PurpleRocker Messing Around In The Sims 2 / 3

Lundy (Discontinued)

Lost to move to a different Computer. I don’t know if I should post the drafts. I don't particularly want to, as it got out of hand real quick. I don't know what I was doing, just screenshotting another interesting, and playing with my entertainment in mind, then it got kind of out of hand, and not in a fun way.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Stories (being worked on)

At some point I started a story, I been in passively working on it, and as I started posting more Medieval and other time periods, I don't know if it makes sense to keep posting, but I have been working this story with 2 stories in it, one side is of one, and other is in the other point of view. Different lives but telling a one big story.

Building up the world, locations, Changing Townies, lots, and a bunch other things. Plotting out everything, and Writing out more lore, creating poses and make up CC. Making gifs. Just been working things, out and really want to continue posting these.

The Darkside of Moonridge

A city lies awake at night, live by the sound of parties blaring each night, dominated by Corruption. A breading ground for crime, trouble and weird side of the night. Creature near and far, feed, and leach onto this.

The vampiric Family

Chapter 1 It started off as a Legacy challenge, but I was more interested in telling a story than having a legacy. So it doesn't have the same enough of effort or anything into compared to newer chapters.

Chapter 2 - Coming soon

The criminal empire

Chapter 1

Chapter 2 Learned to make a gif

Meanwhile: I screamed.

Absolutely not! This woman, begone from this land, though she disturbs a father son moment. He barely gets to spend time with his children during his time being sick. Now this townie wants to ruin Joyce's day. You aren’t ruining this family! Bless plague on thou family, for thou shall bear the weight of thou doings. Now shoo! Townie. Venetia Wendelmoet.

She was the cute one too, how dare she, trying to dance with the odds, of this man’s desires against the wishes of his wife. She’s the difference between this man living and dying, the pressure.

I don’t trust her to not ruin things.

Honestly, who won’t be jealous at such a beauty. Joyce out here being beautiful, and honestly Marshal isn’t that good looking, there isn’t uniqueness to him, compared to both of these ladies. This woman can’t even. Begone and be a bed bound maiden for some other creature.

Cheating on a favourite sim, death. No remorse, death, when it naturally comes. Well as natural it can be.

Chicken Space of romance!

These chickens know what they are doing, trapping sims in this hut. Like, true match maker fashion. Leave it up to the chickens.

This chicken space has seen a flurry of romance, ruining the privacy for the 2 sims that can’t be so flirty around others. Can't Gytha chatty with her hubby without her peace being ruined by her brother's drama. Sigeberht needs to be put in a bin.

Oh Sigeberht. He’s bard from the grounds of worship in retaliation, sleeps with his lover in someone else bed, during a feast. Because He is bard, he can't be married, or at least have a recognised marriage that is blessed by the goddess. So by all logic, He was reasonably allowed come up with own way of marriage and court ship. Sleep with together in a public setting, to be declared there lust.

Ew, I hate him. The worse I see him, the more horrid of a sim he comes.

Kimball hoped for the family to be closer maybe bigger. With his cousin’s marrying, him helping around the house, and being a great big brother to Blanch. He was excited to learn what comes from what everyone at that party heard or maybe heard during the night. Maybe another family member.

He got up early, and played with his brother before his parents wake up.

Hurray! The flu! Only in the sims I cheer for sims being plagued. I’m too good with sick sims, not too worried, about them being sick. Nobody in this cold has died from an illness naturally.

It’s been accidental poisoning by me, and ROS roll. First death was accidental poisoning.

Okay, Rovena appeared, univited but always lovely to see her. She’s always welcome, though this a bad time. Cold and flu, and she was pregnant, and hurting from what happened.

She helped around the house, tending to her cousin. Blanch really was adorable, that he got Rovena tending to him, playing with him, giving him all of the love and attention.

I love this household. She hugged her niece good bye, before sending her home with so food as a baby gift. Knowing, that girl will be a lovely mother.

Taxes:

They made: £2631 Tax: £1,052 Tithes: £263 Rent: 250

Parts:

1 : Brotherly love and birthdays

Marsha got sometime to help teach blanch to walk, before:

Before, both started making sounds. Cries and coughs. I worried he’d just suddenly die when he decided to walk in a weird direction. But no.

