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Dimensional traveler
Indie fandomless OC. Everything friendly. Written by Ti. EST. 2/24/2023
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((If this gets posted to my blog, it means it's going to become a LOW ACTIVITY BLOG. I will only work on the blog on my days off. Which will be weekends mainly.
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"I can imagine with such a title, it comes with a lot of responsibilities, which also comes with stress. I hope it's not too much for you that it harms your mental health," the creature replies. He didn't really have any responsibilities unless he became someone's guardian. If that happened, then his responsibility became protecting one's life.
"It makes sense, Tenebris. I am a guardian, and with that comes protecting lives. I protect the weaker who cannot protect themselves," he explains a little about himself.
The cowl on Micah's face forms a smile. The eye looking up at the tall woman. "I enjoy company. I like seeing what kind of beings I run into on my adventures. Some are rather cruel, others are nice company. I never know what I will run into. But I can assure, you seem to be more of the pleasant company."
Micah is still a wonderful name my dear..
[ The rather tall woman smiles gently, tilting her head to the side ]
Well.. I'm The Queen of Dragons and Existence...which means I often have to go through a lot of stress.
Souls to judge, dragons and other beings to protect..
Sometimes I have to have some peace, to feel "normal" for a while..and not like the being that I am. I hope this makes sense.
[ Tenebris then smiles, apparently she even seems to laugh, but not a sound comes from her in that moment]
Oh fear not, you are welcome to stay, you seem like a very nice being to have around, a delightful company may I even dare to say.
And because of that, we could have a walk together, I would like to know some more about you.
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"The gods whom I have encountered have only wished to use me for their own selfish desires in their war with other gods. I will not aid one that wishes to use me in their own personal drama against another god," Micah replies. Finding it stupid to be involved in a god's beef with another one.
"My name is 💣︎♓︎♍︎♋︎♒︎," a nonsense sound that one could not make on their own. A sound only Micah himself could produce. "But in simple tongue, I am called Micah... For whom I fight for, I fight for those who are unable to protect themselves. I suppose the weaker. I am a guardian more than a warrior. I don't go exactly searching for battle. Though I seek my kin-- to see if I have any brethren. Or if I am simply the only of my kind alive."
" To pass judgement on the gods? To name them unworthy? Hn. You are arrogant. You are foolish."
" This is better than craven and insecure. What are you called and from where do you hail? For whom do you fight, warrior?"
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"Less than ten?" the beast repeats astonished... They must be endangered, though Micah wonders why there's so little of his kind left.. But that question could be held for later..
A paw places upon his own chest. "I suppose you may call me the same thing. I am a wanderer, a guardian of those in need. I am one of a kind, in search to see if there is any of my kin that might linger that I don't know about," Micah explains to the stranger.
"I have no idea WHAT I am. My kind has no name nor have I ever met another of my kind. So I simply call myself unknown."
" Just as well, there's less than ten of us left." Xaallo responds, before he has a chance to look at his company. It's not everyday he meets someone bigger than him, and he actually steps back a pace or two when he claps eyes on the thing.
" Woah--" What in the stars? " I'm, uh-- an alien. What are you?"
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"My true name is one that probably cannot be pronounced by anyone else but my own kin.. if they exist.. But the name I go by is Micah these days," the creature replies and gives a bow.
"Tenebris is a lovely name.. You seem alone.. Is there a reason? Or perhaps you just like to be alone.. I hope I'm not intruding on your personal time."
Your offer is kind...and appreciated.
[ The Ancient Queen says before looking towards the other, raising an eyebrow with curiosity]
My name is Tenebris...may I ask you what's your name, dear? It would be rude to spend time with you without knowing it.
Me and my people value names.
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The ancient one gives a curious look to the goatt. He seemed fluffy and cute, not something you would look at and label a fighter. But then again, looks can be decieving.
"I see.. Tell me, what is your name? Mine is Micah.. I am a dimensional traveler... And what you are in now is what this world calls a 'desert pit.' You will not be getting away from sand for quite some time.."
[⛧] "Indeed. I travel a lot, going on crusades, fighting enemies, helping those in need. No, I'm not harmed. Thank you for your concern, however. I'm tougher than I look, I can assure you."
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"Of course... I can of course hope you will pass judgement on me for the better," the beast rumbles and clacks his feet together. Almost as if standing at attention.
"I serve no god. None have be worthy of my axe. As those gods or anyone else-- have not passed my own judgement.."
" You tempt fate. I have not passed a judgement on you quite yet, creature." Skarbrand says with an air of amusement. He stops sharpening his axe, standing to rise.
" To which gods do you pledge your axe?"
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Going Camping
I won't be around until July 4th. Going camping and will have NO wifi or anything. It's called just being in the wildness with my kindle and reading.
Just a reminder that this blog is LOW activity. It's not my main and I usually come here whenever I feel / remember it.
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@xaallo
"I have never seen anything like you before," the beast comments, remaining at a distance. "I have traveled around for.. quite sometime.. A hobby I suppose you can call it.. Tell me, what are you?"
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@tenebristhequeen
"You seem rather lonely, would you like some company?"
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Starter Call
Any I get will go to the queue!
>Tag side blog if needed
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"A grim reaper? That must be sort of a... glum job. I cannot think of being one to reap the souls of ones who have passed," Micah replies. He knew some people died before their time. He would hate to know about it and have to take care of souls.
Seeing the hand, he reaches out and gives a gentle shake with his big hand.
"My name is Micah. My species have no name and I do not know what my species is called. I am simply called 'Ancient.' I have existed since the creation... The first born is another name I have given myself.."
"Well...I do work closely with demons sometimes, but I'm actually a grim reaper."
With a smile, she holds a hand out (and up - he's tall!) for a shake, hoping the gesture will be appropriate.
"My name's Daniella. And yours? To be honest, I'm not too sure what you are, either, if you'll pardon me saying so."
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"A crusade?" the being echoes, confused on how such a thing could bring this goatt here. "Do you need help getting back home?" Micah asks the other. "You are not hurt, are you?"
[⛧] "On a crusade is how I ended up here."
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The large beast looms forward, studying her closely. He didn't recognize anything else except the aura she gave off was not human.
His claw rubs idly under his maw. "My guess is a demon... I have no idea what you are though, I just know your aura does not read human."
She actually has no idea what he's supposed to be, but since he is very clearly not human himself, there's no point in lying about her own identity.
"Good eye. If you had to guess, what would you say I am?"
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Micah looks up to the stranger and patiently awaits an answer. Single eye narrows at the mention of being 'ill fortuned' for running into him.
"I do not find it bad fortune to run into you.." Micah replies slowly. His hand gestures out as he takes his bow. A sign of respect. "If it was truly bad fortune, I would be dead right now."
For a long moment, Skarbrand doesn't answer. The only sound is the sharpening of blades and the winds stirring the sands.
" Daemons have run of these lands." He answers at last. " You tread on the fringes, yet you have found doom itself. You have found me."
The Reaper looks up.
" How ill-fortuned."
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