- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- Multiple posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- On fairly regularly, every day. I'll notice a PM almost immediately. Replies come randomly.
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- No Preferences
- Genres
- High fantasy is my personal favorite, followed closely by modern fantasy and post-apocalyptic, but I can happily play in any genre if the plot is good enough.
The dark-skinned Zamaiya lifted her head from the ropes she was coiling at the sound of footsteps approaching her. Almost instantly, her black eyes locked onto Khelida's approaching figure. There was no unfamiliarity in her eyes as she looked at the oracle, rumors of her presence had long since spread all over the ship, but her fingers still clutched somewhat nervously around the rope for a moment, before she straightened her shoulders to listen to Khelida's request.
As soon as Khelida turned away Zamaiya began to move, heading unerringly towards the ship's wheel. However, she came to an instant halt at the sound of Khelida's voice, turning around with a trace of reluctance. "She'd... ah... be down'n the worship room still. Prayers 'nt done yet."
True to Zamaiya's indication, Storm Priest Ashana was still down in the prayer room, kneeling before the statue of the storm god. Varen's arrival had momentarily interrupted the ritual she had been conducting, but as soon as the man had left the room with Khelida in tow she'd resumed the ritual as though there hadn't been any interruption.
The rest of the crew followed along easily enough. Everyone knew that Ashana and the Captain didn't really get along all that well, and they mostly got by just ignoring each other's presence.
The basic ritual finished several minutes after the captain had left, and most of the crew scattered. Few of their loyalties to the gods went further than what was required to prepare their daily magic. However, both Ashana and Henrika remained in front of the god's statue as the rest of the gathered people left, preparing to continue with the full ceremony that would last for almost another hour.
As soon as Khelida turned away Zamaiya began to move, heading unerringly towards the ship's wheel. However, she came to an instant halt at the sound of Khelida's voice, turning around with a trace of reluctance. "She'd... ah... be down'n the worship room still. Prayers 'nt done yet."
True to Zamaiya's indication, Storm Priest Ashana was still down in the prayer room, kneeling before the statue of the storm god. Varen's arrival had momentarily interrupted the ritual she had been conducting, but as soon as the man had left the room with Khelida in tow she'd resumed the ritual as though there hadn't been any interruption.
The rest of the crew followed along easily enough. Everyone knew that Ashana and the Captain didn't really get along all that well, and they mostly got by just ignoring each other's presence.
The basic ritual finished several minutes after the captain had left, and most of the crew scattered. Few of their loyalties to the gods went further than what was required to prepare their daily magic. However, both Ashana and Henrika remained in front of the god's statue as the rest of the gathered people left, preparing to continue with the full ceremony that would last for almost another hour.