-The Mythics RP-

[_-Captain BRM-_]

Jintao watched Tay comb through everything. He was amazed, and almost concerned by her swiftness. She could be a thief- he thought, but then why was she so good at paying? Perhaps her family was often in danger, which lead to them to always being in a rush? Jintao wasn't sure and he didn't dare question her about it.
"This isn't my place," he leaned against the counter, "so it isn't up to me. You'll have to talk to Jack about it." He looked where Jack had disappeared earlier. "If they say no, you can stay at my place. It's not too far from here."
Jintao watched Tay open the jar and smell its contents. He could barely stop himself from smiling when she wrinkled her nose. " Me?" he asked, sounding half offended. "Do I really smell that bad?"
He watched her return to the counter and count the coins. "Jack probably has the keys," he said. "I don't work here."

@_-Captain BRM-_

"You have a place?" She murmured, estimating the general cost of the items she selected before sliding the airy money bag back into her dress.
She pushed the herbs and liquor to the far edge of the counter, then knelt and retrieved a pair of high-laced boots from where they glistened, unprotected and displayed at the shuttered window. She held her palm to the rubber sole. "These are fine." The boots stood tall and firm, unbroken.
She sighed and glanced at Jintao. Wavy curls dangled over her eyes. "Blessings for bringing me here, friend. If I had more change I'd offer it gladly. But alas," she tossed the boots to the counter and cocked her head, "I'm broke."

@Lacy Duckwing

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

Tay will never make it to the port bruh IMTRYINGIMTRYYYIIIING-

 

[-Shade-]

Galen took a deep breath to clear his head. He felt cornered.
"I-" His words rattled in his dry throat. He cleared it and started again, "When do you plan on leaving." It was his main goal to leave the cove as soon as possible. It wasn't safe here especially now that day would soon break.


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Raven watched from where he stood in the shadows. What confirmation did he need? There were two Harpies without disguise and that was green light enough. He chuckled to himself and pulled his hood over his head, "it seems," he murmured, "that they are in need of a crew member."
He slid out of hiding and strode towards the ship.

Feathers bristled, rustling the cloak as Ember straightened, a chill running down her spine.
Something stirred in the corners of her mind, unnerved and anxious, grappling with the sense of darkness, like black cobwebs growing with an approaching presence.
Danger.
Ember tensely pulled her hood back over her head, slowly glancing over at the boarding plank and down to the shadowed docks. She slowly rested a hand on her flintlock again, wondering vaguely if the other Harpies could feel the warning too.

@-Kiwi-
@RDchicken99
@Isabella5Storm3

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

"You have a place?" She murmured, estimating the general cost of the items she selected before sliding the airy money bag back into her dress.
She pushed the herbs and liquor to the far edge of the counter, then knelt and retrieved a pair of high-laced boots from where they glistened, unprotected and displayed at the shuttered window. She held her palm to the rubber sole. "These are fine." The boots stood tall and firm, unbroken.
She sighed and glanced at Jintao. Wavy curls dangled over her eyes. "Blessings for bringing me here, friend. If I had more change I'd offer it gladly. But alas," she tossed the boots to the counter and cocked her head, "I'm broke."

@Lacy Duckwing

"Yes," Jintao replied. Did he really look homeless? He was poor and obviously cared about the poor, but he wasn't homeless.
He watched her pick up the boots. That were pretty and thought they would look good on her. He jingled the coins that were still in his hand. "You didn't need to pay me if you couldn't afford it." Jintao place the coins carefully on the counter and slid them towards her. "I didn't need the money."

Jack and his wife, Daisy entered the room. Daisy was about as old as her husband and she was a little bit shorter. She carried two bowls of hot pottage, which she handed one of each to the visitors. "You two look starved," she said with her aging tone. "Eat up before it gets cold." She stared Tay. "Lyra, it is?" She gave her husband a concerned look, who met her look with his own. "Such a pretty name," she turned back to Tay.

@_-Captain BRM-_

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

“Thank you. If anybody can find it, you can.”
The two headed over to the trunk, where Adeen held all of her old belongings that were now much useless. Maybe in the future they would be used again, but not until then.
“What’s this?” Claura held up a half finished sampler, that clearly had been started recently, because there were some black soot marks around the edge. “I thought you hate embroidery.”
“I do even more now that I’ve tried it again “ Adeen replied

(Um, @Shabby Chic-Hens, you're not supposed to RP other people's characters... )

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

(Um, @Shabby Chic-Hens, you're not supposed to RP other people's characters... )

(I didn’t think that was considered RPing. I’ll edit it.)

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

(I didn’t think that was considered RPing. I’ll edit it.)

(Everything to do with our characters and their actions is role play. Thank you.)

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

(Everything to do with our characters and their actions is role play. Thank you.)

(Ok, good to know. The reason I did it was because I thought you might need some inspiration. I’ll edit it more if you want)

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

(Ok, good to know. The reason I did it was because I thought you might need some inspiration. I’ll edit it more if you want)

(I edited it)

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

(I edited it)

(Thank you.

For future reference, please don't RP other people's characters. They typically don't like that unless they gave permission before hand.)