Rp - Gavel's Darkest Hour- Act Two Begins [7/7]

Shhhhhh, I've gone for as long as I lived (I think).
...
Btw, what are the elves' opinion on relationships? :/

Kya~
I'm a toaster. You sure you want to still go in? >.>

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So no revival there that I know of.

oof.

 

We're in 571 YC, actually.

 

"I don't know, but I do know that they have ties with the coalition"

 

So the pants are valid protection? >.>

 

Valley elves insist that relationships must be built slowly over decades to be valid at all, but wood elves are far more open - basically anything is okay as long as everyone's happy.

"The Coaltion does have a history of infighting. Perhaps they were unhappy with her style of rule? Or perhaps it was merely that she was a hobbit?"

 

Please, my fork craves to go inside your toaster. Literally and metaphorically. Writing this is killing me inside.

Shhh, you're not helping me.

 

:o
So... if I was to go be friends with a newborn girl. And then become in a dedicated relationship with them (they would be 8, I am 400+, both female, she's not an elf), wood elves would be fine with that?

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Kys, so I don't need to continue this.
But I'm not turned on, so you won't feel that shock from going in, losing half the experience. >.>

Helping me. <3

 

They do have objections to relationships with lopsided power dynamics, and that would fall under that.

 

?

But I wanted that sweet shocking feeling that would make me tremble followed by falling dead asleep by you.

 

oof

It's helping me...

Sorry, that's reserved for those who can flood my garden, causing the nature inside to thrive.

 

Helping with what?

Hels is a pretty good gardener, he could plant some seeds in your garden

 

"That I sadly cannot tell you"

 

"so um, how long can we expect the ceremony to last?"

 

Helping me keep my chasity.
...
Which is quickly being lost by the following conversation. .-.

Your seeds are probably too old and dead to grow anything worthwhile. >:T

 

"Right, right." As you turn another corner, a villager sprints past you, heading upstairs. Elimut charges after him.

The mayor laughs. "It's not a ceremony, silly, it's a rally. Much more exciting. So, starts tomorrow, about eleven in the morning, and lasts until mid-afternoon."

 

He's making those dreams tho.

Says the elder lady who's almost as old as Hels. Anyways, Hels' seeds, not mine. I got plenty of flower seeds.

For real tho, I do but never plant them. Our garden is to small.

 

Oof.

They say the more aged it is, the better it tastes. ^-^

Boi- are you courting a loli?
Why so many seeds then? xD

 

I air prison him and also run after him

 

Keep just standing therr and observing. :/

 

Like a fine wine/whiskey, aged in big barrels of oak.

You always go for loli characters, and looking back at our chat, kinda?

Also, I dunno, I guess I liked the idea of a house full of geraniums.