UN: Antivan Lover

[ombranera]

[ BEHOLD, Zevran lounging, somewhat, dressed comfortably as he's settled by the fire, wrist angled just so to make his angles all the more artful as he makes his most somber of faces into the camera. ]

I think the time has come to ask a very serious question of the Village.

[ The face drops and now, well, he is all smiles. ]

Is it just me or is place full to bursting with ridiculously sexy individuals? We have statuesque warriors, lithe scholars, voluptuous women, people in every glorious shade, size, and shape- and every last one of them incredibly attractive. I had thought to myself- 'Zevran, those in charge of this place must be turning away those with less than appealing faces' but no. Handsome men and gorgeous women all. I have tried to list out names and rate them but, alas, there are too many even for I to form an opinion.

Too many gorgeous people. Is that not a marvelous problem to have?

And so I turn to you, my fellow villagers. I ask for your aid because I simply cannot keep up with all the lovely people on my own. From a scale of "I would kiss them tomorrow" to "I would have them right now if they so wished", how would you rate the beautiful people of our Village?

In the interest of fairness- if you name a name? You must list what of them you find terribly attractive- what of them drives you to the point of distraction. I shall go first!

Kate - Such poise, such fire, such compassion to continue to feed the village every day for our luncheon meal, never asking thanks or consideration for her labors. She gives of her heart and her skills, minding the fires and tending to our lonely souls. A flame in the dark, she with glimmering eyes and so sweet a voice- and fiery temper, who wouldn't wish to spend a time by the hearth with her?

Shiro - A gallant man indeed, with a keen eye and a warm heart that seems terribly unaware of his own beauty, which is all the more a shame. He has a face that looks as though it were sculpted by artists, a broad strength to him that is beguiling- and a quiet sorrow that is enticing. Perhaps a night or two in pleasing company might lift his spirits? It is certainly worth a shot!

Anne - Now here is a woman with a taste for the finer things in life. She knows what it is that she wants and takes no prisoners in finding a way to get it. The fall of her hair, the flash of her eyes, the wicked curve of her lips? It does get the blood pumping, that is certain. She, well. She I would ask the favor of her favor and content myself with whatever I received.

Altaïr - For a man that certainly turns many a head without noticing, I must admit, I am baffled. How can one be so lovely and so utterly unaware of it? Has he not seen himself? How can anyone look upon that man and not be at least a little enchanted, if not enthralled? Those smoldering eyes, that sultry voice, the weight of wisdom; he I would have right now if he understood my flirtations.

[ OH WAIT HE ALMOST FORGOT TWO MORE ]

Elektra - Someone so fine, so fit, so lovely- with a richness to her voice and a mystery to her poise- ah, she brings to mind a Bard from Orlais, or any discerning lady of the Antivan Court. Someone with a beauty such as hers should be captured by painters, lauded by poets, she ought to turn the eye of a great many in the village. Were she free and of a mind? I'd lose days to her company.

Steven - Never before have I seen so quietly carved an adonis- with piercing eyes and skin so fair it does make one wonder how deeply he might blush- shoulders so broad and a waist so trim? I would climb him like a tree to rid him of this cloud of sorrow that clings to his shoulders. Perhaps he needs the right distraction, yes? And I am ever so good at being distracting.

Comments

[ombranera]

If you think fishguts will prevent my admiration, Mia Dama, you are mistaken. Or is this a request to be rhapsodized in person?

[womanofvalue]

I don't want any rhapsodizing, I'd much rather you put some of that focus towards useful things and poetry about beauty may be pretty, but won't feed us during the winter.

[ And here she had hoped fishguts and cold water might do the trick. ]

[ombranera]

And were I to tell you that I was drying out herbs foraged from the woods for use in the kitchen whilst I wax poetic over the beauty in this village, would you believe me?

[womanofvalue]

So, you've put herbs out in the sunlight?

I'll believe you, but still think if you have enough time to talk about peoples' bosoms, you can come help gut fish in the meantime. I'll let you talk about anyone you like.

[ Well, mostly. There are a few exceptions she might not take well to hearing. ]

[ombranera]

Hung by the fire, bundled according to type and use, I fear I cannot leave them unattended for some are quite poisonous should they be smoked or consumed. Fear not, I am working diligently with a mortar and pestle all the while for poultices for the village.

[womanofvalue]

Competency is far sexier than any physical attribute. You should laud those things far more than eyes and bosoms.

[ombranera]

Competency is difficult to spot at a glance, That is something learned through continued association.

[womanofvalue]

Yes, and that's why I like to find my appreciation in competency. It allows you to get to know someone quite thoroughly and appreciate them for something that isn't purely on the surface, which could change at any time.

[ombranera]

You do realize joining you whilst gutting fish will only have me admiring your skill with a blade, yes?

[womanofvalue]

I would much rather have you admire me for being capable than beautiful.

[ombranera]

Why not both? You are fit, which shows a greater consideration and care for your health, you are skilled and confident, demanding in your bearing, confident of the space you hold. Were it not for the fact I know you aren't of my world, I'd imagine you some manner of warrior knight, a leader of her people.

[womanofvalue]

Well, I'm afraid you're mistaken. I work with an agency, investigating crimes. No warrior knighthoods for me, not since I grew out of my imagination.

[ombranera]

We've no such thing in truth- though now that I think of it, you do have the bearing of a Seeker, which is similar, I suppose?

[womanofvalue]

What would a Seeker be?

[ No denying it, not until she finds out more. ]

[ombranera]

One that investigates crimes against the Chantry, abuses of Templars against the Mages in their care, things of that nature.

[womanofvalue]

I suppose that I might be something akin to a Seeker, then. Before, there's not much room for that here.

[ombranera]

A lack of injustice is never a terrible thing, but there are mysteries yet to uncover, well worth discovery.

[womanofvalue]

I can assure you that I have been uncovering mysteries for over two years, and I can guarantee that nothing I have found leaves room for much more seeking.

We find what they want us to.

[ombranera]

That is...most distressing to hear. But, I am certain should there be anything new to find? You shall be among those to find it.

[womanofvalue]

You're very good with flattery, but in this instance, I do hope you're right. Seeking for seeking's sake is well and all, but finding is much more rewarding.

[ombranera]

There will come a time when the world must give some manner of clue. You will find something, I am sure of it.