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((Neat! I'm almost back to where I was before I got distracted with other muses. I would do a follow forever or something, but I just did one of those on another rp blog of mine like yesterday or so. Still, I really appreciate that there's still a decent number of you enjoying this blog. Thank you. ^^))
{❦} "Hmm...it seems kinda quiet. Maybe I was out too long." the white-haired youth said with a sigh, as he looked around the town.
((I know I still have a long way to go on it, and this isn't how you'll start out. But, I just thought I'd share with you guys a brief idea of what sort of game I'm making about my world and my OC's. Later on, I will reduce the starting party to just Lloyd, and most likely re-edit the current menu portraits so that they'll be a bit cleaner and not have the white outlines.))
Sheena wasn’t someone of peeking at what people spoke when thinking aloud, or even offering help to strangers. But seeing someone with a somehow troubled expression brought her curiosity. Was this person lost? Maybe troubled?
"Huh, are you okay there?"
{☩} "Oh, I'm fine. I was just thinking of my parents, since they haven't sent any letters or anything since I joined the Fiendfolk Liberation Corps." the young, bat-winged girl replied looking up at the dark-haired kunoichi with a smile. "Oh, right! My name's Vynia Ardavia...but you're welcome to just call me Vynia."
Trebony stretched her hand out to the person before her. "I don't think we've met. In Trebony Devoss." She said in a friendly tone.
"Nice to meet you, Trebony. My name is Vynia Ardavia, but you may simply call me Vynia if you wish." the young succubus replied with a smile, accepting the other’s handshake. Though the truth was that she was the daughter of a Demon Lord, and therefore a princess of sorts, she wasn’t always very fond of formalities. So, she didn’t mind discarding them in place of casual greetings such as handshakes every once in a while.
((...I feel as if they unfollowed me due to my occasional stupidity. Sorry, whoever you might have been. =/))
"H-Huh? How do you know my name? Outside the city of Asgard? Where is this city may I ask? And I’m currently trying to go to an Inn." This was rather strange. How did she knew his name without him even introducing himself. Was that a power or something? And what’s this about a Liberation Corps. Was this corps an army or an organization? "And may I also ask what’s the Liberation Corps?"
"Err...what? I just meant to say 'mister'. I don't know where that 'Luke' came from. I'm sorry." the girl replied, equally confused. He hadn't said his name yet, where had she gotten 'Luke' from? She felt pretty dumb for that now. How could she call him by name if he hadn't told her what his was yet. "A-Asgard's just north of here. It's kinda hard to miss, what with the castle and all. And uhh...as for the Liberation Corps, we're a small group of freedom fighters. W-We're fighting to bring peace to the many tribes and nations that make up this world." she said, still embarrassed from that odd mistake she'd made.
Looking around at his unfamiliar surroundings, unsure of exactly where he was, Noctis breathed a frustrated sigh, his shoulders slumping dejectedly. He knew it was a bad idea to stray from the beaten track. In the midst of internally berating himself, he heard the voice of the young female and canted his head as an awkward half smile, spread across his lips while a blush bloomed on his cheeks. “I most certainly did get lost. Could you possibly help me find my way?” he asked softly, his voice almost a whisper.
The girl bearing bat-like wings would sigh as well, finding it strange for someone older than her to get lost, much less come to her for directions. Still, if this man was from a different world it would make some sense why he had gotten lost so easily in a town he hadn't been to before. Most likely he probably hadn't even thought to buy a map of Asgard City yet. And he may not have even had a World Map on his hands either, at least not one of Paragon III anyways.
"I think you're a bit old to be getting lost like this, mister. But, I guess if you're from some other world I could understand. You could probably buy a town map at the local item shop if you need to. Do you need me to lead you there?" she replied. Offworlders sure were strange sometimes, she thought.
"U-Uh hey there! And frankly yes. I’m kinda lost with my partner here and we need directions really badly." This place reminds Luke of the Malkuth empire army base and was quite bother by the girl. Was she a demon or something? Any who, It doesn’t really matter. He wanted to find an Inn and rest.
"Oh. Well, this is the base camp of the Fiendfolk Liberation Corps, just outside of the city of Asgard. Where exactly were you headed, Mister Luke? I'm not exactly from Asgard, but I've gotten used to it a bit since I joined the Liberation Corps." the girl replied with a smile. She noticed he seemed uneasy around her though, maybe it was because of her wings. Not many people from other worlds were used to seeing people with wings of any sort it seemed. Though, Vynia wasn't quite sure why having wings or bat wings would be so rare. Surely there were winged races in other worlds as well.
"Who are you?"
"Who? Me? M-My name is Vynia Ardavia, sir. I’m err…well, my father is a Demon King, so I’d take it you could figure out what that makes me…"
"Huh? What are you all doing here? Did you get lost or something?" a young, bat-winged girl asked the unfamiliar travelers who had stumbled upon the Liberation Corps base of operations. Were they here to enlist in the liberation? Or had they just gotten lost making their way around the town? It certainly seemed more like the second case from the looks of things.
This includes not only if our characters haven’t met yet, but even if they already have.
"Are you lost?" 'And you are?” "Who are you?" "I don’t think we’ve met." "How old are you?" "How long have you been there?" "Can I trust you?" "Who do you think you are?" "Are you wearing my clothes…?" "You’re cute." "Would you like to go on a date with me?" "People are watching." "Be Careful!" "Help me!" "I’ve got bad news." "Hate to break it to you.. but ___ is dead." "I will never forgive you." "I’m sorry…" "Why are you so angry?" "Just kill me!" "This is where it ends." "Victory!" "Stay close!" "Watch it!" "Why don’t you hate me?!" "You can’t just give up… not now!"
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{☩} “I wonder how mother and father have been. It’s been quite some time since I took leave of Carnwennan.” the young succubus muttered, thinking aloud.
This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.
{☩} "Alright then Alex. Nice to meet you." Vynia replied with a smile. "So, I take it you're not from this realm, are you?" she asked the witch, curiously.
"Well, I feel like I should… I don’t know much but I don’t like discrimination or wars, it seems like your group is the better one. Fight for Equality which is want I believe is a goal which matters. S-so… Y-yeah! I am." She replied with a smile and a nod before looking at the demon.
"P-perhaps… But…you’ve done nothing wrong to me, Vynia and in theory… i-i’m not really part of the Church anymore…"
"Alright, sweet! I'll let the captain know you're willing to join us then! The more people we can recruit to our side, the easier it'll be to teach that darn tyrant a lesson! Besides, whether you're with the church or not, if you're a priestess, then I bet you could probably help us out if we get wounded." Lloyd replied, ecstatically. He was glad they had stumbled upon somebody who agreed with their cause, or for a new supporter to have stumbled upon them rather.
"Oh, I guess you're right. I apologize for being so alarmed before, Miss Asia. I'll be glad to have you as an ally...and as a friend." Vynia replied, giving a small curtsy.
