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escordvi2025-05-05 11:59 pm
haveaflare) wrote in escordvi2025-05-05 11:59 pm
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[OPEN] May Catch-All
Who: Dion and you!
Status: Open
Where: Various locations
What: Open and Closed General and MANTA prompts
Warnings: None as of yet, will update as needed
Shellton | Eltrut | "Movable Type" Bookshop - OTA
[While there are many things to see and do throughout the wide world of Escordvi, Dion has started small and has started by taking time for leisure, something he rarely had time for in Valisthea, and so he was browsing shelves, surprisingly vast ones, in a bookshop off the main market. Mostly, the tall blond is keeping himself to the non-fiction section, amazed at the sheer number of titles spanning the shelves. It would seem printing was a thing here, as the typewriter which initiated him suggested, and he's rarely seen so many books collected in one place.
So much knowledge is collected here he hardly knows where to begin, and so he might turn to a fellow browser, leaning slightly so as to keep his voice low.]
Begging your pardon, of course, could you perchance suggest a title? I've no idea where to begin.
Eltrut | A Clearing Outside Shellton | OTA
[He's received a word of warning from Jill regarding the potential potency of Bahamut, which only serves to further reinforce the caution Benedikta instilled in him, and so in an effort to assure he's prepared to aid those here in whatever capacity he is able, Dion has found a suitable clearing outside the port in order to acclimate to the way his Aether pools in this place.
The prince is clad in his mithril armor for no other reason than it serves the purpose of protection and doesn't force him to spend doubloons he'd rather keep for food, and sets about moving through warm-up drills first: simple polearm forms designed to get his muscles loose and to work out the stiffness from his joints he always experiences in association with the Crystal's curse that's slowly turning all Bearers and Dominants to stone.
He'll welcome the company, and is more than game to spar with anyone looking to hone their skills or keep themselves sharp. He'll offer an amicable smile when he pauses in his rhythm, inclining his head.]
Well met. Are you looking to sharpen or observe?
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(OOC: feel free to throw whatever scene you'd like at me! If you'd like a specific prompt, feel free to drop me a line on plurk at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
vikael or on discord at vikael, but I'm pretty flexible and can fall in with whatever you're feeling!
MANTA prompts are in their own thread below)
Status: Open
Where: Various locations
What: Open and Closed General and MANTA prompts
Warnings: None as of yet, will update as needed
Shellton | Eltrut | "Movable Type" Bookshop - OTA
[While there are many things to see and do throughout the wide world of Escordvi, Dion has started small and has started by taking time for leisure, something he rarely had time for in Valisthea, and so he was browsing shelves, surprisingly vast ones, in a bookshop off the main market. Mostly, the tall blond is keeping himself to the non-fiction section, amazed at the sheer number of titles spanning the shelves. It would seem printing was a thing here, as the typewriter which initiated him suggested, and he's rarely seen so many books collected in one place.
So much knowledge is collected here he hardly knows where to begin, and so he might turn to a fellow browser, leaning slightly so as to keep his voice low.]
Begging your pardon, of course, could you perchance suggest a title? I've no idea where to begin.
Eltrut | A Clearing Outside Shellton | OTA
[He's received a word of warning from Jill regarding the potential potency of Bahamut, which only serves to further reinforce the caution Benedikta instilled in him, and so in an effort to assure he's prepared to aid those here in whatever capacity he is able, Dion has found a suitable clearing outside the port in order to acclimate to the way his Aether pools in this place.
The prince is clad in his mithril armor for no other reason than it serves the purpose of protection and doesn't force him to spend doubloons he'd rather keep for food, and sets about moving through warm-up drills first: simple polearm forms designed to get his muscles loose and to work out the stiffness from his joints he always experiences in association with the Crystal's curse that's slowly turning all Bearers and Dominants to stone.
He'll welcome the company, and is more than game to spar with anyone looking to hone their skills or keep themselves sharp. He'll offer an amicable smile when he pauses in his rhythm, inclining his head.]
Well met. Are you looking to sharpen or observe?
[wildcard]
(OOC: feel free to throw whatever scene you'd like at me! If you'd like a specific prompt, feel free to drop me a line on plurk at
MANTA prompts are in their own thread below)
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[Just a lil glance over at him, grinning while she watches him dunk the net more.]
Far cry from what home is, eh? Enough to relax a little, not have to worry about a loomin' threat and blighted areas. It's nice. [And after an idle thought:] Maybe I should make everyone go fishin' like this.
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[They seem so small, hardly worth the effort unless they were to catch at least a few dozen. He'll await whatever plan she might devise for the bubbles, though. Her other inventions thus far have been miraculous, the orchestrian, for example.]
I admit there is a peace to this place I never thought possible.
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[She's been smelling them cooking for a while now, so she really, really wants to catch a ton to sate that appetite she's working up!
As Dion mentions how peaceful it is, she chuckles some and nods along, casually dipping the net into the water to grab out more bubbles, and to let some of the shrimp go free— not all, of course, but some.]
Aye, it's nice an' peaceful, but not always. You'll probably have yer share of fightin' too, but in between it's been nice. I just hope you don't get seasick easy. You can't, right? Too... [...hm. Regal? Stuffy? No, Dion isn't stuffy, but...] cool? For that.
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[Admittedly, the smells are enticing, even if shellfish aren't exactly common on the Sanbrequois menu. They became more so in recent years, with the Imperial capital relocated to Twinside. Still, prawns were new and not exactly part of a miliary diet.
He laughs, deep and genuine, at her question.]
Midadol, if your steering did nothing to quake my stomach in retreat, I believe I shall survive. [And then he pauses, realizing there are those here from differing times.] Had we met, on Valisthea?