#A dark congregation of familiar faces // Gathered around the quiet earth. (Open rp)

[bardsandchangelings]

Alya is bored, playing a song on an ocarina she carved from a sweet potato.

[anthologyoflucas]

Gen tag dump 1.

A dark congregation // Of familiar faces // Gathered around the quiet earth. (Open rp)

Welcome to the show // It goes a little bit like this // Joke // exactly. (Crack)

I’m an apostrophe // I’m just a symbol to remind you that there’s more to see. (Musings)

I may not heal from all these bruises // but I’ll be better off this way. (Headcanons)

No matter how the light may fade // We’ll carry on it’s how we’re raised! (Aesthetic)

[bardsandchangelings]

"Echo, my voice is an echo

Of places I don't know

And stories I've been told

Echo. We all are connected

A lighthouse a voyage

For history's sake,

Will you please take notice?"

[bardsandchangelings]

Emilia was bored in town, she was sent on such a mundane task. Just get Elwin’s sword repaired. She didn’t expect to have to wait a few hours. She was specifically told not to cause any trouble or raise suspicion.

Emilia looked to the town clock, surely three hours are almost over right? …. 15 minutes?! She groaned annoyed laying her face on the table. “Why did I have to get such a boring task..”

[bardsandchangelings]

“Look out!” Alya yelled as she ran after the large swine. She had been passing a farm when the huge tusked boar broke the fence and escaped. Being the farm kid she is, she knew this was up her alley and promised to bring it back safe and sound.

She took to the trees to keep an eye on it’s movements as she followed, pulling her arctic flute from her back. She jumped down from the tree to scare the swine away from the passerby, it made a sharp turn away from her and into the bushes. Alya offered a shy smile to the stranger, “sorry about that!” and with a few notes from her flute activated a speed spell.

She needed to put that piggy to bed. She burst forward following the path paved by the boar, leading it to a dead end. She stopped at the tree line as it ran at toward the large cliff blocking its way forward. The gem on her amulet began to glow as she played a soft song. She made slow careful steps forward as the boar was lulled out of it’s panic. Alya continued to play, happy to see the pig lay down finally calmed.

She placed her flute back on her back and approached, gently stroking the creature’s snout. “‘Atta boy. Come on, lets get you home so you can get some dinner..” She began to stand and looked back at the tree line seeing the stranger from before,

“oh, can I help you?” She asked as she got the pig back up and put a leash on to help guide him home since he was drowsy. She didn’t expect the other to still be around.

[bardsandchangelings]

Tag dump (misc 1)

A dark congregation of familiar faces // Gathered around the quiet earth. (Open rp)

The bluebirds flutter in my chest // oh they want to sing! (Memes)

You'll have to break me open // to hear anything. (Answered)

I may not heal from all these bruises // but I’ll be better off this way. (Headcanons)

We'll sing a chorus // one that everybody knows! (Musings)