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#1Raeburn Gamebell 

Grinding Salt (me private invitey) Empty Tue Aug 31, 2021 6:01 am

Raeburn Gamebell
Today smells like destiny and munchies. Sitting in some random Bosco street corner, Raeburn is not sure why he is here. Having lived in Bosco for many years, there's no confusion as to where Raeburn should be, he's just bored. Raeburn's just going to sit at this lil corner blinking his eyes cutely. While some many might think Raeburn's a hobo, he's actually a kind soul looking for free food. There's some stories, where an assassin finds his contracts this way, perhaps this whole scenario can just be extravagantly described. While people pass by Raeburn, he doesn't take offense, as Raeburn's holiness radiates confidence that he ain't getting shizzle today. Because Brunhild was removed from contention, it seems there is a bias for holy men like Raeburn.

Usually, Raeburn can choose not to show off his holy wear, as being targeted for such affiliation is not fun. Today though, Raeburn feels like there's a good chance people will take pity on a god or two. Dusting himself off, Raeburn prepares to get up and leave, as he drags some ragged box at his hand's side. Some might think Raeburn is carrying a hobo bag, but he is instead dragging along a kid's open storage box. As cute as this race car box, Raeburn has no idea where he has obtained such a thing, but he is aware that others cannot be beaten up with it. Sad.



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#2Alisa 

Grinding Salt (me private invitey) Empty Tue Aug 31, 2021 10:35 am

Alisa





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Well... That was a mess. Alisa wasn't a religious person by any stretch of the word, but like many Fiorian children she'd been baptized in the Illuminian faith, and even if her parents were hardly the most devout, she still attended church enough to recognize its rituals. She saw Brunhilds' actions as those of a single fanatic and her underlings, rooted in politics as much as religion if not more so. After all, faith and the church's influence were different matters altogether. Now that the conflict had settled, and yet the aftermath left a bitter taste in her mouth: Much as some fanatics once turned their fury towards the people, now many people had come to resent the not only the clergy, but even the followers of the Illuminian faith.

In the end, everything comes full circle. Eventually, her stroll lead her to cross paths with a man of the cloth, clearly looking down on his luck, Alisa sighed. This is exactly why she had supported Cassia in the first place: Seemed like Bosco had turned into a rather unwelcoming place once more, this time for men of faith...

"Good afternoon, Father.", she greeted with a warm smile, approaching the priest with the box in hand. Clad in a casual, sleeveless black sweeter sitting loosely around her torso and a breezy red skirt below, Alisa looked much like any other citizen, strolling leisurly throughout the streets. The sunglasses on her face might conceal her identity at first glance, but anybody who looked hard enough would defenitely recognize her. She didn't particularly mind it, even as she noticed so the gazes of so many people nearby turning into scowls when she placed a hefty pouch of the Jewels on the walking priest's donation box. At least that's what it looked like to her anyway, "Hopefully this should help you somewhat~"



Strength is also Beauty



"New year, new day~"
- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.







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#3Raymus Kouris 

Grinding Salt (me private invitey) Empty Thu Sep 02, 2021 1:04 pm

Raymus Kouris
After the dust had settled in Bosco, Hildegard being the victor of their family spat, Raymus still found himself wandering Bosco. The Royal drama that was blown way out of proportion had him think over a few things in his life and while he was contemplating these things the werewolf didn't feel too comfortable returning to Fiore. or rather returning to Blue Pegasus. Through no fault of the guild of course. No this was a more personal matter that made him feel as though he no longer meshed with the guild as he once did. He was not at odds with them or their teachings, quite the opposite in fact however there was still this sinking feeling in his stomach that through what he learned in Bosco, his path would lead away from his current guild.

Just as he began to think of his current guild he noticed a very familar figure in the distance. A tall strong looking woman with flowing black hair was speaking to some tattered looking man. He wore what seemed to be religious garb, a simple black suit with a white collar.

"Hey, charitable as always I see." The young man said as he approached the two, giving a small polite smile to his guild master as he gave some money to the hobo himself. "Do you have time to talk? In private?" He'd ask her, not so much as acknowledging the man, focusing solely on the woman beside him.



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#4Raeburn Gamebell 

Grinding Salt (me private invitey) Empty Sun Sep 05, 2021 4:22 pm

Raeburn Gamebell
Peering around, Raeburn wonders what he'll be doing next today. Organizing shadowy things in the light gets harder and harder. What's a conclusive and satisfying finish for his stay in Bosco? Raeburn hopefully will find a special encounter at least. Having this vacation in Bosco, Raeburn doesn't feel like it's changed all that much to bring anything special. After supporting a sad noble loser, there comes a time where it's all about finding more and more. Inventing a random religious gesture with his hands, as Illumin himself, Raeburn looks to the new encounters.

"Thank you," replied Raeburn to the newcomers, stopping himself from adding "daughter". Unsure if he'll recognize Alisa or not, Raeburn commits the person's face to memory anyway. Staring awkwardly hard, Raeburn turns away from Alisa after committing the benefactor to memory. Hoping to gather the troops, Raeburn is pleasantly surprised on his start-up's acquisitions here. Accepting his race car's filled tummy, Raeburn will ensure the public will be answered. If there's one thing Raeburn doesn't care about though, it'd be the public of Bosco. Alas, it's hard challenging against oneself's holiness, disappointment shifts between joy too often.

"You won't regret this," said Raeburn to no one in particular. Not minding the dismissal of Raymus, Raeburn takes down the face of this person as well. A casual investment can have the greatest kindness in return. Rollin away in a walk, Raeburn shall find repayment monies.

(Exit)



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