Freya Lavellan
@freya-lavellan.bsky.social
225ish years old
Researcher of Elvhen History and Culture
Inquisitor
Currently living in the lighthouse
Spirit of Knowledge
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#DARP account
Owner is @Solass.bsky.social
Researcher of Elvhen History and Culture
Inquisitor
Currently living in the lighthouse
Spirit of Knowledge
GMT+1
#DARP account
Owner is @Solass.bsky.social
"Oh...." She looks down and chuckles. "I forgot I put those ones in."
November 24, 2025 at 4:58 AM
"Oh...." She looks down and chuckles. "I forgot I put those ones in."
*Blushes* Why are you biting me?
November 24, 2025 at 4:41 AM
*Blushes* Why are you biting me?
when her friend's sad eyes call to her like a siren. She leans down to cup her cheeks with a melancholy smile.
"Don't look at me like that." She murmurs. "Don't break my heart with that fade touched voice of yours."
"Don't look at me like that." She murmurs. "Don't break my heart with that fade touched voice of yours."
November 22, 2025 at 9:05 PM
when her friend's sad eyes call to her like a siren. She leans down to cup her cheeks with a melancholy smile.
"Don't look at me like that." She murmurs. "Don't break my heart with that fade touched voice of yours."
"Don't look at me like that." She murmurs. "Don't break my heart with that fade touched voice of yours."
and if I see any signs of mistreatment I shall make sure they regret it."
After all they would hardly wish to piss off one of their own benefactors but she wasn't going to tell Lilya that. She did not do such things for praise after all. Freya is about to return to the door
After all they would hardly wish to piss off one of their own benefactors but she wasn't going to tell Lilya that. She did not do such things for praise after all. Freya is about to return to the door
November 22, 2025 at 9:05 PM
and if I see any signs of mistreatment I shall make sure they regret it."
After all they would hardly wish to piss off one of their own benefactors but she wasn't going to tell Lilya that. She did not do such things for praise after all. Freya is about to return to the door
After all they would hardly wish to piss off one of their own benefactors but she wasn't going to tell Lilya that. She did not do such things for praise after all. Freya is about to return to the door
Freya pauses reaching into her bag to pull out a loose scrap of paper and a piece of charcoal, scribbling down the address before returning to the bed and handing it to her.
"There's no need. I've made sure she's taken care of. She won't ever have to go without again
"There's no need. I've made sure she's taken care of. She won't ever have to go without again
November 22, 2025 at 9:05 PM
Freya pauses reaching into her bag to pull out a loose scrap of paper and a piece of charcoal, scribbling down the address before returning to the bed and handing it to her.
"There's no need. I've made sure she's taken care of. She won't ever have to go without again
"There's no need. I've made sure she's taken care of. She won't ever have to go without again
"Yes I clearly had the time of my life, Vince."
November 21, 2025 at 5:14 AM
"Yes I clearly had the time of my life, Vince."
Freya was about to reply when they grabbed her arms falling backwards into the nearest tree. She squirmed and whimpered afraid of what Vince would do. But she felt the tickle of their hot breath against her face— cheeks and chest flushed from running.
"So I am also your prey." She muttered.
"So I am also your prey." She muttered.
November 21, 2025 at 5:14 AM
Freya was about to reply when they grabbed her arms falling backwards into the nearest tree. She squirmed and whimpered afraid of what Vince would do. But she felt the tickle of their hot breath against her face— cheeks and chest flushed from running.
"So I am also your prey." She muttered.
"So I am also your prey." She muttered.
Her eyes were glazed over and dazed as she tried to think of anything— an excuse, a reason, anything to get away from this uncomfortable conversation.
November 21, 2025 at 1:24 AM
Her eyes were glazed over and dazed as she tried to think of anything— an excuse, a reason, anything to get away from this uncomfortable conversation.
The further words only twist her face into a grimace. She did not know how to talk about it. It would be a mistake to talk about it. So she sat on the edge of her bed for several moments before slowly getting up to leave.
