#they aren't going to meet in some diplomatic dinner | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

kookaburra1701 · 3 months

Note

🐈💛🍛 For our favourite orc <3

Thank you for the ask! From the emoji ask game here.

🐈CAT — does your oc prefer a wide circle of friends or a few close friends?

Khemor would say that he prefers a few close friends. There are many people who would look at the circle of people he is is friendly with and be surprised, or think that he is fooling himself. Because of his diplomatic skillset, Khemor does enjoy meeting new people and is very good at maintaining several circles of "friends," and you won't realize you weren't in his closest circle until you're let into the next tier. He'll send congratulations on your cousin's daughter's promotion to third flautist in the Solitude Children's Chamber Orchestra and remember your birthday and all your food sensitivities; make you feel like the most important and interesting person on Nirn when you're speaking to him...and most people never realize he hasn't told them anything about himself or his own thoughts, emotions, or vulnerabilities beyond surface pleasantries.

💛YELLOW HEART — how many languages does your oc speak? what language(s) are they learning, if any?

Khemor is quite the polyglot! His first language was likely some dialect of Osh Ornim, but as he was abandoned and taken in by a mage from a Crown family before he was five years old, he lost it quickly and grew up speaking Yoku at home, and Yoku and Cyrodiilic around Skaven. Like any well-educated mage, he can read, write, and speak Aldmeris, High Elvish, and Bretic fluently. He has knowledge of dead languages such as Ayleidoon and Dwemeris, though since he has risen high enough in the ranks of the College of Whispers to make free use of the scribes and scriptorium, he has become a little rusty. During his time in the Cynosure of the College of Whispers, he became familiar enough with "street" Ta'agra that he could mostly avoid being cheated by Khajiiti merchants that came over the border, but he will be first to admit that his accent is atrocious. In Skyrim, after being revealed to be the Dragonborn, he spent an entire winter with the Greybeards, learning Dovahzul. Now that it is becoming evident that he will not be able to return to his home in Cyrodiil, Khemor is also focusing on becoming fluent in Nordic to better be able to assimilate to Skyrim's culture. After Alduin's defeat, and Ulfric Stormcloak's victory, Khemor has devoted himself to shoring up the place of the newly liberated Skyrim in Tamriel's geopolitical landscape. This means quite a bit of diplomatic work with other independent nations like Hammerfell and Morrowind. Khemor keeps meaning to pick up Dunmeris, at least to be able to converse with House Redoran envoys and ambassadors in their own language, but because of his close association with Ulfric Stormcloak, there aren't many Dunmer in Windhelm who would go out of their way to help him practice.

🍛 CURRY AND RICE — what does your oc's typical dinner look like? do they usually eat dinner?

If left to his own devices, Khemor would definitely not usually eat dinner. He tends to get distracted and absorbed in his research and forgets to eat. Fortunately he has two housecarls who do a good job reminding him when it's dinnertime. Dinner at Hjerim is usually a simple affair, but with high quality food and cuts of meat as would befit a Thane. Barley bread is a staple, as it is easy to grow even in the harsh climate of Eastmarch, though fine white wheat flour is well within his means to acquire when it is available. Fish, either herring or salmon fresh from the docks, or whatever special Aval Atheron has at his butcher's stall in the market provide the bulk of the protein. Root vegetables such as beets, radishes, carrots, and turnips also regularly make an appearance, especially in skause or pottage. When he can get the beans imported from Hammerfell, he always has a small cup of coffee after dinner.

#skyrim oc asks #skyrim oc #oc: khemor gro-skaven #ask games #kbs asks

7 notes · View notes

maddstermind · 2 months

Text

OC In 15

Thank you for the tag @the-down-upside-finch!!! This is so fun!!!!

Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

I uh. Did all of the POV Quartet. So I will tag people up top and put it all below a readmore LMAO. Tagging @saintedseraph, @k-v-briarwood, @sentfromwolves, @veneritia, and @scribe-scott!!

Rosamund:

"It's not true. I'm not- I'm not bad. It was-wasn't my idea. I ju-just want to be wi-with the people I lo-love. Please."

"Roland. Teach me how to fight. [...] For me. For my peace of mind. For the worst case scenario."

