#Elora's musings

[ask-elora-arcane]

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good afternoon, my name is elora. if you wish to speak to me or ask me questions I will gladly oblige.

I am 28 years of age and the assistant to Councillor Medarda. You may refer to me using She/Her pronouns.

"this is me speaking"

"THIS IS ME SHOUTING!"

"this is me whispering..."

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Hellooo back at it again with another arcane rp blog

its ya boy/girl/they/thing up in the clubbb

today we have Elora aka mel's assistant.

she's calm and collected on the surface but underneath that shes a sneaky and snarky beeyotch.

idk if im going to ship her with anybody but yeah. if I did it would probably be mel? so if ur a mel and ur interested 👀 jkjk (unless??)

i'm not the best at rping (obviously) but I've been at it for awhile sooo

NSFW fine in dms only, weird asks r fine, rude asks r fine but just know I might not answer them if they r too much. DO NOT BE FREAKY ABOUT KID CHARACTERS.

semi aware of the multiverse/fourth wall, neutral feelings about it.

please send in asks i beg of you 😭

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ELORA'S TAGS:

#the loyal assistant

#i will follow you always

#your ambitions inspire

#Elora's musings

#arcane rp blog

[ask-elora-arcane]

Very well, Miss Medarda.

I apologize for my absence.

Good day Councillor

is there anything I can help you with?

-@ask-elora-arcane

ELORA I MISS YOU I DON’T WANT TOO MANY TOO MANY IDIOTS THIS WHOLE WEEK

No, I’m fine please elora we’re friends you don’t need to call me counselor

[gaining-and-gaming]

"Yep. Stew. Slow-cooked beef with carrots, onion and potatoes stewed along with it. Perfect for heading into autumn." The nymph explained while the massive faun made her way over.

She took the lid off the large earthen pot and revealed the tasty stew within. Herbs alongside the rich beefy smell followed from it, wafting and beckoning those who smelt it to indulge. Once the lid was off, the huntress revealed a sliced loaf of bread too, freshly baked and ready for dipping and eating alongside the stew.

Yeah.... Elora isn't getting thin if she's eating this good~

"I know I really shouldn't..." Elora muttered her ears going flat against her head as she looked down at the steaming pot of delicious stew. Her tiny button nose would twitch as the smells reached her, causing her mouth to water a bit.

"But we are coming into Autumn... Oh I can't be unprepared for the seasons!" Elora huffed and puffed her cheeks poking out a bit before she relented and plopped her wide leaf covered rump down for a meal her belly piling up into rolls as she sat down and let out a hungry demanding growl. If the pot weren't bubbling hot she'd probably have scarfed the whole thing down by now.

[ask-elora-arcane]

It would be in your best interest to leave her alone in the future.

it would be wise to give my councillor her wife back, if you do so I will pay your demands.

-@ask-elora-arcane

I DID GIVE HER BACK! she just has yet to respond. 🙄

also, yes, pay me my demands ms. elora.

[totouchthcstars]

Look who just woke up- is that ELLIE BAMBER? No, I must have been mistaken, that’s ELORA DANAN from WILLOW. I heard they are 22 and stuck here just like everyone else. Even in the 20’s, she still give off a/an THE SMELL OF BUTTERY MUFFINS LINGERING IN THE AIR; HAVING TO DISCOVER THAT SHE ACTUALLY WAS MORE THAN A SIMPLE BAKER; A SMALL BIRTHMARK HIDDEN ON THE INSIDE OF HER RIGHT ELBOW; BECOMING A TRULY IMPRESSIVE MAGIC WIELDER OVER TIME; BEING THE WORLDS LAST HOPE TO DESTROY THE GREAT EVIL; HAVING VERY ROMANTIC AT HEART AND BELIEVING IN TRUE LOVE impression. But here, they are working as a BAKER. They’re known to be quite MODEST & KIND, but have a tendency to be STUBBORN & OVERAMBITIOUS on their bad days.

Gender/Pronouns : she/her

How long have they been in Sydney : Elora always thought she had been born in Sydney, however, she is living there for roughly two years, at this point

Which suburb do they live in? Tba

Personality description : it might be a bit of a cliche, but if you would ask people about Elora, they can not really find anything bad to say about her. She was always described as a spirited, caring, brave, selfless, good-hearted person, friendly to everyone and always willing to help people

Memories of their real life : Elora luckily does remember everything from the first season of the tv show

What was their fake life like :

Elora's fake life was different than her real one, up to a point. When her memories had returned about a year ago, she had started to work as a baker again, but before that, her main goal had it been to mostly get a job that paid well so she could take care of her elder parents.

From a young age, Elora idolized the relationship of her parents. Her childhood had been a happy one despite the hard times, and Elora was a very loved only-child. Her mother also got her very late, so even when she wished for a sibling for her daughter, it sadly did not happen. So, Elora got all the love and attention, even when there often was not much money and food.

Both of her parents were hard-working, which Elora did not fail to notice, so, when in school, she was ambitious to get good grades so she would find a good job later - which was certainly hard for a woman in the 1920's, given the cultural circumstances. Which maybe was why in her free time, Elora loved to read fairytales, dreaming of a prince that would come one day to fall in love and marry her....

label: the sweetheart : a genuinely sweet, good person ; a cutie ; a very darling girl ; always very caring about others ; a typical pisces.

Quote: "Love is the most powerful force in the universe."

