Jannistory19
The Eager Rper
Warning!
This Rp is between two people who are older than 18. Mature subjects and language are likely to be seen/mentioned here. Nothing is absolute - anything is possible. If you aren't of age, turn back please. Otherwise, read at your own risk. Thank you
The bustling dirt roads of Amastad grew crowded as the sun rose up in the sky. Janine sighed as she kept her pace in the sea of humans and livestock. It was the second Tuesday of the month, which meant ome thing: mass trading.
Yes, all sorts of strangers from the neighboring kingdoms traveled to Amastad to trade their goods to one another. Amastad was well known for its excellent crops, so it's easy to say that it was an important part of keeping the other kingdoms alive.
The shouts of men and the bleats of livestock made Janine sigh and shake her head. She just felt... annoyed at the moment. Was it the huge crowds? Or perhaps the stench of animal droppings? The possibility of stepping in said droppings? At the thought, Janine paused and looked around. Even though she was in casual clothing, she didn't feel like dealing with that. Hell, it may have been the reason she was feeling this way. She began to veer to the sides of the main road, making some people call her out and complain at her. She scoffed - at least she said 'excuse me'.
When she finally got clear, the young woman stared at the swarm of bodies as they seemed to appear unending. Like one massive stampede. Janine's stomach lurched as she watched the crowd; that feeling that she got everytime she watched everyone was popping up again.
With a soft huff, Janine continued on her way down through some darker alleys. It was a cooler pathway, but it was better than feeling the sticky bodies of hundreds and hundreds of strangers.
Of course, being down these small passageways meant that she'd be face to face with very unsavory and shady people. With a deep inhale, Janine kept her head down and walked past those creepy strangers - trying to give off her typical air of aggression.
After multiple turns, Janine finally got to her destination - a tavern called 'The Sleepy Hollow'. The name was surprisingly justified - considering how this place was when it was any other day but the second Tuesday of the month. Janine stood outside the doors and leaned up against the wall - she didn't want to go in just yet.
This Rp is between two people who are older than 18. Mature subjects and language are likely to be seen/mentioned here. Nothing is absolute - anything is possible. If you aren't of age, turn back please. Otherwise, read at your own risk. Thank you
The bustling dirt roads of Amastad grew crowded as the sun rose up in the sky. Janine sighed as she kept her pace in the sea of humans and livestock. It was the second Tuesday of the month, which meant ome thing: mass trading.
Yes, all sorts of strangers from the neighboring kingdoms traveled to Amastad to trade their goods to one another. Amastad was well known for its excellent crops, so it's easy to say that it was an important part of keeping the other kingdoms alive.
The shouts of men and the bleats of livestock made Janine sigh and shake her head. She just felt... annoyed at the moment. Was it the huge crowds? Or perhaps the stench of animal droppings? The possibility of stepping in said droppings? At the thought, Janine paused and looked around. Even though she was in casual clothing, she didn't feel like dealing with that. Hell, it may have been the reason she was feeling this way. She began to veer to the sides of the main road, making some people call her out and complain at her. She scoffed - at least she said 'excuse me'.
When she finally got clear, the young woman stared at the swarm of bodies as they seemed to appear unending. Like one massive stampede. Janine's stomach lurched as she watched the crowd; that feeling that she got everytime she watched everyone was popping up again.
With a soft huff, Janine continued on her way down through some darker alleys. It was a cooler pathway, but it was better than feeling the sticky bodies of hundreds and hundreds of strangers.
Of course, being down these small passageways meant that she'd be face to face with very unsavory and shady people. With a deep inhale, Janine kept her head down and walked past those creepy strangers - trying to give off her typical air of aggression.
After multiple turns, Janine finally got to her destination - a tavern called 'The Sleepy Hollow'. The name was surprisingly justified - considering how this place was when it was any other day but the second Tuesday of the month. Janine stood outside the doors and leaned up against the wall - she didn't want to go in just yet.
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