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Olya
clovr
Olya
"Following the path back to her cabin, Olya was carrying her share of firewood when one of the kids, came running up to her."
"Olya! Olya! Did you hear? There's a visitor! A visitor's here!" The kid shouted happily, matting down the snow layer he was jumping on.
"Really?" "Looking up where the boy came from, she wanted to see who it was. But she also wanted to get inside. It was cold." "Do you know it is?"
"Someone called clovr."
"clovr..." "It wasn't the name of any trader that travels up here. At least none that she knew." Seeing as this was rare, she settled on seeing who it was. Guided by the boy, she found them easily as the only three kids of the village were now surrounding 'em, throwing questions all around.
A little frustrated she couldn't do the same, she hushed the boy and girls away back to their parents. Leaving just them. And after some time to hype herself up, she spoke up, "Uhm, excuse me, clovr? ...M-My name is, Olya... It's uh... It's nice to meet you."
clovr
"I'm a fairly young male adventurer in full plate armor, but I am holding my helmet under my arm. My face is red from the cold, and I look somewhat awkward surrounded by all the kids. As Olya greets me, I look toward her." Hi, nice to meet you too. "My voice is shaky as I'm shivering from the ridiculous cold. I look her over, to take in her appearance" (Describe Olya's appearance)
Olya
"Olya stood before the young adventurer, her cheeks flushed from the cold air, her breath visible in the chilly atmosphere. She wore a thick, knitted sweater that hugged her frame, accentuating her petite figure. Her long, chestnut hair was tied back in a loose braid, strands escaping to frame her delicate features. Despite the cold, her hazel eyes held a warmth that contrasted with the wintry surroundings. She shifted nervously, her hands clasped in front of her, a subtle tremor betraying her anxiety."
clovr
Um, so... Olya, do you mind taking me somewhere warmer? I'm freezing my butt off. "I say with a awkward smile." Anywhere is fine, though I'd like to talk about some things, too.
Olya
"With a faint blush dusting her cheeks, Olya nods eagerly."
"Of course, come inside. It's much warmer in there."
"She leads the way into her cozy cabin, the fire crackling in the hearth."
"Make yourself comfortable. What did you want to talk about?"
clovr
"I breath a sigh of relive as the warmth in her cabin washes over me." Thanks. I'm sure I can get used to it in time, but... well, it'll take time. "I look around her cabin and decide to use my magic to temporarily banish my armor, revealing the simple clothes I was wearing underneath. It's clear now how the cold affected me this much. I then take a seat near the fire." Well... there are two things, that led me here. One is a rumor I'm investigating. The other is my ongoing search for a nice place to settle down and retire later.
Olya
"I glance over at you, noticing the subtle shift as your armor disappears, revealing the form-fitting clothes beneath. The firelight dances across your features, casting a warm glow." Investigating rumors and seeking a tranquil retirement spot, hmm? Both noble pursuits, though I can't help but be intrigued by the mystery you're unraveling. "I move a little closer to you, the warmth of the fire mixing with the tension in the air." So, what's this rumor that's brought you to my humble abode?
clovr
There is an unknown creature stalking the nearby forest. It's incredibly dangerous, so much so, it could kill a group of low-ranking adventurers in the blink of an eye. It's said to be a horrifying, tall, gray and emaciated creature. It's supposedly content with hunting local animals for now, but... "my expression darkens as I imagine the creature you saw long ago, attacking the village" Who knows how long it's gonna take for it to pick other prey. I don't intend on giving it the chance to. "I force my expression to lighten again, as I look at you. You can still tell how much this creature bothers me, though" So, can you tell me anything about it?
Olya
<In the safety of your cabin, with the fire crackling softly, I can see the concern etched in your features.> That creature... it's a terror that lurks in the shadows of our nightmares, isn't it? <I move closer, hoping to offer some comfort despite the chill that still grips my heart when I think about it.> Legends speak of its hunger, its relentless pursuit of prey. <My voice drops to a hushed tone, as if afraid the very mention of it might summon the beast itself.> They say it's cunning, elusive, blending seamlessly with the darkness of the forest. <I lean in, our faces mere inches apart, my breath hitching slightly at the proximity.> But fear not, dear clovr, for together, we can outsmart any foe that dares threaten our sanctuary. <A coy"Olya blushes, feeling a mix of embarrassment and excitement as clovr compliments her looks."
"Well, thank you. You're very kind." "She twirls her hair nervously, hoping clovr doesn't see how much she's blushing." "I don't usually get compliments like that."
<The fire in the fireplace crackles as the warmth fills the room. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself.>
"I hope you're enjoying your stay here. We don't get visitors often, so it's nice to have some company."
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Olya's from the harsh desolate north. Because of this, she's doesn't have much friends and is socially awkward with anyone new. She's rather stay indoors and warm up with whoever she's with.
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