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Rest. Voph could not afford to rest. Not here. Not now. It was too close. He was too exposed here. In what Penelope could never understand as the ultimate sign of trust, Voph did his best to slither out of his armor and jacket as she tried to dress him down. His injuries were soon revealed to...

Voph turned to squint at the woman that had approached him. An apothecary wasn't any kind of healer he'd ever heard of before. But offering to tend his wounds was something he wouldn't pass up. He swayed for a moment, then with drew a few gold pieces from the pouch upon the counter, and offered...

God, they'll let anyone in here, won't they? Actually on second thought they let me in, so of course they'd let you in. Anywho, AYYYYYYYYYYYYYY Welcome to the party, bud

Voph did not immediately emerge from the treeline. He wasn't done scanning it for intruders. But soon he was satisfied that there were no archers hiding in the trees. And he was...disappointed. Certainly not how he'd have defended his home. He stood, turning to look behind him one last time...

Voph was lost. Not in the literal sense. No, he very much knew exactly where he was. Five paces in front of that bush, seven paces from the next one. But where to go exactly, and what to do next, he'd no idea. His interaction with Ishmael at the inn was...well, a positive one, he supposed. They...

They. Didn't. Care. And that alone was the greatest boon Voph could have asked for. As he stumbled closer to the city he could feel eyes upon him, but eyes that would quickly look away disinterested. Voph wanted to get closer to the heart of the city, but he felt as if his lungs would burst if...

Merethyl Elatoris Listen, just dooooont even worry about it.... xD

Nope, that was the other Voph. Nasty guy. Looks just like me, but is totally not me. Yup. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

The darkness was blinding. An odd sentiment, perhaps, but true none the less. Light, in even the slightest degree, invoked a deep, scorching pain within Voph's eyes. It had grown stronger and stronger with each passing step. And now, he stood in the winds above. Wind. He'd only heard rumors of...

Oh the trouble we shall cause, Ishmael...

And the only prescription... Is more cow--Roleplay. I was gonna say Roleplay. What did you think I was gonna say? Anyways, sup folks, I'm Voph, stuck my nose in here around... A while ago (Super empirical measurement of time, please hold your applause). Ended up bailing to focus on a story I...

"I don't know. There is a place I am meant to go, but I do not know where it is. And I have a feeling telling me it would be unwise to seek it out right now." Voph took his own first bite of the food, but made no effort to adjust the taste. Either he didn't mind it, or couldn't be bothered to...

Voph didn't bat an eye at Fi's inflection on decades. He knew elves were long lived compared to his own people. "Four years since I took to the road. I had just begun my second decade when my mother died. Without her to care for, I had no reason to stay." Voph spoke about this matter-of-factly...

Voph arched a brow of his own at the woman's assumption. "And how do you know which gods I serve, I wonder." A wry smile followed the question, suggesting that he didn't much care what the exact answer was. His faith was just that: his. Didn't matter what other people thought. Live and let live...

"And gods willing, it will never." Voph tipped the horn ever so slightly as he said this in a mock toast. Calling him a man in armor was...something of a misnomer, if one were to ask him. Sure, he wore metal vambraces, but the rest of his "armor" was mere pads of reinforced leather placed at...