#voidcarcharocles

Of course she would find him wherever he was.  He could have been in the depths of the endless abyss, dead or dying, and her voice would reach him.  She was one of few he ever cared to listen to, purposefully pausing whatever he was doing only to listen even if it may not be important.  From her, he would tolerate it.  From anyone else, he would never listen again.  This was the love and adoration he held for Favrielle Emberdusk, his sister despite their heritage. One ear flicked in irritation at the intrusion, taking a deep breath only to draw on his patience.  “Favrielle.” He said out loud, again, another way to center himself and bring himself back to reality.  There were worse times she could interrupt.  At least this was just a meal. “I am hu-haunting the Ghostlands.” He corrected himself, looking down at his meal with a slight disgust.  With a small and rather unceremonious thud, he left the creature to the elements, pulling a small handkerchief from his pocket to make sure no remnants of dinner remained.  “I can come to you.” He said to no one in particular though the knew she heard through the communication connection.  Truth be told, he was surprised she had not just appeared.  Was Favri honoring his privacy nowadays? That was a miracle.

I’m sure this will be the one everyone hates me for but I do really think if people are unsure of playing a different gender than themselves that they should feel free to ask a person of that gender. I’ve seen one too many times where females are played... questionably. Mostly the ones who like just use them to be ultra slutty with no real personality or make them lesbians but like offensively. As a gay female, I find this troubling.

Imogen! I’ve been neglecting her lately, poor thing.

This is a two-part answer!

I kind of have a sixth sense about Kyle’s guild members, usually after just meeting them once. It’s been proven correct on multiple occasions, to the point where Kyle now listens to me when I say, “this person is trouble, you need to not have them in your guild.” Nine times out of ten, I don’t have anything specific that I can point to, just a hunch when I realize that someone is going to cause trouble in an OOC manner (usually by treating other guild members or else people the guild interacts with like crap). 

If Nath’s sitting, he tends to prop his chin up with a palm and he’ll end up -really- leaning into it as time goes on. If he’s standing, he tends to rub at his forehead a lot and, if he can’t handle it anymore, he starts listing to one side.

And since @smith-hadeon asked the dancing question too, I saved one part for this!

Faaaavri. Lady Favrielle Embermirth, I’ve found out, but...nah, that just makes her sound stuffy. So, Favri, though I’ve gotta remember to be polite when I meet her in person which isn’t too often. She’s pale and a little shorter than me, with long black hair and these green fel scars...(tracing lines on her face) like this. Squishier than me, too, but she’s a tailor and also a noble so she never has trouble finding fancy robes that fit. Her eyes are even brighter green than mine, and I think I spotted some of that nail discoloration felbloods get, so she must be a really powerful warlock.

...Or a secret felblood, but then why would she still be a secret? Unless she’s an evil secret, which I don’t think she is. She struck me as just super nice, and she’s got pet bats. I don’t think you can be totally evil if you have cute pets that love you. And we talked fashion last time we met! It’s so nice having people who get your style.

Hmm, let’s see now. Mierette Mornsong. She’s about...yea high...(indicating a point several inches above her own head), with long reddish hair and bright blue eyes. I mean, bright. Literally. It’s a Quel’dorei thing. Wiry, athletic-looking, usually totes around a really nice crossbow and wears this leather and mail armor that...well, it’s not bad but it usually looks like she’s been dragged through a thornbush. She’s kinda pale and freckly once she scrubs the mud off though. And she’s got the cutest pet fox and she let me pet him, his name’s Llwynnog!

Whassat? Personality? Oh, she’s great. She likes to party a little more than I do--I know, I’m boring--but she tells hilarious jokes and she’s always up to punch evil right in its ugly face. I’m super, super proud to be in the Crusade with her, she’s the best scout and I miss her while I’m stuck here on Argus. We write letters, though! I’ve gotta keep her updated on my kill count.

So. You’d like to know about Dame Dawnringer? Well, I’m afraid I can’t tell you much, sorry about that--never met her in person, I don’t think. We’ve just got similar scholarly interests. Y’know, Old Gods, Sha, that kind of ooky-spooky stuff. She’s a fantastic scholar, though--I own a bunch of her books! I kind of want to know how she got her research done...