Age Swap: Snowhell Edition

[swatsflies]

How To:
1) Age your character up, down, or both (Provide options for either if you want)
2) Pick if they are just changed physically or both.
3) Toss up a top level with a description.
4) Oh and they are now in Norfinbury.
5) People tag in reactions or maybe they are the ones hanging with your character.

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Emmanellain

[boozegeoisie]

[Most won't recognize him immmediately, for he's far smaller than he once was. Going from 6'4 to 4'6 or so is quite the change, after all! One could assume he's maybe 9-10 years old, but considering elezen, he may very well be older. He's dressed similarly--at least noble looking clothes, though he lacks the furred coat, and his hair is still rather long. The ears, of course, are a good hint as to who he might be.

That is, if one could catch him. Presently, he's running, running from something. From what, is anyone's guess, but this little elf child has speed. If one looks from whence he came, however, they won't see much of anything to be running from. Perhaps an over active imagination? Or maybe the source of his terror has long since been lost, but he's still running.

If one can't catch him, he does eventually stop, hiding in a house, curled into a ball in the corner of a room.]

[phaseshifter]

[ HELLO FELLOW SMOL. Bitty Angel certainly isn't fast enough to keep up when the fancy kid with the ears hurtles past, but darnit she tries.

Trying involves following the footprints left in the snow and falling over a few times. Duh. By the time she reaches the house, her braids are covered in snow and she is cold and wet and tired and there's only one way to express this. ]

Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude--!

[ Aaaaaand flop. She falls (carefully) onto the floor face-first, giggles a bit, and beams at the Ball o' Elfboy in the corner. ]

I found you! You can stop hiding!

[boozegeoisie]

Shhhhh!

[It almost sounds like a hiss with its urgency. He stares at her like she committing some huge atrocity. He doesn't move from his spot even as she giggles and lays on the floor like all is well.

WHEN IT IS ANYTHING BUT.]

Being so loud--you are going to alert the dragon!

[It wasn't a dragon that he saw, but little has he left Ishgard to know of any horrors beyond the talk OF dravanians. So, clearly, any monster even if it doesn't look like a dragon, is 100% a dragon.]

[phaseshifter]

[ GEEZ. Everybody knows dragons aren't real! Angel is about to declare her scorn when she gets it. She gets it. This is a make-believe game! One that might be even better than playing at vault hunters! ]

Don't worry, I'll protect you! I'm a dragonslayer!

[ She scrambles to her feet and peers out of the nearest window. It takes a lot of effort to pretend to be scared instead of thrilled, but she just about manages. PLAYTIME IS IMPORTANT. ]

Oh no, it's coming! Stay down!

[boozegeoisie]

Really?

[He sounds hopeful for a moment, but then his face sours a bit as he stares at her with obvious scrutiny.]

You look naught like a dragoon I have ever seen...

[But then she's scrambling to the window, and he watches her with eyes like saucers—what she says next offers him no comfort at all.]

Oh gods! What are you doing—get down, get down or it'll see you!

[Now it's his turn to scramble over to her, grabbing her by the arm and tugging. He certainly seems pretty convincing in his panic, but for all she knows, he might just be really good at this pretend thing!]

[phaseshifter]

[ Yeah no sorry Emm. Angel is 100% convinced that he's just really, really good at playing pretend. Even better than her dad!

She allows herself to be dragged down and presses her back flat against the wall, head tilted as if listening for big scary dragon noises. Shhhh. ]

Do you hear anything? If you don't, that means it stopped! And - and I'll have to charge up my magic spells to defeat it!!