543/1000 WORDS
Trinity
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
HP: 000/000
MP: 000/000
Active Spells: Spell 1 (duration), Spell 2 (x/x posts), Spell 3 (x/x posts)
Cooldown: Spell 1 (x/x posts), Spell 2 (x/x posts), Spell 3 (x/x posts)
Passives/Buffs: Passive 1, Buff 1, Buff 2 (only for those that currently apply)
Items Used: Item 1, Item 2
Monsters Killed: x/x
MP: 000/000
Active Spells: Spell 1 (duration), Spell 2 (x/x posts), Spell 3 (x/x posts)
Cooldown: Spell 1 (x/x posts), Spell 2 (x/x posts), Spell 3 (x/x posts)
Passives/Buffs: Passive 1, Buff 1, Buff 2 (only for those that currently apply)
Items Used: Item 1, Item 2
Monsters Killed: x/x
Life had sure gone downhill fast.
Trinity was usually pretty good at keeping herself in high spirits, not one to stay down long, but lately things had been a little bit harder. She kept finding herself coming to in more and more dangerous situations lately, and unsure as to how she’d gotten there. It was a phenomenon that had been happening for years, but no matter how many times it occured it never got any less terrifying.
Things had been nice for a while when she’d been traveling with Ehoron. He had a lot of darkness about him, but seemed to have his heart in the right place. Over the time they’d wandered around with one another he’d shown himself to be sweet and protective, playful and attentive. She could sense a sadness inside him that was always lurking, but he had appeared to be grateful for her company and that was nice. Trinity had never really had a friend before, mostly because she never stayed in one place long enough to do so -- though if the choice had been hers, she’d have lots of them. Plenty of people had always been so nice to her, but she always wound up disappearing without a word… which was exactly what had happened with Ehoron.
Was he sad, she wondered? Was he angry with her? She wouldn’t be surprised if he was. Trinity had tried looking for him, but by the time she’d woken up and been separated from him, she had no idea where she’d gone or how to get back. The young woman had searched for days, weeks, and still nothing. Things had started to look up a little when she’d met Baird and he’d noticed her power, inviting her to join him at his guild, offering her a place to finally call home. And then that guild had gone under. She never could seem to hold on to anything, and it was starting to weigh on her normally optimistic mindset -- though at least she’d managed to hang on to some of the clothes Baird had given her, so she wasn’t wearing rags anymore.
It was a rainy night at the port in Lavanitir. Trinity had not found a place to stay for the night, but she also hadn’t really tried too hard. She didn’t have any money for a hotel room, but there were plenty of bridges and docks in the city to provide shelter enough from the storm. She’d certainly slept in worse places, and comparatively speaking sand wasn’t so uncomfortable a bed to lay on. A bit cold at night, but not as hard an achy as dirt and concrete often could be. Tucked away under the dock, she had her knees tucked to her chest and her chin resting on them as she listening to the soothing sound of the ocean waves rushing back and forth to and from the shore. The rain danced on the sea, making it glitter from the bright moonlight that managed to peek through the clouds. Soon she would probably try sleeping, but for now she was just too awake. There was much on her mind, and she needed to soothe it somehow before she could think about trying to rest for the night.
Please forgive me if I don’t talk much at times. It’s loud enough in my head.
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