While Joyce and Kimball spent the moring together.

Joyce: "My sweet boy, you have yet to explore the outside. There is a lot you can find."

Kimball: "like?"

Joyce: "Out there you will meet people. See things that aren't just the gloomy home."

Kimball: "What about you? What about Dad? He's barely stay out of bed before, losing all of his energy taking a bath. What happens if I am away and he dies, and you are alone with Blanch? I've yet to see any good out there, and so much to do here. You need help with taking care for both dad and Blanch."

Joyce: "I don't need the help from my own child. Go outside, enjoy your youth before life takes a short cut to the end. Please. My boy. Have friends, meet people. Just have a friend. Someone. Anyone."

Kimball: "But Mam."

Joyce: "Your dad will be fine. I didn't survive 2 burnings and save you, just to have you be secluded. Now. Consider having a friend."

Kimball: "I'll go out tomorrow."

Got blanch to Walk and potty by Joyce. He’s got all of his skills. I’ve noticed Blanch doesn’t like his mam or his dad. He likes his brother. Add him to the moody blonde children pile. Even then, he doesn't gain relationships at all.

Providing through gardening before the sun comes up.

kimball’s outing during a thunderstorm!

Bolam family and some of the Paschal kids are out on a walk though the woods.

Met T Kroff and spent time with. The pair of them are peaceful friendly kids. However, A friendship between them wasn’t possible under their family’s circumstance. Their mother’s are enemies.

talk to His cousin.

Before Aidric tried to play with Rovena.

Audruc is trying to be friendly, but Rovena wants nothing to do with anyone associated with Annice. Wants nothing to do with anyone from the peasantry that is linked to her family and Annice.

Fishing in a storm.

Later:

Joyce: "You have done a lot of things that have hurt me deeply, and I can't forgive you. Having another child doesn't solve the problem that you betrayed my trust, with the Gentry's wench."

Marsha: "And I want us to move on from that, for out children."

Joyce: "There is no moving on."

Marsha: "Then let me make it up to you. This is a new fresher season, let me give you all you deserve. Let me worship you, and let this be start of something different. Can be meaningless or something new. I can't change how you feel, but we can change how we act around each other. If it's the up keep of appearance or just fill a lustful desire. I would do anything to make you better. Even if It might kill me. I would rather die doing all I can do to keep our family."

Joyce: "You can't talk yourself out of trouble, but maybe, for both needs and our children. We could pretend to that you aren't dying for your sin."

They woohooed 5 times and he still wanted more. I guess he desired his wife, until she couldn’t continue no more, yet wanted more. He really couldn’t woohoo til dawn with her, to make up for all he had done.

In the morning:

Cure for his illness, through the power of pleasing his wife. 5 times, just to be cured in the morning, what madness. The Goddess has spoken, he pleased his wife that good it, it cured him. Putting a whole different meaning to happy wife, happy life.

She was all gushy and lovely to marshal, truly just a frazzled brain moment, after a long night of fun. So, Kimball tended to his brother, while their parents just become so lovey dovey.

Marshal couldn’t believe his wife was the cure to his sickness. He just needed to make her happy. Oh, lord, these sims are out here being weird with perfect timing.

Marshal decided to do business to day, hand out food to family members.

And then Joyce spent time with her niece.

Joyce, was absolutely wanting to one of her nieces, and can't believe, Marsha would surprise her with asking the furthest one to appear. Oh, she was so happy, and couldn't believe that she got to see Gytha, all grown up. She got details of a visit soon to see the twins. She couldn't believe her hears that, her little Gytha had twins.

Parts:

1 : Brotherly love and birthdays

Joyce and Kimball went on a walk, just the two of them to spend sometime together, maybe learns of something, or get something from their wonder.

In return they have a skunk problem.

Kimball watched it roam around, liking a bit crazy, but his curiosity left him standing for a while. I don't like how he looking at the skunk.

Skunk moment.

Next morning: the birthday of Blanch!

Joyce didn’t wait for the others, she was excited to have blanch be a toddler! Who wouldn’t be excited. Her baby boy was turning into a toddler.

The got his mother’s thick blonde hair! And! That nose! I love him!

