Manna Beast
I don't trust trees. They're shady.
Original poster
BOGGIEST GREMLIN
STAFF MEMBER
DONATING MEMBER
MYTHICAL MEMBER
- Invitation Status
- Not accepting invites at this time
- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- All day, every day
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- -Fantasy with means of magic and sword based feelings, i do prefer a bit of romance in stories
-Modern with again a fantasy feel
-Cut in anything with a bit of Romance and I can give it a try.
Cupping a hand across the length of her brow to shield the sun from her eyes, it appeared the town was as busy as ever. People milled and meandered from here to there, there to here. Some exchanging conversation with another while others made a clear point to do what they had on their minds and nothing else.
Blowing the black hair up and out of her face that dared to trickle down, she couldn't help but frown a little. She couldn't see even from this close were the lock was. She knew the phrase was confusing to most but it was a key word that mercs and assassins used in everyday conversation hoping to keep low and out of the eyes of the law. A lock was nothing more than a lazy word for a mission that required them to gather something of value or even a person of value. She was waiting for Jynard to make his appearance in the town square so she could report in the current lock she had finished and in turn, gather up a secondary one.
Wagon's bounded along the well worn road into the town, most of them filled with vegetables fresh out of the fields in hopes to sell; but there was one or two of them that had a family and some stragglers from the road as well.
Meridan was a quiet place to dwell in all honest truth, it was quaint and screamed the simple life that made you think of a story book rather. It was easily why Jynard had chosen this place as a rendezvous due to its serene nature.
Forcing herself up from lying on her stomach to sit on the grass as she idly drop her hand back down, the annoying sound of her stomach proved to catch her attention again. The throng that was usually held some coin in it was empty, probably why she was so desperate to receive the payment from the last mission so she could at least eat something in the day rather than going rooting around for it in the backdrop of the sparse forest.
Blowing the black hair up and out of her face that dared to trickle down, she couldn't help but frown a little. She couldn't see even from this close were the lock was. She knew the phrase was confusing to most but it was a key word that mercs and assassins used in everyday conversation hoping to keep low and out of the eyes of the law. A lock was nothing more than a lazy word for a mission that required them to gather something of value or even a person of value. She was waiting for Jynard to make his appearance in the town square so she could report in the current lock she had finished and in turn, gather up a secondary one.
Wagon's bounded along the well worn road into the town, most of them filled with vegetables fresh out of the fields in hopes to sell; but there was one or two of them that had a family and some stragglers from the road as well.
Meridan was a quiet place to dwell in all honest truth, it was quaint and screamed the simple life that made you think of a story book rather. It was easily why Jynard had chosen this place as a rendezvous due to its serene nature.
Forcing herself up from lying on her stomach to sit on the grass as she idly drop her hand back down, the annoying sound of her stomach proved to catch her attention again. The throng that was usually held some coin in it was empty, probably why she was so desperate to receive the payment from the last mission so she could at least eat something in the day rather than going rooting around for it in the backdrop of the sparse forest.