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Crashing - Lofoten Islands, 2025

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Dad + How do you feel about Maris courting a woman Judge Magister?

Send me ‘Dad’ and a question and my character’s Dad will answer it. @tarnishedxknight

"Judge Drace, you mean?" Caspian smiled - weariness lining his gaze despite the warmth in his dull eyes. "I must admit, she is not the first person I would have imagined my daughter with, but who am I to complain? 'Tis an amazing thing they have found love with each other, despite all that has happened, for I know Maris held strong to her anger of Archadia for long. Judge Magister or not, I am... I am relieved... she has found love again." Tears welled in his eyes, and he chuckled as he wiped them away. "Maris has suffered enough to last her several lifetimes. I wish nothing but the best for my daughter, and if she has found happiness and love and a new life with Judge Drace, then I will do what I can to support them both. It has been far too long since I've seen that spark in Maris's eyes. But I... I do fear for them both. Maris is not as sick as I or her brother, but she is still sick. I can only pray Judge Drace will stay by her side when the Mist takes hold, and not leave her when it becomes too much. I don't know if Maris's heart could handle the heartbreak of losing another love if she decides to leave."

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Dad + How do you feel about Maris courting a Dalmascan knight?

Send me ‘Dad’ and a question and my character’s Dad will answer it. @tarnishedxknight

"A Dalmascan--" Caspian blinked and shook his head with a grin. "Oh, the gods be praised, she's decided a Hume is a better lover than the sea!" he said with a laugh. "She had a few poor saps try to win her attention in her youth, you know, and she was oblivious to them all because she preferred to go fishing with her old man! Not that I minded, for it meant I wouldn't have to worry about the day she would come home with a broken heart, and what sort of father would I be to force her into something she had no desire in wanting?" He chuckled again, though his smile faded, and he looked... almost sad. "I wish it was not at the cost of leaving the sea behind completely, for I am certain her heart still yearns for it. But, if she is happy, I have no complaints. I care not for whom she courts as long as they treat her well, though I wish I could meet this knight who won her over."

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Martin Buxbaum

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Forgetting the sea — detail from 'Cold Shore'

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Cabo Frio, sept 2024

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✏️ + Basch and Noah

Eᴠᴇɴ Mᴏʀᴇ Iɴᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ Qᴜᴏᴛᴇs Gᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀ! @tarnishedxknight ((I'm tagging you because this turned out equally hilarious and sad dfsgjhkfsdgkj))

Basch: So what’s the plan? Maris: I don’t know. You’re smart, *points at Noah* they’re mean, come up with something.

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Maris: What did you two do? Noah: Basch: Maris: You’re not in trouble, I just need to know if I have to lie to the police again or not.

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Maris: Would you rather kill Basch, or— Noah: Yes, kill them. Maris: I didn’t say the other thing— Noah: I don’t need to hear it. Basch: …I’m feeling a little unsafe.

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Maris: Protip is you do not feel good about yourself after eating tomato sauce on iceberg lettuce. Basch: What's wrong with you?? Maris: I literally JUST said I ate tomato sauce on iceberg lettuce?? Pay attention. Noah: No, they mean other than that. Maris: Ohhhhhh. Maris: I haven't slept in 4 days.

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Basch: A party is a celebration of a life, bringing people together to let the guest of honor know how much they’re loved. Maris has done so much for us. This is our chance to do something for them. Noah: By forcing them to have fun at a party that they don’t want to be at? Basch: I knew you’d understand.

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Noah: Hey, do you know anyone who can teach me to play the trumpet? Maris: Why? Noah: I want to wander around playing it to annoy Basch. Maris: Technically, you don’t actually need to know how to play the trumpet well for that. Noah: Maris, you have opened my eyes.

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Noah: You really believe in Maris? Basch: Mmm… Luckily, they believe in themself enough for the both of us.

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Maris: We've got to find a way to cut down our expenses. What can we live without? Noah: Basch, probably.

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Maris: I'm very disappointed in you, Noah. Basch: C'mon, don't get mad at Noah! Maris: Basch, stop telling Noah it's okay for them to punch you! They need to learn not to punch people! Basch: But I'm not a person! Noah: Which is why I punched them!

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*Noah is talking about their past* Noah: I guess it was that day I came home to a cold, empty house, devoid of light and love, and I knew then that my sorrows would only grow. Maris: Noah, this is the saddest life story I have ever heard! And you haven't even covered the teen years! Basch: Oh, I'm sure it gets better! Noah: Ha! No, at eleven, things really took a turn for the worst.

