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avalononline2021-09-23 01:50 pm
beewulf) wrote in avalononline2021-09-23 01:50 pm
video + action // un; Berserker
[ Video + potential action]
For those of you that are digging for the dragon's horde and wish to keep some for yourself. That's cool and all, but remember to at least give away most of what you're able to. Things kept and horded by greed, and guarded by malice, often hold a certain weight to them. That said... I'm still not fully put together, need a bit of helping digging through the rubble. For those able and willing to, the help will be appreciated.
[And true to his word, anyone taking a trip to the ruins of what was once the dragon's lair will find a worn Beowulf, attempting to move rubble and collect what he could from what was left from the horde. Whether the treasure was damaged or not. It could all help in some way, he figured.]
[Video sometime later // Locked tofujimaru]
[He adjusts the large back on his shoulders, the sound of jingling resonated from it. A chosen assortment of goods he had picked out of the rubble. Not quite as valuable as the ones he'd been planning on giving away, but still quite precious. He didn't think it would be much, but with any luck it'd make her life a bit easier. Not like he was going to keep any of it, it was better to see that his master was better propped up in any case.]
Oi, master. Where can I meet you?
[He tried making it sound less like a demand as much as he could. Though the gruff and to the point tone in his voice most likely made it difficult to distinguish.]
[Video sometime later // Locked topeninhand]
[Right, one last gift. It might be a bit late, he realized. And perhaps not the best time. But he figured she might still enjoy the bit of attention or acknowledgement for her day of birth. Besides, he felt bad for having taken off and not shown as he had.]
Monika, you able to meet up?
[Probably a sudden call, but he was never one to beat around the bush.]
[ooc: just a real quick log post to try and help wrap things up with him event-wise.]
For those of you that are digging for the dragon's horde and wish to keep some for yourself. That's cool and all, but remember to at least give away most of what you're able to. Things kept and horded by greed, and guarded by malice, often hold a certain weight to them. That said... I'm still not fully put together, need a bit of helping digging through the rubble. For those able and willing to, the help will be appreciated.
[And true to his word, anyone taking a trip to the ruins of what was once the dragon's lair will find a worn Beowulf, attempting to move rubble and collect what he could from what was left from the horde. Whether the treasure was damaged or not. It could all help in some way, he figured.]
[Video sometime later // Locked to
fujimaru][He adjusts the large back on his shoulders, the sound of jingling resonated from it. A chosen assortment of goods he had picked out of the rubble. Not quite as valuable as the ones he'd been planning on giving away, but still quite precious. He didn't think it would be much, but with any luck it'd make her life a bit easier. Not like he was going to keep any of it, it was better to see that his master was better propped up in any case.]
Oi, master. Where can I meet you?
[He tried making it sound less like a demand as much as he could. Though the gruff and to the point tone in his voice most likely made it difficult to distinguish.]
[Video sometime later // Locked to
peninhand][Right, one last gift. It might be a bit late, he realized. And perhaps not the best time. But he figured she might still enjoy the bit of attention or acknowledgement for her day of birth. Besides, he felt bad for having taken off and not shown as he had.]
Monika, you able to meet up?
[Probably a sudden call, but he was never one to beat around the bush.]
[ooc: just a real quick log post to try and help wrap things up with him event-wise.]
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[That gets a raised eyebrow, followed by a deep laugh followed by him reaching over to ruffle her hair.]
I'll tell you here and now that everyone will notice you gone for just a single day! But if you insist on camping, try more for a like a week to sort your head. And make sure you tell everyone you know... and figure out who you want to stay with. Me, another of the servants, or a friend you made here.
[There was an even larger grin.]
And if you don't do any of that, I will know. And mark me that I will tell on you.
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[ Not the hair ruffling. That part, she's used to, but she does puff up a little in offense at the threat. "Threat." She's never been afraid of him, but she knows when she's being bullied! ]
Ugh, fine. Fine, I'll tell people... I'll be careful. I promise.
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[Hair ruffling, ruffles ruffles. Pat pats. That puffing up just makes him want to bulli even more you know. Treat her like a certain banana-class servant.]
You'll let everyone know, and you'll be careful, AND you will find actual lodging with someone you can trust and like; either with myself or someone else.
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[ She's grumbly but accepting. There's no real getting around it; it's not like she would order him to not tell, even if she were capable of it right now. The most she can do is what she is right now, complaining but acquiescing. ]