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[ STARGAZING ] // from petal?

[ STARGAZING ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  while  stargazing

The girl was standing alone.

He had always considered himself a pragmatist. The moon was new and the campfires were mostly ember - he was fairly sure they were the only two still awake. Even if elves had better night vision, it was never wise to be left alone with the shem.

And there was something strange about this girl. He didn't recognize her from the caravan, but that didn't mean anything - there were plenty of travelers who joined for a few days until the next town. Safety in numbers. She just felt...different, somehow.

But it wasn't 'different' as in 'dangerous'. And she seemed so young.

If Tariat had been born with bad instincts, he would not have lived to the age he had, so he would trust his gut in this instance.

He purposefully scuffed his boots against the gravel as approached, not wanting to catch her unaware. The field they had bedded down in for the night was lush with wildflowers and fireflies, which rose out of the overgrown grass and mirrored the evening sky.

And the evening sky was glorious. There was no moon to compete with the constellations, no light pollution to dull them. He could make out Satinalis - and perhaps, there, parts of Toth.

"Do you know them?" He asked, once they were within speaking distance. But he couldn't force himself to look down.

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tariat and @stxrmchild have crossed paths.

A sun-bleached wharf, busy with the throes of passengers and sailors boarding or departing the vessels docked there, was no place to stop and chat. And yet - "Hi, sorry to interrupt, but are you with the..." There is a brief pause as the high elf checks the letter in his hand. "Drunken Calamity?"

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Early evening had chased away the worst of Last Seed’s stifling heat and the Abecean sea was awash in indigo, pink, and orange. Tariat sat on the ledge of a short bluff, the calves of his leggings damp from brushing against the wet sediment exposed by low tide. There was a large folio on his lap and a stick of charcoal staining his golden fingers black.

He was using the last of the day’s light to sketch a shoal between the shore and a little blip of limestone rising from the water. It would have been going well, but a bee was attempting to land on his forehead. He grunted in annoyance and shooed it away, ineffectively, with the back of his hand, and still managed to smudge his face and hair.

He paused for a moment, holding his stained hand away from himself and leaning back to get a wider view of the sketch. The bee returned, buzzing lazily around his left ear.

A gull chose that moment to descend from the heavens and snatch up the insect - several inches away from Tariat’s face.

The Altmer let out a startled yelp and dropped everything he was holding. His sketch flopped onto the damp sand below and looked woeful. His stick of charcoal rolled into the sea. “...ah.”

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“So tie me to a block of wood and throw me in the sea,

- and if I swim, then let me swim,

but if I sink, just let me be.” Having a pleasant voice wasn’t enough to make someone a good singer. Out of breath from the hunting and dressing of the hare he was now cooking in a stew over his fire, Tariat’s tune was out of time. He couldn’t even sing very loudly - he was too close to the road. There was no telling who or what would happen upon his camp next.

His old mare, Shiver, snorted loudly from where she grazed. Everyone was a critic.

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『  briliana && tariat  cont. ♞  』

Tariat’s smile froze as she approached. He'd been wholly prepared for the woman to nod back and then go on her way - after all, the people of Whiterun weren't quite as hostile as the people of Winterhold and Dawnstar, but they weren't quite friendly either. ("Something, something, spy, something," they would whisper when they thought he was out of earshot). Not that the all the same tensions would be present between himself and this bosmer, but it had been some time since a stranger had spoken up with him unprompted and it caught him off guard. It was a pleasant change. And an observant stranger, to boot. “Ah, err,” he fumbled for something clever to say. He gestured to the lichen colonies creeping up the side of an aged, crumbling wall, and his smile turned sheepish. “I suppose my gawking tipped you off?” There were several answers to her question - he was from Cyrodiil, but he hadn’t set foot south of Sancre Tor in four years, so he couldn’t call this a visit. For the last six months he’d been stationed in the College, and before that, Blacklight, and before that… “I’m, um, from a little bit of everywhere, but I am only visiting Whiterun, yes. It’s the best place to get insight into the way the ancient Nords organized their cities when they were still inhabited - with exceptions in Saarthal and Windhelm. But one is depressing and filled with the tortured souls of the lifeless and the other has draugr -” A harsh tundra wind chose that moment to pull several strands of hair from his braid and put them in his mouth, as if to remind him not to ramble at complete strangers. A disturbed look briefly crossed his features as he pulled them out, but then he schooled his features into something more socially presentable and offered her his other hand for a shake. “Sorry. Yes, Bruma is a lovely city, and doesn’t get nearly enough recognition - I hope you get to visit Anvil at least once, though. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Tariat.”

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tariat and @dovahkcn have crossed paths.

Whiterun was no Elven Gardens District, but there was something to be said for its stonework. The aqueducts were a nice touch. Tariat was electing to admire these aspects of the city when he made accidental eye-contact with another mer passing by. He offered her a polite smile and a nod in greeting.

