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Yoranda Garmold

Mother says I was a dancer before I could walk; she says I began to sing long before I could talk. Twin of Unarelle.

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a character in “Veritas Isle”, as played by PrincessLala17

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| Name: Yoranda Natuvia Garmold | Age: 18 | Gender: Female | Sexuality: Straight | Height: 4'6" | Weight: 105lbs |
| Race/Species: Dwarf | Hair Colour: Dark brown | Eye Colour: Brown | Skin Colour: Tanned | Trade: Bard/Minstrel |

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Appearance:
Standing at approximately four feet and six inches in height, Yoranda weighs only about 105 pounds. She has lightly-tanned skin and her build is slender. She has long, wavy dark hair that comes down just past her shoulders. Yoranda has large, round brown eyes, arched eyebrows, and a petite nose. She, like the rest of her family, sports full lips. Yoranda's outfits are less modest than her twin as her focus is more on style, and she can often be seen in a variety of pieces - skirts of all lengths, trousers with tall boots, blouses, tight-fitting tops, sweaters, anything she wishes to wear. The twins always wear a pair of matching golden rings with green stones in them that their older sister Barynn made for them.

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Personality:
Yoranda is perky, vibrant, upbeat, bubbly, and full of life. She has a tendency to be a bit loud and she loves to socialize. She is the type to strike up a conversation with a random stranger completely out of the blue. She loves to sing, and even when not performing, will sometimes just randomly sing for the fun of it. She loves dancing, chatting, and shopping. Yoranda can be a bit naive compared to her sister, however, and it is often Unarelle who will pull her sister out of situations that she's afraid may escalate. While Unarelle is dependent on Yoranda for socialization, it's Yoranda that's dependent on Unarelle for common sense. Yoranda has a tendency to be a flirt and will rarely back down from the opportunity to hop into bed with an attractive man. She hopes one day to fall in love, settle down, and have children, but for now, she is simply living life and having fun.

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History/Bio
Yoranda and her twin sister, Unarelle, are tied for the position as the second-youngest of the eight Garmold children. They exhibited opposite personalities even from infancy, with Unarelle being a quiet baby who was easy to care for and Yoranda being a loud, demanding baby that drained all the energy of their parents. From early childhood, Yoranda demonstrated a passion and talent for singing, so her parents decided to enroll her in lessons. Her teachers quickly recommended that Yoranda should train for the bard's trade, and her parents agreed. When the twins were four years old, Yoranda fell ill and Unarelle spent all her time with her sick sister. The healers never could quite figure out what was wrong with her and could do little more for her than treat her symptoms. Eventually, Yoranda got better of her own accord.

Over the years, Yoranda has had several random episodes of sickness. Each time, her twin has been right there at her side. They still do not know what has caused it, only that Yoranda's sickness may be what's given her the vibrancy and love of life that she has. At sixteen, Yoranda became romantically involved with a boy from the settlement. He took her virginity, and while Unarelle was disappointed with her twin for giving up her virtue so early and so easily to someone with whom she knew it wasn't going to last, Yoranda was far from disappointed. Since then, she has dated and slept with a few different men including him - all of them multiple times over a period of time, and she's never been involved with more than one man at any given time.

Now, at eighteen, recent events are causing immense change in the lives of the twins. With two of their older siblings - Barynn and Istrain - having both left Bhagh-Nernwahrum to pursue lives on the surface, other families are beginning to look upon the Garmold family name as somewhat shameful. In an attempt to patch things up with the rest of their colony and preserve their good name, their parents have agreed to an arranged marriage for Unarelle to a young man from a family of high rank. He's had feelings for her for years, but she never reciprocated because she always thought he was an ass. Now, she has little choice. Hoping to save her sister and knowing that she'd easily be able to please the man and be a good wife, Yoranda even volunteered to take Unarelle's place and marry him, but he was insistent that it was Unarelle he wanted.

Frightened and devastated, Unarelle does not wish to marry this man. Yoranda has had to make a hard decision now and she has decided to take her twin and leave Bhagh-Nernwahrum in order to escape the arrange marriage. Their plan is to take all their savings and venture to Veritas Isle, where they know their older sister Barynn lives and they know she will take care of them until they figure out what to do with their own lives.

So begins...

Yoranda Garmold's Story

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Character Portrait: Birger Asmund Character Portrait: Yoranda Garmold Character Portrait: Vlora Kawan Character Portrait: Bastian De Larousse Character Portrait: Rhyanid Menidaeus Character Portrait: Isla Cover Character Portrait: Ingrid Grannis Character Portrait: Jerome Salzin

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Isla listened to him and blinked before looking at her son in the playpen, "I am sure my son is closer to an animal than he is human." She giggled. "Ugh he is my cute little seahorse." She sighed and watched as he pulled himself up and watched the two adults contently while gumming the sides of the playpen. Isla looked back up at him and blinked before blushing a bit. "You just made some woman who was into that very sad." She laughed a bit. "It isn't that, that I worry about... but... I honestly can't see you being the way I do mean so... no point in saying it. Though I think your mother wouldn't be to please if you were like the way I was thinking." She said and blinked before going back to eating so she could stop talking.

Birger smiled softly and rested his forehead on hers. "Mmm I am going to believe you, little lady. Okay? Wait... if we are going to have lots of babies... I am assuming we can't just keep them all in here, huh? Time to start looking at a house, aye?" He said softly before nibbling her shoulder softly and tickling her sides. "Hmm... I can't remember if you are ticklish or not." He smirked.