He’s a little cutie pie! Look at how Joyce he is. That chin! He also has the personality points her too. While Kimball is more Marshal, but kimball is a good boy that loves his family. I love Joyce and her kids. He is a good kid , bit grumpy in personality point but is good. You can be grumpy and be a good person. He just just needs more time developing a relationship with.

And Kimball loves him! He just wants to spend time with him, and adore him. He can’t wait to be the greatest brother ever, wanting to be a good brother.

He came over to his mother with his toy to see Blanch, and got spend time with his teddy and little brother. Two cutie pies being good brother. He just couldn't leave his little brother alone.

Sadly Joyce got sick, but couldn’t rest until both her boys were settled into bed. Where is marshal? Working. He works lates, and with the sickness, Joyce doesn’t want him getting their sons when ill.

As in, that man will continue to suffer for the misdeeds he has done by leaving his life up to chance. He’s really living out here sick for how long?

The following day was Kimball’s birthday and he was excited that his dad was able to spend sometime celebrating today. His needs weren’t dropping as much and it felt like he was on a his way to recovery,

Pretty boy Kimball! He’s adorable. I say that about all of my sims, but I just love them. He gained the easily impressed. He definitely the type of boy the tears up at every achievement his siblings get and I love that for him.

Aspiration: family

Turn ons : Fat and charismatic

Turn off : hard worker

I really want him to get deeply involved with the faith, but due to illness, my plans are on hold for him.

To give Joyce a well needed rest, Kimball tended to Blanch, who seems a bit upset because Joyce needed time to recover.

Parts:

2 - Cure through Woohoo

However, Ravenna didn’t enjoy company others around her, that wondered close to Gytha and tried to personally say goodbye to her.

Gytha was busy, but she could tell she to talk, and Ravenna walked away a little bit conflicted in what thought she could do. She never notice Gytha before, not in any sense. But now she was just her, not her and her sister. She saw something in her.

Maybe she saw company, or just someone to understand her. It really didn’t matter, because her feelings disbanded once the crowd around became too much.

The set of the out went fine. eaforwine did nothing. Didn’t talk to anyone, didn’t seek any daily enjoyment of having anyone around. He just was their spacing out and seemingly not okay, but when has ever been sane enough to feel okay.

Gytha had a lot of bundled nerves rushing through her after her outing. A lot anxiety and stress, from Ravena trying to personally say goodbye to her, made her feel so, a lot of buzzing feelings.

She washed herself before taking her husband’s hand and taking him to the bedroom. Stressing about if it was good enough. Was she good enough? Even if it overall left him feeling nothing. She found it awkward. They didn’t understand why people did this, but maybe they’d understand.

Afterward, they cuddled each other, him, wondering why he wasn’t making her happy, why she always insisted on doing these things that left feel him more uncomfortable. Her believing he was happy with the moment together.

What followed left her unsure about everything she knew?

She oddly enough, threw up. Maybe still sick? Maybe something new ills her? She wasn't sure, nor was she going to make Blake more worried about her, more than he already was. She was aware of how much he likes his alone time, and she felt like the emptiness of the house got a bit alone.

She found herself alone.

She joined him outside, So he wasn't alone, but it was mostly all the same silence that encapsulated them in this awkwardness. While she cowardly hung by his side, He absently fished, not noticing her even being next time her.

He chatted more with the merchant, who seemed always suspicious about the goods. He sold more fish, slowly building a relationship.

She watched the waves hit shoreline, thinking about the the moment she was sick that day. Nothing came of it and it only happened once, maybe she eat too much? She felt relatively fine, all things consider, Possibly, so nothing to worry about.

Now that she was heathy and recovered from her illness, She had time to think about things. What she wanted? A garden. Her family, oh she missed her sister dearly, but didn’t expected her pregnant sister to travel so far to see her. No after what she heard happened to her. It was awful.

Eventually Gytha knew she’ll have a child, but it frightened her to even consider, when she didn’t like how she was feeling daily. Cleaning her hands multiple times, just to feel cleaner. Not now, she couldn’t even fathom how she could even manage.

Blake did so much for her that, she felt guilty that she didn’t know how to cook. Blake just cooks automatically before she gets a chance to think about trying to perpetrate a meal.

Could she even handle children? She figured it would simply come natural once she has a kid, maybe having them might make her thoughts clear about them. She wasn't sure. She simply wanted to figure out how to make Blake happy.

