@dynamicxduo.bsky.social "Care to have a few drinks, see where the night takes us? I think we can help each other...." She opens her mouth slow, bearing her fangs. "...exercise."

"My age? That's rude to ask a lady, you know? Hmph. I am 285, and I am as strong as when I was 20." She seemed put off by the inquiry, but now it was clear.

@midapprentice.bsky.social A beautiful day for a stroll in the northern parts of the wilderness. Old temple or estate was up there; said to be abandoned and covered by magic fog. Likely nonsense. Today, a woman in a kimono was bent over the trail edge, tending to a row of orchids.

Reika gave a playful slap on his butt. "Buns of steel, Kiryu-san~!"

"My teeth? Sure, you can look. Uuaaaaahhh~"

@winged-hawk.bsky.social "You approach Tsunari Estate. My home. Kindly state your purpose." Reika readied her blade, in case he meant her harm. Not that she wanted to use it, mind.

Her family, long before they died, had a shared claim over the lands with other monarchs. However, once their vampirism became public their lands were seized or otherwise destroyed. Reika's estate, the family's personal home, is all that remains of the Tsunari Dynasty.

The area outside her estate clears up every spring, and the views are to die for. Reika treasures her home and the nature around it. Caring for your surroundings is how one shows dedication.

"Blackened Salmon, white rice, and some veggies." //Oddly enough had this recently at my familys

"likely Falkreath, Skyrim, as it IS my home. But a close second is Cheydinhal, in the land of Cyrodil. I adore the tall trees and the coziness of it all.

"Answering any questions I get, no matter how weird!"

"Two reasons to cheer for me in the Smash tournament!"

//

A guest character appears! "So, are you a tonkotsu kinda guy?" MIN MIN NSFW lewd Smash AU focus

//debating a pure lewd min min

"Got a thing for bloodsuckers, hmm?"

//unrelated to RP, I make stupid vids on sora sometimes.

"Flesh, hmm?" She chuckled at it, then resumed her stance. Reika kept her blade sheathed, though she lowered; her eyeliner matching his own. "This will be fun, you'll see. I'll get you smiling, if a bit exhausted, once we're done, John~"

She nodded, taking a slow deep breath. She would not hit him with any cheap shot, her own rules she played by. "I would appreciate it, if you did not try and kill me, good ser. Just a friendly spar." With the request made, she bowed, and assumed a confident stance.

"I have a garden that is the perfect size for you. Hmm... really stretch out and relax. Just watch the tulips, dear."

"You are never alone, dear elf. Please, should you find yourself needing company, visit my estate. Your woes won't find you here."

@apatheticwoes.bsky.social (Combat Starter) She stood before him, just having finished stretching. "Any ground rules you'd like to set before we begin, good ser?"

Like for a sparring starter with Reika.

@herokvatch.bsky.social A carrier owl has dropped a letter off to the Hero. "Having troubles with some cultists. Come visit for tea. Love, Madam Reika of the Forest Garden Temple."

Reika hopes you visit her temple, and rest your weary head.

Reika enjoyed the springtime. Her flowers begun blooming once more, and the fog rolls away, ever so briefly. She takes this time to catch up on current events, so that she is in the know.

@eliseurayel4.bsky.social A woman in an unusually vibrant garb sat alone in the tavern, sipping a tall thin bottle of sake. She had room for quests at her booth table, but no one sat with her. Her eyes met the elf's, for just a moment. They share a polite smile...

//if I can get a home again, I'll have to update Skyrim again, which MAY mean losing Reika's save. Hopefully not. My laptop is in storage due to a broken hinge.

She can smell and even taste your blood without ever having to bite you. Think of it like someone grilling a juicy steak right in front of you, and you haven't eaten all day. "You look.... Good."

Reika has felt energies from another world appear in her forest... Should they wander into the gloom, a kind face will guide the virtuous through... Or claim wicked souls who seek to cause harm. Be good for goodness sake.

Reika seemed to almost dance on the very air itself with each step, her gaze locked on him. "I am undeath, ser." Her crimson eyes looked him up and down. Fur or not, this being was strong, and his blood pumped with such a passion. She calmed herself and bowed to him, the scabbard of her blade >

Kreeg left much to answer,but then, so did she. While she spoke, she made a point to encircle him. It was slow, more analyzing than intimidating. Still, her pale skin, and oddly piercing eyes made her seem like a soul too curious about him. Reika herself was as much a beast as he was. Maybe more.

Reika hears tell of someone capable of great swordsmanship. She is eager to meet said problem solver, and test her metal.

Draw your blade against Reika and watch As you find yourself coming up short. Do not mistake peace For weakness

What is a man, hmm? A hopeful fool, in search of a peace undeserving. But enough talk, HAVE AT YOU!! *glass shatter*

Reika approached, her stance calmer. "Apologies. Hunters in the area have also made it unsafe for a lot of those that call the forest home." She bows to the skaven, allowing her to see up close his form. >

//Sorry for lack of replies recently. Life has been hectic. Finally catching a break with someone helping us get a car. That means safety and shelter, even if it's small. A reminder that things can get better if you keep trying your hardest. Everything you donate helps us survive, so please do. <3

A voice seemed to come from all around him. It was feminine,soft, almost motherly in tone. It danced between the trees, small leaves falling to the ground, with each time she dashed between them, unseen. "You do not belong in these woods, bloodletter. Many men have come to desecrate my forest. >

The vampire lurked closer, unaware the skaven plunderer could detect her. The undead only stunk if they rotted, after all. She inched closer, darting in blinks and glances where he looks away. "Interesting, he is quite a fighter..." She mumbled to herself. Her careless thoughts made her step on>

@battlerat.bsky.social Reika watched the rodent folk rummage through the bandit camp, now decimated. She kept her presence as hidden as she could, though her eyes gave her silhouette away.

||GENERAL INFO|| 🐀 Kreeg Coin-Claw is a Skaven Stormvermin turned Mercenary from Warhammer Fantasy/Age of Sigmar. 🐀 He's the big rat who (usually) makes all the rules 🐀 Crossover with other settings is fine 🐀 DMs are open, feel free to say hi! 🐀 RP can be sfw, but account is NSFW. No minors! 🔞

"vampire spit? Sure, here."

@dynamicxduo.bsky.social The pair stopped to rest along their journey, when they were approached by some nare-do-wells. They caught to rob Kiryu and Reika. Reika looked to the Dragon of Kamurocho... Waiting for his decision.

In the history of vampires, the woman of the woods, Reika Tsunari, was one who discarded such notions as power seeking. Her solitude was born of loss, and her vampiric ways were tolerated more kindly than vampires of today.

// my favorite bug is the Mantis

𝔗𝔯𝔦𝔬 𝔬𝔣 𝔗𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔟𝔩𝔢 Dʀᴀɢᴏɴ, Mᴀᴅ Dᴏɢ, Mᴀᴅ Bɪᴛᴄʜ; Tʜʀᴇᴇ Ex-Yᴀᴋᴜᴢᴀs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ.