alva-the-wanderer-and-althalos
alva-the-wanderer-and-althalos
A Hovel in Majula
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"Ah hello there Adventurer! Welcome to Majula! My name is Alva and I take care of this little residence with my wife Zullie and my companion Althalos. Why don't you tell me about yourself? ? I'd love to hear you!" (This is a Indie Dark Souls Roleplay Blog! Feel free to send starters, anonymous Questions, and Magic Anons!) Magic!Anon Currently: None
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"Mh..Hmm..." He stood there a while, paused in thought. He heard shuffles in the darkness yet ignored them for the time being, whatever they were they stayed away so they were not much of a threat to them currently. He sighed and took a deep breath of the dank air, he placed his shield's grip into an indent on the back of his cuirass so his hands were free, he then placed both hands on the door and pushed it with his weight.It creaked, loudly. The noise echoed far back to the entrance and the shuffling had stopped eerily.. Seems he did the wrong thing.
He let himself pause again to listen for anymore shuffles but all stayed silent. He pushed with strength alone this time, making the door open barely. Its creaking echoed once more behind them, he ignored it and pushed harder and it finally gave away opening the doors wide and let a stench quite horrid leak out of the dark entrance.
He heaved a bit but managed to catch his breath again. "Well they can want all they want I suppose, should've locked it better! Let's just hope that light can brighten up the next room." He said with a tinge of sass. He began to walk forward only to hear footsteps, not his nor the witch's approaching them, fast. He grabbed his shield and unsheathed his blade quickly, seemed like they had some unexpected company..
A Knight and his Crypt Witch. (Closed Starter for zullie-the-deceiver)
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"BENHART!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The name echoed in the hallways of Castle Drangleic with a familiar voice and ring to it. A Familiar Knight appeared around a corner to the bonfire room " WE NEEDS TO HELP DEH SCRUBS WITH MIRROR KNIGHT AND TOTS NOT OG THIS TIME." Alva said to his tots best friend in the whole world before Hauling Benhart to his feet and walking him to the front of the fog gate and putting a summon sign that read " Alva and Benhart <3 SWAG BROES" on it.
Benhart allowed his totally best friend to drag him to THEIR spot. Alva had kicked the last guy who put his sign there in the groin. You could hear the crunch all the way at the end of the hall….
After Alva had put their sign down. They waited. “Don’t ya go OGing on me now, Laddie. We can’t OG this time ‘round. Got m’self some hate mail last time.”
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"...Slightly, but it is getting even darker. If needed I can light a torch." He said to reassure the witch. He did have some wood but lighting it the way he was thinking could hurt a bit. Then again he'd be the first cleric to light something on fire with Lighting Spear.
He pressed on into the darkness, he extended his hands to find a wall but was unsuccessful. Alva put a hand forward to feel for any doorways. He did end up finding a door but he felt all around it and could not find anything to open it, not even a keyhole. He peered behind himself to tell if he could see the entrance, alas it was non-existent now.
A Knight and his Crypt Witch. (Closed Starter for zullie-the-deceiver)
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*Drops a prism stone* oh hi muse and mun hows your day
Alva: Ohoohoh! Is that the secret 8th color of a Prism stone I see?
Nah dude those don’t actually exist, From only made 7.
Alva: I WILL FIND IT ONE OF THESE DAYS! I am doing spectacular my newfound friend and you?
Oh me? I’m fino wino friend, Just got back from a really long Hiatus on poor ol Alva’s blog.
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How would Alva interact with Dks3 characters?
Answer: He won’t. As most of us know a red spirit invades right before the Irithyll Dungeons named Alva, Seeker of the Spurned. This red spirit wears Alvas set and even has a name just like him. However, this person is female. So headcanon tiem kids, That Alva is our beloved Alva’s child whom is adventuring around in her father’s armor and taking up his name to keep his tale going. The reason she invades you is because she heard of a witch being held in the Dungeon and believes its her mother, Zullie. She thinks the Unkindled one is Jailer. So whenever I RP with a DKSIII char it will be with Alva’s Daughter rather than him.
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Send ‘☺’ and my muse will have to compliment your muse, even if they don’t want to
Alternate: Send ‘☻’ for my muse to insult your muse instead
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Reblog if you are a Bloodborne RP blog/RP in that or the Souls universe
debating on making a blog and want to know if I’d actually interact w people ;;
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“i’m sad and idk how to feel better”
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“i don’t know what to draw”
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“i always mess up”
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“BUT I SUCK”
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Zullie had been waiting for what felt like hours antsy and constantly looking down the road for any sign of the knight she was expecting. Finally seeing him far off she took on a more sobering pose and examined her fingernails for dirt and the like when he arrived. He began the usual paranoid accusations they had both become very accustomed to. Though he had enough unpleasant prior experience to warrant such a reaction. “Well if there is any pit you might end up falling in its your grave.” she chuckled with a cruel grin. “That is assuming your not careful here. I hear that its a wicked place where one might fall to prey to the dark or beasts within. Though it apparently was the resting place of a saint at one point. One who was known for curing numerous diseases.” Zullie knew that little morsel of information would get his attention if he did not already know. “I told a few others and figured it would find its way to you in some form.” Turning to face the crimson caped knight she asked. “So how well do you think you would fare all alone here?”
Alva simply huffed at hearing the information. Another ply to find him it seemed, spreading information about the crypt to townsfolk far away from here. Alva had to arrive at the local town to get more information on it just to  ponder even trying the idea of delving into sunless tombs.
He sighed annoyingly and pushed into the entrance of the tomb, he called back to the purple clothed witch as his feet echoed against the stones of  the timeless cell, “No beast should even attempt to pry me from my duty. Let them try if they exist.” The knight then let himself be engulfed in inky darkness. He peered around only seeing the light of the daylight fading outside. He felt out of place and stopped abruptly when he heard noise, he threw it off as he suspected the women to follow him inside. Maybe she was curious about the grave as well. 
A Knight and his Crypt Witch. (Closed Starter for zullie-the-deceiver)
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To basically everybody I rp with
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This is Bae.
The Witch and the Wayfarer
Hey this was a bonus assignment in my English course and I got perfect on it so I figured I might as well post it here since its related to Zulie and Alva. It makes a few assumptions about both characters and how they met otherwise I hope you enjoy it.
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A Knight and his Crypt Witch. (Closed Starter for zullie-the-deceiver)
Alva had heard from a village nestled in Mirrah of a crypt of some sorts. No person to venture for it never returned the way they left.Those people seemed to be insane or paranoid of something. The only way to get any word out of them was to darken the room it seemed or talk to them at night when they’d just mutter about an ever expanding darkness around them, nothing other than that. Alva shrugged off these tales and went to the cavern itself, or so it seemed that way on the out side. A decent sized forest surrounded the entrance and a slight fog plagued the air. 
Alva poured on and seemed to remove his eyes from the entrance for a second before seemingly those bright purple robes again. He sighed loudly and spoke “Hello again, Witch.” His voice seemingly annoyed somewhat. “What traps have you layed for me this time around? What puzzles will I be solving? How many pits will I be falling in?” His voice seemed quite clear and teeming with annoyance. 
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Removing a few decorations from a forgotten corner of the basement and  making a few decorations from magical sources when necessary.  After these few hours of decorating the interior and the with sat down for a nap in one of her more comfortable seats. Less than an hour later the two former knights came into the home wanting to celebrate after a long day of delivery. Their boot steps waking her up from her brief nap. “Hello you two,” she yawned before sitting up right spying the same purple cloak on Alva’s shoulder. Looking at the presents that Alva had stored under the tree Zullie was not sure what belonged to whom aside from her own present. “Why doesn’t Althalos pick?” He might as well get one first for going along with Alva’s inane task. While Athalos went to pick his present Zullie could not help but think of some small talk. “So how was your day dear? It must have been quite the little trip you two had.”
