Our story left off with our heroes in the trade city of Violight, fighting against a mysterious group of Saurians led by an Automaton.
Our story left off with our heroes in the trade city of Violight, fighting against a mysterious group of Saurians led by an Automaton.
The burgundy haired maid bows, "Very well then... I shall prepare... a plate for you... just in case. The master is... waiting for you... on the Northwest terrace. Please... follow me..." The voluptuous Inari leads Freya up the stairs and down one of the halls, her hips swaying hypnotically as they pass by countless works of art, from statues to paintings to decorative vases. All of which are probably stolen.
After some time walking, the maid leads her to a ballroom with a wall covered in archway windows and glass doors, separating them from the terrace. Out there, The Silver Mask waits for his guest, dressed in a white Renaissance style shirt and black trousers. He looks on past the railing he rests on, his mask laying on the table set for two behind him. The fox-woman opens one of the doors leading out and announces the Dark Elf's arrival. "Miss Freya is... here to see you, master."
"Thank you, Shiruku. That will be all."
The maid bows and leaves the two to get their meals. The man turns to face Freya and smiles as he gives her a slight bow. "I'm glad to see you've arrived, my lady."
(Found a pic to use for him, don't know how to make a character bio blog page though.)
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"I know it's a pleasure to see me. I could say the same for you, but I won't" Freya said with a laugh. She was being rude but she meant it in good fun. "This is a lovely home you have here" she'd say, sitting down at the table and put his mask on.
(If you also need a character sheet format, you could use mine. Delete and add whatever you need or want.)
Monica could see that David led Burden out into the woods to somewhere.
"Thanks, it's better when the help isn't wounded." Burden said. "As for treasure hunting in Nixstrite? You're going to have to do some work for that."
"Ah, I see. So where are you, her, and all those wagons headed?" He asked, stepping over a large root.
Monica moved over to Aaron. "So, who made Mirabelle upset?" she' asked, looking back to the forest where she had ran to.
(Tried it, got a 404 error page when I clicked blog.)
The man mocks a scandalized look before chuckling, "You wound me madam, but I suppose I deserve that after the trouble I put you through over that ring. Again, I cannot apologize enough for doing that." He pulls out a chair for her to sit upon, and smiles at her complement for his home. "Thank you, I personally designed and oversaw its construction."
As Freya put the mask on, she could see that whatever she focused her sight on would have a short list of information about the item, such as composition, value, condition, whether or not it was poisoned or poisonous, etc. The Silver Mask walks to the other side of the table and takes his seat. "So, shall we begin with proper introductions, or straight to business?"
(Wait, really? Strange, it works fine for me...)
(You on phone or computer? I'm doing this off my phone during my lunch break.)
(Computer. Maybe that's why but I'm doubting it. I'm sure it'll work if you try on a computer tho. Also waiting for a reply, Tikkit.)