"You're doing this to ensure I don't put an end to the war you're so desperately trying to start, and I won't stand for it."

"Magic isn't a sickness, mother. I'm proud to have it."

"I thought we were in no danger here?" ["Well, I certainly hope so, but there's no harm in being prepared."] "So the knights should be at the dinner."

["I will not let you ruin your future."] "You are ruining my future. I've seen it."

"Have you ever gotten the feeling you're seeing someone for the last time?"

"I'd rather have died in that fire than continue to be tied to a nation of small-minded slaughterers."

"You all fear magic. My mother did, too. But keep this in mind for if we ever meet again. You are no longer negotiating with a like-minded Sivonese noble. You are dealing with a mage."

"I want to be nothing like [my mother]. Lucky for me, that means being a decent person."

"I won't let it happen. I will not fall to this."

"That's very interesting, but I'm not giving up until I make some progress."

"Run. Before I stop being a coward and kill you."

"I didn't mean to hide my position from you, I simply... didn't want you to be intimidated."

["You can't trust me already."] "But I'd like to."

Christie:

"Genes don't dictate guilds. Anyone can do anything."

"I'm not quitting. I may be young, but I'm not quitting. I'm just... frustrated."

"I don't care if she doesn't like me. I'm not going to stay away from you just because she wants me too."

"Val Thorne! He's an investigator, hunting down criminals all around Exosto. He's from Crown's Ridge, and I've been to some of the places he goes to in his books. Sometimes he gets details wrong, though, but that's okay. It's a fictional version of Exosto. He doesn't have to worry about things like diplomatic passage to get into Rasduk."

[debating if someone is flirting] "I think it's too early to throw it out as a theory, though. You may come across more evidence to support it. But I'd consult the opinion of an expert."

["Secret passage? Where to?"] "I don't know. I'm about to find out."

"I'm not afraid of anything. But I know it's important to be safe, and even more important to be calm, so you can handle if things go badly or if you find something gross, like a skeleton."

"I will be a great mage. Just you wait."

"I don't care if they don't want me. They never came and found me, so I don't know if they loved me that much. But I at least want to know who they are. If they look weird, like me. That kind of thing."

"I have to tell her. I don't— Don't want her to think less of me. I have to tell her."

"I don't want [Maurelle] to fall behind. I'm fine. Goodbye."

"If they're worried about time… n-no offense, but why would they hire an Investigator who is magic-averse?"

"Don't say stuff like that. That's for movies when people are about to die."

"Do you ever wish you could do magic?"

"I told you I'll stay safe. I'm not leaving."

Addison:

"My Lady. Would you like to crash this party? And this whole engagement, as it were?"

["You're the witch house guy?"] "Glad to see that's become my reputation."

["Rulers should always be honest. That's what Miss Fairchild always says."] "And she's right, but guess what? Most rulers aren't. And I'm not a ruler yet."

[to a bird] "You're a cute little thing, you know. Strange, but cute."

["What did you say about stabbing?"] "I gave them plenty of warning. And no one got hurt."

"I promise you'll be safe. I'll set you down just as soon as you'll be able to move by yourself."

"Luxurious or not, [the castle is] still a prison."

"I'm sorry? Just like them? You can just say magic-averse, Miss Fairchild, it's not a dirty word. And for your information, yes! I do plan on being just like them! Is it such a terrible thing to be? I suppose you'd think so, having magic all your life. You've never known what it's like to be without it! I'd pity you if the truth wasn't that it's terrible and limiting."

"Up for an adventure? I'm looking for a witch."

"Katamar, Dimitio, Vunwra. Guide me to what I'm seeking. Do not let me go home empty handed. I was put on this path for a reason, you put me here, did you not?"

"Funny story. I did almost die."

"I believe in all of you. I think you should at least try for what you want. It's better to try and fail than to not try at all."

["That's an antique, not a weapon."] "I think it'll do."

"I didn't meant to kill him - oh, Silpa. Oh, Silpa, I killed someone."

"I'm sorry for all that. Tha-Thank you for helping me. I promise it won't happen again."

Ashton:

"I can't have it happen again, Sutton. I want to help you, but I can't lose another town."

"Stay here. Stay hidden. I'll try and get them away from here. Keep away from the windows, and do not go outside until I come back alone. Understand?"

