Avarice corrodes much like acid does.

"Sorry to interrupt you," her eyes darted to the nearby boots. "I simply overheard you talking of knights. I know several, two of which should be nearby if you wanted to meet them. I have heard of one more, although her reputation is..." she trailed off, uncertain how to phrase Verone's complicated

"Empress, they once called me. Ruler. Seer. How far I've fallen. A desolate land with no survivors. How I would trade myself for a young family with children. Surely someone else should have survived in my stead..."

"I am but a humble courier." Sybella bowed low, sweeping one hand behind her back. "Call me Bella."

"I've met many." Sybella grinned wryly while she thought of them, and her brief adventures with one of them. "Would you like to meet one? I believe such a meeting could be arranged."

"𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕜𝕪, 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕪𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗... 𝕎𝕒𝕤 𝕀 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤? 𝕆𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕀 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕥?"

The orange pigment did give her away rather easily. Perhaps some blue contact lenses?

She wore a sleeveless shirt and a pair of plain brown shorts and had a pair of cheap shoes that audibly clacked whenever she moved. Orange eyes regarded Inrin curiously, framed by the curls of her ear-length silver hair. "A pity. A knight is a wild card. Some are noble... some are not."

"Once upon a time, I may have been betrothed..."

"Have you met many knights? Or princes?"

Up late once again, writing an account of the last few weeks and trying not to notice the various inkstains that have decorated the sleeves of her shift. At times, she wonders if she even needs the sleeves, and as her quill slides into the inkwell, she once again wonders at the need for them.

// Independent portrayal of the Hollow Knight in which they're mainly Root-aligned. Heavily canon-divergent to enable them to be as close to a regular character as possible, but core story is still the same. ❀ Alternate-friendly and multiverse encouraged ❀ Open to all genres ❀ #HKRP / #MVRP ⇣

It happened to me. It cannot be undone. I must keep on living.

⠀ "𝘐 𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴." ⠀

"I am tired of these cheap shoes breaking..."

A mistake I may have made was assuming the average intelligence of the commoners in my kingdom was higher than it really was.

"Quite! How much for a bowl?" Already reaching into her small purse to pull out a few copper coins.

"What manner of stew, ser?"

The 𝘿𝘼𝙍𝙆 is generous and it is patient and it always 𝙒𝙄𝙉𝙎 – but in the heart of its strength lies its 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨.

𝖂𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘, 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖉𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖍 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖐𝖞 𝖂𝖍𝖔 𝖗𝖔𝖆𝖗 𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖚𝖒𝖇𝖑𝖊, 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖍 𝕬𝖓𝖉 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖉, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞 𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖞 #FantasyRP • #MVRP • #DnDRP

"Now that you've met me, I will teach you one thing..."

"I find myself wanting company and yet have no idea how to talk without sounding as though I am an official regent about to utter a proclamation."

"I have never traveled across a great ocean, perhaps that is something to consider doing before I die."

Standing out in the rain, letting each drop hit her without a wince. Ilma would have wanted her out of the rain... Sometimes, she dearly misses her former bodyguard.

It weighs heavily on my heart this day.

If I am more than my failures, why do my scars never fade?

... No, you misunderstood me. Those are the only 3 I recognize. We had many more.

We had many different names for the various beverages. The only three I recognize are whiskey, wine, and vodka.

Oh, we had something similar back at home.

You're why I'm so tired all the time.

How so?

Is it?

What is vodka.

I yearn for the world I once knew, and question how hastily I abandoned it. Perhaps, someday, I can return there.

Interesting hubris.

I miss the normalcy of the monotonous torment of politics.

Of course. Lead the way? I can follow, even with a brain as addled as mine. And are you of that namesake? Thunderstaff? It's quite a name for a House.

A recent injury has left my memory quite poor.

Does not Waterdeep belong to a kingdom?

One step forward. One step, again. We march across unbeaten paths. We hold fast, undefeated, unbent.

It was unbearable back home. What kingdom does she belong to?