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~Harlow.

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  1. ~Harlow.

    Consider the roots of a tree [quest]

    “Hm. That’s somewhat unsettling.” Mae held her chin between her thumb and a finger as she fell into thought, memories that seemed to surge upon her entry to Anchorage bubbling to the surface. "Oh, called Alikye is he? Well the demon spawn can rot for all I care, but we have our orders. All the way from Terrenus!" The elf closed her eyes briefly, holding in her chest the weight of a personal responsibility that she’s rather not share, “Although, I can understand why they might think that. Would you mind if I asked you a personal question?” Suspect of the answer, she leaned further, her sights serious and focused, but the memories did not relent. They raptured against her center, forcing themselves to the forefront of her thoughts again. "You were to destroy the church, and bring about a war." "...I believe that's enough." "Wait-" Ughh. Mae began to grow annoyed with these sudden and random quips of remembrance. It was incredibly distracting and took the elf a moderate amount of effort to push them back again, so she could listen to Elter, instead of the past. She sat back a bit as she breathed them away behind her smile and subtly motioned to the whole of the law enforcement station, taking the chance to wipe a bead of sweat from her hairline. “Why are you here?”
  2. ~Harlow.

    The Black Anvil Hymn [ OOC ]

    Totally go for it! Harlow and Abi are always happy to lend a hand or four ☺️
  3. ~Harlow.

    Strange Occurrences [OOC]

    Hey guys! I’ve got a wedding to attend today, will be posting on zee morrow
  4. ~Harlow.

    The Black Anvil Hymn [ OOC ]

    Talk about wat? 🙃
  5. ~Harlow.

    Strange Occurrences [OOC]

    Excellent! I can’t wait to post, everyone :) Athena, I actually read your post right as I was falling asleep last night and briefly considered that she could very well just be talking to absolutely no one. Or the absolute wrong group of adventurers 😂 I like your fix though! And we’ll all be together shortly here.
  6. ~Harlow.

    The Black Anvil Hymn [ Hub ]

    Stello was greeted by way of an oncoming dry towel to the chest, Harlow pacing behind it as she dried the end of her ponytail and bangs with another. “Why thanks, she’s a beauty. And, in much better shape than she was when we found her. The first thing we did was an overhaul, on most of it anyway.” She pointed a thumb over her shoulder to the furthest end of the cargo bay, the tall wall beyond them accented by a single door. To its left, stairs. “I assume you don’t want to walk around soaking wet in an air conditioned ship for too long. Let me show you to your quarters.” After realizing Stello wasn’t much of a light packer, Harlow lead them to a small four-by-four lift beside the stairs. It waned to a halt on the top floor and opened to the eclectic collection of couches, floor mats, and chairs that laid claim to the common area. The overhead lights were dimmed here, with only a couple kept bright enough over a few small tables. Seated in the center of the seemingly organized patchwork of furniture, sunk deep into the back of an old upholstered chair, was a small woman. She sat illuminated by the screen in her hand, eyes centered on it unblinking. Harlow stepped from the lift, motioning over her shoulder to him to follow. She looked back to the silent woman seated in the chair, who hadn’t seemed to notice their arrival. The Captain cleared her throat as she continued to walk. “I thought the tournament was over.” The light of the screen spasmed and danced about the dim room as the woman sprang from the chair in response, flipping it in her hands. She knelt on the cushioned seat, staring over the tall back of the chair at the two of them. A small, luminous device rest on her ear, the light flickering in tandem with an artificial voice. What it lacked in authenticity, it made up for with natural inflection and cadence. The only odd thing about her voice was the simple fact it wasn’t coming from her mouth, which remained perfectly closed, though expressive. “You’re back! I was reading some of the responses we got. We have three yeses for our rendezvous so far. Who’s this guy?” She shrugged in Stello’s direction. “A fourth yes, apparently. Stello, meet Abigail, my engineer. Abi, this is Stello.” “Oh yeah, that rich guy with the new shop in town. Wait - “ She blinked at him, “You’re coming with us? What did she bribe you with?” “Ha ha.” She conspicuously turned her attention from Abi to Stello, “This is the common area, we like to collect neat pieces of furniture for it. Hang out here anytime. Let me show you to your room before you freeze to death.” Coming up on the door, it was quickly obvious which had been his. A neatly arranged, oversized 'TWELVE”'stretched from top to bottom, the lower bit of the T leading to the door handle. “Here we go. Lockable from the inside. Roomy. Take a look around. If it’s in there, you can use it. The kitchen is behind us right here, too. Our cook Tom is great - he’s sleeping right now, kind of an early-riser, but I’m sure you’ll see him. He’s the quiet-but-friendly sort.” She motioned to the closed door as a grin played across her features. “Welcome aboard, Sir. Let me know if you want more of a tour later. We'll be leaving here as soon as the storm passes."
  7. ~Harlow.

    Strange Occurrences [OOC]

    @AthenasFire just checking in since I know you were busy :) Do you think you'll be able to post within the next day or two? Hoping to time my next post with a long flight I have on Friday afternoon (prime focus time) 😁
  8. ~Harlow.

    Consider the roots OOC

    my post is shorter than normal, but i didn't want to assume too much about this bard fellow
  9. ~Harlow.

    Consider the roots of a tree [quest]

    “It's no different than what we deal with on the surface any given day. People discount one another for all kinds of ridiculous reasons.” She cleared her throat, “Anyway. Admittedly it was frustrating, but after thinking about it... maybe it’d be a good thing to have them underestimating me. That would just give us the advantage.” Entering the doorway, Mae quietly watched Yates depart from her side. She was scanning the room in observation when the tune of the ballad reached the tips of her ears. They perked in response, pulling her attention from the lobby at large and to the right, to a bench against the furthest wall. His song was a beacon amidst the general chaos of the waiting area. As her head turned, so would her focus narrow, the elf barely able to make out the words of his song through the noise that surrounded them. They coaxed her slowly to the bench, and she took a mindful seat a few feet from the shackled bard, taking note of his restraints. Mae smiled and waited for him to finish before she spoke, “I’m intrigued by your music. It’s probably one of the only things worth listening to in here.” She placed a hand on her chest as she considered her next words carefully, “My name is Mae, I’m just waiting for a friend of mine to do something upfront. I was wondering if you could tell me more about the song you were just singing while I wait. What’s it about?” Her stare was one of genuine curiosity and intrigue, knowing well the worth of such an informational resource. The bard knew it all, had to know it all for their trade; it was part of their craft, why people listened. Their songs weren’t simply jabs at politics or hokey love stories, as many might have once assumed. More often than not, they were based on the word of the times, the news, the stories of the people that surrounded them. “I only caught the end, really.”
  10. ~Harlow.

    The Black Anvil Hymn [ OOC ]

    Good luck on your quest, guys! So cool how this casual thread kind of launched into two separate stories :)
  11. ~Harlow.

    Consider the roots OOC

    I was planning to post tonight! You're always a half step ahead of me lol I'll be better moving forward :) No lasso required.
  12. ~Harlow.

    Strange Occurrences [OOC]

    Woot! Thanks for the update.
  13. ~Harlow.

    Strange Occurrences [OOC]

    Woohoo!! I was offline for the most part last night but can't wait to read it on my break today at work :)
  14. ~Harlow.

    Strange Occurrences [OOC]

    Agreed! And yes, no one would know where the ship is located at the moment. Meeting point for new folks is at the Inn de Clairmont :)
  15. ~Harlow.

    Strange Occurrences [OOC]

    And IC post! Adding to first page as well.
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