#Ask questions later kind of lass (Merida)

[tornhellfire]

Which of your muses...

Looks like a cinnamon roll but could actually kill you:

Looks like they could kill you but is actually a cinnamon roll:

Looks like a cinnamon roll and is actually a cinnamon roll:

Looks like they could kill you and would actually kill you:

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Tagging: @tornsurvivors​, @torntruth​, @tornreality​, @arxchnoverture​, @screenviolense​ and anyone else interested!

[tornhellfire]

   The lass’ crass language was a bit of a startler for the redheaded archer, if she had been caught saying any of those words around her mum... she’d probably be sleeping in the stables with Angus! Then again, mum wasn’t around... so perhaps the queen was able to cut loose for a while? That certainly sounded like a well deserved treat!

   “Trick arrows?! Ah cannae say Ah bludy ken whit those ur!” though, Merida certainly had to admit, they were nearly as intriguing as this pretty black haired lass who also was an archer, “Ah jist aeem, shewt, an' whew! reit atween th' een!” she couldn’t help but giggle at her own display of imaginary archery, and from the looks of things the other woman seemed to rather enjoy it as well.

   Leaning in closer, the Scottish lass would examine the other’s bow and quiver... how peculiar both them looked, “Teel me mair, lass!” was she understanding her thick accent? Merida really couldn’t tell. 

@tornhellfire (merida dunbroch) liked for a starter

" HOLY SHIT ! you use arrows too?" as mundane as it was, kate was extremely excited to see it. "fucking bad ass, i use arrows all the time. do you have some trick arrows? i do! want to see?!"

[storibrooke]

the  thought  of  putting  her  life  into  a  stranger’s  hands  causes  pause,  but  not  for  long.  if  there’s  one  thing  that  merida  can  be  assured  of,  it’s  her  own  skills.  she’s  a  warrior,  and  she’s  not  going  to  make  it  easy  for  anyone  to  cut  her  down.  ❛  it  seems  to  be  our  only  plan  of  action  righ’  now,  ❜  merida  points  out.  fixing  grip  on  her  bow,  she  eventually  lends  a  nods  in  the  other’s  direction.  ❛  aye.  we’ve  gotten  this  far,  i  say  we  can  make  it  further.  lead  the  way,  lass.  ❜  

@aubainmary​   :   i  know  a  place.  it’s  secure,  isolated…  it’s  safe.  if  we  get  there,  we  stand  a  good  chance.  that  is…  assuming  you  wanna  team  up  with  me?

[tornhellfire]

ITEM DROP CHALLENGE featuring Merida DunBroch! 

if your character was an npc, what items would they drop when they flee combat/are killed?

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3-5 common items ( would drop every time )

Scottish Empire Biscuits: This delectable treat is a personal favorite of Merida’s and one that in her youth she had to fight her little brothers over.

Formal Dress (torn): Honestly with her disdain of formal attire (especially dresses) you are doing her a massive favor.

Arrows: The ammunition of choice for a proud archer like Merida

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1-2 rare item(s) ( maybe a 5-7% drop chance )

Leather Quiver: All those arrows have to be stored somewhere, right?

Emerald Necklace: This ornate jewelry piece was given to Merida by her mother, and despite her trading it away for a gammy spell... the DunBroch daughter was able to reacquire it sometime after the events of  Brave

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1 legendary item ( 1% or lower drop chance )

Bow: A fine recurve bow made from the finest Yew of the Scottish Highlands, with intricate engravings etched into the wood by Merida herself... to take this from her possession is neigh impossible for any man or woman.

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[storibrooke]

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[tornhellfire]

Starter for @solarflaretm‘s Evie!

   “Isnae th' point o' a date suppose tae be suprised by whit yer lover is sportin'?” that thick yet charming Scottish accent spoke out, as the care-free ginger curls poked out from behind the privacy curtain. Seriously though, wasn’t your girlfriend supposed to be surprised by the sight of you? She figured that dating a fashion designer transcended that rule... funny.

   Merida had never been one for fancy parties or dances, let alone having to dress up in an extravagant fashion... but she was also incredibly receptive to just how much tonight meant to Evie, and how could she not support her partner’s hopes and desires?

   The dress suit that the designer had made her was quite the sight to behold... if only the redheaded archer wasn’t struggling to put it on; she would stumble backwards trying to put on the suit pants, landing firmly on her rear and gifting the other woman a tasteful display of the current bareness of her freckled riddled body, “Ah kin shoot an arrow on a gallopin’ horse! How is playin’ dress up sae bloody hawrd?” a chuckle would escape Merida’s lips, adjusting the straps of her brassiere before rising to her feet once more, “Mynd helpin’ ah lass oot? Or is th' sicht distractin’?” if there was one thing that could accurately describe the bulk of Merida and Evie’s exchanges, it was the never-ending presence of witty yet endearing sarcasm.

   Green eyes would lock with blue for a brief moment, before the royal would slip back behind the curtain and finally manage to properly put on the dress pants. It was a small step forward, but there was still plenty to go before the big night ahead; as the seconds ticked closer, she could only find herself growing equal parts nervous and excited.