fell on the crushed basket of clams, and she let out an exasperated sigh. How annoying, she thought. She had just finished weaving that basket this morning, and now it sat there, destroyed. "Yes, but... that may be easier said than done." "Sometimes I dig up clams to sell in the marketplace for extra coin." She was relieved to hear his injuries were nothing serious, though, and smiled softly. "That's good to hear. Thank you again for coming to my rescue. I am in your debt, sir."
He moved his shoulders and arms as if stretching. He had a few injuries and knew where they were, but his expression remained impassive. β€œYou’d better use this time to gather your things and go back home. I have a few injuries, but nothing serious. Tell me, what were you doing?”
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"Come this way... Hurry!" she calls to get the shackled woman's attention, then leads her away from the marketplace and to the safety of her small cottage. It was perhaps a foolish thing to do; however, the mermaid's interactions with the King's guard were none too pleasant. They thought too highly of themselves and often bullied those they swore to protect. Closing the door behind her, she latched it shut once they were both inside and exhaled a small sigh of relief. "Don't worry, you're safe now."
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"Aw. Your fools try their best, I'm sure, aha," she said, tying the bandage securely. "There now. Good as new, love." Her smile was bright and warm. It would heal quickly, thanks to the layer of seaweed beneath. "May I ask what happened?"
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Β°β€§ 𓆝 : Good morning! I hope everyone is doing well. I will be around later to work on what I owe.
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