➴ 𝕽𝖆𝖒𝖘𝖊𝖘 𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖊𝖑 𝕻𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖔𝖙𝖙 ➶
[male][human][citizen]
A low caw seemed to stir Ramses in the midst of his sleep, he ultimately snuggling into the blankets a bit more, within the humble little tent he had set up. Another little caw and a poke of something hard to his nose would have the man opening his eyes, only to see a little dark figure with two bright blue eyes. "Ugh... Onyx, leave me alone." He'd groan, soon just gently pushing the raven away, although to no prevail. Stubborn as the bird was, it continued to hop about, cawing and cooing as it tried to wake it's master up. He was an annoying little bugger when he wanted to be. Eventually, Ramses rose up out of his blankets, reaching up to rub at his eyes before flashing a look upon the bird. "You're a real pain sometimes, you know? All you want is food." And that word in particular perked, both, the raven and the much larger eagle close by.
The young man just shook his head before rising up, out of his multitude of home-stitched blankets before beginning to fold things up. He was a traveler at the moment, looking for work, and he had been wandering the kingdom of Fordaemdur for almost a week now, course he had stopped by occasionally before, too. It was much too far away from his uncle and aunt's go back and forth on a regular basis, so when the weather was fair, he was able to bring tenting supplies with him. Granted it wasn't the most glamorous of settlements, but it kept him and the majority of his companions dry... save for Ginger, the poor mare.
While he would have much rather had stayed the night at an inn, he had to save what money he could for his family. It was hard to cope sometimes, and anything saved was better than nothing at all.
Ramses quickly wrapped up his dwelling and placed the materials upon his horse's worn out saddle and patted her flank once he had finished, offering her a small carrot shortly after. He also gave his birds some of a leftover rabbit he had caught for them the night before. If they needed food, Esther could definitely hunt for herself. Onyx, for the most part, was an opportunistic scavenger, so he usually just ate whatever she brought home.
He'd be up on his horse in no time at all, brushing himself off before glancing to the birds that now perched on his leather-clad shoulders, he soon nodding to them fore beginning to turn his horse toward the closest entry of the city, which wasn't very far, being that he camped close to the wall for the night. With a gentle nudge, Ginger would begin walking toward the nearest entrance, hooves clopping upon the well-traveled roads as she went.
[Mentions: None][Tags: None][Location:Just outside of the Fordaemdur walls > Entrance point of the city]
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❀ 𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓱 𝓚𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓭𝔂 𝓞'𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝔂 ❀
[female][human][domestic servant]
Moriah had always been an early bird and she enjoyed getting up before the sun rose just to watch it rise into the sky. The oranges and pinks that painted the sky was almost like a warm and happy greeting the sun gave every morning. It was relaxing, especially with a spot of tea. Though, as unfortunate as it is, sunrises didn't last for very long, and work was right around the corner.
She sat and stared out the window for what time she had before breathing out a sigh, soon wandering over to her dresser and pulling out her work dress. She changed into it quickly and scarfed down the small piece of buttered bread she had as she wandered out her door. The maids quarters were in the basement of the castle, which was convenient for them since they had to around... although it wasn't the warmest downstairs, but she wouldn't be caught complaining about it. She had shelter and food and work. That's all she really needed.
She scurried up the narrow flights of stairs until she reached the main quarters of the castle, ultimately opting to begin her day with her usual routine, which was to first go to the bedrooms of the castle, make beds and clean up after the occupants.
The rest of her to-do list was mostly going into the lightly used rooms and cleaning up there, making sure things were dusted and everything was in its place. Then she'd proceed to clean the halls and passageways with a few other maids, since those were large jobs, unless she was put on wash duty. In that case, she'd be washing clothes and, afterwards, anything else really washable. Once all such jobs were done, she'd often try to find other work to keep herself busy, whether it be helping in the kitchen, assisting in yard work, running errands or offering an extra hand in the horse stalls. She liked to remain busy until well after dusk, if she could... at least then no one could tell her she wasn't working very hard. Part of her was afraid of just that... not working enough. She had lost much work in the past because of such claims, so she had made it her top priority to stay busy while she was here. Maybe then she could actually hang on to this job, though she had already held onto it for quite some time as it was, something she was quite content about.
Although part of her also hoped she had time later today to meet up with Avalon, too. It had been a little bit since Moriah had seen her friend. She was sure it was because of the king's death, since Moriah had had to be rather busy around such times for the guests that had come to offer their condolences to the royal family, if not then to congratulate Ronan upon his crowning.
Nevertheless, Moriah had plenty of time to think, and proceeded to just think and ponder about things as she began about her work.