Vlora loved when he cupped her cheeks, his hands were so... oddly smooth for a man's but she loved it anyway. When she was done with her shoes, Vlora stooped down and began to gently roll up his pants enough so they didn't get wet or dirty and smiled up at him. "There we go. You wanna go walking on the beach now?" She asked softly. To be honest, she didn't mind doing things like this for him, she felt as if it was a personal gesture of love in a way.

Ingrid smiled, "I sure hope we can." She said softly. When he put his hand on her back she felt a tingling sensation all over and blinked before thanking him for pulling the chair out for her. Whatever that feeling was, Ingrid pushed it aside. She hadn't been touched in a good little minute by a man so she chucked it up to that before smiling brightly. "I did!" She said eagerly and opened the binder up to show him the little white house with its red roof. "I decided the best start would be at the back of the binder where I thought the least picked ones would be good. I don't need anything big or fancy and I found this adorable little thing. It also in my price range, well... the lower end so... I am so glad I came to you." She giggled softly and looked up at him like a child looking up at her father proudly as she showed him what she had found.

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Character Portrait: Birger Asmund Character Portrait: Yoranda Garmold Character Portrait: Vlora Kawan Character Portrait: Bastian De Larousse Character Portrait: Rhyanid Menidaeus Character Portrait: Isla Cover Character Portrait: Ingrid Grannis Character Portrait: Jerome Salzin

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Rhyanid laughed a little at her comment about James, giving the kid a wave before going back to eating his food. He blinked at her comment about making some woman very sad, and he smirked a bit. "Well, I sure hope that woman didn't hear me say that just now," he joked. Was that something Isla was into? If their relationship progressed that far, was she going to want him to boss her around or things like that? It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world if she did, of course; there were much, much worse things she could be into. He smiled a bit. "My mother would kill me herself if I was like the way you're thinking, I'm pretty sure," he said reassuringly before going back to his food.

Yoranda smiled when he said he was going to believe her, closing her eyes and letting their foreheads press against one another. She was surprised when he suggested looking at a house. He was right, after all - a tavern's upper level was no place to raise their triplets, but it hadn't occurred to her yet that this would be the case. Before she could answer him, though, he started to tickle her sides and she let out a startled squeak, squirming a bit. "I'm only ticklish if you catch me off guard, which you totally just did," she laughed.

Bastian blinked in surprise when Vlora rolled up his pants for him, but he didn't complain. It was sweet of her, and he thanked her softly when she smiled up at him. "Yes, I do," he said when she asked if he wanted to go walking on the beach now, standing up and gently pulling her up to her feet as well. "I have reason to believe that this sunset is going to illuminate that lovely face of yours in a most flattering way. I look forward to seeing this," he told her.

Jerome was rather enjoying her enthusiasm as she said that she had, in fact, found a place that appealed to her. When she showed him the little white house and said how adorable it was, since she didn't need anything big or fancy, he smiled. "It is a lovely house, isn't it? Quaint and affordable. It's not the type of house my clients usually want. I'm sure you noticed that most of the other houses in the book are much larger and more elegant, because those are the types of people who usually do business with me, but truthfully, I've always rather been a fan of this house and when it went on the market, I simply couldn't pass up the opportunity to take it on as an income property. I knew that someone would come along eventually who'd be able to appreciate it as I do," he said. He was, of course, lying through his teeth; that house, along with any of the other ones scattered throughout that book with low rental costs, was one of the ones he had in there for the sole purpose of putting a roof over the head of some vulnerable person who he could then use and manipulate as needed, but she obviously didn't need to know that. "Did you want to see the house before we do any paperwork?" he asked.

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Character Portrait: Birger Asmund Character Portrait: Yoranda Garmold Character Portrait: Vlora Kawan Character Portrait: Bastian De Larousse Character Portrait: Rhyanid Menidaeus Character Portrait: Isla Cover Character Portrait: Ingrid Grannis Character Portrait: Jerome Salzin

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James squealed when Rhyan waved and fell on his butt before crawling to a new toy and laid down to play with it. It wouldn't be long before he would pass out, toy in mouth and hand. Isla blinked and shook her head, "well I hope she didn't either since it would make me really scared to have her in my house without me knowing." She giggled before nodding, "Your momma is a good one." She said and ate. Would they even get to that part of the relationship? She had not a clue and she rather not think about it. She pressed a shrimp to her lips and thought about something for a moment before eating it.

Birger chuckled and slide her into his lap and cuddled her, "Muwahahaha, I win over your sides this time." He chuckled and kissed her head softly before standing up and placing her on the bed before going over to a box and digging through it. He pulled out a folder and laughed. "I totally forgot out this. Haera had bought the land next to her but then gave it to me and said that I couldn't stay up here forever... so... I guess it looks like I am going to build a house." He said and then his face went that of a dull one. "I haven't done such work in a good while... my poor body." He sighed and placed the folder on the table and laid next to her.

Vlora giggled and gathered her dress up a bit before walking with him. A blush had begun to spread across her cheeks and nose as he complimented her in such a way. "You really do like to see me melt." She said and leaned on him softly before kissing his shoulder. He was a man who had already won her over.

Ingrid smiled, he might have been nice, but he was a business man so she had to see how far she could take him on this little journey of salesmanship. "Oh, really? Before I sign, since it is small and I really don't have to see the inside and because I trust that you keep your properties up... since you do look like a man of dignity and all." She giggled, giving him a small blush and looking down at her hands before peeking up at him, eagerly. "But I want to know what made you want to take this house up and sale it since you have all these other lovely homes, this one just seems so... hmm... what is that word?" She sighed and shook her head. "I am sorry, I mean... it would seem like it would look boring to someone who can have such big and lovely homes. Like this wouldn't even catch your eye." She said and blinked innocently. "So what caught your eye for this?" She asked and smiled.

