Julian nods and loops his arm around her's. He pulls them down the crowded path, probably walking faster than necessary. He points out a shop and walks over.
"Morning Janna." He says to the shop keeper.
"Julian." She says, nodding her head.
the-arcana-rp:
“Thank you, you look beau… ehem, you look very nice. I, I um, I like your hair, and your face, I mean, you look good.” Julian stutters. His whole face heats up and he looks away. Of course he messed this up, why wouldn’t he.
Ellyon laughed lightly and grinned at his words. Her cheeks rosy red from his compliments. “Thank you.” She offered her arm for him to loop around. “Shall we be off then?” She smiled and gestured to the path ahead of them.
Of course not, little monty. I’m a purely metaphorical being.
Julian smiled and nodded. He was glad that Janna would get more people, he knew she had been having a rough time.
"How much for this?" He asks.
Janna shook her head, "for you, dear boy free." She says, giving my a slight wink. He blushed and turned to Ellyon, realizing he should have taken a step back. He fumbles for a second before holding up the necklace.
"If, or when you leave, something to remember us by." He says.
the-arcana-rp:
“I make jewelery, different style’. Traveled for bit, looked at the different stuff. All ‘and made.” Janna said in a thick accident.
“I’ve never seen anyone better. Helped her out a few times. ” Julian says, picking up a small necklace. Small white flowers are secured in a golden circle.
@the-arcana-rp
Ellyon walked over to one of the rings. It was purple and gold. She smiled, “They’re all very beautiful and I know someone who would definitely want this ring. I’ll be sure to have him visit your shop.” Ellyon walked over to Julian, “Prince Daario is obsessed with purple. He would go crazy and probably buy the whole shop.”
Her emerald eyes fell on the necklace he held in his hands. “That’s beautiful and the details on each flower is amazing.” She smiled.
Julian took his time but didn’t want to take too long. He made sure to wash all of himself before standing, drying off, and putting the clothes back on, along with the new shirt. It fit surprisingly well, though a bit tight on his chest. He walked over to Vincent and grins.
“Anything I can do to help?” He asks. He’s never been that good at cooking, be he was good enough not to poison himself.
Vincent almost half smirks, before leaning down to help the other up. “It was no trouble. The ferals do not wish to fight a pack leader. They are not strong enough. Just scavengers.” He kept his voice low as he spoke. Looking ahead of them as he offered to help the other to his feet. “It is not far. Do you think you can keep walking?”
I guess you could call it something similar to the ways you communicate through the water, but through this thing called the internet. - 4th Wall Demolisher Anon
That's very peculiar. Internet. A game you said? How is is played? Am I perceived as a good person?
You know what’s kind of amusing and confusing? The fact that you and my sister share the same first name. - For Nadia
What a coincidence. Is your sister also a Countess?
❤️- A happy memory that makes them smile
💙- A sad memory that makes them cry
💛- A memory that makes them feel angry
💚- A memory that makes them feel guilty
💜- A memory about one of their loved ones, happy or sad
💔- A memory that leaves them feeling lonely
❣- A memory that leaves them laughing
💕- A memory about their significant other
💞- A memory about their children
💓- A memory about their friends
💗- A memory about a good deed they did
💖- A memory that made them feel special
💝- A memory that made them feel loved
💘- A memory that gets their heart pounding
💟- Wildcard!!!
Posting here to promote the blog above, so any old followers here is a new Arcana blog! (Ft. My art)
It's finished! Look at this incredible artwork done by Florian! (Credit)
This piece is for a Pathfinder character based off of Julian and I am beyond happy with the results. Which do you like better? The left or the right?
You’re still not putting an ear to the earth, Monty?
You don't even deserve to be in my presence.
What are those standards, love?
There are many. You must keep up a good appearance at all times. Table manners are a must. I expect you to smother me in attention. I will give you gifts however.
"I make jewelery, different style'. Traveled for bit, looked at the different stuff. All 'and made." Janna said in a thick accident.
"I've never seen anyone better. Helped her out a few times. " Julian says, picking up a small necklace. Small white flowers are secured in a golden circle.
the-arcana-rp:
Julian nods and loops his arm around her’s. He pulls them down the crowded path, probably walking faster than necessary. He points out a shop and walks over.
“Morning Janna.” He says to the shop keeper.
“Julian.” She says, nodding her head.
@the-arcana-rp
Ellyon did her best to keep up with him. She steps into the shop he led her too. She watched the interaction between the shopkeep and him. She bowed her head to Janna. She walked over to Julian. “What shop is this?” She asked intrigued.