Blake made breakfast the next morning, still tending to her like she was unwell, just hoping it would be enough for her.

Blake: "How did you sleep? You got up early?"

Gytha: "Just needed to use the bucket. Don't you worry too much, I'm well.”

Blake: "It's awful outside, I’d like you to just stay inside today. Okay. Rest up and do something you like."

Gytha: "You act like I've never worked a day in my life." Gytha sighed, feeling hopelessly useless.

Blake: "I don't want anything bad happen to you. Okay. please. Enjoy time indoors?"

Gytha: "Someday can we visit my sister, heard what happened and want to gift her food. Once the illness has gone. None of that, passing it to the poor baby.”

Blake: "When the storm clears up. Maybe.”

Gytha: "how wonderful!"

blake: "Gytha, You will be fine. I’ll keep you safe and happy."

Gytha: "I'll consider your concern, but if I get lonely, I will come talk."

She got lonely, and wanted to check in on him. How he's doing on the whole dead mother experience. She did come off as insensitive but her attempts were lost on him in her approach. She didn’t listen to him, and brought up something he’d rather deal on his own. It really snapped him out his moment of empty headedness.

She went inside with the fish they caught and hung it up.

While he remained outside, letting the rain hit his body, mixing into his tears.

On the edge of the cliff, he sobbed his sorrows into the sea, as cleared up. Alone. He cried for the first time in a long while. He doesn't even remember the last time he cried, but this was most like the first, feeling alone. He was alone and lost. His wife's needs felt too much, and it more than what he was used to.

What was enough? He was very uncomfortable and confused on what to do? She wanted to work alone side him, and then hold his hands, kiss him and want so much more he wasn't sure of. it was all too soon. Too new. It was arranged. Did the have to do any of this if it was just arrange? Was it too soon?

He then went on a mindless wonder, which really didn’t him some good. It really made him happier. While, Gytha worried and stressed about him going missing a couple of hours.

For a while, Gytha Tried to hide the obvious. It really became, apparent. But she’s too worried to bring it up to him, when he already avoiding her, insisting she should talk care indoor things. She's tried not to stress him out with the extra load of work he does. He didn’t even notice.

It didn't take much for the converstation to start, once she joined him outside.

Blake: "Am I doing something well, and feeding you right? I do hope you like the food. Oh wait? Is this that expecting thing?” He tried his best to find the words.

Gytha laughed at his comment.

Gytha: " You mean, carrying a child? I believe so. I was hoping to have someone come over. But it came clear we we are quiet a walk away from family. My family at least. So far that only my brother crazy enough to travel all the way up here. I rather not have him go more coo coo on his baby fever and wife searching."

Blake: "I'm happy, while, thought we'd wait a little longer, I'm fine with this. Are you okay with this?”

Gytha: "You wanted to wait?" She became weird about how she been going about trying to give him love.

Blake: "I wanted to make sure you are well, and happy. I'm not sure, how to give you what you want. I feel like I don't make you happy, or rather I can't, but I’m trying. I don't want to make you feel like you have to do these things just in hoping it might have a chance of making me happy. I'm happy if your happy."

Gytha: "Thought you wanted children."

Blake: "We need a child. Isn't that just part of the arrangement? Just the way things are. We have a child and live out the rest of our lives trying to figure out why we feel the way we do. Why it isn't as natural as the others. It doesn’t matter, either way, we got each other and figuring it out together. Just tell me when and I'll try and be more physical with you, if that is what you want."

Gytha seemed happy with the conversation, or the direction it sent. She was still nervous about a lot of things, but she’ll figure it out with him.

Dinner came:

Gytha: "Thank you for the food, Blake. I know, I should cook more, take away some of that burdon from you. But, I like this."

Blake: "Don't you worry. Just tend to our child, and manage the rest."

Gytha: "Are you sure?" She crept her hand across the table and attempted to hold it. He flinched back. The rejection really does feel more worse, when she seek to reassure him, he didn’t need to do all of the work.

Blake: "Of course, you need to rest, and even after the birth of the child. You'd need to recover. I won't let you strain yourself.”

Gytha: “After our child, Would you still want to do that thing we did. Or are you uncomfortable with that or do you simply not enjoy it?"