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Character Portrait: Birger Asmund Character Portrait: Yoranda Garmold Character Portrait: Vlora Kawan Character Portrait: Bastian De Larousse Character Portrait: Rhyanid Menidaeus Character Portrait: Isla Cover Character Portrait: Ingrid Grannis Character Portrait: Jerome Salzin

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Rhyanid laughed when James fell on his butt and kept on eating, but he had to laugh when Isla said that she'd be scared to have someone in her house without knowing about it. "Well, don't worry. If she's in here somewhere listening to us, I'll make her go away," he said with a grin. He nodded when she said his mother was a good one. "She is. She made some mistakes along the way, but she owned up to them and did the best she could with what she had left," he said softly, and then continued to eat.

Yoranda giggled when he cuddled her and said that he'd won, snuggling into him before he randomly stood up and put her on the bed. She scooted a bit further up the bed so she could lie down, watching curiously as he started to dig through a box. When he told her that he owned the land next to Haera's place, a grin came to her lips, and she giggled at his comment about not having done work like that in a good while. "So we're gonna be neighbours to Istrain and Haera? That's...gonna be a lot of kids running around," she giggled. "You could ask people to help out. I'm sure Istrain would be happy to lend a hand, and if Amell's not busy he can definitely help. He just fixed up his place all on his own. Well, Gamaya and I helped out a bit. I painted the bottom half of a wall," she said proudly with a giggle, snuggling up to him when he laid down.

Bastian walked along with her, enjoying the way she gathered up her dress so they could walk along. He chuckled a bit at her words, wrapping a gentle arm around her as she leaned on him. "Now, now... if you melted, I wouldn't have a Vlora to love and cherish any more. I'd have to keep you in a bucket," he said, figuring he'd try his hand at a joke and see if it worked or if it fell flat. He suspected it would be the latter, though.

Jerome smirked a bit with amusement when she said he looked like a man of dignity, gazing across at her when she said the only thing she wanted to know was why this one had caught his eye. "There's something so quaint and innocuous about that house. It's really a charming little place. Not the kind of place I would ever live in, nor have I ever lived in such a place, and perhaps it's the lack of familiarity that drew me to it. I'm not certain," he said. "The important thing, though, is that the house is doing its job. My businesses may cater to the wealthy, but I like to help out the not-so-wealthy when I can. If I only had lavish, expensive homes to rent out, would I have given you my card? No. I gave you my card because I knew that there were a few inexpensive places I had to offer you, and I thought you might benefit from such an offer - and you came, so I was obviously right," he said.

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Character Portrait: Birger Asmund Character Portrait: Yoranda Garmold Character Portrait: Vlora Kawan Character Portrait: Bastian De Larousse Character Portrait: Rhyanid Menidaeus Character Portrait: Isla Cover Character Portrait: Ingrid Grannis Character Portrait: Jerome Salzin

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Isla smiled, "But she did well... so... I admire how strong she is and all." She said softly and finished up her plate. When he was done she gently took his dishes and walked into the kitchen before gently placing them in the sink, tippy toeing before going stand next to him. They were almost eye level and she giggled at that. "You look... adorable as a dwarf too." She said softly and kissed his forehead before sitting in his lap. She looked over at her sleeping son. "He passed out... we party way too hard for my poor seahorse." She said softly.

Birger nodded, "Yeah, she said she had to keep an eye on my future wife. If she was caught cheating on me Hae was going to beat her to an inch of her life... I never really needed the land since I was content in here." He said softly and kissed her cheek. "But I think it would be nice, your nieces or nephews with triplets. They can grow up together, be super close." He said before blinking at who she said could help him and laughed. "Oh half walks, huh? That is so sweet of you. Going to have to see this half wall action since my look-alike wants to steal all the good stuff. Hmmm might have to switch clothes and hairstyles with him and see if anyone will notice." He smirked before kissing he cheek and poking her knee softly.

Vlora blinked and looked up at him before laughing, "Oh no... not in a bucket... keep me in a nice vase." She giggled and shook her head. "Clever little joke... you are learning." She giggled and held the back of her hand to her mouth to control it. He was simply too cute sometimes. "Has anyone told you that you are an incredible man? Because honestly, Mi Amor, you are. I am really glad to call you mine." She said softly.

Ingrid smiled softly and nodded, "Mmm so it seems." She said softly. "Well you said I had to sign some papers, yeah? The sooner I can be in there the better, means less money I owe the Innkeeper." She said and looked at him and her innocent smirk turned to an almost devilish one, "You sure do know how to sell things." She said and leaned on the desk, cleavage visible "A reason why I may have been a bit bitter when we talked yesterday is because I know your kind too. How do you think I managed to get here, Mr. Salzin? You have to have a... how did they call it back home? Sweet tongue?" She said and giggled before sitting up. "I have to say... I admire that about you. I am a means to an end. I have been for a very long time. If there is anything else you need from me... well I guess you will know where I live." She smiled once more, it turning back to an innocent one. "At a price, of course." She giggled.

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Character Portrait: Birger Asmund Character Portrait: Yoranda Garmold Character Portrait: Vlora Kawan Character Portrait: Bastian De Larousse Character Portrait: Rhyanid Menidaeus Character Portrait: Isla Cover Character Portrait: Ingrid Grannis Character Portrait: Jerome Salzin

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Rhyanid smiled and nodded his agreement when she said that his mother had done well. "She's a remarkable woman. I'm happy with how I turned out, and that's entirely thanks to her," he chuckled. He thanked her softly when she took his dishes, waiting while she took them to the kitchen. He smiled when she kissed his forehead and then blinked in surprise when she seated herself in his lap, winding his arms loosely around her to support her. "I'm sure you'd look as stunning as an elf as you do a dwarf," he told her. He laughed when she said that they partied too hard for James. "Apparently. It's okay. He'll grow into the partying," he teased with a laugh.