[lying] "I've never met a mage. I wouldn't know if I saw one."

"I'm coming with you. If… you don't mind the company."

"I'll be back. As soon as I'm able, I'll be back."

"This is a mountain, Sutton, the last thing you're going to see up here is fish."

["Anything [alcoholic] I can get you?"] "Something lighter, please."

"I can't imagine anyone being afraid of your magic."

"Hey, you're hurting yourself. You're not going to get out that way."

"If I'd known you'd react like this, I would've tried to find something else. You don't have to apologize for a reaction like this."

"How am I supposed to help you if I don't know what to avoid? If I don't know why we're doing this in the first place?"

"You were a kid asking for help. That does not put you at fault for their disappearance, you did the right thing. Anyone would have done the same."

"Twenty years, and I've been playing the victim this whole time. I'm scared of fire, a-and of rosey-armored knights, and I shouldn't be! I brought it on myself. I have no right to act this way, but I do."

[about magic] "I never thought it would feel like this."

["I've come this far."] "We've come this far."

#tag game #boberon #ch: pov quartet #god this took. all day. i did not need to go to this level of effort.#but i did! whoopsie daisy

3 notes · View notes

cerebrobullet · 1 year

Text

Sharpe's Prey Daily Book Report:

hmmmmmmmmmm, guess what i still want to violently shake baird like a dog toy.

in fact i don't quite like anyone in this book, save sharpe of course. none of them play off sharpe very well i feel. their problems aren't really intertwined with sharpe's, and sharpe has no real, personal reason to fix anything outside of a vague "failure is bad" thing. and i guess him caring about astrid but she's *eh*

lol tho @ the danes going "oh they won't bombard the city, there's women and children here!" and sharpe is just kind of "😬 yup sure"

HDGSUGSGS the whiplash between the diplomat going "that's my wife" and sharpe replying "oh that bitch?"

OH NO WELLESLEY!!! Wellesley when will you trust your special boy ;A;. why must you be so tsundere about it.

omg tho captain chase is here, finally. AND he "took care to sit near sharpe" heheheh he has such a crush :3c. love also that every time sharpe sees a Neat Boat he's like "aaah, my beloved captain chase is out there somewhere"

"he had insisted on sitting next to the rifleman" 🥺 even though that breaks tradition for ranked seating heh.

god i love when sharpe gets dragged to a dinner or meeting with a bunch of people who far outrank him/who are in charge of everything. like he always comes across so Small and Shy. adorable.

👀👀👀👀 hhfhdh, pomphery revealing wellesley spoke "very highly" of sharpe, and when sharpe doubts that wellesley likes him he's just like "no, bruh it's not you, he just hates everyone lmao" *chef kiss* thank you. there are some very tasty crumbs in this book, even if i don't particularly care for the main plot.

holy shit, the ship crew had made a crib for sharpe and grace's baby. i..... im gonna cry, right here at work. oh my god ;A; ;A; ;A;

:D !!!!!!!!! chase went with him!!!!! he secretly snuck on thr boat and everyone but sharpe knew heheheh! that's so adorable!!!! CORNWELL I'LL BITE YOU IF YOU KILL HIM 👀

#sharpesession

5 notes · View notes

unboundwanderers · 1 year

Text

// THE SCARF DOCTOR \\ INTRO VARAIANT Based on the aesthetics of the 70s (First Doctor to Fourth Doctor)- He's Mischievous, cunning, and egotistical. This Whimsical and sometimes brooding incarnation has an enormous personal warmth- tempered by his capacity for righteous anger. In essence- he is the most scientifically focused version of The Doctor. Dishing out jokes while testing hypotheses and eager to put his own intellect to the test. Friendly, talkative, and always reading- people and places. His dress sense is a mix of casual and put-together- combining itself into a lazy but respectable fashion. Half-dressed for the town, and half-dressed for a dinner at a friend's wedding. He wears familiar but scattered relics of his other lives- through his coats, scarves, and even his classic screwdriver

Below the read more are thread prompts for The Scarf Doctor. The Scarf Doctor is my Unbound Eighth Doctor. An unhinged scientist- This Doctor is diplomatic and cunning. His stories are an homage to 60s - 70s Science Fiction. Quirky Monsters, low budget but imaginative environments. Muses with a quick wit and the capacity for humorous banter work best with his aloof nature.

