✺ c o r d e l i a ✺ s t . d e n i s ✺
✺ Hardly illuminating more than a few feet around them within the blizzard that spanned across the settlements of Mt. Hakobe, the earth dragon slayer would shiver as she would hold a thick bundle of white fur around her body, slowly advancing up the mountain alongside her traveling carriage; she was lit up by a single candlelit lantern that hung from the side of her traveling cart, which appeared to be made of dark wood and stones. Carried by magical tumbling rocks on the wheels, it was surprising to sight the golden girl not zooming quickly across the earth upon formations of stone and rock, but the blizzard was simply too strong to spindrift through- luckily the carriage was capable of staying grounded, but it was difficult to secure her product on the surfaces of the exterior without being secured by thicker bundles of stones. Advancing up the range while the sun was setting, it appeared as a beautiful pink-purple due to the thickness of the snowstorm but was difficult to see. But there was something different about what one would notice surrounded the harsh winds of the snowstorm and the slight brightness that would come from Cordelia; on the sides of the traveling cart would appear to be two giant speakers, which appeared to be hooked up to a small cassette player powered by tiny lacrima batteries. ✺
✺ Blasting an infinite loop of the space jam on the speakers at full blast, it would appear to echo through the violent snow-bursts of wind- this was the goal of the alcohol seller, as she was attempting to find new clients. After all, Mt. Hakobe is where a lot of the people she plays against in card games are from; it was a place where some shady people resided, which were perfect customers for buying stolen bottles of expensive goods. When she would not be pushing against the strong winds the earth slayer would dance around back and forth while walking, loudly singing along to the song. As for her companion, Fluffy, he would appear to tremble on the side of the cart as it would move alongside its sovereign of dirt. It was really, really cold, but a lovely violet bottle of tequila was keeping the strawberry-blonde's body warm under her light layers- waiting for one to seek her out to make a purchase, she would continue to loudly (and terribly) yell the lyrics of space jam as she would dance around the traveling cart, her golden optics shaking around in a drunken rage of intense dance. ✺
✺ Because of the dark clouds and thick, white winds that spanned across the horizon in the blizzard, it was not apparent to either of the rock shooters that a giant castle began to cast a shadow upon them, being that of the dark mage guild of Errings Rising. It would not be surprising if the lower parts of the castle would be able to bear witness to the track on loop. But perhaps more customers could become from this grand palace, which lurked in the background of the thick, white clouds. "It's so fuckin' cold, Fluffy~!", Cordelia would drunkenly shout as she would unknowingly tremble closer and closer to the guild, "I don't think any Rune Knights would be out here either! Unless they are dead~! Ha! ♡". ✺
✺ If one would look upon the golden girl, she would appear to suit a beautiful silky violet cardigan and a white and brown dress while she danced and sung- this would compliment the gold and brown boots and the white fur that she was buried within, holding her bottle within her bundles. A thickly tinted pair of circular glasses would sit among her nose, along with a matching top hat; she would look like she had just come from the bar but would be drenched in snow, especially in her hair. ✺
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✺ tag(s): @cordelia ✺
✺ tag(s): @cordelia ✺