Yoranda giggled a bit at Birger's words and shook her head. "Well, that's not gonna be a problem with me," she said. She smiled when he talked about their children growing up alongside her nieces or nephews. "I'd love that. Family's important," she said softly. She giggled when he teased her about helping Amell to paint the wall, shaking her head. "You look nothing like Amell. Literally the only thing you two have in common is that you're really tall, really tough teddy bears. That's it," she said, giggling when he poked her knee.

Bastian blinked when she said to keep her in a nice vase, smiling a bit. "Ma cherie, if you melted into a puddle I would keep you in the finest, most exquisite vase I could find," he said. He smiled when she called him an incredible man, gazing lovingly towards her. "And you are an incredible woman. I am lucky to have met you, Vlora, and I am a lucky man to call you mine," he said softly. He didn't want to admit it, but he'd been finding himself worrying somewhat. What would happen if Vlora woke up one day and the vast differences between them were suddenly an issue? He'd hate to lose her, especially if it was because she decided she wanted someone who could offer her things he never could.

Jerome nodded when she said she had to sign some papers, eyeing her rather curiously when she leaned forward and started to speak with that wicked little grin on her lips. It was definitely intriguing. Perhaps this little prize of his had a dark side. Perhaps he could find more uses for her than he had anticipated. "Well, my dear girl, I'll be sure to keep that in mind," he said, rifling around in his desk and then pulling out some paperwork. "I'm not entirely sure what you think I might need from you, though...I barely know you, and I certainly don't know what your strengths are in order to render them helpful. Perhaps you should tell me some more about yourself," he said, beginning to fill out his section of the paperwork.

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Character Portrait: Birger Asmund Character Portrait: Yoranda Garmold Character Portrait: Vlora Kawan Character Portrait: Bastian De Larousse Character Portrait: Rhyanid Menidaeus Character Portrait: Isla Cover Character Portrait: Ingrid Grannis Character Portrait: Jerome Salzin

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Isla like how he wound his long arms around her. She blushed a bit, wanting to run her fingers up the muscles there. She didn't of course. That would be too intimate for her right now. "He better... can't have a pooper. James was so active in my darn belly that he should be a partier. Though... he does go to daycare. There is this little girl, so white and even her hair! Though her eyes are gorgeous. It is red with green speckles. And she is even a twin! Ugh... I want to take them. Anyway, one of the girls and him like to play a lot so... she probably wears him down." She said and gently swayed her feet.

Birger nodded when she said that it wasn't going to be a problem. "Mmm yeah... I think Hae would like that. She is big on family too." He said before smirking. "What? I thought we looked exactly alike. Was going to have to have a talk with my mother." He smirked. "It is probably the bear thing. I could see it... I wonder how he is in a fight... might have to spar with him. I can tell by the look on Hae's face that she is wanting to but you know... her being pregnant and all." He sighed and shook his head. "She is doing surprisingly well with the pregnancy so far. I thought she would have gone nuts by now... but she did go and fight when we had to rescue your brother... well I did most of the damn work, but that couldn't really be helped." He said and then gently poked her belly. "I am just... wondering where in the hell the twin thing came from. Do you have twins in your family? I know I don't." He smirked at her.

Vlora giggled when he told her what kind of vase he would keep her in if she melted. "Well I am glad we are on the same page and happy with each other." She said before going silent and enjoying the night with him. He had gotten quiet and she reached up before letting her dress drag in the water. Vlora reached up and gently poked his cheek. "What is running on your mind, babe?" She asked softly.

Ingrid shrugged and sat a bit more properly in her chair. "Well, let's see... I was kidnapped by your kind. I know pretty much how to survive. In the past five years, I have been using people in order to do so. Name something and I can tell you if I am or not... maybe. Can't have you knowing everything and use that against me." She smirked. "Don't worry, Mr. Salzin... I won't do anything unless you ask, but please be willing to pay the price if you do." She giggled a bit before looking around. "So... how long have you been in business? Did you build your empire from scratch or did you have help?" She asked, actually interested.

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Character Portrait: Birger Asmund Character Portrait: Yoranda Garmold Character Portrait: Vlora Kawan Character Portrait: Bastian De Larousse Character Portrait: Rhyanid Menidaeus Character Portrait: Isla Cover Character Portrait: Ingrid Grannis Character Portrait: Jerome Salzin

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Rhyanid chuckled when she said they couldn't have a pooper, and he smirked when she said that James did go to daycare. "Daycare's just a huge party, isn't it?" he asked with a laugh. He smiled and listened while she talked about the little girl James liked to play with, and he smiled. "That's so cute," he told her with a grin. "Have you thought about asking this little girl's family about having a play date? James could play with his little friend, and either you could babysit for the parents or you guys could sit and hang out, maybe make more friends than just Talila and the work crowd," he chuckled.

Yoranda laughed when he joked about looking just like Amell, shaking her head. "Maybe people just don't know how to see the difference between two big teddy bears and that's all it is," she said. "Well, maybe you're just gonna have to spar him to find out. I'm sure he'd be down with that." She smiled and listened quietly while he talked about Haera doing well with the pregnancy, and she giggled a bit at the end. "Twins out of nowhere, hey? Can you imagine having more than just one or two pairs of twins to keep track of?" she asked with a smirk.