FIRST MEETING PROMPTS / SOLO ADVENTURE PROMPTS >In Which your Muse meets The Doctor and works with him collaboratively (or antagonistically) during a one-off adventure. As mentioned in my rules- I write a lot of my threads like "Micro-D&D campaigns" in which our muses go on an adventure! Here are some prompts that follow that concept. These are basic ideas- they can always be discussed and plotted further.

WATER LUNG: All The Doctor wants to do is ICE SKATE, and every couple of centuries- the planet YOUR CHARACTER resides on has a lake that becomes a FULLY SOLID block of ice- which seems like the perfect place to get started- except this time, bodies have been found near on the ice... and their cause of death? Drowning.

MACHINES OF FICTION: The Land of Fiction is in danger. When a 4th Dimensional being sends out a request for heroes of legend, The Doctor is yanked from his place in present space and into The Land of Fiction- where he meets YOUR MUSE, someone who is, or will be, revered as a hero by their people and planet of origin. A dangerous enemy threatens the imaginations of all life across the known universe, and these two need to work together to save them.

THE EXHIBIT: As far as YOUR CHARACTER knows, they've lived out their lives on their home planet, and in their home time- but for the last few weeks... something has been off. The cities have seemed emptier, the figures in your life seem oddly reoccurrence, and their friends seem more absent of closer, more intimate memories. It isn't long before YOUR MUSE realizes things aren't right, especially when THE DOCTOR shows up to reveal that not all is as it seems.

TERRITORIAL DISPUTE: YOUR MUSE is hearing odd things. People are going missing for weeks at a time, returning out of the blue- as if they were never even gone, and not acknowledging their disappearance in any regard. Your muse is UNDERSTANDABLY freaked out, but the public seems not to want to push the matter any further- YOUR MUSE, however, starts investigating... and along the trail, they discover The Doctor- who seems to be well versed in current happenings... And what he has to reveal is all the more devastating.

PROMPTS IN WHICH YOUR CHARACTER IS TRAVELLING WITH THE DOCTOR. >In Which your muse is either taken on one journey or is a full-fledged member of The TARDIS crew. Either way, your Character, and The Doctor will arrive into a situation, aid or assist in any way they can, or at the very least- escape danger.

THE ENERGY MENACE: The Tardis lands in Rome, C.E. 117- When The Empire is at its height. Ceasar shakes hand with a king of gold and metal, they say- and all becomes clear when The Doctor and YOUR CHARACTER discover robots impersonating kings.

RETURN TO TELOS: THE TARDIS Receives a distress call from a Starfleet research station orbiting TELOS- The Second Homeworld of The Cybermen. The Doctor wants to know what's going on, and if someone or something has been awakened on the ice world.

THE DALEK TRAP: The Dalek Civil War has just begun, Davros and his imperial army battle The Renegade Daleks for control of the greater empire across the cosmos. On a world currently being used as a Dalek battleground, Sontarans look for an opportunity to join in on the conflict- and they've got the perfect Dalek bait: The Doctor (And by Proxy, your character.)

#faulty circuits (out of character / ooc~)#The Adventure Goes on (Prompts)

0 notes

graylinesspam · 2 years

Text

I think my favorite head cannons of Ahsoka being sent to learn with Obi-wan, because I absolutely head cannon that sometimes Anakin sends her to stay with him if a mission is too dangerous or if he's sent somewhere for like a secret mission or even if he just really doesn't know how to teach a particular jedi concept to her so he goes "time for a weekend with Kenobi". Like they absolutely have joint custody of her.

But my favorite thing is Ahsoka having to do a lot more diplomatic stuff with Obi-wan. Speaking to queens and kings and regents and senators and presidents or whatever. Having to attend dinners and meetings of the state and treaties negotiations.

When she's not being straight up ignored, both for being a child and being a girl, there are probably stuffy old people trying to gain favor with Obi-wan by cozying up to her.

She has to politely sit and play chess with some old royal and chat with them about whatever inane shit they think jedi kids are interested in. (And let's be honest there would be some grinning and bearing through offensive comments).

