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sheogorath
[b]and i say to myself, what a wonderful world The air was bitter, cold, frigid, the wind cruel and lashing. Sheogorath trudged through the snow, frost clinging to his thick jacket and ski pants, his carved wooden cane pressing into the powdered ice to assist him in moving forward. The Badlander went over the plan he and J had formulated one last time, and he exhaled a heavy breath, the carbon turning to mist upon the wintry breeze.
[b]"Hello out there!" Sheogorath's booming voice rang out, summoning forth someone, anyone that could hear him, a jolt of desperation spreading from his stinging, numb fingers and toes to remind him that he was in bad condition. Sheogorath could really use a warm fire in that moment, and some shelter from the brewing storm that battered his slender, athletic figure. "Can anyone hear me?" The Badlander shouted over the howling wind, his features struck by dancing snowflakes that burned when they melted against his exposed face. Shivering, Sheogorath took note of lights in the distance, and knew he was getting close. Just a little bit farther, he told himself.
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and i see fire, blood in the breeze
[sup]AND I HOPE THAT YOU'LL REMEMBER ME
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hayley wasn't exactly some small, fair complexioned woman. she was tall, six feet, with dark tresses and an olive complexion. a bit scrawny, sure, but she was a woman that stood out in a crowd, if not for standing above most people than for a personality that stood out. the very air around her was demanding and present, drawing eyes naturally, and not always in the best of ways. she could be interpreted as a strong woman, someone who wouldn't be walked over; or, aggressive and controlling. she tried to be the former, but frankly, judgement was something made by the individual, and you couldn't easily change it.
still, clad in the white coat, she certainly could blend into the dangerous snow, and it wasn't until she'd gotten rather close that the man would likely see her easily. she'd been out for only a walk, she hadn't brought her shotgun, and in that moment she wasn't entirely sure if she should regret that decision.
"i can." she responded, loosening the ties the held the hood of her coat close to her face to present the angular visage she possessed. "i'm hayley," she said by way of introduction, unsure if this was a joiner, "can i help you?"
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sheogorath
[b]and i say to myself, what a wonderful world Sheogorath almost didn't see her, the way she blended so easily with the brewing snow storm. The man drifted closer, sensing safety as her words filtered into his ears.
[b]"I'm Sheogorath. From The Badlands." The red haired figure explained, his breath like mist snatched by the wind. "I'm here to invite ya to a party, but surely the specifics can wait until we get out of this storm?" He practically had to shout over the wintry gales that stole his voice away.
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and i see fire, blood in the breeze
[sup]AND I HOPE THAT YOU'LL REMEMBER ME
"Why sure! Come this way." She understood how tough the weatjer could be to deal with, luckily she came prepared in a turtleneck and a puffy coat. "Do you have a name?"
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hayley's eyes lingered on the man as his spoke, and when shiloh approached, all bubbles and sunshine, she offered the young woman a tight smile, but stretched an arm out, attempting to rest it on the woman's shoulder to stop her before glancing back to the man.
❝you'll have to excuse my manners, sheogorath,❞ she said, and though her features were pleasant and her tone loud in the whipping winds, there was a wariness in her voice that reflected to her eyes, ❝but flintlock and the badlands have a bad history. and i'm well aware that you have a worse history with our home. you have to understand why i'd be cautious to invite you in for a cup of tea. i'd love for our groups to turn over a new leaf, but we have people in there who might be quick draws at the sight of you, and for everyone's sake, speaking out here might be best.❞
hands removed from her pockets, and in each hand was a small cloth bag sewn shut; she extended them to the man with a gentle smile. ❝hand warmers, for the cold. call it a peace offering.❞
[spoiler=「 high water and a devils daughter 」  12.09.2018]
NAME hayley chase.
 hayley, hay.
 no middle name.
AGE twenty-three.
 born 04.01.2015.
 ages real time.
 pregnancy progresses double time.
ALLEGIANCE member of flintlock lodge
 formerly a loner.
GENDER female.
 cisgender.
 female pronouns.
