Blanchefleur
The bark pressed roughly into her back as she leaned up against a tree for rest. As her panting quieted, she turned her eyes to the pot she still cradled in her arms. It had grown heavier as she went, turning her strength to numbness, but she did not want to let go.
"But I had...
Blanchefleur
Hu--
"shh-shhh-shh!"
The woman woke with a start. Scattered glances tried to name the sound, but all they gleaned were the blades of grass that rose gently against the breeze. As her teeth relaxed, she gasped, staring down at the cold metal pot cradled in her arms.
"Was that..." her...
Name: Blanchefleur duGornemant
Age: 31
Gender: Of the female kind
Appearance: A matronly visage clothed in courtly grace needs be hid from commoners base. Tresses scarlet furrow against face, and brighter yet the lips them make. She'll not raise voice, nor rouse cheer, but quiet hush answers...
Yason Sokolov
Main Deck
Now he might call what rose in his belly a furnace! What had been a tongue of flame now roared up to his ears, overcoming his senses with a wrath that cut deep into the mind. Thoughts muddied, but his intention sharpened. He tightened about the girl, the paper caught in...
Agreed. It serves no literary purpose when it comes to content. It is a quantity requisite rather than a quality requisite, not unlike 'I would like you to post x number of times on y number of days.' It's something people RPing do to communicate something other than what they want... except in...
Yason Sokolov
Main Deck
The hand reaching forward, small and trembling: it was all he saw. The soft voice, shaken with desperation: it was all he heard. And when the eyes, large and fearful, caught him, Yason could no longer manage. His stomach tightened, throat constricted, and it was all he...