Long is one word for it, I suppose, lol. If you ever check out Ballad of Renegades, though, you'll see what I'm accustomed to. You guys got a specific standard for length, tho?
The day was bright, and Indira ran a hand through her hair as she looked contently upon the sight of the school festival. From the venue where the dance performance was going to take place, she set down her things, costume, sword, and all, to survey the lively scene of all that was going down in...
Group 2 - Aris, R'hllor, Khadija, and Bal'Kafaz
The Southwestern Sanctuary of the Order
As the grotesque creature sauntered into the room, resonating with ungodly sounds, Aris slowly rose to her feet, quietly drawing out her revolver and sword. Though its attention seemed to be on Bal'...
@SheepKing Thanks for chiming in! Your answer helped.
The whole modernizing thing is why I sort of mentioned the "Florida vibe" initially, since I wasn't sure if y'all wanted everything to be more city-like than town/village (like it is in the game) while still being tropical and carrying some...
(WIP)
Indira | Gerudo/Hylian
Age - 18 | Gender - Female | Hometown - Gerudo Town | Lineage - Noble
{Personality}
Indira is a rather aloof and reserved individual despite her elaborate hobbies in the performing arts. Though curiosity will sometimes find its way with her, drawing her...
Group 2 - Aris, R'hllor, Khadija, and Bal'Kafaz
The Southwestern Sanctuary of the Order
A sharp breath, reminiscent of a chuckle, escaped Aris as she amused herself with Khadija's rather humorous depiction of the gladiator. It was fascinating to her, how two seemingly unlikely...
Group 2 - Aris, R'hllor, Khadija, and Bal'Kafaz
The Southwestern Sanctuary of the Order
As the Khadija accepted her offer, Aris flashed a soft smile, though it disappeared as suddenly as it came since the half-elf realized the bard was in no mood to value mere gestures of courtesy...
Group 2 - Aris, R'hllor, Khadija, and Bal'Kafaz
The Southwestern Sanctuary of the Order
Aris took a moment to quietly bask in the atmosphere of the ruined sanctuary. Though beside her, the two half-orcs portrayed their disappointment openly, the Seeker was quite content with the state...
Group 2 - Aris, R'hllor, Khadija, and Bal'Kafaz
The Southwestern Sanctuary of the Order
As she heard Khadija's remarks, a soft smile played upon her lips, the half-elf biting the inside of her cheeks to stifle it. She averted any further interaction with the bard, though a keen observer...
Group 2 - Aris, R'hllor, Khadija, and Bal'Kafaz
Aris' head throbbed from the taxing climb, but she remained stoic for both her sake and for those around her, who seemed to be collapsing underneath the fatigue already. The poor bard and gladiator, whom she had spared a few thoughts of...
Group 2 - Aris, R'hllor, Khadija, and Bal'Kafaz
As the day was spent toiling in an attempt to trudge closer to the sanctuary, it was easy to become bitter toward the harsh lands, the Hakugei Steppe especially. A few unprepared nights in such a place could quickly lead to an eternal loathing...
Group 4 | Rael, Eibor, and Quart
The Forests Southwest of Iyesgarth
The night sky hung peacefully over the rolling hills, with accents of dim starlight speckling the heavens. The many scattered rivers of the north came to coalesce in the forest, streaming through the woods with...
Group 2 - Aris, R'hllor, Khadija, and Bal'Kafaz
As the writing kit was laid out before her, Aris' eyes caught a portion of the bard's "mad scrawlings," and to her surprise, she found it intriguing. She only glanced at it for a moment, but she mentally took note of it, setting it aside to...
When Khadija brought up the idea of repaying her and her good deed, Aris held her impassive expression. Many thanks for saving them, yes, yes... But did she care enough to feel indebted? Of course not. Still, nothing kept the half-orcs from following her and R'hllor back to the sanctuary, so...
Goodness, gracious... As soon as Khadija opened her mouth, the half-orc's presence almost became too much for the weary Aris to bear, words pouring forth incessantly. She was forced to pause and process what in Kirlia had just been said. Seeking something? Seekers? Order of Seekers? Did she...
The half-elf's silvery eyes peered from underneath the black, leather brim of her fedora, glancing beside her as she heard R'hllor's gentle admonishing. She turned to look at him, listening intently to his vague introduction of the half-orc and her companion. So... they were the reason they made...