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[vnselm]

@giselleendiron

The whole north of Candoris might as well be underwater for all the rain that was currently washing over it, leaving not a single stone, leaf, or head dry. Lukas was en route back to Ravenstone, in need of new supplies for his work at the capital, and it was rapidly becoming clear that he and his entourage were not going to be making it back tonight in this abysmal weather. Rain didn’t bother him, but being soaked to the bone did. Plus being in the saddle for so long was starting to make his bad leg cramp. Damn him for thinking he could do without the carriage this one time.

One of his guard came trotting back down the road from where he’d been sent to scout, and reported an inn not five minutes ride away. As promised, the party of Lukas, his manservant, and their four guards arrived at the Blushing Rosebud Inn. From the outside, it appeared to be a more or less respectable establishment: maintained flowerbeds out front accented a large, painted building that looked a little gaudy for Lukas’s austere taste. There was a stable close at hand, manned by a couple of strong youths who were happy to get the horses in out of the wet. Shouldering their packs and supplies, the Baron and his retinue pushed through the door into the inn, eager to be out of the rain themselves.

The interior was warmly lit and cozy, with decor that once again was far too cheerful and chintzy for Lukas to feel entirely at ease. They were greeted by a chipper-looking landlady, who immediately began fussing over the group like a mother hen. “Dear me, you look absolutely drenched, you poor lambs!” she squawked, fluttering around and relieving them of their cloaks and jackets. “Come, come! You’re not the only ones stuck out in this horrid downpour. Let me get you something to warm your insides while you sit by the fire.”

"If we could just get some rooms and dinner, that’d be great,” Lukas interjected. He wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries, though when was he ever? The landlady nodded and beamed at him, seeming to ignore his clipped tone and scowl. “Right you are, dearie! Go, go, sit! I’ll be back in a jiffy!” And she bustled away, hanging their wet outer clothes on a coat rack as she went. Lukas, meanwhile, was already limping towards the massive fireplace at the other end of the room, and one of several tables arranged before it. The landlady was right, they were not alone in seeking shelter tonight. The dining room was crowded, not noisy thankfully, but certainly livelier than he would have liked. One table seemed to be seating a host of merchants who were bantering about the rising price of grain in the capital, while another table held what might be a small mercenary company. Not too far from the larger table where Lukas seated himself, he could see a woman dressed in fine clothes with what appeared to be some guards around her. Probably another noble stuck on her way home. Lukas sighed and put his leg up on a chair to rest while his entourage seated themselves around him, murmuring about how nice the fire felt on their cold bodies. “Don’t drink too much tonight, okay?” he remarked to them, staring around at the busy dining room of the inn, eyes lighting again on the noblewoman nearby. “We’re turning in early and heading out first thing. I don’t want to be here longer than necessary.”

[vnselm]

sebnavarette:

Seb would not have found himself in situations like this on his own. He was a strong enough wolf to know exactly where he was going, so why he somehow ended up here was beyond his knowledge. His whole order of time had seemed to escape him too. From what he could last remember, he had been asleep in his bed far from wherever he was now. It was strange, that he somehow ended up in a workshop of all places. He offered the tall man a sheepish smile when he heard his voice booming. “Would you believe me if I told you I have no idea?” He raised his brow still confused at exactly what he was doing here.

“I mean, I know that’s not the most believable story,” he trailed off looking around him making sure that the man couldn’t easily grab a weapon to fight him off. But they were in an arsenal of inventions that Seb could only assume belonged to the man standing before him now. “Sebastián Navarette. Member of the royal pack, Lord of the Navarette Estate. I promise I mean no harm. I am just as confused as you are.” That was the truth, not that Seb would ever go out of his way to lie. Especially not in a moment where he could easily be killed by any of the weapons around them. There were contraptions that he had never even seen, let alone know how to use them properly. “And you are?”

Lukas narrowed his eyes at the other man, trying to determine whether his confusion was genuine or if this was just another attempt to mock Lukas. It wouldn’t be the first time someone had shown up in his workshop to belittle him with snide comments. But the people who liked to do that didn’t usually turn up at this hour. As the intruder introduced himself, Lukas limped over to the nearest work stool and sat down, still facing him. More than likely, if he’d come to harm Lukas, he would have done so already. And if he was here to insult him, then Lukas would rather be sitting down comfortably than straining his leg further.

“Navarette. I know that name,” Lukas answered, tilting his head up a little and giving the werewolf another once over. They were a well-respected family, not given over to the sort of petty in-fighting of other noble families. “Well then, I’m definitely sure you didn’t mean to find your way in here. Most people in court with a good reputation do everything they can to stay away from Anselms.” A wry, humorless smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Meant to say that first. Lukas Anselm, Baron of Ravenstone, blah blah blah, you get the gist.” He cast a quick glance around, then furrowed his brow again. “How’d you get in here? The door was locked from the outside. Is your wolf form small enough to fit under the doorjamb?”

