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[EMERY]

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]emery had nearly jumped out of her skin when someone had cleared their throat behind her and began to speak, almost throwing her ipod into the air. "holy shit-" she quickly put her ipod in her pocket too before she actually did throw it and get in lost in the snow somewhere, turning around to look at the stranger in the process. "sorry about that, i'm kind of jumpy." she let a small and awkward laugh, before tucking some hair behind her ear and out of her face.

"oh, and i'm also sorry if i'm trespassing. i'm not exactly looking for something.... specifically? i've never really been up in the mountains and i like to draw so i decided i'd take a look around up here." emery was quick to finally cut herself, scolding herself for rambling. her parents had always gotten so pissed off at how much she could talk, always scolding her after awhile. sometimes she just had to calibrate how much talking was needed in certain situations.

"my name is emery, by the way." she offered the two a smile.  "do you guys live around here?" she was assuming they did, unless there was just a bunch of people wandering aimlessly around a mountain looking for beautiful scenery to draw like she was.

[EDMUND.]

    Eddie didn't exactly intend on frightening the woman but her flinching had him flinch ever-so-slightly. Just in case she would attack. Call him paranoid, but he was starting to have doubts against every newcomer who found themselves up in the peaks of the mountain. He blinked impassively as the woman turned around, releasing an awkward laugh. Perhaps he ought to be soft on her; she seemed more embarrassed than hostile. She apologized for allegedly trespassing, and then mentioned her passion for drawing. Eventually Ed shrugged, flitting his gaze away.

❝ No, it's fine. ❞ He dismissed swiftly before glancing back towards her. ❝ You're not trespassing. There are some... good views from up here. ❞ If there was any way he could justify her attempt to climb the snowy mountains, then that'd be the best he had. There was a lot... white around, and a lack of color, so hopefully her drawings were merely black and white.

❝ I'm Eddie. This is... Miles. ❞ Ed gestured when he spotted Miles stood nearby. ❝ There's a lodge not far away. We live up there. ❞ He paused momentarily before deciding to add, ❝ You're probably best off staying there if you're planning on drawing, or whatever. The nights up here are pretty deadly. ❞ Well, at least he was being honest.

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 12/14]basics.
⋟ edmund theodore stirling-moray // ed, eddie, moray
⋟ goes by the name edmund moray
⋟ male // he/him
⋟ twenty four // ages real time // born seventh august
⋟ skipper of flintlock lodge // formerly a traveler with his family
⋟ mob boss of the stirling crime family
⋟ joined FL two years ago

appearance.
⋟ faceclaim - finn cole
⋟ voice claim - finn cole
⋟ 5'9ft // stocky, well-built frame
⋟ muted blue eyes and dirty blonde hair
⋟ physical health - 100% // current injuries: none
⋟ mental health - 70% // depression and deluded thoughts

personality.
⋟ quiet in nature but confident in himself
⋟ completely fearless, almost foolishly so
⋟ insensitive and callous // cares for very few
⋟ very calm and calculative // always planning in his head
⋟ disciplined and practices good self-control
⋟ very flirtatious and persuasive // overly lustful
⋟ aloof and untrustworthy // jealous and deceitful
⋟ tactful and knows how to get what he wants
⋟ can be very nasty when he wants to be
⋟ but can also be very protective and faithful too
⋟ has a strong set of morals // has the quality of honor

relationships.
⋟ alfred stirling x leonora moray // both deceased
⋟ three older brothers // alfonso, thomas & franklin
⋟ the fifth stirling-moray brother, dominik, was killed
⋟ two younger half-siblings // henry & ida
⋟ bisexual but he stays silent about homosexual activity
⋟ husband to blake moray // cheating on her with multiple people
⋟ father of thomas moray and charlotte moray

interaction.
⋟ storage // playlist // pinterest
⋟ physically: very hard // mentally: hard
⋟ father taught him how to kill at a young age
⋟ insensitive towards injuring or killing others // will do so without hesitation
⋟ mentally, he is slowly becoming undone from stress, grief and guilt
⋟ often found guarding the lodge with a rifle
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[EMERY]

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]unlike most people who would have laughed at the idea of climbing the mountain during the winter, she was more than ready to deal with it. she had spent most of her life in the same town, she wanted to experience new places. she didn't see the mountain as a cold and snowy graveyard, she saw it as a place full of possible new opportunities and it seemed as if her view on that was starting to turn out true after all. she was seeing new places and had already met people who had decided to make this mountain their home, things were seeming to turn out fine. emery had always tried looking for the best in situations and right now was no different.

"well, it's nice to meet you, eddie and miles." her eyes looked around at all of the covered trees once more, a small smile on her face as she listened to him mention the lodge and that she would be better off staying there. "that would be lovely, i would appreciate it very much." this time she offered the smile to them again, looking back away from the trees and towards the two men. "thank you for the hospitality." she was just thankful in general that she had found people like this and not people who would've probably shot her at first glance.

things were turning out just fine.