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✧ — ⋆   𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

some  ideas  for  first  meeting  prompts  that  may  help  break  the  ice  between  characters .  feel  free  to  amend  contexts  &  roles  where  required !  violent  &  alcohol  related  prompts  present . 

[ BAR ]  :   for  your  muse  to  join  mine  at  a  bar  [ DINER ]  :  for  your  muse  to  join  mine  at  a  diner / restaurant   [ SAVE ] :  for  your  muse  to  step  in  to  save  my  muse  in  a  fight  [ FAKE ] :  for  your  muse  to  pretend  to  know  my  muse  in  public  to  save  them  from  a  difficult  encounter [ RUN ] :  for  your  muse  to  grab  my  muse’s  hand  and  tell  them  to  run  [ STEAL ]  :  for  your  muse  to  try  to  steal  from  my  muse  ( pickpocketing ,  in  their  home  etc  –  feel  free  to  specify  context ! ) [ STUDY ] :  for  your  muse  to  join  mine  to  study / read   [ PICNIC ] :  for  your  muse  to  join  mine  on  a  picnic  [ FIRST  DATE ] :  for  your  muse  to  meet  mine  for  a  first  date   [ BREAK  IN ] :  for  our  muses  to  break  in  somewhere  together  [ ATTACK ] :  for  your  muse  to  try  to  attack  mine  ( specify  context ! ) [ DANCE ] :  for  your  muse  to  invite  mine  to  dance  [ PAY ] :  for  your  muse  to  pay  for  my  muse’s  item(s)  ( specify  context ! ) [ TAXI ] :  for  our  muses  to  share  a  taxi  ride  somewhere [ CAR ] :  for  your  muse  to  jump  in  my  muse’s  car  and  tell  them  to  drive [ LOCKED  OUT ] :  for  your  muse  to  be  locked  out  of  their  apartment  &  to  ask  for  help  from  mine  [ DIY ] :  for  your  muse  to  ask  mine  for  help  with  diy  in  their  home  [ DARE ] :  for  your  muse  to  approach  mine  on  a  dare [ PATCH ] :  for  your  muse  to  help  mine  with  an  injury [ COMFORT ] :  for  your  muse  to  comfort  mine  [ SWIM ] :  for  your  muse  to  throw  mine  into  the  sea /  a  river /  pool  ( specify ! ) [ RESTRAINED ] :  for  our  muses  to  be  tied  up  together  [ CRY ]  :  for  your  muse  to  find  mine  crying   [ KIDNAP ] :  for  your  muse  to  kidnap  mine [ DRUNK ] :  for  your  muse  to  look  after  mine  while  drunk  [ ZOMBIE ] :  for  our  muses  to  be  caught  in  a  zombie  attack  together  [ TRAPPED ] :  for  our  muses  to  be  trapped  somewhere  together  ( stuck  in  a  storm ?  kidnapped  together ?  dodgy  lock  on  a  door ? )  [ WARN ] :  for  your  muse  to  warn  mine  of  incoming  danger [ COFFEE SHOP ] :  for  your  muse  to  join  mine  at  a  coffee  shop  /  café [ WORK ] :  for  your  muse  to  help  train  mine  on  the  first  day  of  their  job  [ ROOMMATES ] :   for  your  muse  to  be  my  muse’s  roommate  ( feel  free  to  specify  whether  in  a  college  or  a  regular  setting ! ) [ BOOKSHOP ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  in  a  bookshop  [ EVENT ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  at  a  charity  event   [ FUNDRAISING ] :  for  our  muses  to  team  up  to  raise  money  for  charity  ( feel  free  to  specify  potential  ideas ! ) [ COMPETITORS ] :  for  our  muses  to  be  rivals  in  a  competition  [ KARAOKE ] :  for  our  muses  to  sing  karaoke  together  [ MUTUAL  FRIEND ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  through  a  mutual  friend [ STOOD  UP ] :  for  your  muse  to  join  mine  on  a  date  after  noticing  that  they  have  been  stood  up [ MISSION ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  on  a  mission  [ UNDERCOVER ] :  for  your  muse  to  approach  mine  while  undercover [ MUSUEM ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  at  a  museum  [ ABANDONED ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  in  an  abandoned  building  [ STARGAZING ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  while  stargazing  [ ROOFTOP ] :  for  your  muse  to  find  mine  on  a  rooftop 

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Tariat Varlerian: Imperial-born Altmer, scout and cartographer, luckless bastard. 『 written by rabbit. original character for the elder scrolls iv: oblivion. 』 18+ - selective - sporadic activity - iconless - verses for tes three & five, eso, dragon age, and D&D. -

carrd. tracker. taglist. opens.

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Did You Know: The unabbreviated name for Tiber Septim’s Empire is the Holy Cyrodiilic Empire of Tamriel?

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Sun and Moon

Map illustrations 2,3/8

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