Blake: "I'm not sure. Assume not. I do find you pretty, and it’s not about how I feel about you. It’s the act in its self. I brings me little pleasure. You happy brings me better enjoyment than doing something that we don’t enjoy.”

Gytha: "I see."

During the night, as the bright warm season rolled around the corner, the bedchamber of Blake and Gytha filled with cries and wails. The scream of intense labour pain.

Gytha, went into labour. It was intense and unimaginable levels of agony rattling her being, as she creid out for help. Pleading for her life.

She'd never thought it would hurt this, much. It soon became clear why it felt worse.

Twin, born 2 baby, it took a lot from her.

A boy then a girl apparently, happily. Brenric and Lucie. They seem healthy enough though, in the morning, they need go have someone with experience around to check health of them.

They went back to bed, but scolding some after giving birth for making a mess is wild. He is something. love him, and his priorities.

Taxes: What they made: £843 Taxes: £334 Tithes: £84 Rent: 250

Notes: They only have 1 bolt with each other, and, Gytha is more into women than men. Bi but swinging more women. So, they are both awkwardly trying to figure out what will make there lives better for each other, to make the arrangement work and be like a normal marriage.

During her nap. Blake headed outside to ponder on life, doing the one thing he has always done. Fish. He settled by the end of the sea, and fished until the began sun set.

Once she woken, she got dinner, eating alone, taking in the peace and quiet. The first time in her life, has she heard the beauty of silence.

Where there peace, there has to her brother. Why? He came for a talk but, the bathing man in front of the house, said enough. they were busy, and she didn't want to be rose from her sleep once more to deal with family, ruining her peace.

As she heads to clean herself, she took in the moment of her life. Her new gentry. The new found emptiness in her life, gave her time, to wonder of herself. She's always been by her sister's side. Always in the background. What could she do with herself without her sister, or family around. How could she possibly fill the space with anything. The quietness, seemed almost too much of a luxury for her.

Also: Her birthday.

She aged up well. And pretty.

Aspiration: Pleasure / knowledge

Sign: cancer

Sexuality: bi - leaning more women

Personality:

Sloppy | | | | | | |- - - Neat

Shy | | | | |- - - - - Outgoing

Lazy | | | | - - - - - - Active

Serious | | - - - - - - - - Playful

Grouchy | | | | | | | - - - Nice

Traits: Heavy sleeper, Neurotic, Coward, Green Thumb, Neat

She will eventually start a garden but was sorting my mod folder out and something aren’t right, so, I’ll get it sorted. Bring both neat and neurotic sounds tiring, married to a slob.

Awkwardly, and stiffly, Blake pulled her into a kiss deeply. Uncomfortable on his end, and All she ever wanted from him. Some moments of his love. She wanted him to be shown love through physical means, but she'll take what he's willing to give.

Her attempt to show him so love, end up getting turned down. He simply wasn't in the mood to be romanced by his wife. She let it go. She could easily put her wants and need to the side until they are feeling better. He wasn't sick, but he was dealing with the lose of his mother, and a move to a new home. He's worried about his brother.

Gytha started to feel a lot better after a nap, Blake laid close to her, in attempt to comfort her. He wasn't good at expressing his caring of her, but he trying to do something to help her. He's just doesn't know what will make her happy. Despite he worried deeply about food and money.

Gytha was moved by his attempts to care for her. She initiated physical intmacy.

While not assembly trying to have children, in that moment. The desire to experience something with her husband. She didn't know how she was meant to feel in the moment. Awkward and unsure of what she doing.

aftterward, she ate alone, once again. She thought about Blake. How after the awkward experaince, he went right back to work, like it never happened. No chatter. No comverstation. No care. Nothing. It really left her doubting everything. Did She do something wrong? Did She push it? Make him uncomfortable.

It worsened her the taste of her food the more she worried about his happiness. so, She marched herself outside and down to the sea line, where he stood fishing under the spring sun.

She gently touched his face, taking in his gentle smile.

Blake: "Is there something you need?" Gytha: "Just checking in on you? Do you need help?" Blake: "Oh no. Don't worry about me, you should be resting. Go rest. I'll make dinner to night." Gytha: "You made breakfast." Blake: "You need to rest. Please. Rest."

Gytha simply smiled, anything she'd say, he'd try and do for her.

