Wren
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𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩
» Aasimar Cleric-Bard of a dead god (3.5e)
Fantasy RP | written by bardlockcafe
» Story & banter
art by sirmiffed
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩
» Aasimar Cleric-Bard of a dead god (3.5e)
Fantasy RP | written by bardlockcafe
» Story & banter
art by sirmiffed
||I don't go here but I'm cheering and hollering for u both!!
November 27, 2025 at 4:11 AM
||I don't go here but I'm cheering and hollering for u both!!
One by one, they find these prayers answered, strength within their grasp now. And as they reach for the last, their hand opens again, fingertips tracing over ridge and scale.
Lesser Restoration relieves the exhaustion and after-effects of alcohol, if not the full impact of the poison itself.
Lesser Restoration relieves the exhaustion and after-effects of alcohol, if not the full impact of the poison itself.
November 27, 2025 at 4:10 AM
One by one, they find these prayers answered, strength within their grasp now. And as they reach for the last, their hand opens again, fingertips tracing over ridge and scale.
Lesser Restoration relieves the exhaustion and after-effects of alcohol, if not the full impact of the poison itself.
Lesser Restoration relieves the exhaustion and after-effects of alcohol, if not the full impact of the poison itself.
The early-morning chill in the room stalks them, though, ready to pounce at the first hint of the blanket's movement, and quickly puts rest to that plan. No flute today, it seemed.
Instead, they softly hum, thinking through the day ahead and praying for the means to guide their allies.
Instead, they softly hum, thinking through the day ahead and praying for the means to guide their allies.
November 27, 2025 at 4:10 AM
The early-morning chill in the room stalks them, though, ready to pounce at the first hint of the blanket's movement, and quickly puts rest to that plan. No flute today, it seemed.
Instead, they softly hum, thinking through the day ahead and praying for the means to guide their allies.
Instead, they softly hum, thinking through the day ahead and praying for the means to guide their allies.
that their hand will not leave another scar Faustine doesn't deserve to bear. But they are no oracle, and they must simply trust in the days to come, and pray the sun grants them wisdom to navigate them.
They consider slipping out of bed, attempting to find a private corner without waking Faustine.
They consider slipping out of bed, attempting to find a private corner without waking Faustine.
November 27, 2025 at 4:10 AM
that their hand will not leave another scar Faustine doesn't deserve to bear. But they are no oracle, and they must simply trust in the days to come, and pray the sun grants them wisdom to navigate them.
They consider slipping out of bed, attempting to find a private corner without waking Faustine.
They consider slipping out of bed, attempting to find a private corner without waking Faustine.
Now, waking in the pitch black before dawn, they found their back pressed against Faustine, their hair likely scattered over her face, and her arm draped over them like a particularly heavy blanket.
They smile, even if part of them feels unsure of themself. They hope this will be something good –
They smile, even if part of them feels unsure of themself. They hope this will be something good –
November 27, 2025 at 4:10 AM
Now, waking in the pitch black before dawn, they found their back pressed against Faustine, their hair likely scattered over her face, and her arm draped over them like a particularly heavy blanket.
They smile, even if part of them feels unsure of themself. They hope this will be something good –
They smile, even if part of them feels unsure of themself. They hope this will be something good –
But another joins them as a comfortable, welcome weight lays across their midsection, and they are alone no longer; the rumbling remains, but the song returns, stronger and masterfully played.
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Some time in the night, Wren had rolled onto their side and crossed their bounds of the bed.
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Some time in the night, Wren had rolled onto their side and crossed their bounds of the bed.
November 27, 2025 at 4:10 AM
But another joins them as a comfortable, welcome weight lays across their midsection, and they are alone no longer; the rumbling remains, but the song returns, stronger and masterfully played.
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Some time in the night, Wren had rolled onto their side and crossed their bounds of the bed.
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Some time in the night, Wren had rolled onto their side and crossed their bounds of the bed.
The notes are clipped and repetitive, working through an unfamiliar song, and they begin to fade until barely audible; a rumbling beat rises from the earth, almost drowning them out, and one by one, the indistinct figures around them fade. The child plays on, and the rumble is almost deafening.
November 27, 2025 at 4:10 AM
The notes are clipped and repetitive, working through an unfamiliar song, and they begin to fade until barely audible; a rumbling beat rises from the earth, almost drowning them out, and one by one, the indistinct figures around them fade. The child plays on, and the rumble is almost deafening.
