Sjaldan er ein báran stök

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Antonia at times met clients where they felt most comfortable. This tavern though? Was definitely a mistake. Her client had long since gone and she spent some time working on paperwork and reading a book. Reading a book n a bar had to be the lamest thing she’d ever done. Yet she wanted to catch up to all that Markus had informed her of. 

When someone approached, she frowned. “Are you being sarcastic because I’m reading in a tavern? I’m not sure I do know what fun truly is. Sometimes I think I might have a clue and then it evades me. Uh…sure. I suppose you’re being adventurous with a stranger. Is that on your bucket list?” she wondered. 

Die stared at her as she sort of rambled and he smiled amused and handed her a shot “Cheers,” he downed his before leaning forward a little, “Let me ask you this, is death the only motivator you can think for being adventurous or spontaneous with a stranger?”

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“Financial responsibility is important. If you’re not financially responsible, you can lose everything.” That was a fact she’d learned by way of her family. Roxy worked hard to never be broke or lose her money or reputation. They were two things she kept close to vest. She wasn’t cheap, and she spent money lavishly, but she always knew where her money was going and what was worth a risk. “So I’m guessing you’re broke? Did these drinks put you in a financial hardship?” Roxy grinned. “Hustle for the next round, huh?” she shook her head. “Have you seen me? I don’t have to hustle. Free drinks come to me. Just like you did. Deal. Let’s do this.” Of course, drinking with a someone whose day job was planning party and her unofficially night job was partying was dangerous for him. He’d lose, Roxy was sure of it. 

“According to my dad I am, but so far I’ve gotten everything I could possible desired so who knows?” Die huffed in disappointment and downed a shot. “I thought you said your middle name was fun, if I wanted to just drink I could buy myself the drinks but that wouldn’t be very financially responsible would it? And I’m a nymph I can get any drink I want through my looks and charms but where’s the fun in that? I wanna see some real skills.” He challenged

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Svala smiled and nodded, “you’re always welcome for a stay, you know that.” Etta giggled at her brother and nodded before joining in the hug. Svala pressed a kiss to Die’s cheek and smirked hearing Rik biting her lip and shaking her at him. While Etta made her way from Svala’s hip to the ground running over to pass out the other flower crowns she had made to him and Adrienne.

Svala’s brows rose at the mention of Die and his grandmother getting into trouble and shook her head, “sounds like your mother is being an influence again,” she smirked at Rik, “you know what to do with the stains, and if you don’t I’ll show you one more time.” Her brows raised at her son as she made her way to Rik’s side.

“A job?” She chuckled at the three of them heading inside and shook her head, “should we be worried?” Her brow rose at her husband, before she gently smacked his chest and followed the children inside. “It does make me feel a little better it’s in Dark World, just please don’t stir up any trouble, Die. Nothing serious anyway.”

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Rik rolled his eyes. “These lies have got to stop. Of course you can stay here free of charge.  You’ve been selectively hearing me for a while now.” All he said was Die could have a larger monthly inheritance when he got a job and started taking some personal responsibility. Since then, their son had been acting as though he kicked him out without a pot to piss in. 

When his son quipped about the reason he was staying with his grandmother, Rik replied, “You know how I got out on my own? With a job. You think your grandmother or grandfather let me just live off their wealth? They made me work for it. You’re old enough now that you need to learn to work for it,” he told his son, honestly. That was truly all he wanted for his son. They wouldn’t always be around and he needed a dose of independence. He wasn’t saying they wouldn’t help. Just that they wouldn’t solely be his provider. 

Rik heaved a sigh that could be felt from the depths of his soul. “They never tell you that one day you might have to parent your parents. I’ll have to talk to Ma see what she’s up to lately.” Because she hadn’t mentioned much trouble or blood at all. Normally he wouldn’t care, but his son was involved. 

He looked as his wife and his son treating with his sisters. “So you know there has to be more to this if he’s so eager to run off after saying this.” He reached out for Svala’s hand, preparing to head inside with them to get the rest of the story. “A merchant in the Dark World, huh? So tell me, what are you going to be selling? What are your daily duties going to consist of?” Rik wanted to know the full story so he could be prepared if there was any fallout for them. 