She would also probably be bribed with gifts which jedi aren't typically supposed to accept so it would be easy to duck out of most of them. Except the little ones. I like to think that a lot of old people try to bribe her with candies, which is hilarious since she's carnivorous and probably doesn't have much of a sweet tooth.

The clones, however, total sugar junkies. She casually passes off little butterscotchs and single chocolates to Cody or Rex. Occasionally another trooper will insert himself between Cody and her after a meeting in a vie for the sweets.

That's how she gains favor with the 212th, by accidentally Pavloving them.

"Commander Tano is coming? Awesome!"

"Hey Rex when's your Commander going to need another lesson with the general?"

*waxer fives* "Our commander".

Can you imagine the betrayal, the drama, when Hardcase notices her toss a piece of candy to Boil.

Commander gives candy to 212th? Commander spoils other legion?? Oh! Oh! Fresher duty for commander! Fresher duty for one thousand years!

9 notes · View notes

stuckonjbbarnes · 4 years

Note

Hey there!! Can you write something based off the song ‘if I can’t have you’ by Shawn mendes with our resident hermit Bucky?? 😍😍😍 thanks love!

THE PREQUEL ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ When Tony asked her to go to Wakanda on diplomatic business...Y/N had thrown a fit. She had just gotten settled in Toronto for the 6 month stint at the Embassy and really didn't want to go on another trip so soon. But Tony was adamant about it. "We have to get there first, we need to get in on the vibranium market for my suits and you're our only hope, Obi-Wan." He had pleaded over Skype. "Fine...but you owe me, brother." You had agreed. That was four days ago. Honestly, Wakanda was nothing like you expected. The technology was absolutely insane and although they had opened their borders...there still wasn't a Starbucks, which was disappointing. You had been in several meetings with Shuri to see the labs, meetings with T'Challa where you mostly discussed the weather in various parts of the globe, and in your off-time you explored Wakanda. The children had swarmed you, pulling you to and from store fronts and to various lakes and parks. It was a rare moment, when you found yourself alone and strolling near yet another lake. There were goats everywhere and a small hut. Reaching out, one of the more curious goats approach you. You pet it behind the ears, giggling as it bleats happily. It's a fairly warm day but Wakanda has been amazing. "He likes you." You startle, jumping up and nearly into the arms...er arm of a beautiful man. You know exactly who he is, one James Barnes. "Sergeant Barnes," You say politely. "I'm sorry...am I intruding?" "No, not at all Ma'am." "You can call me Y/N. Please." You insist, smiling so that it reaches your eyes. "In that case please call me Bucky, would you like to come inside? I can make tea. We don't get a lot of visitors that aren't children." "We?" "The goats and I." He smiles, eyes crinkling. You follow him inside and take in the clean room, it's about the size of a studio apartment. He pours some tea and you take a seat in the one chair, leaving him to settle on his bed. "What brings you to Wakanda?" He finally asks. "Business unfortunately." You sour at the thought. "I'm actually supposed to leave in a couple days." "Oh, well I'm glad to have caught you then." You can't help but watch the man. He didn't seem half as dangerous as his reputation proved him to be. "Please don't look at me like that." "Like what?" You ask, sipping more tea. "You're watching me like I might flip my switch...I'm not going to. Shuri... she got that part out of my head...mostly." "I wasn't..." You sigh a bit, "I was thinking you look very peaceful Bucky." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Dear god...that's the only thought running through your pounding skull. This wasn't supposed to happen. You and Bucky spent the afternoon together and he took you to a pretty good place for dinner. You two were way more alike than you had anticipated. It had seemed like a great idea to go back to Bucky's hut and it also seemed like a great idea to have sex with him too. So this morning, a nice little hangover taking root, you hurriedly attempt to pull your clothes on. "Where do you think you're going?" Bucky's morning voice affected you more than you wanted to admit. "I uh...I have meetings. I'm late." You stumble over your words, brain pretty much mush. "Oh, I thought you were trying to run out on me." He jokes and you bite your lip, because my god this man could see right through you and after one day...just one day, you couldn't see yourself with anyone other than him. "I couldn't if I tried, Bucky." You finish putting your clothes on, when a knock comes at the door. Bucky throws on some clothes and opens the door a crack, and slips out. You move to the door and peak out, seeing T'Challa and his guard, with a metal box. You keep your breathing low and focus on what they're saying. Bucky approaches the case and turns to T'Challa. "Where's the fight?" Bucky finally asks, his voice tight. "On its way." He gets in response and your heart races. A war...in Wakanda? This is really bad. You lean forward a little and the door creaks. You hold your breath. "Tell your new friend she should get out while she can." Is

