PHANTOM TREASURE !

. #TRESTOLE An indie, selective blog for a fandomless original character ( Dana Feliko ) based on the concept of a phantom thief with many layers of mystery to uncover about her true identity, a life on the run and a soul chained to inevitable death. Written and developed by roxy,  established since august 2019 - revamped as of december 2022. PLEASE READ RULES BEFORE INTERACTING.

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Prince vc: Pranking my ' sister ' tehe

Pierro: He came once be the house of hearth to relay something to father, and that pretty much was the only time i saw him up close in person. I guess if you could assign people to define words, that man would represent the definition of a walking paradox. His presence alone was both the emptiest blank page you ever saw and the most overwhelmingly complex thing you laid your eyes on. Something to make your stomach turn and you don't even know the reason why.

Capitano: If fate had it that i wouldn't meet father, then the one other Harbinger i could see myself serving under would be Lord Capitano. Everything is subjective, each person has different views about what qualifies, for example, strength. For some, its only about physical power, some only consider true strength as something of the mind, but its rare for someone to embody all kinds of interpretations of that word. Physical, emotional, spiritual and mental strength. No matter what kind of way someone sees strength as, everyone agrees that he is the one to rule it.

Ill Dottore: *Uncomprehensive growl* if you say that again i will kill you where you stand over and over AND OVER AGAIN !!!

Columbina: I do feel for her struggle to fit into this world, even with the effects of the potion wiped clean, my memory about my origin is still very blurry, however something in me is still clear at least, and that is a feeling in my gut. And let me tell ya, my gut never made a mistake before. Ugh….there it goes again, i thought too much on it and now i got a headache again. Sigh, sometimes i wish i could be as carefree as she is.

Arlechino: Father is the beginning and end of my existence. Without her, i wouldn't be who i am and where i am today, i owe her everything. My life, my fate, my ending, i will be by her side until the end, i will be her sword until i break.

Pulcinela: Ew………i hate politicians, just as much as nobility, royalty and other rich people. Ugh, now my day is ruined.

Scaramouche: There is not much to talk about when it comes to the 6'th seat. Mostly because when i do say something about it, people think im crazy or making stuff up. But if there HAS been someone on the 6'th seat, let's say that maybe he still didn't grow enough to fit in that huge coat just yet. But he surely did grow in other departments, or so i would think. Perhaps that person would've even found a place to really call it home. Would he have regretted ever seating on that seat ? Well i don't know, i'm not in his head to see, and i think that's none of our business to ask.

Sandrone: Her tea parties are quiet relaxing, altho its a disappointment she is so rigid when it comes to what is allowed on the menu for said parties. Something to tingle the senses once in a while would be welcomed, but then again, she didn't yet outgrown her stiffness and stubbornness, altho she shows signs of perhaps trying to be more flexible these days.

Pantalone: Ha…hahahahaha…..hm, sorry sorry, its just so funny to see his precious reserves are finally so close to depleting. Hm ? mora ? Oh no, im talking about that, if anything, i think he could be buried in mora when it comes to it. No no, im talking about his precious elixirs, i don't know how many he has left, but one thing its clear, with the main supplier GONE, his days are numbered. Hahaha…..and when the day of his last breath comes, i wish i could watch those last breaths myself and note " What a useless investment " before his life is thrown away.

𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐒 & 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐒

" The word you're looking for is embarrassed " Adjusting in her seat, she gives the pint in her hand a slight stir, golden orbs lingering on the crisp, glossy liquid swirling within. An ever-so-subtle rainbow sheen glides along the surface. How cute, someone thinks he's onto something. Well if anything, she was in need of something stronger tonight, so might as well take the free kick.

" Perhaps if you stop waisting your time with your useless little pranks, you might actually get some more kills in " she hums with a closed eye grin, dowing the pint in one breath before slaming it back on the counter, flicking the empty thing back towards the ever so welcoming bartender, for which one could use that sharp glare of his that she fixated her with since she set foot into the tavern, to establish a knives shop. Harvesting that glare and turning it into actual blades of all sorts, it would sure be a hit.

She rolls her eyes, archons, are all people in mondstat lacking all manners of tact and subtlety? Well, seeing how the redhead behind the bar does not give any signs of actually willing to refill her drink for the night, she takes it as her cue to move to another establishment for the time. She rose from her seat, as stable and alert as the moment she was when walking inside, at most, a slight tingle in the back of her throat, and a tinge of annoyance still fresh. Throwing the other one last glance to share.

" Oh by the way, it made the drink salty, you might wanna adjust your dosage ' captain ' and since im such a kind soul, i'll call the score even between us since YOU are gonna pay this round. " she waves him good bye and its out the door before the other could lay any protests about it.