FACELCLAIM phoebe tonkin.
 voice claim.
 six feet tall, hayley possesses a naturally scrawny figure from childhood malnourishment and even as an adult, she rarely gets proper nutrition. she has a mane of brunette hair with natural caramel highlights among the waves, falling halfway down her back, though her hair is typically put into a ponytail or a bun when outdoors, while left down while inside. her skin is a warm, olive tone, and her eyes are an almond shaped hazel. she has pretty, angular features and a charming smile when she chooses to show it.
 eighteen weeks pregnant reference.
HEALTH 95%.
 slightly fatigued and overall stressed about her pregnancy, but otherwise healthy.
please note that the way hayley acts depends on who you are, and different people will receive different traits from her.
POSITIVE TRAITS adaptable, bright, broad-minded, capable, careful, caring, charming, clever, considerate, courteous, decisive, dependable, determined, diligent, disciplined, dynamic, efficient, fair, flexible, focused, generous, hard-working, helpful, honest, independent, innovative, intuitive, liberal, organized, perceptive, persistent, persuasive, practical, protective, rational, reliable, resourceful, responsible, versatile, well-read.
NEGATIVE TRAITS abrasive, aggressive, blunt, callous, calculating, caustic, cold, coarse, compulsive, cunning, detached, fixed, harsh, hostile, impatient, intolerant, judgmental, opinionated, over critical, prejudiced, stubborn, tense, vindictive, withdrawn.
STATUS single.
 bisexual, no preference.
 unnamed man, father of her child.
 no interests.
 not particularly looking.
LOCAL RELATIVES her unborn child.
 parents unknown.
 siblings unknown.
 pregnant with her first child.
BATTLE TAGS tag when interacting, bold #814638 interaction/attack.
 8/10 physically.
 8/10 mentally.
 typically carries a shotgun.
 peaceful powerplay allowed, may not always be well received.
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[b]and i say to myself, what a wonderful world Sheogorath's piercing gaze shifted to Shiloh for a moment, before returning to Hayley. Her words amused him to no end, though it was a mixture that melded with agitation in response to the rejection that would force him to remain in the bitter cold.
[b]"Ah, good, I'll just freeze then. It isn't as if I've been walkin' in this storm fer hours." He made his voice sound cheery, but there was an edge of annoyance that was nearly detectable, the slightest hint of sarcasm. The rest of her response was what had drawn out his amusement. "Does Flintlock tell stories about me?" He inquired, a pleased smirk crossing his facial features. After all the things he had done to Flintlock, he suspected they'd have warning posters up about what to do upon sighting him. Heh. The thought was humorous.
The hand warmers were accepted, and he promptly placed them over his hands before slipping his gloves back on, but they would hardly matter to the rest of his body.
"Anyways, the party is just that, a party. And I'm here to extend an invitation to ya. It's Christmas, after all. Or at least, it nearly is. The idea is simple, bring some food and we'll have a bit of a feast. Nothin' much else. I figure the lot of ya would appreciate a bit of a peace offerin' of our own. Charlie and Parks are gone. The Badlands has no leader to tell us to mess with ya. So, until we find management, Flintlock and the Badlands might as well be at peace." He reasoned with a friendly voice, his smile encouraging and gentle.
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and i see fire, blood in the breeze
[sup]AND I HOPE THAT YOU'LL REMEMBER ME
//sorry sorry!!
"Sure! I think we'd love to come! I think." She snuck a hesitant look in Hayley's direction.
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something about the man rubbed hayley the wrong way. she had an entirely reasonable reason for keeping him outside, and yet he acted like she was being rude. perhaps the hormones were making her defensive, or perhaps it was something about the man himself; either way, hayley fought the urge to get nasty, and instead kept her features and tone polite. diplomatic.
glancing at shiloh, her features tilted into a smile slightly, surprised the young woman was seeking approval from her. she wasn't a leader, but she assumed that, having been here longer, the girl assumed she'd have a better gauge for the members. truth be told, hayley really didn't. ❝likewise, flintlock is without leadership,❞ hayley agreed with a polite dip of her head, but smiled a little more, ❝so i can't really accept or decline. i'll pass the information on to everyone, and they can each decide to go or not on their own accord. i can promise i'll at least be attending.❞ she told him, and truth be told, she figured plenty of people would be interested in a party for the holidays. speaking of christmas...