As Promised,

He Prepared dinner for tonight, at time, catching glances of his wife glancing at him. Redness warmed his cheeks as her attention felt too much. It felt odd. Differently odd, in a nice way. How he been looking forward to having dinner with her.

Blake finally smiled, and laughed.

Gytha: "Oh, and my auntie ran around after us, taking good care of us. She really love us like her own. It was such chaotic but we loved them, despite our harships."

Blake: "Sounds fun. Just been me and my mam. She was all I knew. Keeping her happy through work and keeping us afloat at a young age."

Gytha: "was she a good mother?"

Blake: "Was Annice good to yous?"

Gytha: "Rovena never knew her for a good portion of the time. She utterly refused to talk to her or listen to a word she said. She wanted out of the house. She was lovely to me and s. And her son. Becket. He was so sweet towards me and Rovena. Sometimes, he'd keep us safe."

Next morning: Blake's birthday

He wasn't happy. Not one bit, but He shouldn't worry Gytha with himself. That wasn't her job to worry about him, she should be happy and enjoy the life he can give her.

Aspiration: knowledge /

Sign: Gemini

Personality

Sloppy | | | | - - - - - - Neat

Shy | | | | | | | - - - Outgoing

Lazy | | | | | | | | - - Active

Serious | | | - - - - - - - Playful

Grouchy | | | - - - - - - - Nice

Traits: Insane, slob, absent-minded, party-animal, born salesperson

They moved in during the market day, so he couldn't give food to the Local merchant. He didn't know the merchant to even invite him over to give him goods, so he got out of the house.

Blake went out to sell his fish at the local market,

He had a pleasant chat.

He sold the fish!

But, Sigeberht somehow is a good brother to T.A Kroff. Seeks no violence, no aggression no anything of the same nature he hold with his step-brother and sister. He talks, gossips, and plays with him.

He was eating, and he knows behind his parents are being gross. They are kissing and expressing the undying love to each other, and Kroff is degusted.

The evil Cousin - I mean, Artie, wanted to talk to Kroff. Poor kroff.

THE SHORT ARC OF SIGEBERHT'S CHURCH ARC!

He came Daw, on a stroll through the area, chatting with a few locals.

Sigeberht stopped him for a delightful chatter, that went as well as all chats do with him. Half good, half bad.

He was invited to visit the church for a pray to wash way the any bad luck the family held with their actions.

He did just that, a nice walk to the local place of worship, maybe be granted so good luck on his goals for a wife. If his ways to have a wife can’t work, then who else but powers of a god might help.

When he stepped foot onto the sacred place, his eyes narrowed instinctively to the woman desires bloom for.

As they do, natural, He brought her in to his embrace, a fleeting moment he relishes tastefully, placing a gentle welcoming kiss upon hers.

How he dream of children with her. Her beauty alone holds all he needs. A family.

However:

Their conversation, with all their bitter chatters, went stale and bland as soon as he began to chat about anything. Not all people marry for love, she seeks money, he seeks to have children? Not love. Her? Intimacy?

They moved inside of the structure, to him be line it to his sister.

He yelled, screamed and slapped, pushed and argued with her. Not caring of the rules of the place. She carries a child, and yet he seek to do her harm.

Then:

Back to romancing up his idealised lady. He will have to come up with a different plan to find a wife.

So many people seen that, people of more importance than him saw that. Solomon saw it, and even if they aren't that friendly with the maxwell's, They have no probelm with Rovena.

Either werewolf violence or normal guards getting involved. There will be consequence and a 5000 fine.

At home: as the day settled to a close, and peace finally settled for once, Annice and Beowulf found themselves admiring each other.

Sharing the evening in each other’s embrace, they finally alone time. The sweetness of their lips, as beowulf took her to the bedroom to get away from Kroff, who kept trying to standing between them.

Once they trapped themselves in the room, they were finally alone.

Kroff kept trying to intrude on their time. He needs to learn personal space.

Sigeberht and Kroff being adoring brothers to each other. Kroff is so joyful, I love him, he just needs friends!

kroff, once more, invading spaces with family, and what happened to the never nude trait? It working before, this is the worse time.

Love that, thanks. Nothing tends to be trying to kill them, so glad the rocks decided to be set on fire! Really cool of them. Their hardships are of their own doing, death doesn’t touch even them.