all that T'Challa says before you hear marching sounds, moving away. Bucky comes back in and pulls you into a hug, cool metal is touching your arm and you realize..he's got two again. You pull out of the hug a little awkwardly but Bucky just watches you, waiting. "He's right." He finally speaks. "We need to get you out of here." "No. I'm not leaving...I know we just met. But I'm pretty sure that you're the only person that I can spend the rest of my life with...I know you feel it. There's a connection there." "Y/N I have to go...there's a war happening. As much as I want...whatever... this has been. I can't give you what you need. I have to go help." He's biting his lip, his hand lingering on your wrist. "You have to go. Maybe we'll see each other down the line..." "Bucky..all of this...this stupid business shit, the war, everything... it means nothing, if I can't have you." That was the last time you ever saw James Buchanan Barnes. Because that was the day Thanos snapped.

~ ~ ~ ~ Part 1 ~ ~ ~ ~

257 notes · View notes

chocolatemin · 5 years

Text

TIME (ONEUS FANTASY AU)

AMBER'S POV

Once I got inside, the passage immediately shut. Sigh. Why does that always happen? Am I in a sort of horror movie? Cold wind brushed against my cheek caused me to shiver and snap back to reality.

I looked to my surroundings and everything is covered with thick snow while the sky is pale. "Winter?" It's very cold that I can barely move from my position. I hugged myself due to intense coldness. "Why didn't Xion tell me about this?" I started walking trying my best to ignore the freezing wind. "Thank goodness, I am wearing this black leather boots, my feet could've been stuck as soon as I stepped here!" I whispered triumphantly to myself. I can't find any other way except heading straight so I didn't bother to trouble myself.

I was walking and walking until it started to snow, I pulled my hoodie up to lessen the chance of me getting sick due to excessive coldness. I just keep walking as I lost track of time, maybe an hour or two had passed already... I wasn't able to notice that the road is quite bumpy. I slipped and fell down to the pile of snow and landed on my butt. "Ow, ow, not too cold! Ouch, it burns!" I looked up and saw a large, human-sized raven looking down at me with its clawed hand offered to me. I got startled and moved back from it. "Do you want my help or not?" I got more shocked when I heard him speak but regained my composure and took his hand, the feeling of his scaled skin and claw fingers are foreign which sent chills to my body. I thanked him for helping me and apologized for my behavior. "Have you broken some bones?" "Fortunately, I haven't, thank you for your concern." I hesitantly smiled to the large black bird from the crow family.

"By the way, my name is Ravn and don't be afraid, I don't bite." He suddenly turned into a human-like appearance. He has pretty eyes that compliments his other features well. "I'm Amber, I'm looking for the way out of here and was kinda lost, perhaps do you know any exits?" "I do, there's a town plaza nearby the castle, at the back of the castle is the Forest of the Lost which I had heard rumors of having an exit somewhere." "Can you help me go to that place?" "Sure. I'm heading there too. Just follow me." He smiled at me and pulled me beside him before we started walking.

"Do you live here?" I curiously asked him. "Yes." He replied briefly. "Uh, about earlier, why were you in that appearance?" "Oh, I'm sorry about that, it was too cold at that part of the land and was snowing heavily at the woods so I used my hybrid form to keep me warm." "Ah, I see. So I'm guessing you are not a human?" "Not really. I'm from the Human-Crow family, to be specific, the Ravens." "Woah, I think that's cool." "Well, I ain't gonna deny it." I looked up to him and he smiled cheekily. "Why did you choose to walk instead of flying?" "I'm still weak as of now and I cannot fly yet. I had just recovered from cold and fever." "What? Then you shouldn't be here, you could have just stayed home!" I got worried but he reassured me, "I was looking for a certain fruit to cure me, and fortunately I found it and ate it right away. I'm all good now." "You sure?" "Yeah. Don't worry."

