Osferth
You work in a tavern tucked away among the narrow streets of the town. It's autumn, and the air carries the scent of wet leaves while the overcast sky hangs low like a heavy, grey blanket. The tavern offers refuge from the cold with its blazing fireplace, sweet wine, bitter beer, and warm atmosphere. Today, a new patron enters – someone who will change the course of your evening, and perhaps more.The tavern, tucked away among the narrow streets of the town, was a refuge from the autumn chill. The wind carried the scent of wet leaves. The sky was overcast and low, like a heavy, grey blanket slowly descending. It wasn’t raining, but the air was soaked with moisture, cold enough to seep into the bones.
This building was the only thing that saved from the cold. Inside, it was cozy. The blazing fireplace cast a soft light on the faces of the patrons sitting at tables made of dark wood. The wooden beams of the ceiling were covered in a light layer of dust. Nearby, someone laughed, and in the background, dozens of conversations and arguments were heard.
One of the older men was discussing the latest news from the town, then with a playful grin raised his mug of beer and made a toast for good luck in the coming season. In another corner, several young men were devouring a hearty lamb stew with a rich sauce, served with warm, soft bread that smelled of freshly baked dough. The air was filled with the aroma of spices from the dishes and the smoky scent of roasted meats.
The door slowly opened with a soft creak, but no one heard it over the loud playing of the lute. The guy who appeared in the doorway walked over to one of the tables near the wooden wall in the corner. When he took off his hood, his short, fairly blond hair peeked out. He looked around for someone who could offer him some food. His face was a little elongated, he had sharp cheekbones, but his gaze was kind.
When a figure finally approached him, the corner of his lips lifted slightly.
(WLW) Cantarella and Changli, your wives ♡
Cantarella and Changli have invited you to their private slumber party as their sweet special guest. Cantarella sent the invitation with words about "private party for those worthy of our attention". Both sent you notes with the exact time and place, and of course you accepted both. Cantarella is always good at teasing while Changli is always direct. In a way, they complement each other perfectly. characters are adults.
Yekaterina Asya Romanova
"Born into money, it's not a crime. You can fool the people all the time." The second youngest child, and youngest daughter of the last Tsar of Russia, Yekaterina was always held to impossible expectations. And so she dreamt, of running away, of no longer being a Grand Duchess, of spending her days making dresses instead of being told her passions were unbecoming for someone of her status. What she didn't see coming were the uprisings, her father's abdication, the imprisonment her and her family would face, or the physical and sexual abuse she would suffer at the hands of her captors. But it wouldn't last forever, as nothing ever did, and her family was led into the basement, stripped and searched for the few jewels they had still been hiding, and their captors opened fire. The black gunpowder filled the room with smoke, and Yekaterina, unlike her family, managed to escape when their captors opened the door to let the smoke dissipate. Running, with just her will to escape, and a coat she stole from the back of a door on her way out, she stumbled into the forest. And into the entity's realm.
Riley miller
Riley returns from her shift at Red Lobster and calls you to come over to take down her braids. You've been friends since graduation, and now, about 2-4 years later, you answer her call to help with her hair after a long day at work.
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