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startgamc · 1 year

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@vierandancer asked: "Have you always wanted to'run your own bar, Ruby?"

"Not 'xactly." Ruby hummed, recalling the chaos that was that run of 'I Want to be Your Canary' and the aftermath that followed. "I kinda fell into it out of necessity. I only ever thought about wantin' ta perform, but a girl's got ta eat."

She leaned forward on the table, taking a large gulp of her drink. The story always made her want to vent when she thought too long on it.

"Y'see I was helpin' my friends out with their show," a show that was secretly a kidnapping but she didn't need those details, "and due ta some extenuatin' circumstances the guys left me in Alexandria!" She groaned thinking back on that. She'd never been so frustrated, and a little scared. "I was so mad that they forgot me. Had them workin' a few shifts ta make it up ta me."

"Thankfully I made some fast friends who helped me put all this together! And I still get ta perform so it all worked out I guess!"

#vieradancer #{ ☆ Ruby ; Rising Star }#{ ♫ Verse ; Sometimes Home Is Where Your Ass Ends Up ; Ruby }#lanna!!! thank you for the ask dear #the notif kicked me into opening up tumblr tbh

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spreadyourwingsc · 1 year

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Sy and Soirse. Chapter 1

Summary: Sy and Soirse figure their way through their relationship, before, during and after Sy is deployed.

Disclaimer: This is the first story I have ever written and published. Capt Syverson is not my own. Soirse is, I don’t intend to offend anyone nor anyones culture with my story, if you feel that this content belongs to you or anyone else, please let me know and I will delete it.

TW: This story contains: violence, attempted SA, strong language and mature scenes, please proceed cautiously, you’d been advised. If there’s something I missed, please let me know

AN: I’m open to any suggestion and advices, I don’t know where the story is going yet, but if you want to help me write it, or better it!, please let me know!

Smalltown Texas 1995

The first few months of school were easily finding Saoirse getting along with most her peers, catching the eye of the football’s team quarterback from time to time. They even shared some classes together. They’ve smiled at each other, but Sy being the ladies man that he was, she wasn’t sure she wanted to go down that path, all she wanted was to enjoy school, and explore the newfound interest that would come with the hormones, and some prodding of her girlfriends at high school that was makeup and boy bands.

Saoirse found herself sitting at the Porsche of her home at the couch swing just staring at the sun set outside, she was just daydreaming about a different life, she was not sad, just melancholic, feeling as if missing something she didn’t know yet.

She saw a figure coming from the woods, making herself aware of her surroundings she sat up, the figure covered in mud from head to toe and was scary on itself but what surprised her was seeing Sy her little high school crush stood in front of her, she couldn’t help the laugh that scaped her at the realization.

“What on God’s earth, Logan” she said still laughing, “I’ve come to see you mylady” he proceeds to take a rose behind his back and hand it to her, her cheeks reddened “OH my!” she took the rose out of his hands “Logan were you snooping around Mr. Arlo’s backyard?, he’s going to kill you!”. “For a good cause” he smiled at her, his eyes saying what his heart so long desired. “Well I appreciated it, to what I owe this pleasant sacrifice”. He was enjoying this roleplay of ancient banter, but he’s had enough as he took her hand and put it on his heart “It’s no sacrifice of mine my dear, I decided I’ve finally be a man and ask a beautiful girl out on a date, and tell her how I feel”.

“Sy” she gasped.

“Please say yes” he looked at her with so much adoration and love with those blue eyes that would melt the coldest heart.

Sy’s been watching her over the few months at school, how she always seemed to smile, and laugh at the tiniest thing, how strong she was when needed to be, how smart she was in class, and how she would stand up for what she believe in, it was a sight for sure, but it was one day in recess when he witnessed her stand up at bullies that were mortifying a less fortunate kid that his heart was sold. He was about to interfere himself, but she beat him to it. That’s why two days later after fighting mr Arlo’s giant pitbulls for flowers (lovely dogs btw they wouldn’t really hurt him, but he had fun playing with them, he just wanted to seem like it was an honorary fight to gain his ladys heart).

“Okay” she said, smiling at each other they couldn’t deny their attraction was strong, and Conner could notice that even silently watching them over his bedroom window.