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“Thank you, mama.” He said in a sweet voice as he settled his sister back on the ground. “And don’t worry I got it, I’m an independent adult now,” he sighed dramatically for the girls and adjusted his flower crown. “Nothing serious...” He repeated and nodded, there were different definitions of serious.

Die sighed a little more subtle at his father’s speech, “It’s boring but fine, I’ll promise I’ll try harder...” He said hoping for it to be done but Rik followed him with his questions. Die had never being good at lying to his parents, everyone else? He could fool half asleep and nursing a hangover from hell. “You know what I would like to know? What you were doing at my age? Do you guys even remember?”

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Geneva’s face scrunched in surprised laughter. She had not expected that answer. “I don’t know,” She began, voice pitching upwards as she thought aloud. “I’ve seen some beautiful ones. Of both, I mean.” While Eva hadn’t tinkered with the idea of tattooing either onto her body, she could still understand being taken with an image that someone would consider it. “But I’m sure you’re not trying to talk philosophically about what is art exactly and what you’d define as beautiful enough to tattoo on yourself.” She finished with a light shrug.

“Honestly? I’m not sure. Probably something that makes me think of my mom. But everything I’ve thought of, so far, doesn’t feel right? Or like her, you know?” Geneva paused and looked Diedrik over. “Do you have any? Tattoos, I mean. And if you do, what are they?” She wondered.

“Pretty enough to have engraved on your skin? Cause I would disagree.” Die replied with an amused smile, “if you can show proof I’d get them tattooed.” and pulled his shirt over his shoulders to show her the tattoo that wrapped around his chest, shoulders and back. “It’s something I associate with family but to anyone else looks cool, what’s your mom like?”

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“Would you look at that?” Daphne began pleasantly, not at all surprised the fresh round of drinks he offered. “Just when I was finishing this drink too.” A low giggle escaped her as she sat the now empty glass down, in obvious contrast to the tray of new ones in his hand. “Are you a telepath too? Or do you just have really good timing?” She wondered aloud, palm raising in quiet welcome for him to take the free seat opposite her at the table.

“Hi Die,” A bit of a smirk on her lips, causing a dimple to flash before receding. “Do you make it a habit to introduce yourself to those that already know you?” She couldn’t help but joke. “Although, I’ve not heard a line like that in a while. So I appreciate it. How’re you tonight?”

Die chuckled and shrugged “I’m just that magical actually.” He replied and picked up a glass, “I just wanted to make sure you remembered me, I’ve been away for a while,” He sighed dramatically, “I was kicked out the nest and forced to go on a journey to find ‘financial responsibility’ but I haven’t met her yet,” He added with a smirk, “I saw things no man should ever see... Like grandma flirting,” he shuddered, “So, tell me, what did I miss? Did I take all the fun with me when I left?”

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“Sneaking up?” Isadora parroted, a dark brow quirking towards her hairline as she continued to noisily approach. “This is me being loud, Kayla.” Grass crunched beneath Isadora’s feet as she neared her. “If you want me to actually try sneaking next time, let me know.” She bypassed Kayla and focused on the horse as it drank from the water. Isadora gave a soft smile before an unnatural light breeze of air wafted over her, Kayla and the animal. Perks of Isadora being a guardian nymph. Although, she did it more to help the horse cool down quicker while it drank.

“So,” Dark eyes landed back on Kayla. “Are you going to tell me what’s wrong? Or do I have to guess?”

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“I heard you coming before you started being loud,” She replied with a playful smirk that turned into a scoff and she rolled her eyes. “Why would you assume anything is wrong?” She asked a little petulant and crossed her arms only to realize her body language screamed ‘busted’ sometimes she hated that she relaxed enough to forget herself when she was with her friend.

“I’m fine, I just... had some trouble sleeping, and the morning meeting stressed me out a little so I wanted to clear my head. I lost track of time, had been a while since Meatball and I had a good run.” Not a lie but not the truth either. “Were you out enjoying the day too or did you draw the short straw?” She asked teasingly eager to change the subject.

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Roxy was starting to second guess herself in wanting to go to a tavern instead of one of the clubs around. She thought a tavern was slow pace to help her regroup from the wild night before, but was too slow tonight. That was until someone approached. She smiled pleasantly, not going to turn down a free drink. “Fun’s my middle name, actually. I have a high tolerance. Four might be child’s play for me,” she bragged. “Though if you’re out at four, I’d say you gave a valiant effort, as do all light weights.” 

