Crystal ice (open fantasy roleplay!)

"i have most of those growing in my garden"

"Yeah, we usually do as well, but there was a hail storm down south and our supplies were demolished." Bea responded.

"your group is welcome to come get some herbs from my garden, i also have some seedlings you can take with you"

Lycan returned with the basket of fruit, offering it to the group. The handle of the wicker basket was smoking in his jaws.

"lycan your burning it" he said taking the basket and petting hm on the head

Name: Acacia Wood (she hates her parents for naming her that)
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Age: 15
Appearance: https://pin.it/pk6vkxu23hq5mt 5’3, slim and muscular (wears very dark blue this: https://pin.it/kghlqmj2nxhmfd when she assassinating, but wears https://pin.it/kvoc3cwkuu7g6d when not assassinating)
Personality: You’ll see~
Class/job: Assassin
Backstory: You’ll see~
Other: Always has at least one hidden dagger (usually has one behind her back, two up her sleeves, and two in her boots)

(Great character! Introduce them whenever you want)

“Lycan is quite the dog. Is he a hellhound?” Camilla asked, motioning to the smoking basket.

(Anyone?)

(hello?)

(Sorry I'm back now)
"Thank you so much!" Bea answered. "We can't find seedlings at an affordable price anymore."

"hm oh yes, i rescued him when he was a pup"

"and your welcome i mostly sell my seadlings and salves at the market"

"Oh! I've seen you before! At the market. Teo, right?" Camilla asked.

"yes, i frequent the market here alot"

Camilla nodded. She assessed him and Bea. He didn't seem too dislike Camilla, per say, but he definetly was more interested in Bea. That was fine, it wasn't like she was vying for his attention. Camilla wasn't even attracted to guys! She got a sense that Bea was, though. And Teo

"Camilla, what do you do for a living?" Bea asked, anxious to break the silence.

and teo
the shcuylar sisters!//

lol yes//

Omg yess//

"I scavenge abandoned villages," Camilla said, distantly. She was distracted, staring into the distance. Then, she snapped back to reality.

"For what?" Bea didn't fully understand.

"Anything, really. I don't have much money, so i take whatever I can get. I ran away when I was 15." Camilla reponded, sadly.

"I mostly find metal and wood scraps, pottery, old houshold objects," Camilla clarified.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude…." Bea responded uncertainly.

"No, it fine! Was my tone giving you that impression…..?" Camilla responded worried.

"No, I just - a lot of people are embarrassed about scavenging - not that you should be - argh, this is coming out all wrong!" Bea stopped frustratedly.

Camilla looked surprised, then sympathetic. "It's fine. Really, I understand what you mean,"

(I think we need a problem/climax. This is pretty anticlmactic. Any ideas?)

(I agree, but I'm out of ideas.)