“Oww” he said as he put his hands over his head “What’s wrong my dear”, Lanna wrapped her arms around her husband, kissing his temple, “Our little flower is growing, my dear” at this Lanna laughed and looked over the window to see her beautiful girl holding hands and laughing with the quarterback and starboy of the town over. “At least he’s one of the good ones”. “I sure hope so”.

Thanks for reading!

#captain syverson

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iironwreath · 4 years

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Correspondence [Cihro]

Theotae,

It’s Cihro writing, but this is from Dayereth as well. You know, your brothers!

We recently learned that Day’s dad is still alive and looking for our mother in the Feywild. We contacted him through a sending spell and we contacted mother as well. She’s alive.

Dunno if this is of interest to you or if you’d rather ignore it, but you’re the best lead we have on getting into the Feywild. We wanted to know if you already knew anything about this or if you knew any ways to get in. I hope you can set aside your personal issues with our mom and help us out if you can. It’d mean a lot to Day even if he doesn’t say it, and I think it’d give us all some answers if we found them. I know you still care about where she is despite what you say. There’s no point in trying to hide that and bury it. I get it.

If you want to reply, you can reach out to me. Day probably won’t respond. If not, it’s whatever. We wanted to try all possible avenues. With or without your help, we’re going to try and find her, but it’d be easier with your help. We’re more likely to succeed that way.

Cheers, Cihro

Cihro,

It's a pleasure to hear from you, do tell young Dayereth I say hello.

So Chandrelle still lives; very interesting. I have ways of getting into the Feywild but it is very dangerous and you should not go unprepared, it would be just as easy for you to die in there than find her. I have many questions for her too and I’ll be damned if some fey creature is going to kill her before I get my answers. I will need time to go through the proper channels to obtain access for outsiders such as yourselves, I assume you will be bringing others as well? I will need their full names and affiliations to run proper checks on them. I hope this letter finds you well, once I have the information I will notify you when I am ready for transport then we can get our answers once and for all. Try to stay alive until then.

Your loving half sister, Theotae Raethran the first of her name Lady of the Redwood, Highbearer of the Codex Genesia, Matriarch of House Raethran and Warden of Syngorn

Theotae,

Here’s what I know about everyone after asking around:

Corporal Aritian Senor - aasimar, paladin of Pelor, employed by the Swords and the Margrave

Cihro Lanna - half-elf, mercenary, employed by the Margrave

Dayereth Firahel Whiteheart - half-elf, bard, worshiper of Sarenrae, employed by the Margrave

Gwen of the Circle of the Black Valley - halfling, druid, traveling with us

Hope Maallinen - tiefling, employed by the gun corps of the Swords

Kishore Maallinen - goliath, monk, employed by the Margrave

Krusk Ragnarsson of Clan Blackblade - half-orc, mercenary, employed by us

Theren Ariessus - drow, monk and cleric of the Moonweaver, freelancer

Hope that’s enough. Some information is easier to exchange in person. Just as a warning, we’re gunna be out of the city for a while. Not sure for how long, but if you send word again and don’t get a reply in a timely manner, that’s why. I’ll let you know when we’re back.

Sincerely, Cihro Lanna, Hero of Westruun, Honorary Maallinen-Briar, He Who Drinks Bad Whiskey, Poison Connoisseur, Third Place Archery Contest Winner, Lolth’s Bane, and Not the Shortest Member of the Family

Undisclosed first draft, as transcribed by Cihro:

Dear FuckFace,

This is your disgraced excuse of a half-brother that you decided to publicly shame and throw out of Syngorn. Definitely not still bitter. It’s come to our attention and that we recently learned that my dad is still alive and is looking for our mother. Do you happen to know anything or know of any ways to get into the Feywild? Could be useful.

If you want to reply, send it to Cihro, as I will burn it. Thank you, I’m going to go back to pretending you don’t exist.

Your half-brother, which you cursed out in elven and threw out of the city, Dayereth P.S. You’re a bitch.

#writing tag #writing: cihro #cihro #theotae #dayereth #letters #the fuckpack #for uhh posterity #the first draft is in there #exandria #tal'dorei

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