forum Kingdom Roleplay

Started March 14, 2018 by @Meowstic27

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Lloyd was unsure how to react, but relaxed his wings a bit, considering everyone seemed to know he was an angel at this point.

“Well hello there Lloyd. I’m Tanrial and my friend on your head is Mari,”

Noticing that Lloyd had bowed, Maybelle curtsied. "Pleasure to meet you as well, Lloyd."

"Er, nice to meet you." Lloyd glanced up at the two fairies. He felt very exposed and small here, since from what he could tell, he was the youngest here. He hoped that these people weren't too concerned with the fact that he was an angel, and he wondered whether they recognized him from before. He remembered seeing them in the marketplace, but not much else.

“Ok, so we have an angle, two fairies, a mage and I’m guessing you are a human, Maybelle?” Tanrial said.

"Nah, I'm a monkey in disguise." Laughing, Maybelle shook her head. "Yes, I'm human. I wish I was something else though. . . You all have cool lives."

Tanisha shrugged, “I guess a life of solitude would be cool to some people. Well, nearly solitude.” Tanrial winked at Mari.

Mari squeaked indignantly, gesturing to her throat and mouth.

"Not so cool, actually…" Lloyd looked away. "It's quite difficult to hide a pair of wings on a daily basis. As of now, you guys are the only ones who even know I'm an angel, and that wasn't even intentional. I always have to conceal them under something… it's not very comfortable."

She flew off of Lloyd’s head, leaving a half finished braid, and got comfy next to Tanrial’s neck.

//I’be gtg, will probably be back in half an hour to an hour

“That would be hard. Mari and I don’t leave home often.” Tanrial shrugged again, looking at Lloyd.

Maybelle winced at Lloyd's explanation of his angel-life. "Yeah, that must be a knock-back. I couldn't imagine hacing to conceal wings every day."

Arya
Age: 270
Gender: Female
Role: Local healer/mage
Species: Elf (Middle earth style)
Looks: Redhead, blue eyes, pale skin tone that casts a light that makes her and everyone around her look more beautiful, 6' 11"
Persona: Motherly, wise, omniscient.

“At least you get to go out into the markets without fear of being killed.” Tanrial said to Maybelle. She felt Mari settle into a spot by her neck.

He nodded slightly. "I hate having the armor on, because it crushes my wings. I take it off whenever possible so I don't cause permanent damage or something. I'm pretty sure I can still fly though, despite the fact that I haven't for a while. I don't get much opportunity to."

"Yes, of course, Tanrial. Except my parents rarely let me out of the house, they are so over-protective." Maybelle paused, then looked around at the four others around her. "That must seem like a silly excuse compared to all of you."

Arya was taking a stroll, when she heard the conversation.

“At least you had parents,” Tanrial mumbled glancing slightly towards Mari who gave the same look back.