Die smirked as he settled into his seat “Lately I’ve been lectured a lot about financial responsibility so even though I wouldn’t call myself a lightweight, I’m starting to think it’d certainly be a lot cheaper if I were.” He commented with a shrug and picked up a shot. “Let’s make it interest then, half for you, half for me, whichever downs their share first wins, loser’s gotta hustle the next round, can’t use your own money...”

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Die hated being bored, he wasn’t exactly good at it and so he had decided to make a stop at the nearest tavern, he walked towards the bar as he inspected the place and smirked as someone picked his attention, he placed his order as his eyes wandered the tavern once more.

Die picked up the tray and walked towards a table where there was only one person sitting. “You look like you enjoy having fun... I’m Die, I ordered a couple of drinks, bartender said four of these are likely to cause the drinker to wake up in a different realm with no idea how the got there.” 

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“Personally, I think you should be more worried about the fact that there’s a warning system where people call each other because they think you’re having a bad day. I’m a wolf. I like open spaces. How was I to know you too would gravitate to them?” she asked, grinning. “I was going to do one of two things: go for a run on all fours, or grab a drink and see what trouble I could get into at the tavern. Would you like to come with on either of those endeavors? I promise not to tell anyone that I got you out of this infamous mood they say you’re in. And your guards needn’t worry. I won’t let anyone kill you since you’re out here alone without a guard in sight.” 

Kayla scoffed. “I don’t think there’s much I can do about you guys gossiping.” She answered with a teasing tone, more at ease not that she was out f her head and raised an eyebrow. “Well I am a wolf too General.” She stressed the title a little... “and you’re a either a better actress than I gave you credit for or I actually should join you in this run just to make sure you’re not getting rusty.” She teased and rolled her eyes as hard as possible at the last statement. Kayla huffed, she took of her coat and let it fall to the ground before tying her hair up in a bun. “Alright let’s go, change of plans, we’re having a sparring session...”

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Robin was off today. Her second in command was looking after those that were training. Of course that was all they were always doing, training in case of war. She loved that they always remained neutral and thus far no one had ever changed that about them. It made her job easier, and it also gave them advantage if there was something on the horizon coming their way. They’d be underestimated, yet they were always ready for anything and had trained for it. 

One of them had told her the Queen was in a mood when she called to check in, and while she had planned to drop by, she wanted to be anywhere else, so she roamed. It was too early to get into any trouble at the bars. She was almost tempted to stretch her legs in wolf form and go for a run. Just when she thought she was as far from the Queen it turned out she’d encountered her. Robin almost turned around to walk in the other direction when she was heard. 

“Actually, they told me you were in a mood, so I was trying to avoid you. Little did I know, you’d be out here. So what gives? Do I need to go have a talk with someone that put you in this mood?” She wasn’t above it. 

It was weird, crowns were isolating, but there had been quite a distinction from princess to queen, a lot of people walked on eggshells around her or were scared to even breath the wrong way in her presence so it was always refreshing when people were... not, amusement pulled at her lips but she tried to keep it at bay and raised an eyebrow at Robin.

“A mood? Is that how it was phrased?” She asked still trying to keep her amusement at bay. “Should I be worried about your avoiding abilities... or lack of them General?” She asked with just the barest hint of amusement and teasing in her tone and expression and rolled her eyes at the proposition. “I’m not a child, but I’m pretty sure being told first thing in the morning that you should consider having babies in case you get killed would put anyone in a mood... It was before my coffee too.”

No one needed to find out about the other thing...

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Svala had been out back with the twins, watching them play and occasionally joining in, with spring coming soon the two would want to be outside more. The snow melting and flowers growing only meant more time to play outside. 

She was sitting in the grass with Etta helping her make flower crowns when she heard her oldest and smirked, turning to see him, “I believe it is you who have forgotten us, that is until you need to do laundry.” She chuckled getting up and hoisting up Etta onto her hip, careful not to smash the armful of crowns the little girl had wanted made. “well, there is still time for a meal and I’m sure Iris would love to come and see you before you’re off again.” 

She grinned as Etta placed a crown on her brother’s head, “unless you’d rather complain about our lack of attention.” She chuckled raising her brow wondering where Adrienne and Adrik had gone.

