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Verin Thelyss ([personal profile] the_other_brother) wrote in [community profile] ercookies 2021-06-19 06:58 am (UTC)

Verin Thelyss | Critical Role

Arrival
Beach

While Verin Thelyss knows how to swim, he is somewhat out of practice. There aren't a lot of opportunities for swimming in large, safe bodies of water in Xhoras. Hitting the water at that velocity hadn't helped, either, and by the time Verin makes it to shore, he's winded. He twists slowly to sit, managing to spare himself the indignity of throwing up sea water.

Sea.

He wipes his mouth and stares out at the rolling surf. Despite it being soaked, he drags his hood over his head, hoping to shield his eyes and skin at least somewhat from the sun. He sits there for some time, trying hard to pull together some theory as to how he got here. The nearest ocean is the Emerald Gultch, but this shoreline is a far, far cry from the one he remembers.

The drow twists to look over his shoulder, but everything he sees is foreign.

Laid Bare

The automotons are strange, but apparently mostly harmless. And exceedingly helpful. Or rather, it would feel helpful if it didn't also feel like he'd been herded in this direction. Disrobing doesn't quite feel like a choice, either, but Verin goes along with it, kind of amused and only a bit flustered by the attention.

By the time he's been rubbed down and cleaned up, he's feeling almost relaxed. There is still the perplexing and disturbing question of how he got here and where here is, but at least he doesn't have a dry film of salt and sand on his skin anymore. Rather than being given his clothes and sent on his way, however, he's just... sent on his way. Ushered right out as quickly and as efficiently as he'd been ushered in, Verin finds himself standing outside of the spa with only a towel for modesty.

Okay.

Well, now he has another task before he starts looking for answers: looking for clothes.

Accute Poisoning
While Verin has avoided getting involved directly in any competition, he does, perhaps, make off with some food. He doesn't know when he'll have a chance to eat again, and he's inclined to take advantage of the abundance while he can. He doesn't need much, but hunger has been gnawing at him. That swim is not an easy one to make.

What happens next is unexpected, though only some of the symptoms are--difficult to not notice. If someone happens to catch him after the meat will find a strong hand catching there arm and a warm smile offered, barely tempering the heated look in his eyes.

"I don't suppose you'd like to disappear somewhere for a different sort of fun," he purrs, voice smooth and accented. If anyone has met Essek Thelyss, it might sound familiar.

Throughout the day, he ends up trying cherries and strawberries as well. Those effects are a bit harder to recognize at first, but all it takes is a little conversation.


Wildcard
[Find Verin exploring and trying to suss out where the hell he is. Even with cloud cover, he'll try to keep a hood up. OTA for gen and aphro-induced smut. Happy to match action or prose.]

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