My name is Adeline. I am a simple healer and herbalist, who is looking for her place in this world. I left everything behind, in order to find happiness.
(This is an independent role play blog. I'll roleplay with anyone.)
It was rather amusing to see the city folk scurry and hide under the nearest place for protection. Cars slowed down, umbrellas popped open, diners suddenly become full. It was just water, what was so frightening about it. Make-up? Their clothing? Hair? ‘Pft..’ She thought watching from the corner she stood at. If they knew what existed beyond their ignorant sight, the rain would be the least of their problems. Forest green eyes peered up to the now dark sky, blinking away drops that fell near her orbs. Were the heavens trying to wash this world of its blood stained grounds? Or was God weeping at his creation doing chaos on to the innocent planet and its inhabitants?
“Good luck with that one, mister all mighty..” She said more to herself than aloud to an audience. Returning her attention to in front of her, the young hunter walked. Her hip length hair stuck to her back and sides of her face thanks to the rain. A pale complexion didn’t aid the shade of her hair, fire truck red. Shin high combat boots pressed against the wet sidewalk, and she felt her jeans begin to weigh from being wet. The holster strapped to her thigh kept the gun powder in her weapon from getting wet, at least that was a plus. Clearing her throat she could taste it, the taste of metal, the taste of iron. “Really..now” She again said to herself, this time in more of a protest.
It was another busy day, there were people that she needed to tend to, and errands to run. She walked weaving though the crowd, avoiding the slower pedestrians, in order to get to her destination. She then felt something brush against her, it must have been someone else passing by. Her gaze scanned the crowd, it seemed like she hadn’t hit anyone, but the she heard someone speak. It seemed to be directed at her.
“Excuse me?” Adeline turned around facing the young woman.
The sound of rushing water echoed through the forest, beckoning all those who heard it to the banks of the creek. Adeline slipped off her chemise, leaving it with the rest of her clothes on a boulder that sat at the edge of the water. She stepped into the water, her form partially hidden by the boulder. She poured water on herself to cool down from the summer heat and wash away the sweat and grime that accumulated from her traveling. The cool water glistened on her bare skin, highlighting the delicate curves of her figure.
Footsteps could be heard, growing louder and louder with each minute. She turned around, her arms protecting her modesty. “What do you want with me?”
Auðhildr rolled her shoulders as the girl questioned her and merely shrugged in response. The hunt had been going poorly and she saw a creek that looked promising in terms of a place to rest, but didn’t expect anyone to be there. Luckily, she seemed harmless enough although the woman kept a finger on her axe just in case.
“I don’t need anything from you,” she said flatly, “Unless you happen to have seen someone else running through here. Pale skin, blonde hair, pointed ears.”
She grabbed her chemise from the rocks, and slipped it on. “No, I haven’t seen a single soul since dawn. I’m quite sorry.”
The sound of rushing water echoed through the forest, beckoning all those who heard it to the banks of the creek. Adeline slipped off her chemise, leaving it with the rest of her clothes on a boulder that sat at the edge of the water. She stepped into the water, her form partially hidden by the boulder. She poured water on herself to cool down from the summer heat and wash away the sweat and grime that accumulated from her traveling. The cool water glistened on her bare skin, highlighting the delicate curves of her figure.
Footsteps could be heard, growing louder and louder with each minute. She turned around, her arms protecting her modesty. “What do you want with me?”
A cold breeze blew through the forest, rustling the fallen leaves. Adeline shivered and tightened the woolen blanket around her. It was late, and she had no choice but to set up camp in the middle of the forest. She sat on a woven mat placed in front of the makeshift fire pit. This would have to do for the night, hopefully she could find an inn tomorrow to spend the night. That way, she would not have to worry about bandits.
Her horse wandered around behind the camp, nibbling on the grass. It seemed quiet enough, and she hadn’t seen any travelers pass by perhaps there was less to worry about than she had originally thought. Adeline gazed at the fire getting lost in her own thought, it seemed like only yesterday she had ran away from her husband’s manor. Then several days after his expected return, he began to send out men in search for her to bring her back home. The thought of returning home, made her stomach turn, there was nothing there for her. Yes, she had taken a lover, but it was too much of a risk. She had been almost caught one too many times, and she feared her husband’s wrath if he were to find out. This was safer than staying in the comforts of the manor, and staying with the man she loathed.
“If only the quality of one’s blood, determined one’s character.” she mused, thinking outloud.
