ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤɪ'ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʜᴏsᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ 𝕐𝕆𝕌 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ☆ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝕐𝕆𝕌'ℝ𝔼 ᴍʏ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ㅤㅤ

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘉𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘏𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘳'𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘶𝘴 𝘞𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° she's awake. Somehow. She was sure she expired months ago. ㅤㅤ•° body straightening, armor feeling terribly empty despite it fitting just fine around her body. The rot writhes little, if at all. ㅤㅤ•° still, the knight stands, and continues her duty, not noticing that ... ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° she's awake. Somehow. She was sure she expired months ago. ㅤㅤ•° body straightening, armor feeling terribly empty despite it fitting just fine around her body. The rot writhes little, if at all. ㅤㅤ•° still, the knight stands, and continues her duty, not noticing that ... ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° staring at the distance. The soldier is gone. Was it all a dream.ᐣ Possibly. She will still try and get the flour. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° the knight's head turned to look at the walls of burning rocks and plants. Short and small as they are, they make for decent defenses against the creatures that live in these lands. That sort of included her, with how rotted she is, unfortunately. —&—

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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Currency .. runes, you mean.ᐣ” ㅤㅤ•° she straightened her hunched back and looked around, before gesturing at the ground where the giant children of rot once were, before they dissipated into air. ㅤㅤ•° she picked up a few runes from the ground, dropped by them. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“A nomad ... ” ㅤㅤ•° she could probably count herself as one, with how many times she's traveled out of Caelid all by herself. ㅤㅤ“I see.” ㅤㅤ•° she paid no mind to the corn, instead solely focused on the flame in front of her. ㅤㅤ“I hardly ever see nomadic paladins." ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° she nodded, slowly standing up. Her legs felt weak, but they could at least support her body and walk. ㅤㅤ“Come on. Our plan to buy flour and get clean water stays the same.” ㅤㅤ•° had it been somewhere else, sometime else, she would sound like she was only getting groceries. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° one moment she was at the brink of death, turning into nothing but a blob of flesh, and in the next the rot retreated back to the furthest corners of her body, and she was saved from another near-death experience. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Nay, I merely needed the heat of flame.” ㅤㅤ•° she sat beside the flame, too close for it to be uncomfortable for anyone else, yet she found most comfortable. A tired sigh left her lips, as the flame licked her fingertips. The armor kept her safe while still transferring the heat. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Ah ... Your Majesty. My apologies.” ㅤㅤ•° she bowed down briefly, eyes closed in concentration. ㅤㅤ“I had assumed you were a mere lord or noble ... ” ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° the knight stepped forward through the bushes, deciding to present herself in front of the paladin after a long time fighting herself. ㅤㅤ“Greetings. Wouldst thou mind if I stay here, for a night.ᐣ“ ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° she shook her head, a slight look of sadness appearing on her face. ㅤㅤ“Incurable, my liege.” ㅤㅤ•° she shook her head once again, and the sadness dissipated. ㅤㅤ“I am Shiyou of the Cleanrot Knights. A pleasure to meet you, my liege.” ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“I advise you to not touch me.” ㅤㅤ•° the warning was spoken with a soft voice, not meant to intimidate but only to alert. ㅤㅤ“For I am cursed with a deadly affliction.” ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° a knight, half-rotted and more a Thing than human, stood watching from afar. She is attracted by the flame, but did not want to intrude on the paladin. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° long red hair, golden armor ... a valkyrie, perhaps ... .ᐣ ㅤㅤ•° not her lady, though. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“D-Don't ... touch me ... The rot ... ” ㅤㅤ•° despite her words, she found no strength to even pull away. The rot spreading further and further to untouched places. She would be surprised if by the end of this damned thing, she would still be human. —&—

𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝑸𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒉 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒎. 𝑲𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆. | 𝑵/𝑺𝑭𝑾| 𝑰𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍| #MarvelRP #MVRP | 𝑨𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓|

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° the knight gripped her spear tighter, tenseness finding its way back under her skin and in her flesh and muscle. 𝘈 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘳.ᐣ 𝘈𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘊𝘢𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘥.ᐣ ... she supposed he does need one. Caelid has changed quite a lot in the past few years. ㅤㅤ“A tour, my lord.ᐣ” —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° at the question, Shiyou became slightly paler than she already was. How could she answer that.ᐣ She knew Lord Miquella went to the enact his plan with Radahn and Mohg's bodies in tow. So far, there was no news of his success, or his failure. She feared the worst. —&—