“Splendid Idea dear.” Alva said exhausted. He collapsed on the couch but quickly regained his stature. He was seemingly got more exhausted each day. Alva thought of bringing it up with his wife but decided to ask a healer first.
Althalos looked at the small mound of presents. He counted four for the each of them. He was happy both of his housemates got gifts for him and gladly made them each something out of Iron for the keep he once called home. He sighed and got up patting the cat next to him. He gently picked up a gift he had received from Alva and opened the box gently. He pulled out a small vial of luminescent green liquid and gazed at it through his helmet. Alva chimed in at his confusion. “Thats a small vial of a healing salve I learned in Jugo a time ago, needs ingredients from the place as well and some of those plants grow rarely around here. I though it might aid your throat wound. It is consumable, unlike some common healing salves.” Althalos thought about nodding normally but instead tried to speak, “...Thank..you Alva.” The words came out like the wind itself and Alva seemed surprised by it for a short second. He then spoke, “Your turn love.” He said to Zullie.
Alva? Whats with the Dead Tree in the living room. Also the giant bag?
“Well my dearest those are presents for the holiday and thats the only tree I could find that would fit in the living room…makes the room not so living anymore huh?” Alva says while hauling in another bag. “That bag if for our friends! This bag is for us.” He finished and he placed it down in front of the tree. he looked over to Zullie. “Do you have any magic to give the tree life or at least make an Illusion over it so it looks alive dear?” Alva asks his wife in a curious tone. He certainly hopes she does, otherwise decoration it will be quite hard.
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“Indeed! Let us be off!”
Perhaps had it been the first time he had offered such a service, it would be more uncomfortable for the beast, letting another ride him like a steed, but after allowing it to happen several times he had grown used to the concept. Besides, why not be proud of it? It is a gift that only he can provide.
Into the sky they soar! Fenian angles himself diagonally in the air so his passenger does not fall off and begins a steady spiral around one of the arch trees, the end of his wing occasionally scraping the bark. Soon they disappear into the the thick fog at the top and the dragon is forced to narrow his eyes to watch out for any branches. Very few obstacles present themselves until suddenly the duo emerges from the mist. They are not where he predicted at all.
Before them lies an area much darker than the lake, but still filled with giant trees, these ones with discernible tops. Only now there appear to be several rocky structures interspersed between them. Fenian spies what appears to be an altar of some sort and lands in the grass near it. It is then that the area strikes him as familiar.
He has been here before. The things betwixt.
The initial take-off was gut rendering but shortly it felt natural. Ascending clouds and emerging in a dark place that seemed within a cave and the only shred of light coming from a crack in the rocks in the ceiling above. Alva knew this area quite well. Things betwixt seemed colder when they had arrived. Alva  narrowed his eyes an saw the small entrance to Majula, his home. He was breath taken on how they managed to fly through solid ground but his stomach seemed to settle back down.
“Well, thats unexpected.” He said to his scaled friend.
Alva was exploring deep into this strange world. He managed to find a giant tree and almost managed to get down to the bottom with falling..except for the 12 different times he did. At the bottom was a beautiful pale sanded beach with deep blue waters stretching out for miles. He gazed towards the sky and saw gigantic trees, even bigger than the ones in the Forest of Fallen Giants. After sight seeing for a couple minutes he made his way down the dunes.
The dragon sinks his teeth into the soft flesh of a giant clam that had recently met his claws. It doesn’t taste as bad as he had expected, but still doesn’t beat fresh game from the forest. His ears perk up at the sound of shuffling from the other side of the dune. Eventually his curiosity leads him to peer over the sandy hill and look down at what appears to be a lone knight in stunning red and steel armor along the opposite shore.
Fenian stands atop the dune and shouts down to him. “Careful. Stand to close to the water and the hydra will get you.”
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“Sir Artorias hunted the Darkwraiths, and his sword strikes harder against dark servants.“
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