Story time with one of his many sisters/daughters/family members.
Story time with one of his many sisters/daughters/family members.
"Well.." He mumbled, rubbing his jaw slightly. Branwen began smearing pumpkin onto her toy’s faces. "It were a complicated situation.. an at the time the Abbey followed different rules to whit the clergy do now. Back then it was more free. Ye’d nawt need tae be chaste, believe in a specific god, or any o this bullshit nonsense. Juist make sure ye respected the world ye’d been given tae live in."
Branwen made agreeing sounds as though she was paying attention, but when Ealfric looked at her she was deep in silent conversation with her guests. He smiled and ruffled her hair. “I was thinking of vows but they wudnae let me keep the lassie an so A left. Tha an.. A did somat.. Afore A sought sanctuary there.. Mother Abbes told me it was safest to leave before the others found out too. She thought they wudnae unnerstand it so me an Brannie hae been wanderin since then. A wanted tae settle an last twelmuin Geir found a place A cud afford an here we are.”
Ms. Lindo blinked a couple times, trying to make sense of what she just heard. She had never heard of an abbey like that.
"…oh um… I see… where was this abbey? It’s sounds far more lenient than any around here…” the teacher leaned on her hand, looking at Ealfric with astounded curiosity. “…And…. I always thought that…” the teacher wasn’t sure how to bring up the next topic.
She had always assumed that Branwen had a mother at one point, but thinking on it now- the idea of Ealfric being with a woman in the first place seemed rather implausible. Maybe she was his first- during an experimental phase? Maybe she was an orphan that the blonde adopted? That sounded far more likely.
"Um… when did… Branwen… come into your life?" Ms Lindo carefully worded her question.
As the storyteller surveyed her home, watching the ghosts and skeletons within; X’s words echoed in her mind-
"You’re a traitor and you should be burned at the stake like the witch you now are."
((There wasn’t really an ending to X’s visit, but I wanted to show he had left his mark. This is also to make up for the lack of art during that rp.))
"No I don’t believe I told you. He’s one of the Princes." The fuath rolled his eyes at the term prince, but smiled. "I don’t like him. He took my home and forced me out of my true, and rather handsome (if I do say so myself) form."
Murienn pouted. Who could be mean to someone as nice as Mr.Each? The kelpie decided that this “Morgan” displeased her and she would not like him should they meet. Never ever.
"Why did he turn your home into a swamp? And why would making your home a swamp be bad?" She knew of swamps. They were harder to find nearby, but they were good hiding places.
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A society word meaning “smart.” Forrester demonstrates the usage: “The goods are not ‘afternoonified’ enough for me.”
A figure of speech used to describe drunken men. “He’s very arf’arf’an’arf,” Forrester writes, “meaning he has had many ‘arfs,’” or half-pints of booze.
- Back slang it
Thieves used this term to indicate that they wanted “to go out the back way.”
- Bags o’ Mystery
An 1850 term for sausages, “because no man but the maker knows what is in them. … The ‘bag’ refers to the gut which contained the chopped meat.”
- Bang up to the elephant
This phrase originated in London in 1882, and means “perfect, complete, unapproachable.”
Low London phrase meaning “to thrash thoroughly,” possibly from the French battre a fin.
Nineteenth century sailor slang for “A riotous holiday, a noisy day in the streets.”
- Bow wow mutton
A naval term referring to meat so bad “it might be dog flesh.”
Brave or fearless. “Adroit after the manner of a brick,” Forrester writes, “said even of the other sex, ‘What a bricky girl she is.’”
- Bubble Around
A verbal attack, generally made via the press. Forrester cites The Golden Butterfly: “I will back a first-class British subject for bubbling around against all humanity.”
- Butter Upon Bacon
Extravagance. Too much extravagance. “Are you going to put lace over the feather, isn’t that rather butter upon bacon?”
A London society term for tea and coffee “used scornfully by drinkers of beer and strong waters … in club-life is one of the more ignominious names given to champagne by men who prefer stronger liquors.”
A talkative woman.
A nickname given to a close friend.
- Collie shangles
Quarrels. A term from Queen Victoria’s journal, More Leaves , published in 1884: “At five minutes to eleven rode off with Beatrice, good Sharp going with us, and having occasional collie shangles (a Scotch word for quarrels or rows, but taken from fights between dogs) with collies when we came near cottages.”
- Cop a Mouse
To get a black eye. “Cop in this sense is to catch or suffer,” Forrester writers, “while the colour of the obligation at its worst suggests the colour and size of the innocent animal named.”
A delightful way to refer to your rather boring hands.
This creative cuss is a contraction of “damned if I know.”
- Dizzy Age
A phrase meaning “elderly,” because it “makes the spectator giddy to think of the victim’s years.” The term is usually refers to “a maiden or other woman canvassed by other maiden ladies or others.”
- Doing the Bear
“Courting that involves hugging.”
