- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Online Availability
- Evening (Central time)
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- Adept
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- Preferred Character Gender
- Transgender
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- Genres
- S: Faerie tale fantasy, high fantasy, dark fantasy, space opera, cyberpunk, gothic
K: High fantasy, dark fantasy, sci-fi, cyberpunk, steampunk, gothic
"I think I'm fine with that." Laurelle forced a smile. "But first, let's eat." She blinked to Prismsphere, coming back a moment later with a bundle of trail rations, a simple grate to set over a fire, frozen meat, and a jug of water. She laid the rations aside, setting up a quick cooking area for the meat. Laurelle was no cook, but she traveled enough to know as much as was needed to get along.
Skye was awoken by the smell. She sat up, yawning. She hadn't realized how hungry she was, so she was thankful Laurelle was cooking. She came out of the tent and sat down by Demi. "Hey, are you alright?" She asked with concern. She hoped she wouldn't come off as rude. She was feeling amazingly better with at least a partial night of rest. And she would feel even better after eating.
Skye was awoken by the smell. She sat up, yawning. She hadn't realized how hungry she was, so she was thankful Laurelle was cooking. She came out of the tent and sat down by Demi. "Hey, are you alright?" She asked with concern. She hoped she wouldn't come off as rude. She was feeling amazingly better with at least a partial night of rest. And she would feel even better after eating.