Aster
travelling satelite
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Annis Caine
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Location: Valmundo
Interactions: Nimue @psuedolives
Mentions: Theanna & JT Merciless Archer PseudoLives
Mood: That man screams like a choking seagull
Valmundo was a shit place to be, especially when you're coming from nobility. The air was rancid, smelling of booze, smoke and garbage. People here were in dire need of a bath. Grooming was like a lost art to them.
Annis was currently in no better position. Dressed in her alias' garb as Galahad, she found that people tend to steer clear from her. After all, who else would want to approach an armed man with a black visor covering half of their face? She probably looked like a traveling lunatic and that was fine by her.
After all, why else would she be in Earth's sewage dump if not to disappear?
The discovery of her black blood was an accident and the revelation, a mistake. She had been careless and allowed herself to bleed from a stupid stray arrow during a shooting competition with her relatives. Word got around and it wasn't soon until her freedom was stolen from her. Despite the dangerous turn of events happening in the capital, that did little to steer her parents from their greed for power. Their attempt to put Annis as a royal candidate was a ridiculous plan.
The girl would've had better luck committing suicide, so she ran away.
The answer was simple anyways. She was far above the age where she knew how to take care of herself, and so long as she kept her guise, eventually her family would have to declare her missing or dead. Until then, Annis planned to live as Galahad, a skilled male archer from unknown origins.
Fortunately for her, she had been smart enough to transfer her funds to a secret account, and the combat skills she's gained over the years from self defense class never went to waste. In terms of wealth and safety, Annis felt pretty confident in her plan. How hard could survival be?
Somewhere in the distance, she heard a loud cry. It sounded like someone screaming, miles up in the air, or maybe it was a strangled seagull cry. The sound brings her attention up and she witnesses a lady flying through the air, carrying two grown men like they were nothing but pillow cases.
She blinks once, then twice. Then she rubs her eyes and checks again. Maybe the exhaustion has her seeing things, but Annis' perception was never off.
"Hey, did you see that just now?" she asked a random passer by, a girl with raven hair like herself. The stranger's height irked her. Even with her boots, she has to crane her neck to meet the female's eyes.
Annis was currently in no better position. Dressed in her alias' garb as Galahad, she found that people tend to steer clear from her. After all, who else would want to approach an armed man with a black visor covering half of their face? She probably looked like a traveling lunatic and that was fine by her.
After all, why else would she be in Earth's sewage dump if not to disappear?
The discovery of her black blood was an accident and the revelation, a mistake. She had been careless and allowed herself to bleed from a stupid stray arrow during a shooting competition with her relatives. Word got around and it wasn't soon until her freedom was stolen from her. Despite the dangerous turn of events happening in the capital, that did little to steer her parents from their greed for power. Their attempt to put Annis as a royal candidate was a ridiculous plan.
The girl would've had better luck committing suicide, so she ran away.
The answer was simple anyways. She was far above the age where she knew how to take care of herself, and so long as she kept her guise, eventually her family would have to declare her missing or dead. Until then, Annis planned to live as Galahad, a skilled male archer from unknown origins.
Fortunately for her, she had been smart enough to transfer her funds to a secret account, and the combat skills she's gained over the years from self defense class never went to waste. In terms of wealth and safety, Annis felt pretty confident in her plan. How hard could survival be?
Somewhere in the distance, she heard a loud cry. It sounded like someone screaming, miles up in the air, or maybe it was a strangled seagull cry. The sound brings her attention up and she witnesses a lady flying through the air, carrying two grown men like they were nothing but pillow cases.
She blinks once, then twice. Then she rubs her eyes and checks again. Maybe the exhaustion has her seeing things, but Annis' perception was never off.
"Hey, did you see that just now?" she asked a random passer by, a girl with raven hair like herself. The stranger's height irked her. Even with her boots, she has to crane her neck to meet the female's eyes.
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