Fantasy Generic Fantasy RP (CLOSED)

[Dragongal]

"Yay," she chirped quietly, then nestled against him once again, this time seemingly happy with letting it stay silent.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum smiled and held her close, closing his eyes as well, just enjoying the silence. After a while, he lifted his head back up and looked around. "I think I can hear some cheering." He whispered with a smile.

 

[Dragongal]

It had been a long overnight ride, but they had arrived before an endless view of colorful tents packed tightly between pine trees on dry, rocky ground. Though it was early, a few locals were already there walking about the vendors and the brazier that let off lazily drifting smoke. A few of the performers were warming up, and the smell of fresh breads and smoked meats filled the air. Emmalia and Callum got out of the carriage and Em immediately guided him down the first row of vendors, passing mask makers and woodworkers and fine jewelry to a stall selling candied fruits and nuts, sweet meats, and fresh pastry. Emmalia wished dearly that she could have had some. All she could do was push Callum. "Eat some, I used to buy from here as a kid." She had her short cloak on and her hood up so that she didn't attract too much attention as a LaFaren.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum was rather impressed with how many tents they had packed into the area, but was a bit let down from the lack of people, even if there still was quite a few. He assumed it was because of of the time, and figured more would show up at some point. Callum wasn't a big fan of crowds, so it wasn't all that bad. He smiled at Emmalia's sudden eagerness. "Alright, alright, I will." He chuckled as he ordered various items, and tried them all with visible acknowledgement of its great taste.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia grinned at him, because him enjoying the food made her almost as happy as if she had had some herself. "I love the cinnamon candied pecans here, and the walnuts, they're so good." The scent alone brought her back to some of the happier times of her childhood.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum nodded in agreement with a smile. "Reminds me of the baker we had at the castle when I was little. He passed away some years ago, that man could bake the best damn cake you'd ever taste." He chuckled, enjoying the food he had. "I'm sorry you can't have any."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia shrugged. "It's okay, I'm used to it. It's a small price to pay for immortality, isn't it?" She gave him a little amile, then took his hand and guided him past more tents. Finally they found someone dealing in musical instruments,and Emmalia picked up a Cherrywood violin and played simple scaled on it. She didn't seem impressed. "It plays well, but the warmth isn't there."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"The... warmth?" Callum asked, unsure what Emmalia meant. He had played a bit of piano in his days, but not too much. He wasn't sure if it was a violin-player-only feeling or not, but he never felt it playing his instrument.

 

[Dragongal]

"Yeah, the tone, the resonance. It's not there." She frowned and picked up a mahogany violin and played some scales. This one sounded almost exactly the same to Callum, maybe a little louder. "This one has better resonance, but I don't like the feel of the neck."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Does it bother you that much? It couldn't matter that much could it?" He asked, not knowing instruments had any kind of difference in feeling that was so obsurd as to sway a deal. He assumed it was rather close to a weapon though, and could figure weight and feel had quite a bit to do with it. "Nevermind, I guess I answered my own question."

 

[Dragongal]

"Mhm. I'm going to see the other instrument vendors before I buy." She put the violin down to take his hand instead. Idly,she. aid, "You've had breakfast, maybe I should too."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"I think you were right in that we should check the other vendors." Callum said, hoping to calm her blood lust for the time being. "Perhaps more vendors will show up when more customers arrive? We should stay at the fair to keep a lookout for them."

 

[Dragongal]

"Oh. You're right. We can look around these ones for now." Em started walking off along the rows of vendors, occasionally looking back to see if Callum was there. Her attention drifted from stall to stall to some of the people, eventually forgetting about just looking around and just stopping to look at random baubles.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Emmalia had been getting rather adorable recently, and Callum didn't mind one bit. It was great to see her so fascinated with the world, even if she was talking about killing things half the time. "Hey, Emmalia, do you mind if I go check some of the stalls we've been to before? I was debating on buying something. You can keep checking these ones." Callum needed to get something while he was here, and was hoping he could find what he needed - he assumed a jeweler would present himself eventually if he looked around enough - but he needed to explore for it on his own.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia had found another stall where violins were sold, so she was happy to let him wander while she played some of the violins.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum had inspected every single one of the stalls closely to make sure he found the right ring. He hadn't gotten Emmalia a proper engagement ring, much less a proper proposal. He intended on giving her one. Eventually, Callum found the perfect ring and had used most of his coin to purchase it - He'd have to go light on meals for a while, at least until they got back to the castle. Eventually Callum found his way back to Emmalia. "Hello, my love."

 

[Dragongal]

"Oh. Hi, Cal," she said distracted lyrics as she dropped some coins on a counter and showed Callum an oak violin she had just bought. "This one is for travel. Like it?"

 

[Solar Daddy]

"I love it." Callum said as he inspected her new violin. "Have you picked one out for the castle yet?" He asked. Although he said he admired the instrument, Callum never had taken hid eyes off of Emmalia. Every time he saw her, the beauty she radiated would obsorb him again like a ship in a storm. The waves of her peronality crashed into his hull; the precipitation of her admiration battered his sails; her aura: the intoxicating anxiety in his chest. Callum hoped to never sail out of her storm.

 

[Dragongal]

"No, there's still so many stalls to look at yet, and it's beginning to get crowded." Emmalia didn't notice that he didn't look at the violin, her mind was on a one way atreet, a very windy, twisted road with sharp turns at different subjects. Right now, she was focused on the violin. She carefully put it in its case, then took Callum's hand in hers. "Come on, we can keep looking."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum nodded his head as he gave her hand a gentle squeeze. He walked along with Emmalia to look for the perfect violin for her, although Callum couldn't help much, as he wasn't too musically gifted. "I can't believe how large this fairground is." Callum noted.

 

[Dragongal]

"Oh it's absolutely massive. This is the last time of the year before a lot of these vendors head east or south." Emmalia swung their hands slightly as they walked and she escaped his grip to look at some weapons she definitely didn't need.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum didn't want to stop her having fun, and looking at the weapons were just fine - so long as she didn't try to buy anything. He sat back and watched her as he enjoyed the nice weather. Part of him wished they could stay here forever, these smaller towns seemed much more peaceful and close-knitted compared to larger cities and castles.

 

[Dragongal]

Em went from stall to stall, sometimes not even knowing what she was looking at and cutting herself off mid-sentence to look at something else, wherever her fleeting focus went, she followed.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum followed close behind her, making sure she didn't get anything they didn't need. At one point Callum had to hold her hand just to keep her from wondering off into the crowd - and inevitably buying something.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia didn't seem to notice the why behind Callum taking her hand, only the fact that he held it, and she didn't mind it in the least. Ultimately it served it's goal, and she started looking at the stalls as they walked by instead of going to them.