Oct 7, 2019
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Haurchefant Greystone1.) Loyalty2.) Pride in his duty3.) Kindness
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💖
send ‘💖’ and my muse will list 3 things they like about yours.
Haurchefant Greystone1.) Loyalty2.) Pride in his duty3.) Kindness
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💪: My Muse witnesses your Muse coming back from / working out in the gym
The snows of Coerthas were light that day, and the warrior’s training intense as he worked with the knights of Camp Dragonhead. Coming in from the training grounds the miqo’te had his tabard slung over one arm, bare skin to the chill of the light snowfall. Each tiny flake melting the moment it touched his skin, and winding its way down past sinew and muscle as he laughed quietly with one of the knight’s accompanying him.Each little flake flows down over toned form, deeply tan from the lominsan sun, catching here and there on the odd scar that litter the bard’s torso. One hand is run through his shaggy blue and black hair, which has come out of it’s trademark foxtail, flowing freely around his shoulders save where it stuck to sweat and snow sheened skin.
“Oh, is that for me?” When he sees Haurchefant, waiting with a cup of hot coca in one hand and his trademark grin, it’s all the miqo’te could do not to grin back, striding forwards and into his office, taking the cocoa on the way by, and settling next to the fire, to sit and chat, his tabard, soaked, draped over the back of a chair to dry by the fireplace.
I’ve got you
The miqo’te’s grasp slipped, before he tried again. They had to get these damned-able eyes away from Estinien! He was failing.. He couldn’t fail.. Couldn’t fail another friend dammit! He was covered in the gore of the fight on the bridge, he kept slipping in it, trying desperately to help Alphinaud free Abruptly he felt warmth, wrapping around his shoulders, hands focusing on his own. The light that surrounded him, if it could have a scent, smelled vaguely of .. firewood... and chocolate? His eyes widened as he glanced to the side. The soft smile was familiar, translucent though the light was. “Don’t worry my friend...” The apparition slid a hand across his cheek, brushing the blood free of it, “.... I’ve got you...” before his hands reached around the miqo’te once more, resting upon J’areth’s own. Together, pulling, to free the Dragoon.The rest of the moments went by as a bit of a blur, J’areth’s mind lost in that heavy scent, and warmth, one which would have him curled in his bunk, alone, and trembling for some time.
If we die tomorrow, I want you to know that you were the (best/worst) thing to ever happen to me.”
Glancing up from the mug in his hands, he raised a brow. “What?” He wasn’t certain he had heard that right, but the ever enthusiastic smile upon his late night chatting companion was ever visible, if there was a softer side to it.
“You heard me correctly my friend. Spending time here, when you can spare the hours, to listen to your exploits and adventures.. It has been some of the best times I have ever had.” The knight beamed, glancing away into the fire.
Little did he know, that very conversation would warm his heart for days to come.
Dear former potential lover,
A strand of moonlight glitters across the sands of my memory and i think back to a path never taken, a hand never grasped, lips never kissed and ears never graced with whispers of adoration... I look back and I think of you... You who touched me so completely, Heart, Body and Soul. I go on, I do what I do, because of you, and what you meant to me. I lied.. when I told you I was well. When I said goodbye.. when I smiled for you, that last time. I wanted to scream, I wanted to bellow to the heavens to undo what had been done.. but instead, I smiled. Because I would do anything you asked of me... no matter how small.
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((first of all, How dare! sadcatte....Second...))
J’areth was always happy to return to Dragonhead, to the knight with the jubilant smile and the heart of gold. Handsome, eloquent, always there for a friend, always smiling. He was everything the Miqo’te could have hoped for. Every time he returned was a time he wished he could have stayed. If he had been allowed to fully trade in his bow for his harp... he would have.