Nobody likes them, not even death.

Morning loving between these two, as I’m fully aware of how long Annice is alive for. Death really out her not wanting even collect her. They get to grow old together in each other’s arms.

Day 6 came, and so did the arrival to the household, Cleopas.

Before light break out across the land, he walked around the corner to find his new home, until he’d old enough to adventure out.

Beowulf chatted away with the new member of the family, seeming unsure, but believes in his wife’s wishes. They got along well.

But not them. Not at first. I’m sure Sigeberht won’t terrorise another person. Maybe. I sure he won’t.

The family took the morning to spend time with each other. Playing games and finally, no fights. No yelling or screaming between siblings. The first weekend that was filled with peace. Finally!

Good all having fun between the boys.

Birthday of Sigeberht:

He doesn't get any better. He committed to his obsession. Either he gets what he wants or he becomes a out law, or a outcast. I don't think the out laws would want this man, too much of a risk on their end. They have standards, and he attacks family, that isn't by blood.

Family / Sign: Sagittarius Sexuality: Straight

Sloppy | | - - - - - - - - Neat Shy | | | - - - - - - - Outgoing Lazy | | | | | | | | | - Active Serious | | | | | | | - - - Playful Grouchy | | | | - - - - - - Nice

Traits : Evii, Sailor, Excitable, Clumsy, never nude* (Need to re-download the other mods for it)

ACR Settings:

Ideal Family Size: 7 Fertility: 87

Sigeberht went to wondering through the woods, to collect the spring bloomed berries, and suddenly from the distance. His eyes laid softly upon the gem of his nightly outings. The woman that seeks nothing of him, yet has his glaze for her beauty.

He approached the maiden and greeted he only thing he could do when he seem her. Share a kiss. As one does.

His attempts to deepen their connection has never succeeded as this woman hold many thought opposite to his. Not his attempt to fear monger with tall tails of the supernatural or details of simple things in life.

Nothing truly got her to agree with him, but sweetheart of her beauty. Details of herself, soft whispers, and gentle kisses. Nothing else would win her heart to him outside of words about herself.

One might think He should take the hint and find someone else to seek. Yet, his heart is set on this one woman that’s not double his age, married or out of his range. And wasn’t his stepmother’s sister.

He rather trouble himself with a woman he often only sees under the light of the moon.

Annice with her son, T.A Kroft and hushand, simple once more.

Annice, aiming for long enough to out live her enemies.

Part 2 - Sigeberht goes to church

Everyone is sick! Gytha better not die before she has a child.

They left in some sort of condition. Cold. Sick. Whatever, and Blake worried of his dear old mam. Would she manage by herself, but he knew better to underestimate the woman that raised him all by herself. He still worried.

Melba got to work teaching her youngest son, this skills.

Spending days trying and tenting to his needs, while being unable to gather food, or do anything else, do to the ponds still being frozen. It was just her doing what she could while, the land was still Frozen with snow, (Turned snow on ground but learned it doesn't solve anything)

By time it was Friday, fishing became accessible, despite her getting up their in age, she did her best to try and bulk up and replenish the food that was lost during the winter.

Saturday, was the birthday of Cleopas, but before daylight broke, the air became still. The room darkened, as the moment that I hope would be later rather than now, come, as the presents of death himself wrapped from the shadows.

5th death of old age came to be, and melba fought for her life, to live. For her sons, but it was her time. She in her sleep, passed, while her son, layed on his bed.

Cleopas aged up moments later once 5am come.

The uncertain of his future was around.

The round for ended for this household at Day 6, As his relocation to Whittemoree will happen during their round on Day 6. Whittemorees need more children in there care. Annice to this kid, since Annice and Melba were close friends.

Taxes:

What they Earned: £7,661

They in tax: £3,064

With the force ment of his mother, Aldric said sorry.

Aldric: “I know, I wasn’t thinking, I shouldn’t have took my unhappiness out on you.”

Eldrida: “We were meant to be friends. What happened to helping each other and always being there we need each other. Your sorry means nothing when you took my trust in you and shattered it.”

Aldric: “I’m trying to make it up to you,”

Eldrida: “you simply can’t! Why would I forgive you when you slapped me! I did nothing to you, and you just slapped me! Then thought I won’t tell mam about it!”