We walked in comfortable silence and talked occasionally, it's very easy to make a conversation with him and it wasn't awkward, as if we had known each other for some time. We reached the seventeen o'clock as said on the huge clock in the middle of the plaza. It is not like any other clocks that are up to twelve only, instead, it is up to eighteen. It was really weird. "I'm going to buy dry ingredients at the market. Is it okay for you to wait a bit?" "No problem, I am looking for a botique, is it possible to find it here?" "Yup, are you going to buy clothes for you? Do you have money, I can lend you some if you want." "Don't worry, I have some with me besides I can't stand the coldness wearing these clothes." I sighed and shook my head earning a chuckle from him. "Yeah, yeah, I'll take you there after I buy the ingredients, is it okay?" "It's okay, I don't mind waiting." I smiled at him.

—

Ravn told me to change my clothes in the bathroom. I thought there isn't enough water for them since it's currently winter but I was wrong. The pump has lots of water. Ravn even heated water for me incase I wanted to take a quick bath. As I am taking a quick bath I suddenly remembered the clock on the town plaza, why is it up to eighteen? I'll ask Ravn after. I changed into a white long sleeve ruffle blouse and fitted dress pants that I bought from the botique. It is old fashioned but simple. Ravn told me to just leave my clothes on the small table inside the bathroom. Before I leave, I made sure that the place is clean. I left bathroom feeling warm and refreshed.

I headed to the kitchen where Ravn is preparing the plates. "I'm done, thank you for letting me use the bathroom." "No problem, come here, sit down." He motioned me to sit on the chair opposite to him, "I prepared dinner." I sat down and thanked him. After we ate, I volunteered to clean the dishes while he get changed which he agreed hesistantly not wanting to bother me but I insisted.

"Are you done yet, Amber?" Ravn asked me when he got out of the bathroom. "Yes." I replied as I am drying my hands using the hand towel on the cupboard. He sat down on one of the chairs at the dining table. "Amber, please sit down, I have some questions to ask you." He said sternly which made me quite nervous, so I sat down quickly, "What is it?" "Helping you and letting you stay here doesn't mean I trust you fully and I'm not suspicious, right?" "Well, yeah. I'm still a stranger to you." "I don't want to hurt your feelings." "No, no, not at all. Go ahead."

"What are you?" Ravn realized his question, "I'm sorry it came off like that." "It's okay. I am just a mere human. Next question please." "You said you were kinda lost. How did you end up here?" "Well, I... uh, I entered a gate and was transported here. I don't know if you'll believe that but it's true." "Oh, I see. Are you aware of this place? I bet you don't know anything about the Winter Realm." "It is true that I don't." He sighed at my answer. "Be thankful that I'm the one who found you, if it was the werewolves hybrid, they could have killed you." My body shivered thinking of it. "But why would they kill me?" "They aren't very welcoming to strangers. Plus, you also look suspicious so they'll probably put you to painful death." I cringed at the thought of them tearing my body apart.

"I'm done asking questions, if you want, you can ask me too." My insides calmed down after he said that. "Then, where am I really? What kind of place is this?" My eyebrows furrowed unintentionally. "You're in Winter Realm, and obviously it's winter here. Wherein the season through out the whole year is winter." "What?!" "Yes." "How do you survive in this place? If the snowing is all-year round?" "Most of the citizens here are hybrids, humans are very rare here. And I'm not the only one from the Human-Crow family living here, we're a lot. Also, the werewolves hybrid are living here too. They are the knights of the castle while some of the human-crows are messengers and servants. Some of the hybrids us are just like me, a commoner." Woah, his house is quite big for a commoner's, that's what I thought. "Does that mean that the workers on the botique I bought these clothes, are not human? How about you?" He nodded and I gasped, if Ravn wasn't with me, maybe they won't sell clothes to me. "I sometimes have a duty in the castle as a cook or whatever they need for a special occasion like grand balls, meeting other diplomats but I work part-time on a small restaurant at the town plaza every 27 o'clock until 32."