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Adrik noticed Adrienne wandering back inside. He stayed outside against the tree for a few minutes, enough time to lull herself into a false sense of security in whatever devious little plan she thought she had before he followed her. He caught her in the room where he and Svala kept most of their weapons. She was climbing up on a table to get one of the swords that she normally practices with. “Not so fast, what’d I say? We don’t play with swords unless Dad or Mom are here. And we always ask.” He walked over and scooped her into his arms, giving her a kiss on the cheek. “Now go play with your sister. It’s not sparring time yet.” 

Just as he was walking back out, he heard his son. “When you say out of the nest, is it really out of the nest if you life with your grandmother, who provides for you and doesn’t make you pay rent?” Rik asked, knowing that he and his son had a deal for him to find a job so he could learn to be financially responsible. “How could we forget about you? The girls might have though.” He looked down at Adrienne. “Who is that man? Do you know him?” She grinned, running over to hug her brother. 

“How’s Mom?” he asked, wondering how his mother was doing since he’d last spoken to her. “Is it already time to wash your clothes again, or are you just visiting because you miss your family?”

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“I could never, and I’ll stay for a couple of days, that is if father can find some kindness in his heart and let me stay here free of charge.” Die smiled playfully and leaned down for his sister to place the crown on his head before tickling her sides, “Do I look pretty?” he asked and wrapped his arms around her and his mother and hugged them both kissing their heads before turning as he heard his father’s voice.

“Well I wouldn’t have to had stay with grandma if I had enough money for a place of my own you know?” He was well aware that he was arguing just for the sake of arguing because even if he got a place somewhere he wasn’t really ready to just stay in one place for too long. “Well I was worried about your memory in your old age.” He teased as he approached his father and his sister when the girl ran towards him as he leaned down to catch her and pulled her up for a hug before placing her back down and walking towards his father for a hug.

“Grandma is well, at least last I saw her... And now that you mention it and going back to the laundry... I do have some stuff with some... red stains that needs some washing, grandma and I had a lot of fun...” He added with a mischievous smile, he probably had more fun than grandma but she looked like she was having fun when they were fighting together.

“You’d be happy to know I did find a job...” He said as he offered his hand to Adrienne and walked with her towards Etta and took her hand as well. “As a merchant... I leave for the Dark World realm in a couple of days.” He said and walked with his sisters towards the house. “Come on girls, let’s go play.”

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Shit, she thought over and over again as she dismounted and patted the horse’s neck. “Sorry bud, got lost in thought.” She apologized and walked him towards the water, there had been too many things on her mind lately and she had needed to clear her head, she had heard a couple of whispers about her mood lately, she had been raised for this but all the preparation in the world wasn’t enough, it’s not like she hated her position, she was aware of all the privilege it came with but also all the responsibilities and she loved her realm and its people, she just sometimes wishing ruling came with a break or a vacation here and there, she had been 110 when she was crowned and she hadn’t even made pass her first decade when she had decided that she may be a queen but she was a guardian werewolf, she could handle herself and sometimes she just needed open space and as little freedom as she could make for herself, people knew by now her ‘if you’re going to follow me better not let me catch you’ look and that had been precisely how she had left the castle that morning.

50 years of ruling and now people were approaching her asking her about peace and war and principles and marriage and heirs... the last person warming her bed had complained about her grinding her teeth...

The sounds of steps nearby pulled from her musings. 

“I understand the caution but still, sneaking up on people is rude.”

Location: Divine Forest Hansen’s house

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Svala Hansen @ocean-eyeslnrp

Adrik Hansen @theartofruling

Die walked the familiar path towards home and crouched down as he walked taking care not to make too much noise as he entered the house, he heard some rustling out back and made his way careful not to give himself away.

He was about to jump out the corner and surprise either his mom or dad but then he remembered who his parents were and what he could be potentially walking into and reconsidered.

“Wow... I’ve been out the nest for just a few years...” He knew it was not really that long for them but he liked making an entrance. “And you’ve already forgotten all about me? No welcome party, not even a welcome meal?” He asked with a heavy sigh, he hadn’t exactly let them know he was coming, grandma probably let them know he was thankfully not longer under her roof but he hadn’t exactly decided where he was going next and when he did, making a stop home seemed logically.