#tabaxi sergio

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A picture of Sheriko done by the very talented @risingshine!

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Sheriko thumbed through the available spices, his advanced sense of smell giving him an edge for experimentation. After figuring out how to use an oven, he eventually steamed the clams with a variety of spices and herbs that could make even a human's mouth water with how good it smelled. He wasn't a professional cook, but he was pretty damn good when it came to seafood.

It felt a bit strange actually sharing food he made as well, but it wasn't nearly as shocking as it was seeing Seravin still...shirtless. She was clearly cold, but it was unclear if she was staunchly trying to prove a point to Sheriko or was just too tired to put some actual clothes on. Perhaps he could think straighter he wasn't busy staring.

♫ for Lia, from Sheriko?

Send ♫ for my muse to meet yours in a bar

Lia and bars were weird. Her healing milk didn't make her immune to alcohol. However anyone who tried to roughly handle her in a bar got a face full of fist. However he was surprised as someone was just staring at her horns. "Yes." She said simply. "They're real and natural." She added ehr tail lazily swishing.

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“I get that you don’t like celebrating your birthday, but I still want you to have fun.”

"Huh?"

He snapped out of his daydreaming, recalling the times he spent with his father. Now back to reality, he sunk his head low as he hugged his knees on the ground. "Oh..."

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@steel-forged

"Huh? How you know so much 'bout me? I don't even know what any a' these words are, but I know you do. What, you can read minds and shit wit that magic, too???"

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"I mean...if that's how I go out, that's how I go out. There's worse ways a' dyin'."

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"How's that even possible?" asked Sheriko.

"Who wants ta go stargazing and create constellations of eachother?~"

[turbofennec]

my newest dnd character; Sergio Servalis the tabaxi gunslinger!

[redemptioninchaos]

'small things' - 1 for aurora and andrew, 1 for aurora and iyana, 1 for sheriko and chiasa

"Andrew could work 24 hours straight and still be aware enough to know when I'm lying next to him. Without fail, he'll feel me crawl on top of him, let out a soft mumble, and wrap an arm or two around me in his sleep. I still squeal when he does that."

. . .

"The way Iyana's eyes changed when she first had my cooking...that's when I realized why I was here. If it was just to make sure one of the brightest young minds would get sufficient food, sufficient rest, sufficient care, it would be enough for me. I pray that she's felt more at home here in Durtal since she met me."

. . .

"I know I'm a small 'baxi, but it always, uh, surprise me when Chiasa jest carries me in her arm like I weigh nothin'. I was so used ta gettin' so little sleep that when I started gettin' some good rest, I'd wake up well past the mornin'. We on the move a bunch, and Chiasa coulda woke me up before we moved, but she jest...let me sleep. I'd wake up like I was still sleepin' on top a' her, and she'd be carryin' me, bein' real gentle so that she wouldn't wake me up. She ain't have ta do that, but...she did. I ain't wanna leave her side afta that."

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@pinklocksoflove

The tabaxi had hardly eaten anything in two days. The brand still felt fresh on the back of his neck, and he knew it made him a target if he encountered the wrong people. However, it didn't seem that the wrong people would have randomly set up camp in the middle of the dense Durtalian forests...

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Sheriko's ears drooped at hearing about Fiann's past as a married woman, at first thinking that she was still married and therefore ruining any chances he had with her. But he noticed the past tense, was. Either she was a widow or a divorcee. Either possibility depressed the tabaxi slightly, and if Fiann had fur, he'd have bet his last gold piece that it would have bristled up in her anger in that brief moment.

He felt his face get warmer when she smiled at him later, his tail flickering as he walked into the tavern. His own smile faded when the tavern, mostly populated by humans, gave him strange looks before seeing Fiann follow after him.

Spreading her fingers, Fíann looked down first at the hand where she'd worn the ring, then the other. She had wanted to learn how to write with her left hand, too, once upon a time - and she had wanted to use her hands for gentle touches. She was a musician and an artist, but the times she'd had to punch her way out of situations outnumbered the paintings she'd crafted.

"Slavers? No, no..." The look she gave Sheriko was serious; somewhat sad, even. If he looked hard enough, he would notice the hint of fondness in her gaze. "I was married." Even after all those years, the words still had a faint taste of tar. "Not that there aren't people trying to catch... all sorts of non-humans, but it wasn't them I met. They lucked out." She said the words through clenched teeth.

For a moment, the rage rose inside her. Before Merrick happened, I wouldn't let myself go this far. But now... whoever comes looking for a villain will find one. I'm done letting the lies spread. I'd rather fuel truths. As awful as they paint me to be. "I think you'll like it. It's sweet and filling, and it'll warm you up. Even better if you have it on a ship before bed after you've had an adventure..." A dreamy smile appeared on her face, then she opened the door. "After you."

[asunnydog]

Chest stare from Sergio: The tabaxi tried to at least be clandestine...

Probably rather hard, since she decided that tops were overrated today.

"Hello to you too!~"

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He hissed, his haunches rising as he bared his teeth. He immediately took a few steps back...

[asunnydog]

Huh. It wasn't often someone was this open towards him. He didn't even ask for her name, but he supposed if she was one to go topless randomly, she wasn't likely to keep her identity hidden.

"Uh...Sheriko." He was still a bit distracted before realizing he gave his Tabaxi name. "S-Sergio, in, uh, in Common."

"It's nice to meet you, Sheriko!" It was much easier to pronounce the tabaxi name, apparently.

"ARe ya out and about for any reason? Or did ya come to see little old me?~"

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Sheriko seemed staunchly adamant in not answering the question, being 5'2" himself.

"Is 5'6" short? I don't even know."

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Sage makes herself comfortable on the table before the cat, crossing one thick, pale, smooth leg in front if the other. The princess donned a pink and red look with heart accessories.

“Happy love day kitty cat. Would you like to spend a little of your day with me. As its a holiday I’m understandably busy, BUT, I have an hour to spare if you’d like a little attention.” She smiles at him, leaning her elbow on her knee and chin in her hand, its a cool and mischievous smile full of promises.

"Love Day?"

The tabaxi had never heard of the holiday, but he got a rough idea what to expect from the name alone, even more so as he looked at the princess's getup. The warm colors and style seemed to invite affection, passion, warmth. Princess Sage would have done so without the outfit, but it certainly didn't harm his outlook towards her one bit.

Red rushed to his cheeks as he stammered, "I-I mean...I do like, uh, t-talkin' ta you, M-uh, Sage."

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@zevlow

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He slowly got up, but he avoided her gaze as he admitted, "I, uh, heard you say somethin' 'bout bowin' ta kings and queens and, uh...not gettin' up until you told me to like a, uh...g-good boy." He seemed to cough a bit at the last part, his face flushing madly.