They fell to the realm of dreams quickly, like a candle covered at the end of a long sermon. There, they found memories of a small, uncrowded community and their hair being braided by hands half-remembered. Their own hands plucked pitchy, inexperienced notes from a lute crafted for a child.
November 27, 2025 at 4:10 AM
They fell to the realm of dreams quickly, like a candle covered at the end of a long sermon. There, they found memories of a small, uncrowded community and their hair being braided by hands half-remembered. Their own hands plucked pitchy, inexperienced notes from a lute crafted for a child.
Her eyes, they decided, were like a fire burning in a warm hearth. They wondered if they'd find other comparisons in different lighting.
But they feel their own beginning to droop, and softly, contentedly, they say, "Sleep well, Faustine."
But they feel their own beginning to droop, and softly, contentedly, they say, "Sleep well, Faustine."
November 24, 2025 at 1:42 AM
Her eyes, they decided, were like a fire burning in a warm hearth. They wondered if they'd find other comparisons in different lighting.
But they feel their own beginning to droop, and softly, contentedly, they say, "Sleep well, Faustine."
But they feel their own beginning to droop, and softly, contentedly, they say, "Sleep well, Faustine."
"Perhaps i-in the morning, there will be time. Elsewise, I shall simply need endure."
They've begun rambling and the realization makes their budding blush come to a full bloom. With a quiet sigh, burrowing a little deeper into their pillow, they let silence fall, simply looking back at her.
They've begun rambling and the realization makes their budding blush come to a full bloom. With a quiet sigh, burrowing a little deeper into their pillow, they let silence fall, simply looking back at her.
November 24, 2025 at 1:42 AM
"Perhaps i-in the morning, there will be time. Elsewise, I shall simply need endure."
They've begun rambling and the realization makes their budding blush come to a full bloom. With a quiet sigh, burrowing a little deeper into their pillow, they let silence fall, simply looking back at her.
They've begun rambling and the realization makes their budding blush come to a full bloom. With a quiet sigh, burrowing a little deeper into their pillow, they let silence fall, simply looking back at her.
and the weight of today's work almost drags them to sleep instantly. With sluggish movements, they turn to face her.
And their breath catches when they find Faustine's full attention on them, to see her so enraptured with [them.] They become that much more aware of the dirt of the road.
And their breath catches when they find Faustine's full attention on them, to see her so enraptured with [them.] They become that much more aware of the dirt of the road.
November 24, 2025 at 1:42 AM
and the weight of today's work almost drags them to sleep instantly. With sluggish movements, they turn to face her.
And their breath catches when they find Faustine's full attention on them, to see her so enraptured with [them.] They become that much more aware of the dirt of the road.
And their breath catches when they find Faustine's full attention on them, to see her so enraptured with [them.] They become that much more aware of the dirt of the road.
"Well. Not upon my oath to take a bath tonight, I am afraid." Damnable stubborn knot. They finally give up on this last snarl and slip their legs under the covers. They can't recall the last time they slept beneath a blanket, rested their head on a pillow as they do now,
November 24, 2025 at 1:42 AM
"Well. Not upon my oath to take a bath tonight, I am afraid." Damnable stubborn knot. They finally give up on this last snarl and slip their legs under the covers. They can't recall the last time they slept beneath a blanket, rested their head on a pillow as they do now,
paid to these tangles was in order...
November 24, 2025 at 12:19 AM
paid to these tangles was in order...
and once Faustine's settled into her place in the bed, they climb in, continuing their work while sat cross-legged beside her.
"I did speak truly, Faustine; I will stay, you need not worry that I shall steal away in the night."
Not that they minded her glances. Perhaps a [little] more attention
"I did speak truly, Faustine; I will stay, you need not worry that I shall steal away in the night."
Not that they minded her glances. Perhaps a [little] more attention
November 24, 2025 at 12:19 AM
and once Faustine's settled into her place in the bed, they climb in, continuing their work while sat cross-legged beside her.
"I did speak truly, Faustine; I will stay, you need not worry that I shall steal away in the night."
Not that they minded her glances. Perhaps a [little] more attention
"I did speak truly, Faustine; I will stay, you need not worry that I shall steal away in the night."
