Elvira tugged her hood down past her eyes, a bad habbit of hers. She approached her fellow priest and couldn't resit the small smile from forming. The smile soon turned into a catious frown, something wasn't quite right. "Erandur? Are you alright?"
The old priest looks up, and for a moment he cannot hide the surprise on his face. “Yes, I’m fine now,” he replies quietly, “I’m just…still feeling a little numb, that’s all.
You’ll have to forgive me for my reaction just then, but…I was not expecting to see you. I, ah…heard you had died. I suppose the information was faulty. …How have you been?”
Elvira bit her lip and pulled back her hood revealing her now bright eyes, “well, I did ‘die,’ in a way. I was turned into a vampire whilst I was on the brink of death.”
Elvira crossed her arms over her chest, ”it hasn’t stopped me from being a priestess though, Lady Mara has forgiven the monster that I have become.”
She smiled slightly and raised an eyebrow, “I have been alright, are you alright?”
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now im all weirded out
because I didn’t know how to use drafts when I used this blog))
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((HEY WAIT A SECOND
IS THERE A NELOTH RPER OUT THERE
CAUSE IF THERE ISN’T ONE
I MIGHT JUST HAVE TO DO THAT))
((Went down to 146, but still, that’s quite a few followers for being inactive for so long! ))
((*hops on* *looks at follower count* HOW ARE THERE STILL 167 OF YOU? *poofs away*))
Elvira gently squeezed Alma’s hand, and grinned at her. She had missed the lovely family, and was glad to be around them again. Zenobia was a wonderful mother, and Almalexia had been such a sweet child. The priestess remembered feeding her little pieces of sweetrolls when she was just a cuttle fish. It was one of her fondest memories.
She followed Zenobia to the kitchen, and proceeded to open a box of freshly made sweetrolls. “I made quite a few this morning, and I have a few new flavors that I think you ladies might like.” The new flavors were an improved snowberry recipe and a lavender juniper recipe. There where five of each kind, along with a ton of the regular sweetrolls, so there was plenty for the girls to share.
Alma wagged her tail happily and looked at her mother. Zeno nodded and Alma grabbed a few, resisting the urge to flee to a high place to eat them. Zeno smiled and took one as well “Thank you kindly Elvira…I am sure they are fantastic”
Elvira grinned, and hoped they would enjoy the new, improved flavors of sweetrolls. “You’re welcome dear, I hope they’re as good as you both remember.” She side-hugged Alma, feeling a bit giddy about her trying the new flavors.
((I think I’m just going to quit rping for a while after I finish my current rp.
I’m just kinda tired and kinda done with rping. I’m just not all that great at it. I never really was. Its hard for me to keep up with my rps and I feel like my characters a kinda dumb and really forgettable. (I seem to have a knack for that). Plus college and things. I love you guys, and I’m not going to kill them this time. I kinda regret resurrecting them now. Oh well. ))