Erith
“My claws would be too short.” Erith set to cleaning the wound as she spoke. “There’s nothing I saw in the store room that we could use, either,” she huffed. She looked up to the boy who was helping hold the injured woman, hoping he would be able to assist in his shifted form.
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Erith
Gabe crossed to open the door, exclaiming loudly at whoever was on the other side. Quick to act, he turned and snapped to her, and she followed his instructions immediately. Staff forgotten, she rushed to the store room, throwing the door open and pushing aside a basket to gather bandages...
Erith
"I know that," she snapped, grimacing. Her hands clenched into fists, and her thoughts returned to her son, and how long she had already prolonged her search. But the strangers had a point.
"I know," Erith said, softer this time, "but he needs me, and I have to find him. You don't...
Erith
"Am I in your way?"
Erith shakes her head, but Gabriels voice calls out before she can respond.
"You sure you gotta head out again? You've been a mighty big help round here and it's been nice having company for so long," he says. She grimaces at that, no longer able to avoid the...
Erith Rossank
Erith was no stranger to waking up at the tavern. Since her arrival nearly a week ago, she'd been pitching in with chores to repay the kindness of the man who ran the place. Already she could hear the bustle and squabble of the others who shared the space. Under normal...
Name: Erith Rossank
Gender: Female
Appearance: Erith has long, dark hair which she wears braided in an intricate style. She has brown eyes and a long nose. Her sharp cheekbones cast deep shadows across her face, giving her a starved appearance. Oftentimes she carries an intense expression, her...
Victor Hayes
The lady rambled to herself, filling an awkward silence that was usually his to talk through. He loosely followed, humming an agreement or two. He finished up bagging her items while she searched for coupons. One of the bags ripped as he shoved one last box in that didn’t quite...
Victor Hayes
The store just felt bland. Same walls, same floors, same counter, same apron. Every day. Same background noise. Victor could probably list off the price of any item in the store by memory. Bright green numbers, displayed in big pixels right in from of his face. For every odd...