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#♚ ᴠʀᴀᴇʟɢᴀʀᴅ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ
camelotsgrace · 4 years
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 ❈ @internalresenting
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    DOES HE BELIEVE IN THE RED STRING OF FATE? Destiny could be considered a debacle at this point with the nature of their ordained meetings and the tragedy they behold, but if one were to ask her... there exists a reason for it all. Three realms traveled over the span of a mere lifetime ( aspects of it owed to them being Servants, surely ) and they persistently wind up in one another’s company.
    No matter the location of her summons, her eyes always seek his red mantle. Pursues it, perhaps, despite the willful ignorance on his behalf. Yet, if she were to let her thoughts transpire and revel in fantasies, reunions would remain conceptualized; she has to give chase, and even here, in this fantasy world, she does as such and concedes upon him and a few straggling beasts. 
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      “--It looked like you were in need of aid. My apologies for the intrusion.” 
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camelotsgrace · 4 years
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 ❈ @vinsfari
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    WARMED BY THE EMBERS OF CRACKLING FIREWOOD, Arturia resides in a vacant lot of the dense woods. She seems to be busying herself with a fresh catch of game -- presumably one of those hunted beasts. It roasts over the open flame, basting in its own fat and a conundrum of forest spices. Certainly, countless concerns could be associated with eating this mystery meat, but she’s a craving for substance and the aroma is almost captivating. 
    Hunger does that to people; give them the illusion that something is far grander than it truly is. She thinks ‘people’, despite being a Servant, because her creation has evidently invited a stranger over. “...Would you like to sample it?” Addressing the presence behind her, she turns, coaxing them over to an empty plot of dirt. “I cannot claim to be the most adept at cooking, but I most certainly try.”
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camelotsgrace · 4 years
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 ❈ @alesfans
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    DESPITE BEING GRATEFUL FOR RHONGOMYNIAD, the inability to deploy her Phantasm leaves her back feeling bare to the forest’s predators. Without her kit, the war of attrition will prove fatal without a miracle. But, as if blessed by the Lord Himself, a miracle is exactly what she receives. A knight of considerable prowess pierces through the hoard of maws and dispels her from death’s clutches, leaving her with nary a moment to catch her breath. 
             For one reason or another. ( A woman... and a warrior, to be sure! )
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    “...Thank you. My fate nearly appeared uncertain there. Are you, perhaps, a knight? Forgive me for asking, but your regalia...”
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camelotsgrace · 4 years
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 ❈ @sleptsin
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    LOST IN THE TAPESTRY OF FOREST VINERY, the knight struggles to find stable footing during the land’s darkest night. Had she the company of Dun Stallion or even the familiarity of homeland woods, traversing the path would be easier. Alas, it appears that she is not alone; up above, leaves rustle, and the shadows shift to where she could sense a weight tumbling from the branches. 
     A person, no doubt! While it could be one of those aforementioned ravens, playing it safe could prove more precarious. So, without hesitation, she lurches beneath the source and catches it in her arms. It was indeed a young man. Though, judging by his disposition, it nigh appears that he was sleeping prior to falling from that height. ( In such a quiet and isolated area? )
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     “Are you alright? Forgive me if I gave you a fright.”  
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camelotsgrace · 4 years
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  ❈ @ahogethief
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    TO BE ABSCONDED FROM ONE CONFINEMENT TO ANOTHER, in such harrowing conditions no less... what a cumbersome situation she’s found herself in. In addition to having the most pitiful time adjusting to the newfound land, she’s crossed paths with the most peculiar traveler.
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    “You’re quite adept at that.” Looting, that is. They have been in one another’s company for no more than a mere hour, but he has already proven himself proficient in an area where she could not: stealth. “I seldom praise such tactics, but I must admit that this is an area where I cannot simply push forward in. Would it trouble you if I requested you retrieve another feather on my behalf? I will offer my protection in turn, if so.”
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