Bastian smiled when she said they were on the same page, glancing down at the way her dress dragged in the water. He looked back at her when she poked his cheek, smiling a bit when she asked what was running on his mind. "Well... surely you'll laugh when I tell you, but I must be honest... I keep having these apprehensions, fearing that you are going to find yourself one day...realizing that the differences between us are too much for you. I'm certain that I am...not the kind of man you envisioned yourself with, and we have little in common. I don't view this as a dealbreaker. To be honest, I get too much out of this relationship to be put off by our differences - the differences between us encourage me to open my mind to new possibilities and to try new things - but you don't have that, and I just find myself worrying that you'll change your mind and want someone better-suited to your particular interests," he said.

Jerome frowned a bit when Ingrid said that she had been kidnapped by his kind. He listened attentively, wanting to pick up on whatever he could that might be useful. He had to smirk a it, though, when she commented that she couldn't have him know everything and use it against her. "Well, if I need anything... I know who I can turn to," he said with a bit of a smirk, turning his attention briefly to the paperwork before looking at her when she asked about his business. "It was my father's empire before me. He passed it down to me, little by little, and when he passed on I was already in a good position to take what was left. There are...numerous businesses. Scattered all across this side of the world. It's a lot of work, a lot of travel...a lot of reward, though," he said with a smile before turning the paperwork towards her. "Sign and date on all the marked lines. Feel free to read any fine print in between. I assure you...there's no trickery in these papers," he said, leaning back in his chair to wait while she signed.

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Isla listened to him and giggled. "Mmm I have, but the mother scares me. She is half dwarf and is like... six feet tall. Apparently, she hunts for a living and is married to the mayor. She has another on the way too, so cute. She is nice though... I will build up the courage and asked." She giggled. "I was thinking about hanging with Zel and her lunch gang... see how that would go. You sure fish don't count as friends?" She joked and poked his nose softly.

Birger shook his head, "Maybe... you just wanna see me get beat up by a large man and you know it. Now I am going to have to work extra hard so you will never see that." He sighed before smirking. When she asked if he could imagine have more than one set of twins he nodded. "Haera's family has two sets of twins, but lucky on her mother they were both boy and girl and neither of them were identical. I do hope Haera's are identical. I find it amusing on how she is going to keep track of who is who." He chuckled before holding her a bit closer and gently kissing her shoulder.

Vlora listened to him and when he was done she stopped him. "We have enough in common. We both like Hazel for one." She joked a bit with a smirk. "We both like to read and find learning new things enjoyable. Wine is also a good common ground. We both like justice and not being lied to. We have enough in common to where it wouldn't affect us. I find myself enjoying what we don't have in common because it means I can learn. I can grow. What I had envisioned myself to be with would have kept me stuck doing the same thing over and over again. You are a nice surprise and I would be a fool to think that you were someone I would ever get tired of. I enjoy seeing the confusion in your face too much when something goes over your head, Mi Amor. I rather someone I can grow with and that is you." She said softly and gently cupped his face. "I love you." She said softly.

Ingrid listened and smiled, "Ahh I see..." She said and when he turned the papers to her she took them and read over them. If there was anything she wanted to get out of but he had a grasp on her she could always run away... or kill him. Ingrid grabbed a pen from the little pen holder and signed the papers before capping the pen and placing it back then sliding it towards him. "There we go. Anything else?" She asked softly before adjusting the top of her dress.

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Rhyanid blinked when she said that the mother scared her. When she explained who it was, he smiled. "I think I've seen her around before. I've never spoken to her, or to the mayor, but I hear they're nice people. I'm sure if you asked her about having a playdate with the kids, she'd be happy to go for it," he told her gently. When she suggested hanging out with Zelipia and her friends, he chuckled, blinking when she poked his nose. "I'm sure Zel would be happy to have you tag along," he told her. "And fish... are not people. There are lots of things people have to offer that animals just can't. Likewise...animals have a lot to offer that people can't."

Yoranda smirked when he teased her about just wanting to see him get beaten up by Amell. "I'm not saying that! I'm also not gonna say I wouldn't be amused if it did happen, though," she giggled. She smirked when he said that he wanted to see Haera struggle to keep track of which twin was which. "She's lucky, though. She's got Istrain. Istrain's been keeping track of identical twin girls since he was like ten, so he's already an expert," she said with a giggle, snuggling closer to him and stifling a yawn.

Bastian kept quiet and just listened while Vlora spoke, and when she was finished and cupped his face and told him that she loved him, he gently slid his arms around her hips and pulled her a little closer to him. "I love you too, ma cherie... and you're right. We both can grow together," he told her. "I'm glad to have found you. You have made me a very, very lucky man," he said with a bit of a chuckle, leaning down and kissing the top of her head gently.

Jerome simply sat back quietly while Ingrid looked over the paperwork and signed and dated the spots indicated. When she was finished and she slid the paperwork back towards him, he smiled and took it, reviewing it. "Your rent will be due the first of the month, every month. Instead of making you pay a full month's rent for the rest of this month, and on such short notice as this, I'll simply ask that you pay rent and a half at the beginning of next month and we'll call it even. There are a few options for paying your rent. You can bring the money or a money order to my office and leave it with my secretary, or I can have somebody come by your home to pick it up. If that's the arrangement, though, you'll have to be home during the day until they pick it up, or we'll have to agree on a place you can leave the money in case you aren't home - the mailbox is always an easy one, although there are some tenants who will just leave it on the kitchen counter and if they don't answer the door, my collector has keys to just let himself in and retrieve the money. Would you prefer to drop the money off here, or would it be easier to have someone come to your house to collect?" he asked, sincerely hoping she'd choose to have someone come by and get the money.

