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Sparrowgirl

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  1. Hey @Alex Kimchi I think it's your turn
  2. Sorry, I hope I'm not holding anything up, I've been sick all week and am trying to muster the brainpower to finish my character :P
  3. Is it too late to join in on this?
  4. Samil D'Lacey scowled as he ran a cloth over the counter. "I'll only be gone a second, Sam," he muttered under his breath. "I just have to check something in the back, Sam. Oh, and did you know we painted the word gullible on the ceiling again, Sam?" He gave one last swipe of the cloth, deciding that the oddly smelling pool of liquid could wait until someone who actually worked here could deal with it. Probably Joe, and it'd serve him right for tricking him into covering again. Sam hadn't even come in here intending to stay long, just grab a quick bite to eat and be on his way again. Sending another glance over his shoulder, he huffed out a frustrated breath and crossed his arms, leaning back against the opposite counter. At least the tavern wasn't too busy, just a handful of customers spread out throughout the room. And no one had asked for anything he didn't know how to make, though with his luck it wouldn't be long.
  5. Name: Samil Anthony D'Lacey Gender: Male Age: 19 Apparent age: anywhere from 18 to early twenties Race: Human Occupation: jack of all trades/traveller Hair color: blonde Hair style: long, about shoulder length. If he's doing something where it can't be in his face he ties it back, but usually it's just loose. Eye color: blue Skin: Naturally very pale, but he spends a lot of time outside and travelling, so he has a sort of permanent tan Build: lean Height: 5'8" Markings/Tattoos: colorful dragon tattoo spiraling from his wrist to his elbow Personality: Quiet, mainly keeps to himself and thinks a lot more than he says. (Not to say that he won't chime in with a surprisingly witty/funny quip if given the oppurtunity) Goals: Get back home to his sister, make the name D'Lacey synonomous with hero, not deserter. Morals: killing is killing, no matter the cause, but is not necessarily a last resort. Aka he will not put himself or others in danger in order to spare the life of someone threatening/attacking them. Fears: being used, being lied to/manipulated/backed into a corner and having to do things he wouldn't otherwise Other: Is disinclined to trust authority, be they government, rulers, leaders, etc. He'll follow orders, but not mindlessly. History: Joined the army as soon as he was old enough, but started asking too many questions and wound up sticking his nose in some things he wasn't supposed to see. In light of what he'd found, he deserted and fled. He can't go back to his sister until things cool down, as she is undoubtably being watched, and involving her will get them both killed. Until the day he can use what he knows to take down those in power, he bides his time, always looking over his shoulder, never staying in one place for very long and doing odd jobs to accumulate enough cash to live on. Abilities: Skilled fighter and strategizer, passable with just about any weapon. Very smart. Weaknesses: doesn't know a lick about how to fight magic. He's also only human, with no magical abilities or superhuman strength. Theme song: Army by Zayde Wølf
  6. Ooh this looks cool! I'm interested, if you've still got space and don't mind a Valucre newbie. I have a character who can join the protagonists (I'm working on a character sheet), or I can play a villain. (Just fyi tho, my "bad guy" characters tend to turn into more of... redemption arc anti-heroes more often than not. Idk if that'd fit?)
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    "I don't have a set destination," Antoinette admitted. "I am looking for someone, but I... I honestly haven't the faintest idea where he might be. I'm just following a trail of breadcrumbs right now, bits and pieces of often vague and unhelpful information from his last known locations." Antoinette sighed, glancing away at the road, her voice dropping. "It may be time to accept that he isn't going to be found, if he's even still alive. In all honesty, I'm not sure how much longer I can continue searching." She was quiet a moment, then abruptly shook her head, turning back towards Petra with a forced laugh. "Sorry. I... I guess I'm a 'free bird.'"
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    "Oh I've known him since he was a foal. A friend of my family breeds horses, and when I needed a horse for my journey he was more than happy to let me borrow Matthias." Antoinette took the carrots, offering them to Matthias. He crunched them contentedly, not caring who owned the hand that fed him, as long as he was fed. Antoinette glanced over at Petra's notebook, idly stoking Matthias's neck. "What are you writing?"
  9. Character sheets are helpful, but not required :) I have one scribbled in a notebook for my character, from trying to figure out her backstory and such, but that was just to help me personally.
  10. Hi, and welcome! ^0^ I'm new here too. You can just jump in at the Tavern of Legend, it's pretty easy to pick things up once you get started!
  11. yup!
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    "Absolutely," Antoinette answered, taking the lead. The tavern had grown noticeably busier since her own arrival, and it had already been crowded then. In addition, the characters had grown steadily less... human in appearance. It was slightly unnerving, but hey, the company seemed pleasant enough for the most part. And after miles upon miles of empty road and traveling solo, she wasn't complaining. "He's right over here," she told Petronella, leading her over to a large horse, chestnut brown in color. Matthias raised his head and nickered as the girls approached. Antoinette grinned, patting the horse's neck. Her voice took on the silly tone people use when talking to animals, and she laughed as Matthias nosed her hand. "You can tell we brought treats, can't you, Matt? But you're kissing up to the wrong person- she's got them, not me." Mathias turned his head towards Petra, eyeing the carrots in her hand and letting out an impatient little snort.
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    "Of course," Antoinette told Petronella, finishing her drink and setting the glass down on the table. Pushing her chair back, she stood. "I can take you out to meet him now. He loves attention." She grinned, sliding her hands into her pockets and glancing around. "I don't suppose there would be anywhere I could get him a treat, would there be? Carrots, sugar, anything really. He certainly deserves it."
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    "I've been travelling for a while, a couple of weeks at least." Antoinette answered, nodding, her fingers subconciously tracing the design of her tattoo on the sleeve covering it. She pulled them quickly away as soon as she realized she was doing it, speaking quickly to cover. "Not that I've been riding the whole time. It's only been a few days since the last town. Otherwise Mathias- my horse- would have thrown me long before now, I'm sure." She laughed again, taking another sip from her glass and sliding her other hand underneath her leg, not sure what else to do with it.
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    Antoinette glanced around, shrugging. "This place doesn't seem so bad. I've certainly been in worse looking establishments." Addressing her next remark to Petra as well, she answered, "Nice to meet you. I'm just passing through. Thought I'd stop here and give my poor horse a break from all the riding I've been doing." Antoinette laughed slightly, taking a sip from her drink. Glancing in the direction Mr Slipps had gone, she gave Jasper a quick smile and nod of greeting.