❝ Japan, and Asia as a whole, are placed perfectly for the taking. We just have to be bold enough to reach out. ❞ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐉𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐧. | #MVRP | #SFW | #NSFW | #RPSKY | #BSKYRP |

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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Are you ... ” ㅤㅤ•° the rot writhed within her body, crawling higher and higher as it seemingly reacted to the death of its kin. ㅤㅤ“Can you ... control fire as you do ice.ᐣ” ㅤㅤ•° she turned her head to face the captain, face showing incredible pain. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° how long has he been absent ... ah ... what a terrible question to ask her. She herself lost track of time long ago, the rot eating away at her memories. Still, she answered, as a knight should to her lady's brother. ㅤㅤ“A few years, my lord. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° the knight did what she was told, and stood up with her back straightened. The grip on her spear loosened ever so slightly, just enough to show that she wasn't feeling threatened, just ... worried. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“ ... Ah.ᐣ So this isn't where you're from.ᐣ” ㅤㅤ•° she looked around the place they ended up in. The grass below glimmered with an unnatural color. Purplish-blue, with a hint of the original green. The trees looked like glass, and the shrubs thick and difficult to pass through. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° as soon as she rebalanced herself, she pulled out her third weapon: a spear with a small shield attached on the handle. Without another word she rushed towards the child of rot, swinging the spear up from the ground, barely hitting the creature. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Yes, captain.” ㅤㅤ•° the words felt right to her, though she didn't pay it any mind as she stood up quickly and prepared her bow and arrow, quickly taking out another one skittering close to them with a headshot. ㅤㅤ•° she turned to face a third one with her arrow, but missed its head. —&—

| #FantasyRP | #MVRP | N/SFW|

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“An unusual name.” ㅤㅤ•° she noted, gaze finally moving away from him. She let go of the hilt of her blade, her hand dropping to the side. ㅤㅤ“Apologies. I do not mean to alert.” ㅤㅤ•° her gaze turned back to the drow, noting the unusual skintone and hair color. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° the Cleanrot momentarily awed at the sight of the Captain's ice magic. It was close to the Carian's cold sorcery, yet it did not seem to be that either. She felt not the faintest hint of mana coming from him. Just pure, unbridled magic. —&—

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .*:☆ﾟ. ─── "A lady should be able to read and write poetry as well as slay goblins. Refusal to take up a blade will not spare you its bite."

ranu Oh ffs! To anyone unaware, @/taokakarp.bsky.social is OtakuPato! The guy who wanted to date Cheezborger, and dug his grave by trying to defend it. I didn't catch this account until today. I see some of you moots following him, and I'm disappointed.

ranu Good job angering Antares, and going after one of the most non-confrontational members of the MVRP community. Not to mention targeting KNOWN minors in your bullshit when they called your ass out! When I said you've become a lolcow at this point, I fucking meant it. Bruh. Otaku. Fuck off.

antares The moment you mention one of the kindest, sweetest people I know and try to insult her and drag her name through the mud is the moment I stop fucking caring about staying away from this drama. You're an irredeemable piece of shit, Otaku, trying to justify attraction to minors and-

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Cleanrot Knight of Lady Malenia, Blade of Miquella.” ㅤㅤ•° the knight straightened her back, one hand atop the sword on her hip. She didn't hesitate, but she didn't pull it out. Not yet. Her grip tightened ever so slightly, but her calm mind fought back against her instincts. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° the knight is cleaning her blade from a red liquid. Whether it is rot or blood, she could not care less. ㅤㅤ

𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 𝓫𝓸𝔂~

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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° skittering noises made their way into her ear, and not even a few minutes into their walk a spear nearly skewered her from behind. ㅤㅤ•° a child of rot, centipede-like in appearance. Gigantic with too many human hands on the end of each limb to count. —&—

GREETINGS ONE AND ALL IT IS I IRIS ENYO!!! I have come to vanquish all monsters within the Lands Between and right any wrong doings I see!!

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