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Isla nodded, "Oh she is... they call her goddess on the lake island though since she is graceful when she hunts. I mean... she looks like one and her babies look otherworldly, but..." She giggled. "I will see what I can do. Oh and their names are so odd and cute! Bo and Arrow... I love it." She said and looked at her sleeping son. He was out cold. She loved him so much and she could only hope to give him the best. "So... since you want to steal my son and all would you like to try and get him into his crib without waking him." She asked, smirking.

Birger sighed, "I see how it is. Now I see how you really feel. Mhm." He smirked before listening. "Darn dwarf man... he can't help her. If I gotta struggle she does too. Oh wait... you are an identical twin. Ha... nevermind." He said and tickled her sides once more before getting up and tucking her in. "Now... let me see if I can tell a bedtime story. You are perfect kid size so I can practice being a dad." He smirked before thinking of a story.

Vlora smiled, "Good... now I hope I eased you somewhat." She said and looked back at her house. "I don't think anyone is there... would you like to come in after you are done flirting with the sky?" She asked and pulled him into the water a bit more, smirking. It wouldn't touch his pants and she figured if it did he would get upset.

Ingrid listened to what he had to say about her rent and then thought about it. "Hmm... well I work nights... so hopefully your guy isn't some rude jerk and comes at times that are uncalled for. I will be there during the day... though..." She said, mostly talking to herself. She bit the corner of her bottom lip and thought about it. "Can we start off with him coming get it and if it doesn't work out I can switch to just bringing it here?" She asked.

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Rhyanid chuckled a bit when she said how otherworldly this woman's kids looked. "Sounds like you have a bit of a girl crush," he told her jokingly, smirking a bit. When she looked over at James, he followed her gaze, and he blinked when she asked if he'd like to try to get James into his crib without waking him. "I mean, I don't see why not," he said with a laugh. He gently set Isla down on the floor and stood up, walking over to the sleeping James. He reached down and carefully scooped James up, making sure to be slow and gentle, and to avoid any sudden movements. He'd rather not wake up James, especially not when he was hoping to start kissing James's mother, and James would likely be in the way of that.

Yoranda laughed when he said he saw how she really felt, and she smirked a bit when he remembered that he wouldn't be struggling since he'd have her to help him, just like Haera had Istrain. "Exactly. You'll be fine. You'll know which triplet is which, even if all three of them end up fucking identical, although I really hope that's not the case. Plus, when they're born, we'll get Barynn to make little baby bracelets with their names on. That way if you're ever not sure, you just check the bracelet - and you only take the bracelet off for washing the babies, and only ever take one bracelet off at a time or else you're fucked," she giggled. She laughed as he tickled her sides and then let him tuck her in, nodding when he said he'd tell her a bedtime story to practice being a dad. "That's really sweet," she said softly.

Bastian smiled when she said she hoped she'd eased him and he nodded. "You did. Thank you, cherie," he said. He blinked when she asked if he wanted to come in with her, letting her pull him a bit further into the water. "As long as your brother wouldn't be mad or anything. The look on your face tells me I'd be coming in for more than just a glass of wine and some conversation," he told her with a bit of a smirk of his own.

Jerome let her consider his words and he nodded when she came to her decision, quite pleased with it. "Of course we can start off that way. If you decide along the way that it isn't working out, simply let me know ahead of time that you'll switch to bringing it here so I can make sure he doesn't waste his time stopping at your home. Now, we do need to decide upon a pre-determined drop-off location at your home in case you don't answer - in case an emergency comes up and you're not home, for example, because remembering to pay your rent is the last thing on your mind when a friend's life hangs in the balance or something like that. As I said, many people choose to leave it in their mailbox if they leave the house, but others just leave it on the kitchen counter and the collector lets himself in to get it. It's up to you," he told her.

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Isla nodded, "I do. Won't lie." She smiled and stood there watching him carefully pick up James. He stirred a bit before settling down. She watched and hurried to open the door, forgetting she had closed it and moved out of his way. Though she loved her son, she needed some loving too.

Birger blinked, "That is a smart idea. Lord... I don't need to fuck up my children's life at birth." He sighed before looking down at her. He smiled softly when she said what he was doing was really sweet. "Okay.... once upon a time, in a far away place there lived a... girl. She was bright and lively, always having a time of her life. Everyone loved her... or so she thought but there was this... bear. He had at first loved her like the rest but he was a dumb old bear. He had played with her and done all the pet things with her until one day that big ole bear lost his marbles. He had hurt her in many ways than one. After his fit of stupid, he felt super stupid and bad so he ran away with a... honey badger. That honey badger had beat him up at first for hurting her then when he ran away she went after him. She told him that he was being silly and needed to figure out why he had lashed out so. Come to find out he has some kind of mind illness and he is working to get better, but he is doing well and is working to be the teddy she needs. The end." He said feeling dumb.

Vlora smirked, "It looks like he is out... and he trusts me not to bring some horrid man into the house that would cause trouble. You are a goodman and he likes you... though he still wants to meet you." She said before walking out with him and cropping up her dress and ring out the water." She looked back and smirked over her shoulder. "Mmm we will see if you let it get more than just a glass of wine and convo." She said softly.

Ingrid thought about it and sighed, "Well... I guess he can come in the house, but if anything goes missing or he fucks up I am sending someone after him and you will be at fault since he is YOUR man and all." She said but smiled. "But I highly doubt this man will do such a thing since he is working for you." Ingrid said.

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Rhyanid was quiet, gently carrying James to his nursery and depositing him in the crib. He was relieved that he'd stirred only minimally, and then he turned and crept as silently as he could from the room, smirking as he saw Isla. "Baby is down for the night. We're in the clear," he joked with a grin.

