#fantasy verse

Comedic Relief Starters

Was Sun kidding or serious?

Jalon offered her usual soft and serene smile. "Self-deprecating humor is...unhealthy at best."

A pause as she mulled over her next words, and then, "I apologize for my rudeness before."

Lori looked at Ingvar with an awkward smile with a hint of distress to it as she nodded in agreement,” you can say that again…getting lost in the woods is by no means a good way to meet someone…” she admitted softly with a slight stutter.

“But at least…neither of us are alone. Being alone especially in this forest is never a good idea. I have heard rumors. Gods know if they’re true…but you can’t be too careful,” she added in a ramble due to her anxiety as she frantically looked around as if double checking to make sure that her hopes were correct.

Haven’t posted to this blog in a minute bc I’ve been very obsessed with Sf/Dawtde and that’s what I’ve been posting about on my main but here’s more of my fantasy-verse OCs! Info under the read more :P

A hooded figured walked up towards the guild. He was pointed in this direction for provisions. Apparently this was the place he should go to look for aide. An inn keeper had given him the tip and hopefully it was out of kindness and not scam.

Kisumi walked carefully around the corner and saw the stables. A beautiful grey horse caught his attention. The thing about Kisumi was he was always a sucker for animals of any kind. The large mare just gave him that doe eyed expression and he couldn’t help himself from stopping to greet the other before heading inside.

In a local pub a group of loud yet civil visitors were having a blast. The alcohol was flowing, the music made by them filled the surrounding streets. It was a good vibe all around. Finishing his next mug with beer, he looked at the other guests at the pub.

"Hey there, does a gal want a drink with some festive lads?"

Muse: Aenwyn, elf

The Barbarian King Tryndamere had descended upon the battlefield, his sift blade cut down his enemies wit a master stroke filled with an unnatural rage, his challenging howls made his opponents tremble in terror and the battle ended on a disharmony of blood and mayhem.