"Well this has been... enlightening?"
"Well this has been... enlightening?"
November 21, 2025 at 1:24 AM
The further words only twist her face into a grimace. She did not know how to talk about it. It would be a mistake to talk about it. So she sat on the edge of her bed for several moments before slowly getting up to leave.
"Well this has been... enlightening?"
"Well this has been... enlightening?"
Freya nodded along to Lilya's words. Lumps catch in her throat as she thinks of the girl and how she had desperately wished that someone had saved her back then.
"Trust me I know that better than most. The kid was lucky. The place I sent her is run well and she'll be looked after."
"Trust me I know that better than most. The kid was lucky. The place I sent her is run well and she'll be looked after."
November 21, 2025 at 1:24 AM
Freya nodded along to Lilya's words. Lumps catch in her throat as she thinks of the girl and how she had desperately wished that someone had saved her back then.
"Trust me I know that better than most. The kid was lucky. The place I sent her is run well and she'll be looked after."
"Trust me I know that better than most. The kid was lucky. The place I sent her is run well and she'll be looked after."
"I wonder why they do so and what makes their minds so different from ours." She mused. "But I do agree that people's reactions to danger can be far more varied and chaotic, I also wonder why that happens and why it's not as consistent as animals."
November 21, 2025 at 1:13 AM
"I wonder why they do so and what makes their minds so different from ours." She mused. "But I do agree that people's reactions to danger can be far more varied and chaotic, I also wonder why that happens and why it's not as consistent as animals."
Freya offers up a warm smile of her own when she catches theirs after the confusion fades. Head tilted for the side resting on the palm of her hand as she listens. Smile appearing once again as they spoke of Vinny— noting the warmth in their voice.
November 21, 2025 at 1:13 AM
Freya offers up a warm smile of her own when she catches theirs after the confusion fades. Head tilted for the side resting on the palm of her hand as she listens. Smile appearing once again as they spoke of Vinny— noting the warmth in their voice.
She balled her hands into fists feeling rather sick to her stomach. How had she ended up such a twisted, wicked little thing? Her skin felt as if it was cracking, shards imbedding themselves into the palms of her hand— thick black blood imprinted on everything she touched.
November 21, 2025 at 12:54 AM
She balled her hands into fists feeling rather sick to her stomach. How had she ended up such a twisted, wicked little thing? Her skin felt as if it was cracking, shards imbedding themselves into the palms of her hand— thick black blood imprinted on everything she touched.
Vince themself. Yet here she sat condemning their actions while Tav was known as her attack dog, her weapon, her pet.
"No. He wouldn't have. I concede that he had to die but I won't apologise for stealing the kill."
"No. He wouldn't have. I concede that he had to die but I won't apologise for stealing the kill."
November 21, 2025 at 12:54 AM
Vince themself. Yet here she sat condemning their actions while Tav was known as her attack dog, her weapon, her pet.
"No. He wouldn't have. I concede that he had to die but I won't apologise for stealing the kill."
"No. He wouldn't have. I concede that he had to die but I won't apologise for stealing the kill."
Freya fiddled with her sleeves wishing to speak up and refute every argument Lilya presented but the words died on her tongue. Deep down she knew her friend was right but even still none of it sat easy on her conscience. She was a hypocrite— her closest friend was a Crow with worse morals than
November 21, 2025 at 12:54 AM
Freya fiddled with her sleeves wishing to speak up and refute every argument Lilya presented but the words died on her tongue. Deep down she knew her friend was right but even still none of it sat easy on her conscience. She was a hypocrite— her closest friend was a Crow with worse morals than
"Thank you, Vince." She turns her eyes elsewhere not quite knowing how to handle this sudden lull in the arguing. Then she hears them talking eyes drifting over to them.
"No I did not. Fish aren't my field of study but please elaborate more?" For once there is no note of sarcasm only pure curiosity.
