Recent content by Luna Griffinsbane

The little green one talks too much. The thought flitted through her mind quickly, and without being uttered. She accepted the skewered meat and vegetables and stared at it as steam wafted off of it. There was little in the way of hunger, as she had stated before. "I do not know," she said...

She did not shy back from the owner of the stall, but she did draw the hood about her face a little closer. This time she seemed to be uncaring of the livid scar tissue. The wash of words from the goblin ran over her like water over a stream bed. She picked through the words all the same; money...

Her head whirled at the list of needful things, and the truth of it was that she knew well enough that the funny little green thing was not lying about any of that. She was not of the city, but rather of the world beyond. She knew plenty of trail craft, and of survival in the wild lands. She...

"...", she replied to him. The words were again muffled and impossible to make out. "Luna," she said in her customary low tones. Her voice rasped a bit, though. She was wary in the highest about the goblin - wary of all the people on the street as it were - but she also lacked the street wisdom...

Will post after work in a few hours ~~

She eyed the dagger offered to her without turning her head. Iron, of average craftsmanship. It was a workman's tool, not really suited for use as a weapon. It was just as well, because she doubted that if it came to a fight, she would be doing anything other than being bested. She knew very...

Goblin. Heard of, but not seen. She knew nothing of these creatures, anymore than she had known of orcs before being in the custody of one or two. She had never really met anyone other than humans and an elf or two in her life. Clearly the world was full of people she had never dreamed of...

It was a near certainty that the sneak-thief would have managed to take all of her possessions, if she'd had any to start with. She did not, beyond threadbare clothes and nearly empty pockets. At his words, her eyes darted to the left and found the face of...of... She gave an involuntary gasp...

Throw him in, its open~

https://chroniclesrp.net/threads/a-day-in-the-sun.2743/ Pretty open ended yet.

The sun shone down on her, the feeling unfamiliar after long weeks spent in a nondescript room receiving aid for the injuries that even now still ached in a dull way. Months before that, it had been the hold of a vessel slowly rocking back and forth, chained to a bulkhead except when it was time...

Luna is definitely no monster hunter! I have a perfect idea. Why don't I just create an open thread and then link it back to here?

Sure can! Do you have any plots or ongoing character related anythings going on?

I have recently completely gutted and redone the backstory and a number of character traits for this character, as it was unused before. I would like to try out the revised concept. Character is currently located in Alliria. If you have a story idea, thats great; if not, that is also great...

She didnt reply to Esme's last retort before taking the trash to be disposed of properly. She sat and thought, trying to choose a path to follow. The time of waiting was over. And yet... And yet, she couldn't shake that something more important was going on, here. That face and not really...