Delta Goodrem - Born to Try

[elen-aranel]

I want to be a fantasy heroine with a weird knitted top situation

[czrsed]

continued for @cravemore from here.

kaden let a smile play on his lips at her words. "maybe it was," he said, voice low but teasing, as if he were letting her in on a secret. he leaned forward slightly, his smirk widening as he glanced at the book she was holding. "trying to impress me with your botany skills now?" he teased lightly, though there was a flicker of something deeper in his tone—curiosity, maybe. he nodded toward the page before gesturing casually. "bromeliads," he said, matter-of-factly, as if it were the easiest thing in the world. "but flowers? thought you’d be studying something… i don’t know, a little less cliché." his eyes flicked back to hers, his expression softening just enough to make the comment feel less biting, more playful.

[ask-elora-arcane]

No, i was just curious.

You are.. friends?

Do you know Councillor Medarda?

-@ask-elora-arcane

That I do. Why? Has something happened to her?

[ask-elora-arcane]

"why thank you!" elora takes the loaf, examining it slightly.

'i'll have to share this with mel...' she thinks

[fcxglove]

fantasy muses. some are new. some are old supernatural muses that i've just moved over. but here we go.

[luxmaeastra]

Elora frowned sitting with her parents. She'd be leaving soon. maybe in a couple of years.

"We're being hunted?"

Her Mama nodded, turning from her vanity.

"Yes. Yes! The Daglan and Valg wish to kill us. You must be prepared darling for what is to come."

Hee father kissed her forehead.

"She'll survive won't you Elora?"

Even with the truth laid out before her, she couldn't help but feel the way her stomach twisted in knots, or the nagging fear of what would happen if she was found.

Her parents must have worked so hard to keep them safe, to keep them hidden from those who hunted them.

She looked up at her father when he kissed her forehead, smiling slightly as she nodded.

"Of course I will papa."

[ask-elora-arcane]

now mel, perhaps he just doesn't know it yet. we need to give him time to understand himself.

Saying it again. IM NOT GAY I DO NOT LIKE MEN. WHAT DO YOU PEOPLE NOT UNDERSTAND?????

[elysiummfrp]

Name/Alias: Honey Character(s): Elora  Series: Balder’s Gate 3 Housing: Duplex 5

Reason for Drop: Burnt myself out on BG3 and I wanna bring a couple other girl things

Date of Drop:  10/29/23 ------------------------------------------ Consider one girl thing dropped for another girl thing to be picked up. Equivalent exchange.

[gaining-and-gaming]

"I don't have much but I can cook you a meal." The huntress nymph said simply, not having any gems.

Though, frankly, she had no interested in the collecting stuff. She just thinks the faun is cute and as as fellow woodland lady, she wanted to know her better. If it was possible.

"I have fresh vegetables and meat I hunted.... if you can eat meat."

"Hehe yeah I can eat meat... It's kinda my job to show people around so I was just offering, but I think you're more than equipped for the woods. My names Elora!" The tubby faun said extending a wobbling arm out the for the huntress to take.

"Haven't seen you around before, but I'm always open for new friends!" The faun was practically a ray of sunshine with he optimistic mood. Though it was hard not to be in good spirits when your home had been free of monsters and evil wizards for years. Of course in those years of downtime she may have packed on some pounds.

[movedtoferinehuntress]

⌜ ♥ @araneafitapis ⌟ ―― Caitlyn & Elora ► HURT / COMFORT : STARTERS = ❝ From Elora at araneafitapis : “Whoa, whoa, take it easy! You got pretty banged up back there, and you don’t want to go making yourself worse.” ❞

Ears echoed in pain, as her back hit the ground unable to move much without pain ripping through her body. Her heart raced like a speeding horse, with no end in sight. She remembered falling unconscious briefly but then the swirling pain ripped her back to the present. Blue hair, she saw blue hair. As much as she screamed to every bone in her body to move, she couldn't. The smell of burning flesh stung her nose as she turned her face away from her shoulder but it hovered in the entire area. Blood seeped from the corner of her lip, tasting it like a bitter reminder she was still alive. She scrapped her nails against the ground, as the heat of the ground radiated against her palm while she tried to push herself up. "Need… help," Caitlyn coughed in pain, her chest constricted in pain as she barely held herself up. Bloody, bruised, burned arms shook as she collapsed back down onto the ground and cried out in pain when she landed on the burned left shoulder and rolled back into her back.

Tears trickled from the corner of her eyes as she suddenly felt the soft reverberating steps and someone dropping down next to her. Her eyes glanced at the clipboard on the ground and struggled to try and make out the face of the woman. Dark brown hair, she caught that, but her face blurred with her painful vision. Caitlyn reached her hand over, trying to grab her hand. "Blue hair. blue braids," Caitlyn tried to express what she saw, the danger that was in the academy hall as her hand struggled to stay still from the amount of pain in her body. Shrapnel shards stuck out of her arms, her clothing burned at the edges, and her hat completely blacken and destroyed from the impact of the fire. Blood staining her upper arm and around her around.

"danger, go," Every word came in short sentences with no real understanding to them. Her tremors could not be stopped as she still tried to listen past the ringing in her ears. Despite the danger, there existed a small comfort that she wasn't alone. She didn't know if any of the other enforcers had made it out. They all went inside, and the two next to her… they needed help. The sirens rang in her ear that went off around the entire city, and the smoke pricked her nose. "Get help," She tried to express to Elora, as Caitlyn would be no help here. Her visions blurred at the edges again as her head slumped to the side feeling a sense of vertigo hitting her senses once more.

[ask-elora-arcane]

I'm doing alright.

however, my day is better now that you are here.

Miss Medarda- I mean Mel.

how are you doing?

-@ask-elora-arcane

She giggled

I’m good elora how are you