- Don’t sell me a dog
Popular until 1870, this phrase meant “Don’t lie to me!” Apparently, people who sold dogs back in the day were prone to trying to pass off mutts as purebreds.
A type of beard “formed by the cheeks and chin being shaved leaving a chain of hair under the chin, and upon each side of mouth forming with moustache something like a door-knocker.”
“Satirical reference to enthusiasm.” Created by Braham the terror, whoever that is.
- Fifteen puzzle
Not the game you might be familiar with, but a term meaning complete and absolute confusion.
- Fly rink
An 1875 term for a polished bald head.
An 1870 term for “a man devoted to seduction.”
A term for especially tight pants.
“An habitually smiling face.”
- Got the morbs
Use of this 1880 phrase indicated temporary melancholy.
- Jammiest bits of jam
“Absolutely perfect young females,” circa 1883.
Lying, from 1896.
- Mad as Hops
An excellent word that means getting rowdy in the streets.
- Make a stuffed bird laugh
A street term meaning coward.
- Mind the Grease
When walking or otherwise getting around, you could ask people to let you pass, please. Or you could ask them to mind the grease, which meant the same thing to Victorians.
- Mutton Shunter
This 1883 term for a policeman is so much better than “pig.”
- Nanty Narking
A tavern term, popular from 1800 to 1840, that meant great fun.
- Nose bagger
Someone who takes a day trip to the beach. He brings his own provisions and doesn’t contribute at all to the resort he’s visiting.
- Not up to Dick
- Orf chump
- Parish Pick-Axe
A prominent nose.
This term, Forrester writers, describes a person with a “wilful determination to ignore the objectionable or inconvenient, at the same time assuming airs of superior virtue and noble resignation.”
- Poked Up
- Powdering Hair
An 18th century tavern term that means “getting drunk.”
- Rain Napper
- Shake a flannin
Why say you’re going to fight when you could say you’re going to shake a flannin instead?
- Shoot into the brown
To fail. According to Forrester, “The phrase takes its rise from rifle practice, where the queer shot misses the black and white target altogether, and shoots into the brown i.e., the earth butt.”
Secret, shady, doubtful.
- Smothering a Parrot
Drinking a glass of absinthe neat; named for the green color of the booze.
A legal term from 1889 meaning “to prompt.”
- Take the Egg
According to Forrester, this low class phrase means “thoroughly understood.”
A term meaning “inferior, noisy singers” that could be used liberally today during karaoke sessions.
"It should still be cut. Thinking of getting a new look or just want to go with shorter hair as a girl?"
“Awww your poor hair should have gotten more pampering! You have gorgeous hair… And you’re awfully good at this now.” she said, her soft eyes shifting back to the woman.
Keirin smiled. “Since then, I’ve kept it much shorter. It makes it easier to handle, and less of a hassle with travel. Besides, working with other people’s hair is easier than my own.” Her hands had been braiding all the while, and Lestat could feel the soft drop when Keirin released her braid.
Rowan looked confused. Her rambling only making it more apparent that he was. It took a moment of thought before he even considered what she meant. Though, once the concept had actually settled, his face had gone a deep shade of red.
"Oh…Ooh." He paused.
"W-Well, I d-don’t know.. n-nor re-really would like to know.. T-To be h-honest, mis.."
The noise from the tank caught the young man’s attention. The young had been awake.Stringently begging his complete attention no less. He smiled at the baby zora. “W-Well, hello.” He chimed.
Keirin still had many questions she would like to be answered, but they obviously weren’t going to be. Keirin just hid her face in embarrassment while Hibiki distracted the man.
Hibiki bobbed up in down in their tank, spilling water onto the desk. Hibiki was excited. They hadn’t been this excited since Navi visited. There was a good reason, though it hadn’t happened enough for the storyteller to notice a theme yet. Hibiki instincts told them that certain colors and shapes were good. That is why Hibiki was excited to see another Zora, though they had never seen one.
Hibiki sang a happy note to indicate a returned hello. Hibiki was very pleased to have Rowan’s full attention.
"Mither liked me tae stay in the kitchen an help Bess cook, an A learned a few tricks as a novice in the Abbey back in me old home. Simple things tae bring oot the best o simple fare." While he spoke, the blond picked at a few peas and moved the food around his plate, making look like he was eating more than he was.
Branwen waved her fork in the air for attention. “Doomie! Paw made dessert too! We’s gots jam rollies!!” Her peace spoken she turned to feed a bit of pumpkin to her guests.
"Oh that sounds great Branwen. I’ll have to leave room." The teacher smiled, acknowledging the small child’s declaration. But she was more interested in hear about Ealfric’s early life.
"I didn’t realize you lived in an abbey," Ms.Lindo said looking at the blonde with interest. "Considering your beliefs, I hadn’t expected it. Did you only help as a cook, or were you preparing to take vows?"