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prince sidon! ([personal profile] polliwog) wrote2024-02-26 09:46 pm

nodd

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[personal profile] murdergate 2024-03-13 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ screams here over spiny sidon as well as over discord, that's so cute, i love it. ]

Well, now I'm worried I'll disappoint in comparison to a mighty warrior. You've mentioned him before.

[ following sidon, he lays his staff perpendicular to his shoulders, forearms hooked over, and stretches left, right. ]

How did you meet?
Edited 2024-03-13 03:38 (UTC)
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[personal profile] murdergate 2024-03-14 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ sidon's cheerful response is more than worth it, although, yes, sounds as if this link guy was a paragon of power. perhaps virtue. and nodd definitely lacks the latter.

then again, this is sidon's best friend.
]

Hm?

[ done being the lady doing math meme ]

The kids! Yeah, I miss them. Of course I do. There were two young--all right, not too young. Human late teens, early twenties. They were my traveling companions. Sain and Corryn.
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[personal profile] murdergate 2024-03-14 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ not a mystery we all know sidon is real marriage material.

nodd's age maps to somewhere in his thirties so there are age gaps all over the place when these two interact.
]

Sain is a good boy--the son of an ambassador. An asshole ambassador. Sain had run away not long before we met. Talented dancer and storyteller. Veers on the too good to function--a line you don't seem to have trouble with. Corryn is a tiefling, like Lucien, but less purple. Also noble, in his own way. Something of a creature--spent a lot of his life alone. Sort of. Powerful druid.

[ cocks head as he thinks about whether he should mention the next part. ]

Shares his body with a demon. I get along with Thorn, though. He's all right.
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[personal profile] murdergate 2024-03-17 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Mmm. The Dark Lady--a deity, but not one of our gods--seems to be tearing holes between the world of the living and the dead. Dragons, once thought long dead, are popping up all over the damned place. We went to retrieve Sain's mother from his father and came across a puppeteer using mashed together corpses and taking over the lives of dignitaries.

[ these are the broad strokes. nodd is not a great storyteller. not the bard of the party. ]

Janth, my world, is probably in grave danger.

[ swinging staff a bit to test its weight ] Ready to spar?