#mareonadarkheart

It was a statement. If we like the same drink it seems to only make sense that we should pass some time together. I believe I would enjoy the company. But only if it is agreeable to you as well of course.

“You would do me great pleasure,” Vukasin called down. “Please hold a moment.” So saying they flipped off the chandelier, landed neatly in front of their new drinking buddy, and immediately ducked into a polite bow.

“Hey there, Mareona! I heard from a moderately sized birdy that it’s your birthday today. Just two more to the big 300, ey? I hope this gift serves you well and helps you find, or re-find, something amazing.”

“Ring of Homing” An unimpressive old nail curled in a circle to create a makeshift ring. You may designate an object or being as your “home” and the ring will grow warmer and warmer the closer you are to that object or being. To designate something as “home” you must touch them and recite: “This be sanctuary” and the ring will burn once in acknowledgement. The binding cannot be undone so be sure that whatever, or whomever, you designate as “home” truly is. This ring does not grow frigid with great distances, only warm with proximity.

14. Has your character ever been in love?

Not romantically, no. He has loved deeply, but he realized about a year ago that there’s a difference between that and the traditional meaning of being ‘in love.’

41. Does your character care about how they’re perceived by others? How do they change themselves to fit in with other people?

19. Where in the world does your character most want to visit?Itresa, but not current Itresa. She can go there whenever she pleases with the help of a few contacts and a death wish, but she wants to go back to the Itresa of her childhood. 

17. What is your character’s favorite season?Autumn.

47. How did your character spend their childhood? Where did they grow up/who were their childhood friends? They never really left their village until they were forced to, their mother had always told them that the outside world wouldn’t be as accepting of them as the people in their village was. They grew up in the mountains of Hegaehend, close to the capital. They had a few close friends, their first friend was their neighbor, a half-elf boy named Ayen. They met their other friends Ninette and Valrie, both humans, in school. They also considered their older brothers as their best friends, but wouldn’t have admitted it when they were younger.

“An interesting question…I don’t think there’s anyone I care that much about. Perhaps one of the royals? I’m sure that’d get me some entertainment.”