[ This is such a peaceful world. Noah's heart feels lighter just by being here, even if he's aware that it isn't real - not to the world he had a responsibility to, at least. It took him a while to understand what had happened, to ease the panic he felt at being ripped away to another space and time, but it too had faded, like many other things. A pair of mice had invited him aboard a carriage, and he now finds himself before the castle. How quaint.
Noah arrived in his usual pilgrim's robes. The fairy godmothers take one look at him, comment on him possibly needing a bit more height for his age, and then bequeath him with a deer's mask. He reaches up to his head and feels the smooth horns wreathed with leaves, then realizes his gloves are gone. ]
Ah, excuse me... could you return my gloves, please? It's quite important.
[ Without them, his hands are exposed, and their crystallized nature with it. ]
Socializing
[ Noah always brought his moonstone catalyst with him in case of emergencies, even if the only emergency here is someone falling from the sky while dancing or having a little stomach upset. Regardless, he takes his duty as a healer seriously, and he'll approach anyone who might seem like they need assistance.
Other than that, he's not sure how to conduct himself here; he's never been to such a big gathering before. Instead he keeps to the edge of the party with a glass of flower tea in hand (the dragons wouldn't serve him alcohol anyway), holding his shoe brooch in the other and fidgeting with it. Maybe if he stands there long enough, the other person will come looking for him... ]
Outside
[ While it had been fun to dance with others and try some of the food, Noah finds himself rather weary after a while and leaves the ballroom for the garden. The moons are bright in the sky, and he finds himself stopping in the middle of the garden to look up at them. ]
Brother... can you still see me now?
[ He takes a long sip of his flower tea, unaware that he has inadvertently wandered into a maze. Blue flowers appear all around him and anyone in his vicinity, emitting a soft and calming glow. Yet he continues looking up at the now singular moon, perhaps seeing something that others cannot... ]
Wildcard [ Hit me up with something and I'll roll with it! ]
noah ebalon (nyx pieta) | elsword | tdm
[ This is such a peaceful world. Noah's heart feels lighter just by being here, even if he's aware that it isn't real - not to the world he had a responsibility to, at least. It took him a while to understand what had happened, to ease the panic he felt at being ripped away to another space and time, but it too had faded, like many other things. A pair of mice had invited him aboard a carriage, and he now finds himself before the castle. How quaint.
Noah arrived in his usual pilgrim's robes. The fairy godmothers take one look at him, comment on him possibly needing a bit more height for his age, and then bequeath him with a deer's mask. He reaches up to his head and feels the smooth horns wreathed with leaves, then realizes his gloves are gone. ]
Ah, excuse me... could you return my gloves, please? It's quite important.
[ Without them, his hands are exposed, and their crystallized nature with it. ]
Socializing
[ Noah always brought his moonstone catalyst with him in case of emergencies, even if the only emergency here is someone falling from the sky while dancing or having a little stomach upset. Regardless, he takes his duty as a healer seriously, and he'll approach anyone who might seem like they need assistance.
Other than that, he's not sure how to conduct himself here; he's never been to such a big gathering before. Instead he keeps to the edge of the party with a glass of flower tea in hand (the dragons wouldn't serve him alcohol anyway), holding his shoe brooch in the other and fidgeting with it. Maybe if he stands there long enough, the other person will come looking for him... ]
Outside
[ While it had been fun to dance with others and try some of the food, Noah finds himself rather weary after a while and leaves the ballroom for the garden. The moons are bright in the sky, and he finds himself stopping in the middle of the garden to look up at them. ]
Brother... can you still see me now?
[ He takes a long sip of his flower tea, unaware that he has inadvertently wandered into a maze. Blue flowers appear all around him and anyone in his vicinity, emitting a soft and calming glow. Yet he continues looking up at the now singular moon, perhaps seeing something that others cannot... ]
Wildcard
[ Hit me up with something and I'll roll with it! ]