Yoranda giggled at his words. "I'm full of smart ideas when it comes to twin things," she said. She was quiet while he told her his story, giggling a bit when he said dumb old bear. She blinked when he was done, looking at him. "That's so sweet. You're such a sweet big old bear. But that's...definitely not a story to be telling our babies," she said with a giggle.

Bastian smiled when she said that her brother wouldn't have a problem with him coming in, following her out of the water. "I'd like to meet him as well," he told her. He was quite fond of Hazel, and he was very curious about meeting her father. He smiled a bit when she teased him about getting past a glass of wine and conversation. "I have faith," he chuckled, walking after her.

Jerome smiled and nodded when she said that he'd be at fault if anything went missing. "Oh, but of course. My collector would never dare steal from my tenants. He knows better than to risk it with me," he chuckled. "Where in the house do you want to leave the payment if you're not home, then? Kitchen counter, dining room table, shelf by the front door...?" he asked. She certainly seemed to be good at answering questions only partially.

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Isla watched him before moving out of his way and closing the door partially closed. She wanted it so he wouldn't hear much and so she could hear him if he cried. A small giggle escaped when he said they were in the clear and motioned for him to follow her. She lead him into the living room and sat on the couch before patting the seat next to her. "Come come... sit sit. Tell me about yourself a bit... I only really know you from work... and your... uhm... adventure with Victoria." She said softly.

Birger groaned a bit when she called him an old ead and when she said the story wasn't for babies he shook his head. "That is why I am practicing on you, silly." He smirked and kissed her forehead before getting up and putting the chair away. "Are you sure you don't want me to sleep upstairs in the spare room or down in the bar on the cot?" He asked softly.

Ingrid's eyebrow rose when he said his worker knew better than to do that with him. What was this elf capable of? He didn't seem like the fighting type. He was nowhere near her ex-husband in muscle and she couldn't see him fighting. He probably paid people to do such a job. Ingrid had to protect herself so she was going to dig up dirt about him as much as she could before getting her hands dirty. "Ahh hmm... let me see... since I don't have really any furniture... I guess I can do a small table by the door that way he doesn't have to go walking around the house and tempt himself with looking around and digging. He can just slip his hand in and grab the money before leaving." She smiled.

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Rhyanid smiled and followed her when she motioned for him to do so. He headed into the living room with her and he sat down when she asked him to, chuckling a bit at her words. "Well, uh... what do you want to know? I feel like you've already pieced most of it together from things we've told you at work. I'm Rhyanid, I'm twenty-five, I've got a dog named Sadie... I was born in a nomadic elven tribe. My mom's Lanissa, my dad's name was Eriato, and I had a sister named Illyana who was six years older. My mom was a trader, and my dad was a cripple. We were mostly raised by our uncle and we left after my younger sister Zelipia was born since she was obviously part human and that meant our mother had an affair, but Illyana stayed behind with our dad and uncle. We came here and an elderly elven lady who'd also been kicked out of her tribe a long, long time ago took us in out of pity, helped our mom get back on her feet, and ended up leaving the house to our family when she passed on. Now we run a pet shop," he said, and paused slightly. "I, uh... haven't really had a serious relationship in a few years. Honestly, I dated Victoria for, what, like a week or two? And that was the most serious I've been in a while. I was dating this girl before...we dated for a while. I asked her to marry me, and she...said no. So that kinda hurt, obviously, and really threw me off my game, so I haven't really dated in a good bit, so...yeah," he said with a bit of a nervous chuckle. "Your turn."

Yoranda laughed a little and nodded. "You need more practice. Luckily you've got several months to figure it out," she said. When he asked if she was sure she didn't want him to sleep somewhere else, she blinked and shook her head. "No. I want you here, with me. You make me feel safe, and I've got three of me that need to feel safe now. Plus you're such a snuggly big old bear," she said with a giggle.

Jerome smiled as he heard Ingrid's words and he gave a nod. "Wary of your privacy, I see. That's understandable. I'll be sure to let the collector know to minimize the time he spends in your home if you don't answer the door. Respecting privacy can be a delicate matter with renting," he said, beginning to file away the paperwork, tearing off the pink copy and handing it to her. "Here's your copy of the rental agreement. I trust that you'll keep yourself familiar with it, and I won't stop by and discover any undisclosed roommates or pets," he said with a chuckle. "Now, the issue of furniture...for a small fee, I could have the place furnished for you, if that would be helpful, or if you'd prefer to buy your own furnishings you could obviously do that yourself. There's an excellent shop not far from here that sells furniture at affordable prices - it's secondhand and you'll want to inspect all the furniture there for quality purposes, but many of my tenants have mentioned having great successes there," he told her.

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Isla listened to him and shook her head. Why would anyone say no to a nice good looking man? There had to be something wrong with him. Though she wasn't going to write him off just yet. "Oh... me? Hmm... Okay. I am Isla." She giggled, finding this silly. "I am nineteen years old and I come from a small island off the coast of the kingdom... actually it is right below here. Hmm I come from a family of fishers. My mother died when I was four but my father did an amazing job raising me. He passed away recently. So... uhm... after he passed I decided that I was going to come up here to be with Talila since I didn't have any family down there, I can't really run a fishing boat, and I have James. Oh so I have a son named James." She smiled, laughing a bit. "I love him with all my heart and soul and then some. He was a good that came out of a very bad situation." She said softly and looked down at her hands. Should she tell him? What if she thought what she went through was too much baggage? If it was she didn't want to waste her time falling for him if he was just going to leave. "Now how do I say this..." Isla said and looked around before looking at him. "At seventeen I met Dover, James' father, he was... at first a good bit like you, sweet, caring, and fun. He had a life about him that I wanted to be part of. He had spent the whole summer on the island and I won't lie... I feel stupidly hard for him that my judgment was... way off." She laughed a bit and shrugged. "I realized what he was really up to and... it was really bad. He had been scouting, trying to find a girl that could be sold in the trade. He forced himself on me in a course of a month before James, the man that is daying Zel's friend, bought us... only to free us from the trade. I met Talila through all of this. She was kidnapped from the island and well... yeah... but she wasn't touched. The man who kidnapped her had literally stabbed someone for doing so. She got lucky. Anyway... James had Dover killed. Osmond was the one to do it and he was also the one to bring us home. Now I live here and work at a pretty cool pet shop." She said to try and lighten things up.

