Le Craint Family/Oiren

(OOC: This is a record of the interactions Oiren has during his life as an adventurer. A different kind of roleplay that I wanted to keep a record of.)

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Roleplay from Oiren

Lily's Return Oiren was sat in the same tavern, the concern was very apparent on his face. He had delayed his travels in order to complete a task he had taken upon himself, however when he became aware that both of his travelling companions had gone silent, he couldn't help but worry. In an attempt to calm his heart, he had bought a small leather bound journal and a set of ink and quills. He was beginning to write about his travels, however he could not concentrate on his writing and before long he had given up for the moment. Oiren held his head in his hands, a small pile of empty glasses surrounded him, finding himself visibly shaking. A bar maid arrived with another glass of ale, she paused for a moment after placing the glass on the table and rested her hand on his shoulder, attempting to reassure him knowing that nothing she could say would help him. Before long, the door of the tavern swung open and a tall round looking man entered in, looking around the place before marching over to Oiren. Behind him stood a small cloaked figure, a hood covering her face, clutching what could only be identified as a small stuffed bear with a bright red ribbon. Seeing this, Oiren's eyes lit up with hope, standing up slighting he moved towards the pair. The burly man stopped moving, as the hooded figure lifted her hood slightly to see Oiren. At which point, the figure became obvious to Oiren, tears beginning to form in the bottom of his eyes. He began to rush over to the girl who he could now see was Lily. Lily also began to tear up slightly and also rushed towards Oiren, the two of them meeting in an embrace, the both of them now crying tears of joy. Oiren looked up to the burly man, gave him a thankful nod and handed him a pouch of gold. "I am so glad you are safe. What happened? Where is Lyra?" Oiren looked at Lily, wiping away the tears that streamed down her face with a clean handkerchief from his pocket. "I was so worried, you both vanished." Lily could barely muster the strength to speak, her croaking voice could not be heard over the sounds of the taverns. "They... they was captured.. Lyra was captured.. I... I was found by Elian... he... he helped me escape.." Oiren could see that she was struggling, he brought her over to his table and called out to the bar maid from before to bring some food and water. Without missing a beat, the barmaid rushed into the kitchen. "Its okay, you are safe now. I am sure that Lyra will be alright, she is strong and determined. I shall write a letter in hopes that she will read in once she gets out so that she knows you are safe. We are safe here, lets us wait for her here." Wiping away some more tears from Lily's face, Oiren reached into his pack and produced a small doll, made out of finely cut oak and adorned with a silken dress, the marks on the wood made it obvious that this was hand made, the dress made out of an assortment of silken materials, he handed it to Lily. "I had hoped to give this to you under better circumstances, however I feel you need this now more than ever. I am sure Lyra will be fine and once she is back, you can show her your new doll." The barmaid returned with a small plate of food and some freshly baked bread. Oiren thanked her and handed the plate to Lily. She began to eat, slowly at first, once she calmed down she began to enjoy the food before her. Oiren smiled before taking another drink. The two began to catch up, each of them telling stories in a hopes to distract the both of them from the painful memory that Lyra is still missing.