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examine + an anonymous love letter

Send “Examine!” and an item or person and I’ll write an RPG description of it/them.

You stare at the letter in your hands and don't know what to make of it. You recognize the handwriting - at least, you think you do - and you're not sure if it's that or the words that make your heart flutter. It's sweet and almost poetic, and you clutch it to your chest with a flustered smile, and you plan to keep it to yourself. Your brother will groan and roll his eyes if he saw it and your father will certainly want to know who sent it, but this is for you and you alone, and you like it that way. It's a small beam of sunlight through the heavy storm, and it offers just enough peace to ease the weight on your heart. You wonder if you ought to talk to him, or pretend you don't know it's him and hope he'll send another one or approach you directly. You find you wouldn't mind either way.

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Examine! + wedding ring

Send “Examine!” and an item or person and I’ll write an RPG description of it/them.

You are no longer married, though not by choice, but still you keep the silver ring polished. Still you wear it on your left hand. The waves are beautifully crafted for such a small thing, frozen mid-crest before they could crash upon a shore it will never see. It was once a joke no one would ever hold your heart like the ocean did, and a joke your husband indulged in when he proposed. You still remember the nervousness in his adoring gaze - the way he laughed in relief when you eagerly said yes and flung your arms around him as you both cried with happiness. He said he won you over from the ocean's song, to which you rolled your eyes in amusement, and promised you he would one day bring you home. You both were more at home by the water than landlocked, but what other choice did you have?

You should no longer wear it, you know, because he's gone and you will never have him again, but you cannot bring yourself to move on. Perhaps because of your grief, or, perhaps, because you know, deep down, you'll be gone one day, too - your life cut short by the same sickness that claimed him. How can you get rid of it, when it reminds you of the homes you lost?

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Examine! + whale flute necklace

Send “Examine!” and an item or person and I’ll write an RPG description of it/them.

You trace the whale's tail with your finger, finding the bone smooth and free of foreign marks. You've had it for years, but you've been careful to keep it in top condition, and for that, it seems almost new. A gift from your father, made by his own hands, of a creature you've always loved. You had seen whales when you would go out at sea with him to fish, and you were always in awe of their size and grace. Of the way they could breach the waves and disappear into the sea's depths, with an ancient intelligence deep in their gaze. You used to wonder what it would be like to swim with them, to dive down as deep as them, and even still, as you sit on your bed in your small apartment in the middle of a city you don't belong to, you can't help but wonder the same. The ocean still calls to you. Maybe one day you can return.

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Examine! + baby blanket

Send “Examine!” and an item or person and I’ll write an RPG description of it/them.

You couldn't afford much of anything, yet you saved enough gil to buy enough yarn to weave a small blanket. It's simple and undyed, but you poured your heart into it as you imagined your baby swaddled within and eagerly awaited the day you could meet them. And, once you and your husband agreed on a name, you sewed the letter, B, into the corner to make it more real. Things looked brighter despite the sickness that clung to you - that clings to you still - and you thought you had finally lost the interest of Death.

You hold it in your hands now as you weep. Years have passed since, but your heart has never truly recovered. You once swaddled your daughter in it for three days before she was gone. Maybe you should have burned it with her, but it was the only thing you had left of her, how could you have done it? It's a reminder of the family you had only briefly, so you take care of it. A reminder that Death is not done with you, even though it leaves you alive. You pray it will come to you quickly, because the sickness is still there, and you want nothing more than to see them again and finally be free of your grief. To finally be a mother to the daughter you so selfishly wanted.

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What sort of items are important to Maris?

((I'm gonna use what's mentioned in her bio and in the poll I did a while ago, but some important items are: her silver wave wedding ring; her whale flute necklace carved from bone; a hand-woven baby blanket made from undyed yarn with the initial, B, sewn into a corner; a small, whale shaped utility knife; various tapestry tools like a bobbin, a shuttle, a beater, and a needle; used and unused skeins of yarn; and a small tapestry of a sunrise on the ocean!

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unmatched ship dynamic: "i've done terrible things in the past" x "all i care about is who you are in the present"

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Scientific Method

by James Tadd Adcox

Picture the ocean. No. Picture the entire thing, all at once. You are not doing it. It’s okay. One day something terrible will happen, and I will not be prepared.

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Natasha Trethewey, from Waterborne.