Hey, Iβm Sky (he/him), a long-time roleplayer looking for something thought-out, fun, and short. Iβm currently a student, and busy with studying - but after roleplaying since I was ten, Iβm unwilling to let the hobby go. Thatβs why Iβm looking for a partner that is interested in creating an...
Anna soaked in the atmosphere of Cafe Ambrosia. The pleasant smell of pastries and coffee mingled with flowers, obscuring any trace of smoke and grime from the busier streets. She thanked the waiter, flashing him a genuine smile for his kindness. Savouring her cappuccino with small sips, Anna...
Anna woke up to the same sound she did most mornings: the loud wail of an upset baby. After months of living in her childhood home with her sister, niece and mother, it had almost stopped bothering her. Thatβs what she told Camilla, at least. She stayed staring up at the low ceiling, watching...
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Full Name: Anna Ricci
Species: Human
Age: 22
Gender: Female (Lesbian)
Type: Ito Caster
Occupation: Unemployed Cook
Significant tool: Set of Chefβs Knives
Appearance: A short woman, around 5β2, with masses of curly red hair down to her shoulders...
βLean on me,β Delores said, offering Gabrielle her shoulder. She turned her head to the fight every few seconds, paranoid that the beast would somehow appear behind her. She wished she had better armour, or a single living knight beside her, or that she had never left her homeland. This kingdom...
Delores attempted to bring order to the knights, calling out commands over and over to no effect. The stench of a battle rose around her, the quiet of the forest overtaken by the sound of metal and pain and the beast itself. The corpses of the dead knights lay mangled on the ground; a cruel...
Jesse called up the magic, the taste of the Mistflower still bitter on his tongue and bits of its petals caught between his teeth. The wound on the womanβs leg closed up under his fingertips, skin knitting together over rejoined muscle and repaired bone. His patient opened her mouth in a...
It was the moonlight that tipped Sadie over the edge into terror, creeping pale and strange across the world outside the keeperβs quarters. It made everything hostile to her eyes, even the yellow light of the living room. The illusion of safety struck Sadie as repulsive. The tour was wrapping...
The ranger guided the group through the buildings with a skill that held Sadieβs attention. She dutifully trailed along with the group, feeling awkward on her own, noticing how people clustered in groups and couples, shivering a little in only her t-shirt. The loneliness was easy to brush off...
The sun was already drooping down to the horizon when Sadie returned home. The streets were quieter, and the brightly lit storefronts she passed glowed as the natural light dwindled. Her parentβs home was in a dull residential street, small and smelling of the same under-spiced cooking that her...
Seeing Silver Harbour again was a relief to Sadie, like stepping into a warm bath. The beauty of the place never surprised her. Whenever she wanted to indulge in nostalgia, or calm herself down after a hard day, she only had to close her eyes and the postcard perfect image of Silver Harbour...