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Roleplay from Oiren

Bad News Part 1 Oiren sat peacefully in the tavern, a day had passed since Lily's arrival. The both had calmed down and they had become happier once again. Oiren had produced his map once again and began pointing out different locations that have interested him. "I would like to visit Perleone once Lyra returns. From what others have said, it seems to be a decent place for people like us. From what I hear, they make great cake down there. I dont imagine it is as good as the one you shared with me the first time we met, but it will be a great adventure for out taste buds." Oiren let our a hearty chuckle and smiled at Lily. It was no secret that Lily was concerned for Lyra, it was showing on her face. Oiren was trying to brighten the mood for her, it was tough but seeing even a little smile from her face was enough for him. He called out to the barmaid to bring another round of drinks, there was nowhere near as many empty glasses on the table as there were the past few days, the mood had definitely softened. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ----- As the evening drew to a close, Lily was fast asleep at the table. Oiren had produced a blanket from his bag and covered Lily as she rested. Very few of the patrons remained, only simple candle light lit up the room. Oiren sat impatiently watching the door, his restless leg bouncing up and down with nerves. The edges of his fingers ruined by his nervous biting. After a short while, the door swung open. Oiren stood to his feet but reluctantly sat back down again when he saw that is was just another bar patron. This happened a couple of times, each time weakening Oiren's resolve and hope. However as Oiren was just about the fall asleep, the door opened once more, this time a face he recognised. It was the man who had guided Lily to Oiren. The man approached Oiren and bent down to whisper in his hear. "I am sorry to have to say this... but there is a rumour coming from Eponllyn that Lyra.... has been executed..." Hearing this Oirens face went white, his pulse raced as he felt his heart shatter. Stunned into silence, all he could do is look up to the man as tears began to form in his eyes. He quickly looked to Lily, however she still rested peacefully. The man began to speak once again, "Thats... thats not all... your companion... the man who sent me... Elian... he was also included in that rumour..." This proceeded to knock Oiren more. He had not known the man for very long but had enjoyed the company of such a fine man. Trying to hold back tears and speak, a stuttered whisper came from Oirens mouth,"I.... I dont... know what to do... how could this happen.... What do I tell Lily... Oh god... no..." Now unable to stop himself, Oiren began to cry mercilessly, there was no holding it back anymore. The few people who remained in the tavern looked over to see what was happening but did not want to intrude or cause more problems. The barmaid approached the two of them and proceeded to place her arm around Oiren, trying to comfort him. However this was to no avail, nothing could stop the sadness. What made this worse for Oiren, as Lily slept softly on the table, was how he was going to tell Lily.

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Roleplay from Oiren

Bad News Part 2 Oiren once again sat on the same table within the same tavern, however a mournful air hung over his head. His face expressionless and empty, his tired bloodshot eyes barely able to concentrate on anything let alone what he is about to tell Lily who returned to the table with a couple of drinks and some food. She passed some over to Oiren however she could not get much of a reaction from him, instead he simply staired ahead into the empty space before sinking into his arms once again. However, he woke up this day with the resolve to tell Lily, she needed to know even if it is a harsh truth. "Whats wrong Oiren? You not feeling hungry?" she looked at him with concern, reaching out her hand to gently take ahold of his. "I.... I need to tell you something... I fear that my words may not be great nor will what I am about to tell you." Oiren brushed away some tears that began to form below his eyes. "A few days ago, only a couple of days after you returned back to me, I received some.... some grave news." Oiren tried to hold himself strong for the sake of Lily, however he was struggling. Lily now concerned even more stared deeply at Oiren. "Whats happened? What.... what do you need to tell me?" "A couple of days ago, I recieved word of a rumour.... a rumour..." The words struggled to form within Oirens mouth, his mind went blank and he began to sob once again. Lily move to Oirens side, her face now showing signs of deep concern, tears began to form in her eyes as she began to piece together what little she could get from Oiren. She wrapped her arm around Oiren still gripping his hand, this time tighter. Oiren wiped away the tears and began to speak again. "Lyra..... she..... was executed..." This was the final straw, Oiren broke down. He could not hold back his emotions, his attempts to stay strong for Lily's sake had fallen through. Instead he simply wrapped his arms around her, crying into her arms. No words came from Lily, only the sound of muffled crying could be heard coming from her. By this point, the bar patrons had noticed this. Out of respect this stopped their conversation and bowed their heads. Oiren gripped her tightly, knowing that nothing he could say or do could help, only being able to reassure her that she is not alone in her grief. For them, time stood still. No one within the tavern wished to break the silence nor could they break through the still air that now permeated the tavern. Oiren attempted for form some words, trying to break through his tears. "I... I think we should move on. I do not know where we should go but.... I do not... do not wish to remain here anymore." Lily simple nodded into Oirens shoulder, a girl her age should not experience such grief. She tried to speak but only a single world could get out of her mouth. "....Perleone... Zolan..." Oiren took note of this, a name he recognised but is unsure why she made a mention of such a person, however he did not ask. Simply acknowledging he gripped her tighter and continued to mourn the loss of his dear friend.

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