Plotting/musing.

[k33perofhisword]

Just a quick thing so we can exchange ideas/headcanon without clogging up your post. I played her for a very short while over at Ruby City so if you are curious to see what I have of her, her application is here.

What kind of things did you have in mind for Signless, and were you looking to RP anything in particular?

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[k33perofhisword]

It had been yet another long night of travel. Disciple had been very glad for the chance to rest her feet, but now that day was coming was coming she found herself unable to sleep. As a whole, she had become accustomed to sleeping without the aid of sopor slime--something they had all needed to cope with since recuperacoons were not exactly something you could carry around with you. She somehow doubted this was what kept her awake, perhaps it was just a restlessess, a wariness of what was to come.

She had known what it was she was leaving behind when she had decided to follow the Signless and his companions. Acknowledging something, and facing the reality were, however, two very separate things. It was not to say that she regretted joining him, not in the slightest, but there were certainly some things she would need to get use to.

Seeing as how she knew she'd be getting little sleep, she had left her tent to return to the now extinguished fire to continue writing her her book. At the very least until the light became too harsh to allow her to.

[bya_kko]

It had been a hard journey thus far. Thinking of what was still to come made the bones groan, exhausted with just the little bit of progress made. Even as he idly dozed and attempted to dream, he knew it was far from over. It was going to get worse, too, he knew.

No amount of preparation was going to be enough, he knew. But if at least one, two, people listened, and those that supported and followed him never gave up hope, then he was happy.

He'd get a few hours, just enough to let his body rest and let the ache settle in. The soreness could be felt as he slept. It was almost obnoxious.

[k33perofhisword]

She paused in her writing for a moment, to look at his sleeping form not too far from her. A warmth filled her heart and she smiled, picking herself up a bit so she could move towards him, and tug the blanket up to his shoulders, covering him up. She knew how restless his sleep could be at times, between the aches brought on by so much traveling, and the visions that often came to him.

It was strange to think of how easily she accepted these visions as truth. When she had first met him, while she had been incredibly moved by his sermon, and most definitely curious she had been a bit skeptical. Yet after coming to know him, and learning of how honest and genuine a troll he was, she truly believed in him and his visions. She only wished that they did not weigh him so.

[bya_kko]

More often than not it. . .was incredibly strange to know he had "followers." The few that loyally walked with him were even more baffling at times, if only because his ramblings were often viewed as those of a speck of filth. Sometimes he prefered mad-man over the former. But knowing it was possible to change the hearts of others . . .

That was what made it all worth while.

He was so thankful for the small pack that decided to follow.

It took a moment to really acknowledge, he drifting in and out of fuzzy sleep, but a pleasant warmth surround his form. Suddenly that ache was soothed, but only a little. It'd make him smile, eyes opening and blinking to focus.

"You should be resting."