"Oh, speaking of time, why is the clock up to eighteen?" "Are you referring to the clock on the plaza?" I nod. "It is because a day is equivalent to thirty-six hours, but! The daytime is 'til 12 o'clock only, then the rest is nighttime. That's total of 24 hours of night." "Then, what time is it now?" He looked to the window at the living room and squinted his eyes. "Hmm, according to the clock outside, it's currently passed twenty one o'clock ." "Isn't it late already?" "Not really. Why do you ask?" "In the place where I originally live, it's actually time to sleep by twenty one o'clock." "Really? You may sleep at my bed upstairs." "It's okay. I will just sleep at the couch. Can you take me to the forest later instead?" "That won't be a problem. It's actually my nap time, and I take my naps on the couch." "Oh, then I guess I'll be sleeping on the bed, you may have the couch." We both sat up and I reluctantly went to the three-stepped stairs while he's heading to the living room. "I told you, just sleep on the bed." He laughed while I climb the stairs, I just smiled at him and head to his room. I left the door half-closed since I'm not used to sleeping not in my room and for him to be able to enter without the need to knock.

I can't fall asleep yet so I stood up and went over to the window. The neighbourhood looks peaceful at night, I wonder, what are they doing too? Some are in their houses, while the others have their lights turned off. After admiring the view for some time, sleepiness finally kicked in and I immediately dozed off as I laid down myself.

—

"Amber, you ready?" Ravn asked me after I finished gathering the things I needed. "Well, the keys are here, the coins too, the fruits I bought earlier and the water bladder you gave me. I'm ready to go!" I replied to him happily and put on my sling bag. "Wait!" "Why?" I furrowed my eyebrows at him. "Take this lamp and this dagger, you can't just go to a forest without anything to protect you, especially at night!" He handed me the lamp and the dagger with a smile. I tied the dagger to my waist and hid it under my cloak. "What time is it?" "It's 26:13. I think we need to go now." "I believe so. Let's go?" Ravn opened the door to his house and let me step outside first.

—

Ravn flew me to the back of the castle and we landed safely. I climbed down from him before he transformed back to his human form, "Thank you for this, I cannot give anything back except these coins." I took the purse from my bag and handed it to him, he pushes it back to me saying he's fine but I grabbed his hand, placed the purse on it and shoved it to him and smiled, "No, I insist, take those. I have the half of it in my bag." Lie, I only left a quarter on my bag. "Well, I don't have a choice, you're too persistent." We both laughed knowing he won't win this arguement with me.

"Thank you so much Ravn for everything you did... From helping me on my way to the town, letting me stay the night, to bringing me here. I wish I could have given you anything aside from those coins." "It's alright, Amber. I'm glad I was able to help you. It's our family's rule— to help anyone in need without seeking for something in return." He plastered a smile. "Thank you again, but I think you need to head back or you'll be late for your work and might get paid less than you should have." I replied in a concerned tone, afraid he might think I'm shooing him away. His eyes went wide, looks like he had forgotten it already, I chuckled at the sight. "Oh right, I totally forgot about it, thank you for reminding me. I need to go, bye Amber." He waved to me and quickly transformed into a black raven spreading its magnificent wings. I waved back at him and he looked at me one last time before flying away.

I marched towards the inside of the said forest with excitement and nervousness. The only things I hear are the sound of crickets, owls and my own footsteps. I countinued walking until I heard a howling sound from afar. I got startled and stopped on my tracks for a while. Sure, walking at night– in the woods, with a small light and all alone? Isn't really scary. As I walked deeper and deeper to the forest, the growling of the animal became less and less faint until I spotted a creature not far from me. Its body is covered with black smoke and its eyes are glowing yellow. I stopped on my tracks to prevent further noise and hid the lamp beside me, hoping that the creature won't notice the light and come towards me. Unfortunately, it started walking to my direction causing me to flinch and drop the lamp I was carrying. It jumped infront of me and I wasn't able to move due to fear taking over me.

"Grrr, what is a lady doing here at night? Mayhaps you don't want to be able to see the sunlight tomorrow, eh?" It growled louder and before I could talk it lunged infront of me causing me to fall to the ground. "Please, spare my life." "Ha! You wish. Now, say goodbye." The creature, which somewhat look alike to a lion and wolf at the same time, slowly brings its face closer and opened its mouth widely. Is this where I end already?

-END OF CHAPTER-

[A/N: kskshskksjj-]

previous | next

17 notes · View notes