[vnselm]

what a mood

[vnselm]

☠ wolves of the sea ☠

When they come for you, come running for the shore! Sail away, sail away, sail away!

A tribute to the nautical ne’er-do-wells of Candoris.

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[vnselm]

I ship you and pretty vampires

“Isn’t that, like, categorically all vampires? That’s their thing, they’re all pretty so they can lure their prey (humans) into a false sense of security. So basically, your ship is me and every single one of my species’ primary predators. ... Goody.”

[vnselm]

Anonymously or not, tell me who you ship my muse with.

[vnselm]

whose your hall pass?

“I... don’t think I know what this means. Does this mean something? Is it some kind of joke? I’m not really in the loop on popular culture right now.”

[vnselm]

Which vamp woman??

“I don’t know her name. Fuck, I barely remember what she looks like. It doesn’t help very much to say a hot blonde vampire, does it? And it doesn’t matter anyway. She sucked my blood and left me to hobble home from the middle of a warzone, she’s hardly dating material.”

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[vnselm]

Could you fall in love with someone from a lower station?

“I don’t see why not. The real question is could anyone feel that way about me, regardless of their station. The answer, based on thirty-two years of categorical evidence, is no. And frankly, I don’t think I could put up with most people of high or low station anyway. So it’s a moot point.”

[vnselm]

🖤

For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse

"Okay, not to sound like a mad scientist, but I wouldn’t mind a willing participant for some studies into fae anatomy and physiology. I know, I know, that sounds weird, but hear me out, it would actually be really helpful for some of my designs. It could help me solve a few different design flaws I’ve been having a hard time with, plus it would just be good knowledge for the world to have in general.”

[vnselm]

ARE YOU A VIRGIN.

“...... Yes. And?”

[vnselm]

☢️

For a controversy or scandal they have been able to keep mostly under wraps

"My family as a whole, basically. No one trusts an Anselm, but they’d trust us a lot less if they knew half the bullshit my extended family gets up to. I guess it’s no more ‘scandalous’ than anything else that goes on in court life, but people would interpret it as a lot worse just because of our family name. And it could ruin more than just my personal reputation if my cousin wasn’t reined in from time to time—she’s a fucking menace.”

[vnselm]

❤️

For a secret crush

“No one. Crushes are for children. Those weird dreams about that vamp woman don’t count.”

[vnselm]

🌧

For a heavy, emotional secret

"I believe I’m worthless. Ever since I broke my leg, I haven’t had a good reason to get out of bed that I really and truly believe it. Everything I tell myself about my goals and my self-worth is a lie that I use to force myself to keep going, or to get people to leave me alone. But the truth is, I’m not going anywhere. I’m never going to change the world. I’d be better off crawling into a cave and waiting to die. And I’m not sure why I haven’t done so already.”

[vnselm]

have you ever gone undercover to see how your servants fare under your rule? if so, do they like you? did you banish anyone? do you have abs under all those clothes?

“I have not. That’s more dishonest than I care to be with my staff. If they have a problem with how things are going for them, I’ve made sure they know they can take things up with me in a civil manner without having to resort to playing dress-up. I don’t know that I’d say they like me, but they’re loyal and that’s all I ask for. Haven’t had to banish anyone or dismiss them, luckily. They’re free to leave if they need to.

“And as for abs... technically everyone has abs, whether they’re defined or not. So yeah, of course I do. And they’re a bit defined, for the record. I do exercise, you know, even if I can’t run marathons.”

[vnselm]

@vnselm @kvyvs @sorchvs @rovnof @ginnizrvni

Force my Muse to Spill their Secrets

🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret

🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret

🌟- For a secret wish or desire of theirs

🍏- For something they secretly wish didn’t exist

🍎- For something they secretly wish did exist

❤️- For a secret crush

📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like

👁‍🗨- Talk about someone/something you like, but pretend to dislike

🍻- For something bad/mischievous you did as a child or teen that your parents don’t know about

🌜- For a ‘weird’ habit or tic that no one knows about

💃- For a talent that they like to keep hidden from others

🏹- For a talent they wish they had

👻- For something that scares or disturbs them, but they refuse to tell anyone

☢️- For a controversy or scandal they have been able to keep mostly under wraps

🐇- For a secret item they keep (stuffed animal, comfort object, etc)

📒- For a secret journal/diary they keep (Bonus: Share an entry from it!)

📔- For a secret sketchbook they keep (Bonus: Share a sketch or doodle within it!)

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse

❓- Free Space! Ask them about a specific secret!

[vnselm]

IT’S THAT TIME FOLKS

Question Lukas

Challenge Kaya

Quiz Sorcha

Grill Roan

Interrogate Genevieve