[EMERY]

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]emery was assuming today was one of the nicer days the mountain has seen, it was still cold out enough for chills to be sent down her spine through her two coats whenever there would be a breeze, but it wasn't snowing and that was good enough for her. she grew up in a warmer area and even though she had left years ago and saw snow multiple times now, she still always intrigued when she got to it, like a little kid seeing snow for the first time.

she hummed lightly along to the song playing through her headphones as she walked. it probably would have been smarter for her to have a least one of the earbuds out of of her ears so she could listen and be alert, but in the end she didn't like that as much as having the music surround her, letting her sinking into her own little world.

green eyes looking around at the snow covered treetops, the corners of her lips turned upwards slightly as she took it all in. she was just planning on passing through, but all of the gorgeous scenery made her reconsider, debating the possibility of finding somewhere to stay so she could stay a few extra days to sketch it. emery began to focus onto the ground now, her pace slowing down as she noticed all of the footprints in the snow. she stopped completely, pausing the song on her ipod as she took out her headphones and put them in her pocket.

she scanned her surroundings, trying to see if she spotted anyone in the distance. she stood still and decided she would wait for a little bit, just in case the people she came across weren't very friendly.

[EDMUND.]

    Emery was right in assuming that today had been one of the nicer days. Edmund hoped that it'd remain this hospitable over the Christmas period because there was nothing worse than those biting flurries of snowfall. He'd actually grown up on the coast, where his family's criminal empire held the docks with an iron fist. All imports and exports carefully monitored by them. All illegitimate imports and exports controlled by them. The coastline boasted a balmy climate, the comforting sensation of sun rays burning at Ed's skin.

Nowadays, little skin was on show when the weather was so frightful. He'd been patrolling the area on his own, goosebumps tickling his skin as a shudder was sent through his body. There may have been no snow today, but the wind chill was still merciless. The good thing about being on the mountaintop was the muted stillness that came with fresh snowfall. The silence of snowfall; it made it that much easier to hear footsteps trudging passed.

Eyes shifted around and, from where he stood in the treeline of a small grove of trees, he peered out to see a woman passing by, headphones in and lost in this winter landscape. He blinked. She seemed harmless enough, but he could never be too certain. And so, he began to wander over to where she eventually stopped and looked around, clearing his throat to alert her of his presence from behind before piping up, ❝ Are you looking for something? ❞ Nobody would climb a mountain for no good reason, after all. Right?

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 12/14]basics.
⋟ edmund theodore stirling-moray // ed, eddie, moray
⋟ goes by the name edmund moray
⋟ male // he/him
⋟ twenty four // ages real time // born seventh august
⋟ skipper of flintlock lodge // formerly a traveler with his family
⋟ mob boss of the stirling crime family
⋟ joined FL two years ago

appearance.
⋟ faceclaim - finn cole
⋟ voice claim - finn cole
⋟ 5'9ft // stocky, well-built frame
⋟ muted blue eyes and dirty blonde hair
⋟ physical health - 100% // current injuries: none
⋟ mental health - 70% // depression and deluded thoughts

personality.
⋟ quiet in nature but confident in himself
⋟ completely fearless, almost foolishly so
⋟ insensitive and callous // cares for very few
⋟ very calm and calculative // always planning in his head
⋟ disciplined and practices good self-control
⋟ very flirtatious and persuasive // overly lustful
⋟ aloof and untrustworthy // jealous and deceitful
⋟ tactful and knows how to get what he wants
⋟ can be very nasty when he wants to be
⋟ but can also be very protective and faithful too
⋟ has a strong set of morals // has the quality of honor

relationships.
⋟ alfred stirling x leonora moray // both deceased
⋟ three older brothers // alfonso, thomas & franklin
⋟ the fifth stirling-moray brother, dominik, was killed
⋟ two younger half-siblings // henry & ida
⋟ bisexual but he stays silent about homosexual activity
⋟ husband to blake moray // cheating on her with multiple people
⋟ father of thomas moray and charlotte moray

interaction.
⋟ storage // playlist // pinterest
⋟ physically: very hard // mentally: hard
⋟ father taught him how to kill at a young age
⋟ insensitive towards injuring or killing others // will do so without hesitation
⋟ mentally, he is slowly becoming undone from stress, grief and guilt
⋟ often found guarding the lodge with a rifle
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tw mentions of alcohol, smoking, death, and violence

Miles had been trekking along, while it might not be the safest thing to do, patrolling solo, he seemed to have learned nothing from his past... terrors, and so, was hiking through the snow, Cassie, exuberant as always, bounding in his footsteps. Cassie was a very happy dog when in the snow, and in general. Miles couldn't begrudge her this, however, as she'd been through as much as he had... and she deserved happiness.

All dogs did.

Miles frowned slightly as his eyes caught the figures of two people, and upon getting closer, he discovered one of them to be Edmund, the other, a young woman who he did not recognize. Quietly, he stood to the side, hands dug deep into his coat pockets. There wasn't much for him to say, or anything really, and so he remained silent.

He pursed his lips together, and studied the woman, she seemed... interesting, he supposed she had a story, and honestly, he was curious to know what it was... if only for curiosity sake. Miles wasn't the greatest talkers, he supposed he wasn't that good at anything really, and so he just stood there awkwardly... not that there really was something to say, Edmund had already said what needed said.