❝unless there's anything else you need,❞ she says, chewing the inside of her bottom lip, hating to be the bad guy but being far more willing to protect her home, ❝would you like a cup of tea for the road or anything? i'm sure shiloh wouldn't mind getting you some.❞
[spoiler=「 high water and a devils daughter 」  12.09.2018]
NAME hayley chase.
 hayley, hay.
 no middle name.
AGE twenty-three.
 born 04.01.2015.
 ages real time.
 pregnancy progresses double time.
ALLEGIANCE member of flintlock lodge
 formerly a loner.
GENDER female.
 cisgender.
 female pronouns.
FACELCLAIM phoebe tonkin.
 voice claim.
 six feet tall, hayley possesses a naturally scrawny figure from childhood malnourishment and even as an adult, she rarely gets proper nutrition. she has a mane of brunette hair with natural caramel highlights among the waves, falling halfway down her back, though her hair is typically put into a ponytail or a bun when outdoors, while left down while inside. her skin is a warm, olive tone, and her eyes are an almond shaped hazel. she has pretty, angular features and a charming smile when she chooses to show it.
 eighteen weeks pregnant reference.
HEALTH 95%.
 slightly fatigued and overall stressed about her pregnancy, but otherwise healthy.
please note that the way hayley acts depends on who you are, and different people will receive different traits from her.
POSITIVE TRAITS adaptable, bright, broad-minded, capable, careful, caring, charming, clever, considerate, courteous, decisive, dependable, determined, diligent, disciplined, dynamic, efficient, fair, flexible, focused, generous, hard-working, helpful, honest, independent, innovative, intuitive, liberal, organized, perceptive, persistent, persuasive, practical, protective, rational, reliable, resourceful, responsible, versatile, well-read.
NEGATIVE TRAITS abrasive, aggressive, blunt, callous, calculating, caustic, cold, coarse, compulsive, cunning, detached, fixed, harsh, hostile, impatient, intolerant, judgmental, opinionated, over critical, prejudiced, stubborn, tense, vindictive, withdrawn.
STATUS single.
 bisexual, no preference.
 unnamed man, father of her child.
 no interests.
 not particularly looking.
LOCAL RELATIVES her unborn child.
 parents unknown.
 siblings unknown.
 pregnant with her first child.
BATTLE TAGS tag when interacting, bold #814638 interaction/attack.
 8/10 physically.
 8/10 mentally.
 typically carries a shotgun.
 peaceful powerplay allowed, may not always be well received.
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She nodded vigorously and made a mental note that adking for permission from leadership wasnt' needed, at least not at the moment. "I will get you whatever I can find. Do you have a preference on coffee, tea, or cocoa? We probably have harder things as well."
“ THE MOST TENDER PLACE IN MY HEART â€Â
evan  she,her  flintlock lodge   [url=http://]tags this man was arrogant. just like most men. just like most men, he probably thought he wasn't like most men. and like most men, yet again, he was wrong. men were all the same. you couldn't trust them right off the bat. sure, her closest friend with wolfsbane, but she hadn't trusted him immediately either. and so she came up behind hayley and shiloh, invisibly tense, a small frown on her face. usually she would say something, but she didn't feel right.
and then he started his spiel. "you came here if your own volition. you chose to freeze." she said bluntly. she didn't feel sorry for him. he thought he owned the place, she could tell. "but no. none of us have ever heard of a 'sheogorath', sorry." she wasn't. but were they supposed to know some weird man who showed up in the snow, invading their territory, inviting them to a party? "if that's all, i'll escort you to the border." she sighed, she didn't trust him not to leave, and even if she tried to reject her 'offer', she would go with him.
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