Author: Fern, Posted: Sun Jul 3, 2016 10:26 AM, Post Subject: A Bard's Prayer (Open)

Fern giggled and found herself very amused with the Dark Elf. “Angela is my mother, so believe me when I say I know she can help you.” She came to relax by him and gaze at him with those midnight eyes. “I’ve never met a Dark Elf before outside of Moliira when she visits us!” She seemed excited as she reached out and let her fingers dance across his skin. She seemed comfortable even if she was the goddesses daughter.

“My name is Fern.” It was common for Rosenites to have plant names or be named after someone of great importance to the parents. “It must be hard to have come all this way just to ask for help with a song.” She said it quietly as she retracted her hand. “Many people come for all sorts of reasons but I don’t think I’ve ever heard of a song being one.”


She took time to think about it. “Why don’t I try to help you until my mother shows up?”  

Author: The_ChaosKing, Posted: Sat Jul 2, 2016 6:04 PM, Post Subject: A Bard's Prayer (Open)

The Drow was so concentrated in his prayer that when the young lady called at him, he jumped in fright. Rune turned around, he expected the goddess Angela her self to be there but he was wrong actually! It was a young lady… maybe the Goddess would use her instead? Highly doubtful… especially since she had asked Rune if she wanted children. Rune scratched his black beard, well it was more of an overgrown 5 o'clock shadow but what could he do? He was trying his best to grow one. He decided to respond the young ladies question. "Actually I came to ask for something much more simple… you see I am a bard and I hoped Angela would help me make a love song." He said in response to the young lady. He noticed she was quite attractive… and seemed a bit flirty. Rune looked at her normaly, he had dark red eyes and straight long hair that was put up in a similar fashion to that of a samurai. 

Author: Fern, Posted: Fri Jul 1, 2016 6:27 PM, Post Subject: A Bard's Prayer (Open)

She stood there in her mother’s apothecary room missing her sister.  Belle had gone off to become a herbalist like their mother. It saddened the girl since she had yet to decide what her life would be like. Taking it in stride she huffed and turned her sun-kissed body out of the room and left. Her hair was much longer than that of her sister’s. It flirted with her hips and it was pleasantly curled completely in perfect ringlets.

Her eyes were like quicksilver on the edges but like that of the midnight blue skies towards the center. It was a trait from her father, or so they heard. Her skirts flowed to the ground, they were elegant with their green and gold design. The patterns on the fabric looked like ferns even. Her bare feet took the pleasure of feeling the cool crisp tile below. 

Not going out into the world very often her eyes stuck to the Drow. His dark flesh pleasing her view. She noticed that he was praying, definitely towards her mother. A smile crossed her lips as she came up to him. “What are you praying for? A child like most men? Or do you have a wish that is not so completely selfish?” She tilted her head as she giggled.

Author: The_ChaosKing, Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2016 10:21 AM, Post Subject: A Bard's Prayer (Open)

Now… Rune knew about beauty and how things in nature where lovely, his father a hunter had taught him about the beauty of nature and well Rune was a druidic bard! So he was not only familiar with the beauty of nature but he was also fond of it. However in the Realm of Angela, beauty was an essence an actual physical thing, it was hard for Rune to believe it! The marble arches and the year round blooming roses, it was too hard for Rune to take in. Despite being marveled by the places greatness and nature, Rune was actually here to pray… he wanted to write a love song, a bardic one! But there was a problem… he needed help with it because Rune in his Drow mind found it hard to define love in a song… Rune had decided that the best person to help him on the matter was none other than the Goddess Angela! So he praid, yes he praid to the Goddess in her Temple asking her for help… awaiting some sort of response.