wip, guys...

West let out a low sigh as he looked at all the papers that were placed on the town’s board. All the missions for single parties were low paying or to much work for to little pay…But West didn’t have a guild or any allies with him to do any of the other ones. The healer sighed and shook his head. 

“Is anyone in need of a partner for an adventure or mission? I am a healer and necromancer, and I have plenty of experience in battle.” West spoke in the large crowd that was coming and going, and decided to stay put and repeat his last minute request. West sighed before saying the final part. “Anyone who teams up with me can keep seventy percent of the earnings.”

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   “How does he look?” the human asked in a hushed whisper after he leaned against the half-elf’s shoulder. The massive male’s eyes were a milky crystal blue, devoid of any noticeable pupils. The duo looked rough. Dingy clothing and dirtied armor hung from two sets of broad shoulders. Rough, but well-seasoned. 

   The warlock’s head canted slightly to the right toward the monk. “Well,” he said in a quiet, heavy tone. “Younger. About our height. Muscled. Probably a nice chest and ass--.”

   “No,” interjected Kawikani with a light bump of his chest against the other man’s arm. The interruption caused Everynn’s brows to perk in surprise. “Does he look capable, knowledgeable, experienced...” He felt the half-elf’s arm lift against his chest with a shrug.

   “One can’t really tell just from a glance.” He looked to Kawi and added, “You look like shit right now.” A smile appeared.

   Kawi cleared his throat, placed a hand on Ever’s shoulder, and said aloud, “You. Necromancer.” There was a brief pause. “You’re looking for work?” Everynn stood staring at the healer with a crimson glare. Kawi was still faced toward the half-elf. “We could make a little room for a healer.”

Ross -- Jake Gyllenhaal

Monica -- Oliver Jackson-Cohen

               tw :: mentions of death

Rough Verse Concept

Reincarnation and souls are a thing. When you die your unconscious soul returns to an ethereal pool of spirits waiting to be reborn. The time it takes for a soul to reenter the world varies from seconds to centuries, and no-one knows what sets it in motion. It’s believed that a traumatic death causes the soul to take more time to return. Souls could live several lifetimes and never remember any of their previous lives, or even believe in reincarnation, but awaken to every previous life three rebirths later. It isn’t known if a soul eventually disappears from existence or is eternal.

At any given time, 50% of the souls reincarnated don’t believe in reincarnation or souls. The remaining 50% may be aware of their previous lives, questioning their experience, or simply don’t talk about any of it.

Possible Plots

Two soulmates keep finding each other, whether they believe or not. Could span multiple centuries and lifetimes full of plenty chaos and fluff.

One character is older and the other younger. The younger character was once the lover of the older character several years ago before an accident led to their death. The younger’s soul could be awakened while the older doesn’t believe in reincarnation. They’re trying to figure out if they should open up, or leave the older be despite how much they still love them.