"No I did not. Fish aren't my field of study but please elaborate more?" For once there is no note of sarcasm only pure curiosity.
November 21, 2025 at 12:29 AM
"Thank you, Vince." She turns her eyes elsewhere not quite knowing how to handle this sudden lull in the arguing. Then she hears them talking eyes drifting over to them.
"No I did not. Fish aren't my field of study but please elaborate more?" For once there is no note of sarcasm only pure curiosity.
"No I did not. Fish aren't my field of study but please elaborate more?" For once there is no note of sarcasm only pure curiosity.
"Fine I'll stop calling you that if you say my name properly." She muttered before finding a chair that Vince hasn't already laid claim to, settling down onto it with her feet curled against her thighs.
November 19, 2025 at 9:23 PM
"Fine I'll stop calling you that if you say my name properly." She muttered before finding a chair that Vince hasn't already laid claim to, settling down onto it with her feet curled against her thighs.
Lightly tweaking a nipple before brushing her thigh against their cock.
"Aren't you a presumptuous one? I am perfectly capable of swallowing. I just didn't want to."
"Aren't you a presumptuous one? I am perfectly capable of swallowing. I just didn't want to."
November 19, 2025 at 9:05 PM
Lightly tweaking a nipple before brushing her thigh against their cock.
"Aren't you a presumptuous one? I am perfectly capable of swallowing. I just didn't want to."
"Aren't you a presumptuous one? I am perfectly capable of swallowing. I just didn't want to."
Despite their words the rejection did not sting in the slightest. The smile still danced on her lips even as Vince grabbed her chin. It didn't take that much effort to cook up a scenario after all. When they pushed her away she moved even closer— knowing that it would only ignite their ire further.
November 19, 2025 at 9:05 PM
Despite their words the rejection did not sting in the slightest. The smile still danced on her lips even as Vince grabbed her chin. It didn't take that much effort to cook up a scenario after all. When they pushed her away she moved even closer— knowing that it would only ignite their ire further.
"Fine, Vince!" She mutters. "Is that better? You hardly respect mine when you butcher it with that hideous mispronunciation."
She's half tempted to toss the jar at them to prove a point.
She's half tempted to toss the jar at them to prove a point.
November 19, 2025 at 8:33 PM
"Fine, Vince!" She mutters. "Is that better? You hardly respect mine when you butcher it with that hideous mispronunciation."
She's half tempted to toss the jar at them to prove a point.
She's half tempted to toss the jar at them to prove a point.
"But you would have preferred it if my lips were around your cock instead?" She purred leaning in to brush her hand against the smooth muscles of their chest. "Or shoved down my throat so I shut up for once."
November 19, 2025 at 8:19 PM
"But you would have preferred it if my lips were around your cock instead?" She purred leaning in to brush her hand against the smooth muscles of their chest. "Or shoved down my throat so I shut up for once."
Freya laughed, a deep, rich and melodic sound that filled the air. She felt Vince's eyes and body following hers— expression turning heated as she wordlessly challenged their claims. She may have been nothing special to look at but people tended to look all the same.
November 19, 2025 at 8:19 PM
Freya laughed, a deep, rich and melodic sound that filled the air. She felt Vince's eyes and body following hers— expression turning heated as she wordlessly challenged their claims. She may have been nothing special to look at but people tended to look all the same.
She smirks at them before pulling a large jar of flammable oil out of her satchel.
"Do you really wish to test my resolve on that, Vincey darling?"
"Do you really wish to test my resolve on that, Vincey darling?"
November 19, 2025 at 8:10 PM
She smirks at them before pulling a large jar of flammable oil out of her satchel.
"Do you really wish to test my resolve on that, Vincey darling?"
"Do you really wish to test my resolve on that, Vincey darling?"
"Can I just set you alight instead?"
November 19, 2025 at 7:58 PM
"Can I just set you alight instead?"
"We weren't talking of myself but you."
November 18, 2025 at 5:19 PM
"We weren't talking of myself but you."