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Age: 24 y/o
Occupation: Thief
Residence : Archeon, Valyria
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Missing the point

op wo feb 28, 2018 9:41 pm
don't
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Her hair was going along with the wind as she covered her face with her brown coat. She managed to cover it from at least under her nose. It was snowing a bit. Because yeah, it was Valyria. The weather was mostly sunny. Not to mention the season as well. And it was too cold for her to be out anyway. But she just had to get some things. And this time not her stealing something. Because that was a lot of work. She just wanted to buy some things. She wasn't poor either.

She usual didn't like to stay too long in Archeon. Despite her living here, she found the place... Shady. Somehow. Maybe it was her own paranoia. Maybe it was because she was being too careful. But she didn't feel like she could stay here long. It was Valyria after all. The center of whole Fallen Skies. And it was really, really stupid of her for staying in this place. Especially after what she did years ago. Luckily she was good at staying under the map. Remaining silent enough to not appear on wanted papers. And she knew that she had to leave this place whenever she had the chance. She found that two years here would've been enough. And maybe after winter, somewhere around spring, maybe then she could find another place. in Vanaheim, or somewhere she didn't commit any crimes yet.
She wasn't stupid either. She knew that once she found a better place to stay, she was unable to commit any crimes around there. No, she would still have to make a long journey to get to another place. Aella was intelligent to have it al mapped out by now. She only needed the money. And perhaps some help.




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She wore her scars as her best attire. A stunning dress made of hellfire.

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Re: Missing the point

op do maa 01, 2018 2:19 pm

Zuzana Bryant

It was snowing, just a little but still it was snow. Normally the young girl would have stayed inside but right now everything looked beautiful, fairylike. The streets were different than those in Rhoynar, though it remained the same as well. Her long brown her was once again braided in a long awful looking braid. The young girl might need some lessons in that. Her dark brown eyes looked lively. Her life had been a lot better with Kaz looking out for her; though she loved being on her own at times as well. One of those times was now; with childish fascination Zanna tried to touch one of the snow flakes. It was a lot sunnier here then she had expected; though those living here would probably think the sun had left them for a moment.

She hadn't been outside to steal anything, right now she was outside to enjoy the freedom and have some fun on her own. Still the girl was keeping her attention on her surroundings and because of that; she noticed a young woman. Clothed in warm clothes, walking through the thin layer of snow. She herself had also put on some warmer clothes, though her mouth wasn't hidden. While she hadn't been expecting anyone outside it was good to see that people were still living. Maybe she could follow the other person around. Get to learn more about Archeon.




Innocence is like polished armor;
it adorns and defends


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Re: Missing the point

op do maa 01, 2018 8:53 pm
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It was already made clear that the young woman wasn't the type who enjoyed company. Sure, sometimes it was okay, when she really needed it to survive or just for the shits and giggles. But her patience was often on a low line, and it would definitely get boring after a couple of hours. That was why she was making her own way to the market. Very busy streets, somehow linked together. And they were crowded, oh yes, definitely crowded. People who lived here, or didn't, were coming here together as if it was the center of the world. And maybe Valyria was literally the center of Fallen Skies. But aside from her claustrophobia, she really despised the place. Where everyone could see her face, could notice her just standing here. Not to mention being pressed together by lots of people. The idea of just going there made her regret her decisions. But still, she had to go. To at least get something to eat. Wandering to another region wasn't an option either, because the female wasn't quite fond of walking in the cold. So that was why buying ome things wouldn't harm anyone, right?

After a while of walking around towards the busy place, just before entering the crowd. Aella noticed a strange presence. She wasn't stupid. She knew that something, or someone was following her. And she honestly had no idea how her brain suddenly came with that statement. But it was clear that, when she turned around, she met with a small girl. Someone around the age of... 10? Perhaps 9? She had no idea. But whoever that little girl was, she didn't seem to have any parents around. And thus concern and suspicion settled in. "Excuse me," she began as she stopped walking. Looking down at the girl, making sure that she knew who she was talking to. "Who are you?"

She usually couldn't give any single shit about who her stalker was or why they were following her. But it was a child, and Aella wasn't well with kids, but she did have a softer spot with them than when it came to adults.



She wore her scars as her best attire. A stunning dress made of hellfire.

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Re: Missing the point

op zo maa 11, 2018 6:43 pm

Zuzana Bryant

It was remarkably clear to the young girl that the one she was following like a silent shadow, wasn't one for motherly talks and loving embraces. Company was something that people living on the streets rarely would ask for. Most company would be counted as dangerous. Zanna was not easily scared, maybe it was because of the fact that she worked with Kaz. Though he knew some things about her past, he didn't know everything. Just what was important for trust to run between the two of them. Most people wouldn't like Kaz, she was sure of that. Though he could be scary at times, Zanna knew he was almost like an older brother for her. This made the young child really loyal to him. The streets here were too busy for her. She disliked people in such a close proximity.

While the young girl didn't necessarily like the busy streets and market, she knew it was a place that her talents would be of use. Pcikpocketing worked best in busy places, in which people were in a rush and bumped into each other often. Just before entering the crowd, the young female she had been following seemed to notice her. Zanna knew she hadn't been enough of a shadow. She needed to work on that. People shouldn't notice her, and if they did they should not remember her at the end of the day. Her innocent brown eyes moved towards the sligthly older lady. "Excuse me," She began, while stopping her movements. Zanna kept a careful distance, just out of reach of the woman's arms. She felt the eyes on her; before looking into the calm eyes of the other person. "Who are you?" The young woman asked. Zanna swallowed before shrugging. "A girl," she whispered with her soft voice. One that she mostly used around others.



Innocence is like polished armor;
it adorns and defends


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