Cadence

Passionate ascension

  • 18+ Only

  • Blinding night owls one monitor at a time

Cadence

  • Age: 20's

  • Gender: Apathetic

  • Race: Savior

  • Sexuality: ???

  • Scent: Smoked herbs and incense

Despite speaking with a clear Ishgardian accent heard in those roaming its higher circles, Cadence remains tight lipped about the history he may have had in the city before emerging from it after the end of the Dragonsong War. However, the songs he sings now are freely given to all who ask with a bright face and a happy smile.

Cadence

  • A wandering hero, Cadence will always do his best to help those who ask for it, as long as it's for the right reasons

  • A lover of sweets, it can be rather easy to bribe the lad with promises of candies and cakes

  • A wanted fugitive, descriptions of an Au Ra matching Cadence's description has been issued from Ishgard with crimes that include but are not limited to: Grand larceny, terroristic activity, murder of several members of high public standing, conspiracy to commit treason against the Ishgard Republic, and failing to pay the proper gate tolls

Cadence

Flash.Lightning.Thunder.Halone was hunting for him. Cadence knew this to be true, for why else would clear night skies suddenly turn black and become filled with roaring, writhing hounds if not to punish her favored son for abandoning his duty. Abandoning his calling.But how could it have been his if another had already fulfilled it.Over the roar of rain and thunder was the braying of hunters. While the Fury sought him from above, those of his former church - former cult - harried him with horses and hounds of their own. They hadn’t found him yet, but he knew it was only a matter of time. The ties that still binded him, the magic inscribed into his soul which made his skin ache and scales itch demanded his return, hooked strings pulling him back into the church’s embrace.Flashes of an embering fire on a snow-bitten night came unbidden as he settled into a bough of wet, saddened leaves. Laughter tickled his ears as spiced cider warmed his hands. It was less than the warmth of the company around him, but a thing to hold onto nonetheless as cinnamon and cloves and apples coated his tongue.‘You can be forgiven,’ a voice said. ‘You still have a role to play.’They were bittersweet lies.

Cadence

  • I love OOC plotting. For anything more long term and narratively driven, I always like to have a rough draft of where certain arcs should or can go before diving in. I find it tends to make set ups easier and resolutions neater with happier results for the writers (though not necessarily the characters)

  • I love diving into and discussing character motivations, thoughts, and interactions a lot. Writing any RP that allows me to do a deep character study will always win me over, no matter the genre.

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