Birger scuffed, "I do not make you feel safe... I am literally the man who hurt you, Yora" He said and climbed into bed, but kept his distance. "Also... don't call me snuggly old bear... or old bear down in the bar. The fucking patrons are brutal." He chuckled and shook his head. Birger laid on his back and closed his eyes. "You should get some sleep. Kids need their rest." He smirked.

Ingrid nodded when he commented about her being wary of her privacy. She always kept things accounted for. So if something was to go missing she would know. "Well, that's good to hear." She took the pink slip and put it in her bag. "Of course. No roommates. No pets." She said and bit her bottom lip to stop herself from asking about if SHE was the pet. That is one thing she didn't want to say to a man like him. When he talked about furniture she smirked, "Oh? And do you own this secondhand furniture shop, Mr. Salzin?" She asked.

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Rhyanid was quiet while Isla talked about herself. He smiled at every one of her little jokes, and as the topic got darker, his smile faded into a concerned frown. When she reached the end and said she worked at a pretty cool pet shop, he smiled a bit more. "Well, I'm really, really sorry to hear about all of that. It's...definitely a worse tragic backstory than proposing to a girlfriend and her saying no because she wasn't ready for marriage yet," he said softly. "I know it probably doesn't mean much to you but I promise you that I'll never, ever do anything to you that you don't want, okay? I get that no means no, and I'll always, always respect that," he told her gently.

Yoranda gazed at Birger as he climbed into bed, shaking her head a bit. "Don't tell me what I feel. You make me feel safe. Can I fucking explain it? No. I know that logically you shouldn't make me feel safe, but you do, so deal with it," she said. "I won't call you a snuggly old bear in front of the patrons. There's nothing wrong with being a bear, though. Bears are scary. They're huge and they have lots of teeth and claws and they'll eat your head off," she said. She scooted closer to him and snuggled up to his side quietly when he closed his eyes.

Jerome blinked when she said no roommates or pets. "Roommates and pets are fine as long as I'm made aware of them ahead of time and give my approval," he said with a bit of a smirk. When she asked if he owned the secondhand furniture shop, he smirked a bit and shook his head. "Not technically, no, but one could certainly argue that I own the owner," he said with a chuckle. "He's a former employee of mine. I helped him to get where he is today and he owes me a great debt... I suppose his debt should be increasing, though, with how many customers I send his way," he joked with a smile.

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Isla smiled before nodding, "I figured that much... or rather hope. You seem like a really good and kindhearted man... so..." She said softly and smiled. "I wouldn't have invited you over if I didn't trust you enough." She said. He looked so handsome and she had to fight the urge to cup his face and squish it.

Birger wondered if maybe SHE should go see a psychiatrist too. It was only logical to fear the person who hurt you. He let it be and let her come closer. He didn't want to have her get angry at him for just trying to be thoughtful... or maybe he was doing this because he was scared of himself. He didn't trust himself, that was for sure. Birger gently ran his fingers through her hair and tried to calm down.

Ingrid shrugged when he said that they were allowed, just with his permission. The man was really showing his colors in this conversation. If he was a damn peacock his tail would be open and shaking. He wasn't the hottest man she had ever seen, so he had nothing to be shaking. His comment about owning the guy who owned the furniture store made her scuff before she adjusted. "I guess your kind are all in the same. Thanks, but I can get the rest on my own. I just need the key, please. Oh and his debt doesn't increase because you send people his way. That isn't how that works." She said, her sweet and innocent look replaced by that of an annoyed one. "Now key please, unless there is something else you need to explain to me, Mr. Salzin."

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Rhyanid smiled over at her when she said that she hoped she could trust him, and that she wouldn't have invited him over if she didn't trust him enough to begin with. "Well, I promise to keep on proving that you're making the right call by trusting me," he said. "Now, enough about the unpleasant stuff. Aside from fish and motherhood, what kinds of things are you into?" he asked. "I really like swimming... and outdoorsy stuff in general... oh, and I think pocket watches are pretty neat, I've got a small collection of them and if I ever have kids I wanna be one of those tacky parents that gets a tattoo of a pocket watch with the time the kid was born on it," he said with a laugh.

Yoranda smiled when Birger didn't push her away or move away, and she snuggled in close when she felt his fingers running through her hair. "I love you, my big snuggly bear. Goodnight," she said softly, closing her brown eyes. It wasn't long before she drifted peacefully off to sleep there in his arms, perfectly content and relaxed.

Jerome raised an eyebrow at the girl's reaction, not sure why she'd suddenly become so annoyed. "And here I'd assumed you could laugh at a joke here and there. My apologies if I offended, my dear," he said, standing up. He went to a cabinet and opened it up, unlocking a box and rummaging around inside until he found a set of keys. He took one of them off and went over, holding them out to her. "Here you are. I'll be stopping by within the next few days to check in on you and see how you're settling in. All my properties are inspected monthly when they're vacant, so everything should be in working order, but let me know if anything isn't and I'll be sure it gets fixed," he said.