[Mentions: Avalon, Ronan][Tags: none][Location: Maid's quarters > various bedrooms]
[male][human][citizen]
A low caw seemed to stir Ramses in the midst of his sleep, he ultimately snuggling into the blankets a bit more, within the humble little tent he had set up. Another little caw and a poke of something hard to his nose would have the man opening his eyes, only to see a little dark figure with two bright blue eyes. "Ugh... Onyx, leave me alone." He'd groan, soon just gently pushing the raven away, although to no prevail. Stubborn as the bird was, it continued to hop about, cawing and cooing as it tried to wake it's master up. He was an annoying little bugger when he wanted to be. Eventually, Ramses rose up out of his blankets, reaching up to rub at his eyes before flashing a look upon the bird. "You're a real pain sometimes, you know? All you want is food." And that word in particular perked, both, the raven and the much larger eagle close by.
The young man just shook his head before rising up, out of his multitude of home-stitched blankets before beginning to fold things up. He was a traveler at the moment, looking for work, and he had been wandering the kingdom of Fordaemdur for almost a week now, course he had stopped by occasionally before, too. It was much too far away from his uncle and aunt's go back and forth on a regular basis, so when the weather was fair, he was able to bring tenting supplies with him. Granted it wasn't the most glamorous of settlements, but it kept him and the majority of his companions dry... save for Ginger, the poor mare.
While he would have much rather had stayed the night at an inn, he had to save what money he could for his family. It was hard to cope sometimes, and anything saved was better than nothing at all.
Ramses quickly wrapped up his dwelling and placed the materials upon his horse's worn out saddle and patted her flank once he had finished, offering her a small carrot shortly after. He also gave his birds some of a leftover rabbit he had caught for them the night before. If they needed food, Esther could definitely hunt for herself. Onyx, for the most part, was an opportunistic scavenger, so he usually just ate whatever she brought home.
He'd be up on his horse in no time at all, brushing himself off before glancing to the birds that now perched on his leather-clad shoulders, he soon nodding to them fore beginning to turn his horse toward the closest entry of the city, which wasn't very far, being that he camped close to the wall for the night. With a gentle nudge, Ginger would begin walking toward the nearest entrance, hooves clopping upon the well-traveled roads as she went.
[Mentions: None][Tags: None][Location:Just outside of the Fordaemdur walls > Entrance point of the city]
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❀ 𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓱 𝓚𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓭𝔂 𝓞'𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝔂 ❀
[female][human][domestic servant]
Moriah had always been an early bird and she enjoyed getting up before the sun rose just to watch it rise into the sky. The oranges and pinks that painted the sky was almost like a warm and happy greeting the sun gave every morning. It was relaxing, especially with a spot of tea. Though, as unfortunate as it is, sunrises didn't last for very long, and work was right around the corner.
She sat and stared out the window for what time she had before breathing out a sigh, soon wandering over to her dresser and pulling out her work dress. She changed into it quickly and scarfed down the small piece of buttered bread she had as she wandered out her door. The maids quarters were in the basement of the castle, which was convenient for them since they had to around... although it wasn't the warmest downstairs, but she wouldn't be caught complaining about it. She had shelter and food and work. That's all she really needed.
She scurried up the narrow flights of stairs until she reached the main quarters of the castle, ultimately opting to begin her day with her usual routine, which was to first go to the bedrooms of the castle, make beds and clean up after the occupants.
The rest of her to-do list was mostly going into the lightly used rooms and cleaning up there, making sure things were dusted and everything was in its place. Then she'd proceed to clean the halls and passageways with a few other maids, since those were large jobs, unless she was put on wash duty. In that case, she'd be washing clothes and, afterwards, anything else really washable. Once all such jobs were done, she'd often try to find other work to keep herself busy, whether it be helping in the kitchen, assisting in yard work, running errands or offering an extra hand in the horse stalls. She liked to remain busy until well after dusk, if she could... at least then no one could tell her she wasn't working very hard. Part of her was afraid of just that... not working enough. She had lost much work in the past because of such claims, so she had made it her top priority to stay busy while she was here. Maybe then she could actually hang on to this job, though she had already held onto it for quite some time as it was, something she was quite content about.
Although part of her also hoped she had time later today to meet up with Avalon, too. It had been a little bit since Moriah had seen her friend. She was sure it was because of the king's death, since Moriah had had to be rather busy around such times for the guests that had come to offer their condolences to the royal family, if not then to congratulate Ronan upon his crowning.
Nevertheless, Moriah had plenty of time to think, and proceeded to just think and ponder about things as she began about her work.
[Mentions: Avalon, Ronan][Tags: none][Location: Maid's quarters > various bedrooms]
