Closed Letters and Birds

In which a courier with a bird meets a courier who is a bird.

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Considered one of the most mysterious cities in Mizahar, Alvadas is called The City of Illusions. It is the home of Ionu and the notorious Inverted. This city sits on one of the main crossroads through The Region of Kalea.

Letters and Birds

Postby Faradae on February 16th, 2017, 9:34 pm

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Somewhere in Alvadas
81th of Winter, 416 AV

Today, Faradae decided, was a good day.

Alvadas was buzzing with life, with people on every corner, talking, laughing, and enjoying the perfect weather. In this part of the city, it was neither too cold nor too hot, but Faradae had no idea which part of Mizahar it resembled. Maybe it was no specific city at all. She did not give it much thought. Today, she had a delivery to make.

She passed a market stall or two where people sold sweets and fruit. She stopped for a moment to purchase one especially shiny red apple, handed the chubby- and read-faced vendor, who resembled the fruit he was selling to a surprising degree, half a silver in exchange, and polished the apple with her shirt before biting into it heartily. It was juice, it was sweet, it was perfect.

She was to seek out a person named “Phobius”, if she had deciphered the note correctly. The entire delivery was hardly more than a folded note, but she had learnt her lesson after opening a letter that was not meant for her before, so she kept it folded and trusted in Alvadas to lead her where she needed to go.

Or maybe she would not deliver it at all, not today. Not when the sun was shining onto her face so warmly. This day was her friend. This day, she wanted to be joyful and explore something new. Perhaps there was a park nearby, or she could just leave the city walls for a day and find a sunny spot to sleep it, given she found the Gaping Maw at all in this city that kept confusing her.

Walking slalom around people, she stuck her nose into the air and tried to smell out the scent of freedom. Which way to head if she wanted to get out of here? The smell of flowers was all around, like people were trying to invoke spring with their perfumes today. Something else mingled with it, and Faradae frowned a little when she recognized the smell of parchment. What was this? She closed her eyes and turned, determining where the breeze was coming from.

Snapping them back open, she turned on her heel and walked down a bright alleyway with yellow facades left and right, sunny and inviting looking. Her braid was bouncing in time with her steps. She hummed a tune and thought of home, and how it would look in spring while she chewed on the apple core. Lost in thought, she hardly minded her step.

Today was a good day.

OOC-5cm taken from my ledger.
Last edited by Faradae on July 9th, 2017, 10:49 am, edited 3 times in total.
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Postby Phobius on March 1st, 2017, 3:47 am

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WOOOAAAAAH Job things are gonna go here.

"This is speech in Nari."

This is thought.

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Note: Unless otherwise is stated, Phobius is almost always wearing a blue-beaded bracelet that alters illusions around him based on his mood. That can include player-made illusions. c:
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