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Fantasy
So I'm not sure about you guys but, whenever I imagine Ashes of Creation I always have this specific setting in my head that I'd like to share with y'all.
I'm standing in the town square... and there are colorful celebratory lights lacing all of the shops and buildings.
The fountain is in the center and it's rushing with water, and someone's statue is in the middle.
My player character is wearing a casual outfit: a dark burgundy tunic, some brown stitched pants, and knee-high black boots.
Her hair is long and black, and she has this sort of fur wrap around her shoulders.
She plans on heading over to the tavern to visit some of her friends and have a nice time just talking and playing tavern games.
A full moon is out, and it's a tad bit cold. But everyone is up and having a blast with all their festivities.
I get excited thinking about it!
I'm sure I'm not the only one with this kind of fantasy! Please share yours.
I'm standing in the town square... and there are colorful celebratory lights lacing all of the shops and buildings.
The fountain is in the center and it's rushing with water, and someone's statue is in the middle.
My player character is wearing a casual outfit: a dark burgundy tunic, some brown stitched pants, and knee-high black boots.
Her hair is long and black, and she has this sort of fur wrap around her shoulders.
She plans on heading over to the tavern to visit some of her friends and have a nice time just talking and playing tavern games.
A full moon is out, and it's a tad bit cold. But everyone is up and having a blast with all their festivities.
I get excited thinking about it!
I'm sure I'm not the only one with this kind of fantasy! Please share yours.
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I can completely see that.
Just so much to imagine and speculate on.
I much prefer outdoors, specially high altitude places with wonderful views on the land that stretches far till the horizon.
I really hope we will be able to climb the tops of highest mountains.
My character sitting near the edge of high cliff, beautiful view as far as eye can see. Snow under my feet, camp fire burning near me, and I grill some meat over the fire, while having a cold beer, and enjoying the view.
Propped up against a moss-covered wall, broken and beaten over time, the elf finally found his place of rest. The vast forest had hidden this place well. How many days of cursing and running in circles did he have to endure to find this?! His many travels have led him to yet another Verra ruin where he hoped to discovery more lost history. Worn out from reaching his destination, he stretches his legs feeling the strain of fatigue echoing through his limbs. Taking in a deep, steady breadth he relaxes his body and closes his eyes. The crisp scent of pines and summer heat filled his nose as he tries to drift to sleep. Various birds call to each other in the trees and a cooling wind gently pushes through the forest and between the ruin walls. It breaks the sunlight above into dancing streaks across the ground where he sat. Perhaps this place was too beautiful to rest in, just yet. Grabbing a journal and pen from his bag, he lounges back more on the wall and begins to sketch the ruins before him making sure to add careful footnotes.