#bleak courage

@lunaliee

The woods that loomed over head were tall and full of pines, with the scent of rain looming in the air. Of course, It hadn’t rain yet to the blond’s knowledge as he continued trudging along the path. The soil under his feet did appear to have collected quite the amount of moisture from the air. A small sigh leaving him.

The hopes of finding shelter in which to stay under were not fulfilled as droplets began to hit his head, until a full downpour began to occur. It wasn’t until many minutes had passed that he had come across a form of alcove in the side of a hill. Drenched head to foot unhappily with his still stubborn ahoge bobbing in the air, he took a seat on the ground. Slightly shivering from being wet and cold. He’ll manage though. 

Emil sat in the center of the boat as it rolled over the waves and caused his stomach to churn. He wasn’t typically one for motion sickness, as he could handle carriages and what have you. Today, however, was a struggle.  It was possibly due to the fact he had eaten a relatively large meal before departure.

He insisted that if he stayed in the center of the boat, he would coax himself away from the need to throw up over the side. He would cringe as it would say too far one side before bobbing back. What he was destracting himself with was looking at a girl with black long hair and a.... pretty revealing outfit. However, he wasn’t looking at her weird aesthetic taste in fashion, he was focused on her face. He mused to himself what could possibly be on her mind with stern features like hers. In a way.. She looked like a hawk to Emil. One that had yet to devour it’s prey. He kind’a admired it in a way as he felt he could never appear like that even if he tried. He tilted his head off to the side, ahoge bobbing along and kept his steady green hues on her.  

The sun kissed the horizon and began to dip below, casting the sky with brilliant shades and hues. Emil Had just exited some patch of woods and was able to take in the sight.

Farther off in the distance, seemingly admiring the view of the sunset, was another blond. Emil, curious as he could recognize his own hair style anywhere with the bobbing cowlick, went up to the other who wasn’t too far off.

@isaaccecilbryant

Walking along cobbled streets of lightly bustling people. Emil was sitting on the bench taking a bit of a load off from so much walking. He had gotten slightly lost in the town while looking for an weapon smith, to see to his weapon getting repairs. This city was too big though.

Across the cobbled streets seem to be a boy with blue hair. Which reminded him of his Friend Regal-- However way too feminine in the face. There was also the matter that he was positive Regal had no kids. Hadn’t forgiven himself for his beloved’s death or something.

Emil was wondering about, sight seeing, and checking the place out. Might as well since he was going to be here for a long time. It was called eternity for that reason he was sure. He had wandered to the gardens looking around and observing. One thing he didn’t know if he was even going to need his sword. Everything was so peaceful. He was currently half contemplating leaving nether traitor, his sword, back at his room.

“U-Um.. Excuse me?” Emil asked nervously. Why was he even talking to the beautiful lass? Well, that would be because he needs help getting his stupid fire pup to stop trying go near her to possibly check out. Honestly, Emil wasn’t sure why Iord was so fixated on wanting to perhaps get a sniff of her.

Emil was crestfallen. Granted, that woman from before was.. well.. informational slightly. However, the thoughts kept swirling around his head. Demise? Passage? Erased Memories? What was going on? She was hospitable and kind at least. That Emil was certain of, thanks to the given bag of stuff...Though she seemed sad, and it bugged Emil to a certain degree. He assumed Passing meant he died. Wasn’t he supposed to return to Ratatosk if he did? Or did something very bad happen. He couldn’t remember. Well she did say some memories are erased.

Emil had been wandering, somewhat quite idle, lost in thoughts before bumping into a female. He snapped out of it and took paces back.