Not that they minded her glances. Perhaps a [little] more attention
A smile played at the corners of their lips. They had little to do to prepare for rest, only taking a moment to toe off their sandals and set them with their quarterstaff where they'd left it beside Faustine's hammer. They spend a little time finger-combing their hair once more,
November 24, 2025 at 12:19 AM
A smile played at the corners of their lips. They had little to do to prepare for rest, only taking a moment to toe off their sandals and set them with their quarterstaff where they'd left it beside Faustine's hammer. They spend a little time finger-combing their hair once more,
They could have stood there hours or mere moments, and Wren would be unable to answer which.
"Then I will stay. And we two should rest." But they don't begin to move until Faustine does. Of course they must, but they'd be damned before they pulled this comfort from her grasp.
"Then I will stay. And we two should rest." But they don't begin to move until Faustine does. Of course they must, but they'd be damned before they pulled this comfort from her grasp.
November 23, 2025 at 7:26 PM
They could have stood there hours or mere moments, and Wren would be unable to answer which.
"Then I will stay. And we two should rest." But they don't begin to move until Faustine does. Of course they must, but they'd be damned before they pulled this comfort from her grasp.
"Then I will stay. And we two should rest." But they don't begin to move until Faustine does. Of course they must, but they'd be damned before they pulled this comfort from her grasp.
What had life laid before this woman, that such simple kindnesses seemed so utterly foreign? Their eyes speak more questions than their lips will offer now; there was a new road before them both, and time to understand each other was abundant.
For now, the hour seemed late.
For now, the hour seemed late.
November 23, 2025 at 7:26 PM
What had life laid before this woman, that such simple kindnesses seemed so utterly foreign? Their eyes speak more questions than their lips will offer now; there was a new road before them both, and time to understand each other was abundant.
For now, the hour seemed late.
For now, the hour seemed late.
Selfishly, I think, I'd like to stay at the side of the one who listened well and shook me from grim thoughts today, and see her injuries tended. It seems we have a fight ahead of us, after all."
'Sunshine,' she'd said, more than a few times now... they would have to consider a nickname in kind.
'Sunshine,' she'd said, more than a few times now... they would have to consider a nickname in kind.
November 20, 2025 at 6:02 AM
Selfishly, I think, I'd like to stay at the side of the one who listened well and shook me from grim thoughts today, and see her injuries tended. It seems we have a fight ahead of us, after all."
'Sunshine,' she'd said, more than a few times now... they would have to consider a nickname in kind.
'Sunshine,' she'd said, more than a few times now... they would have to consider a nickname in kind.
and they draw a hand between them to cup Faustine's chin. She hardly needed to look up from the ground to see Wren, but they did insist on her full attention.
"Whatever you choose, I should like to better know you, and I can't imagine you don't feel the same.
"Whatever you choose, I should like to better know you, and I can't imagine you don't feel the same.
November 20, 2025 at 6:02 AM
and they draw a hand between them to cup Faustine's chin. She hardly needed to look up from the ground to see Wren, but they did insist on her full attention.
"Whatever you choose, I should like to better know you, and I can't imagine you don't feel the same.
"Whatever you choose, I should like to better know you, and I can't imagine you don't feel the same.
Though that need not mean more than friendship, not if anything more would be too heavy a burden, or unwelcome."
Their words are firm, at first, as if it would stop the warrior from shaking them off if she so chose, but the reassurance comes gently,
Their words are firm, at first, as if it would stop the warrior from shaking them off if she so chose, but the reassurance comes gently,
November 20, 2025 at 6:02 AM
Though that need not mean more than friendship, not if anything more would be too heavy a burden, or unwelcome."
Their words are firm, at first, as if it would stop the warrior from shaking them off if she so chose, but the reassurance comes gently,
Their words are firm, at first, as if it would stop the warrior from shaking them off if she so chose, but the reassurance comes gently,
They'd be shocked if she couldn't feel their heartbeat. The thought brings a flush crawling over them from neck to ears.
"I enjoy your company, even in such short a time as this. Already today, I had wondered if I might share more with you, when our task was finished.
"I enjoy your company, even in such short a time as this. Already today, I had wondered if I might share more with you, when our task was finished.
November 20, 2025 at 6:02 AM
They'd be shocked if she couldn't feel their heartbeat. The thought brings a flush crawling over them from neck to ears.
"I enjoy your company, even in such short a time as this. Already today, I had wondered if I might share more with you, when our task was finished.
"I enjoy your company, even in such short a time as this. Already today, I had wondered if I might share more with you, when our task was finished.