Aldric: “I get i hurt you, but mam’s says we can’t be fighting. So please.”

Eldrida: “Annice literally tried to burn her husband’s sister. Artie is a little-“

Aldric: “come on.”

Eldrida: “Listen to my words, we are no longer friends, no longer. You have hurt me in ways and trying to use mam words to make things go away. I’m seek no early death from upsetting the gods and the land around us. So please, think about what you done and try again when you actually mean it.”

Aldric: “fine, I’ll prove it. Just you wait.”

Their relationship tanked, and stopped being bff, best friend and friend after he apologised. She won’t tolerate being slapped.

Aldric hugged Artie. He cared about his little brother, more and more each day.

Threw a gathering with the Paschals and cokese because some of the guest don’t enjoy outings:

Archie began playing with Ulger.

Then I realised my mistakes:

He wasn’t sick. Now he has pneumonia, completely forgetting I was toying with Marsha’s health out of spite. Didn’t realise he was still sick.

Meanwhile:

Eldrida and Edite playing catch, while Solomon waits for his turn to give his attention all to his wife.

Ulger stuck around to play with Artie. Finally someone wants to be Artie’s friend. Artie didn’t get alone with Ember, or gaunliena. Godith ditched.

And also: Percival put he’s happy to around others.

Eldrida complimented Percival, while they didn’t get on well, she’s enjoyed the chatter with someone new.

The gathering was a total success!

Percival walked by, howled. Blessing the family with protection.

The odds: they got blessed by the werewolves and now this happened. Clearly not that type of protection. The odds.

Taxes:

Earned: £6,709

Taxes: 2,684

They paid to get out of peasantry:

Rent : 250 + 15,000

Peasants pay their lords to move up:

The common cold is that too common.

Artie terrorising locals.

The twins before bed, chatted away, like their little brother wasn't around.

Next day was their birthday!

The 2 cuties have came to an age where they can start helping their parents.

Eldrida is a romance. Aidric is a Knowledge

Sent the Earna, Artie and Eldrida to the the forest to gather things, and saw this these two betting along!

Gaunliena and Temperance playing tag. I love see these cousins spend time together.

Artie tried to make a friend, but he's coming off too strongly. I hope he finds some friends.

He is a a practical man, and learns fast, and quite handy as well, as he helps his dad with giving wood to the locals and fix the broking bath.

They kind of can't go without being around one of each other for too long, and they value each others opinions a lot of matters, leaving them.

So glad Artie found someone to talk about guts and gore with. Glad the local peasantry are still something.

He's unhappy. He feels unfulfilled in his life, there isn’t much he can truly do without feeling like feelings like he’s not useful for the family. He doesn’t know how to help his parents with his quick understanding of things.

Earna and Guy got some alone time from the kids, (ignore Aldric, he's in his sister's bed) But they had a lovely moment together, and him rolling to want to be a werewolf.

Which made me realise their money situation. I thought about it, and came to nice idea, of having them get out peasantry, into Yeomanry. Earna and Guy can set up their kids for a better life. Both boys can do something that isn't completely different from what they are learning from their parents. Woodcutting, Woodwork. Then can have a nice home, with trees on them, so they can use the tree on their lot, and not daily going in and out of community lots and risk getting sick.

Eldrida has wider range of suitors Aldric wants to be a werewolf as well. Artie can be a danger to others without it causing a problem.

I love these two, and I can't believe they are getting up there is age.

She's kind of in a brooding mood, nightly woodcutting to clear her mind from the day.

Early morning came, and first up was Eldrida, and began helping her parents with log cutting, just to get it off their mind, so they can spend more time with her little brother.

Don't think it hasn't gone unnotice, as dawns morning glow resonated across the land, her lovely twin brother saw her hard at work.

Despite his bad mood, he tended to his sister, thanking her by being her a back rub.

Aldric cleaned up after his sister.

After the days work has finished, the twin made food, and chatted about their younger brother.

Then he appeared, to his daily routine of taking a nap before bed. Thanks kid. They remained deeply quiet after he showed up. Not even a whisper was given.

Aldric cleaned up and excuse himself to outside where he:

Yelled and struggled with a lot on his mind, feeling like he wasn't doing enough, hasn't good enough with his skills, nothing he did made him any better. While his twin sister was enjoying life.