this is a random roleplay. i just want to play as this character right now and try to flesh them out. we can build the world as we go. humans, monsters, demons. whatever you want, just don't go overboard and please make them make sense. i will be playing as a tailored version of a banshee.
the setting will start off in a magical forest. night has just fallen over the land and a light fog rolls through it. go crazy with descriptions if you want. please be literate and try to use proper grammar as well as spell check. small paragraphs are ok. i usually do multiple paragraphs, but sometimes i have no muse.
the setting will start off in a magical forest. night has just fallen over the land and a light fog rolls through it. go crazy with descriptions if you want. please be literate and try to use proper grammar as well as spell check. small paragraphs are ok. i usually do multiple paragraphs, but sometimes i have no muse.
a ghostly figure walked along the cool, damp earth. it's bare feet making no sound as they progressed deeper into the wood. the only noise that could be heard, were quiet sobs that echoed through the twisted tree limbs. if one were to hear such a sound, they would be struck by the sadness that it carried.
along the being went, into the darkness, with no path to follow. they had no where to be and no where to go, except to wander aimlessly. for who would want the company of a banshee? a creature of death and this particular one was filled with sadness on this night. a deep sadness that could not be swayed to go away. so, along the banshee went. into the unknown. with only their quiet sobs to keep them company.
along the being went, into the darkness, with no path to follow. they had no where to be and no where to go, except to wander aimlessly. for who would want the company of a banshee? a creature of death and this particular one was filled with sadness on this night. a deep sadness that could not be swayed to go away. so, along the banshee went. into the unknown. with only their quiet sobs to keep them company.
Isobel reveled in the feel of the night air under her wings. She had to travel at night since her black wings would've been easy to spot during the day. Her long hair whipped and snapped around her almost drowning out the sound of crying below. Isobel paused the motion of her wings, letting herself just glide so she could hear better. Yup, that was definitely crying, but who could possibly be out here?
Isobel silently drifted down towards the sound. Her hand moved to the hilt of the dagger at her waist, wary in case whoever it was wasn't feeling friendly. She quietly clucked her tongue and found a branch to land on. "Hello?" She called out to the woods. Now that she could hear better, she almost wished she'd kept flying. The crying sound was heart wrenching.
Isobel silently drifted down towards the sound. Her hand moved to the hilt of the dagger at her waist, wary in case whoever it was wasn't feeling friendly. She quietly clucked her tongue and found a branch to land on. "Hello?" She called out to the woods. Now that she could hear better, she almost wished she'd kept flying. The crying sound was heart wrenching.
the banshee swayed back and forth as they trudged onward, into the unknown. the ground was cold, yet held a moistness to it. most likely from the various mosses that grew upon it. if the feeling of overwhelming sadness was not present on this night, they would have enjoyed the softness of the live carpet. "woe is me." sobbed the being, single tears dripping down it's face every minute or so. "to have loved and lost." long, pale fingers cupped the face of the creature and it came to a halt as it did so. the sobs continued as the banshee stood there, it's tall body as still as stone. the only movement from the being was it's long, black flowing hair.
the creature stood there in stillness for several minutes, before a voice roused it from it's self-indulging sadness. who else, but i, could be out on such a night? the banshee thought as it's head rose from cupped hands. at first it was unclear to who the voice belonged to. the forest was only lit by the pale moonlight and the glowing fungi that clung to the trees.
after some searching, a faint figure could be made out in the tree's branches. "who is there?" echoed a soft, yet misery stricken voice. "who stalks me on my night of sadness and despair?"
the creature stood there in stillness for several minutes, before a voice roused it from it's self-indulging sadness. who else, but i, could be out on such a night? the banshee thought as it's head rose from cupped hands. at first it was unclear to who the voice belonged to. the forest was only lit by the pale moonlight and the glowing fungi that clung to the trees.
after some searching, a faint figure could be made out in the tree's branches. "who is there?" echoed a soft, yet misery stricken voice. "who stalks me on my night of sadness and despair?"
Isobel shivered in the night air and pooled a bit of energy into her hand it appeared as a glowing blue orb, which she held above her. It spread enough light so that the being could see. Even if it didn't help her, she figured it might just put whoever it was at ease to be able to see her. "I'm Isobel. Are you ok? What are you doing out here all alone?"
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