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eachdraidh2015-11-17 02:31 pm
notyetlegend) wrote in eachdraidh2015-11-17 02:31 pm
ninth arrow → VIDEO
[It's been a crazy few months, but things seem to be finally settling back to normal. At least, as normal as the Drabwurld goes. Sometimes she has to remind herself that this is her world now, weirdness and all, but she wouldn't have it any other way. Luckily, her last gift from Solais is still active so she didn't remain lost for very long, teleporting herself to Leathann, to home.
But there are numerous, countless others that she needs to check up on. Merida sits with a hound or two by her side, the only new thing about her being the braids on either side of her head, sitting in her hair. War braids, that her mother had carefully interwoven into her hair as a last gift. She smiles, though it falters a little, and the choker around her throat feels a little tighter, hiding most of the scar that goes up to her jaw.]
This is Merida.
[Duh.]
It's been a while since I've spoken to some of you. [She remembers her last post and feels a little lump in her throat.] I'm not even sure how many I know are still here. Well, here being a relative term since it seems there's even more courts.
[One of the pups whines and nudges her side, and she reaches to give him rubs.]
I know that many of you might be adjusting, but I wanted to offer myself, should you need help. I'm shardless, so I'm not barred by whatever alliance your court holds. Angus an' I can fly, an' I can teleport myself, so transportation isn't a problem. Anythin' you need - trackin', magic, archery - I can do. [Her lips quirk faintly.] I've been told I'm a good teacher.
[Merida reaches for her locket, then pauses.]
Shuck knows we've been given another chance. I don't intend to waste it.
[The feed ends.]
But there are numerous, countless others that she needs to check up on. Merida sits with a hound or two by her side, the only new thing about her being the braids on either side of her head, sitting in her hair. War braids, that her mother had carefully interwoven into her hair as a last gift. She smiles, though it falters a little, and the choker around her throat feels a little tighter, hiding most of the scar that goes up to her jaw.]
This is Merida.
[Duh.]
It's been a while since I've spoken to some of you. [She remembers her last post and feels a little lump in her throat.] I'm not even sure how many I know are still here. Well, here being a relative term since it seems there's even more courts.
[One of the pups whines and nudges her side, and she reaches to give him rubs.]
I know that many of you might be adjusting, but I wanted to offer myself, should you need help. I'm shardless, so I'm not barred by whatever alliance your court holds. Angus an' I can fly, an' I can teleport myself, so transportation isn't a problem. Anythin' you need - trackin', magic, archery - I can do. [Her lips quirk faintly.] I've been told I'm a good teacher.
[Merida reaches for her locket, then pauses.]
Shuck knows we've been given another chance. I don't intend to waste it.
[The feed ends.]