crystal cavern; [There's something awe-inspiring about the cavern at first glance. It's so huge, and with all the glowing algae and odd fungi and the giant worms, it's almost enough to take your breath away. It's also a little bit terrifying, because what the fuck is all of this? This kind of stuff just doesn't exist. It seems almost like a dream, but this isn't the usual stuff Bailey would dream of.
They've found their way at the top of the cavern, and with nowhere to go but down they decide down it is. That means...getting closer to those giant worms, but that's. Fine. That's fine. They're probably harmless! Probably. Just because they're bigger than Bailey - who stands at an impressive 6'3" - doesn't mean they're going to, like, try to eat Bailey.
Probably.]
Ah...
[They take a deep breath, nervous, as they finally reach the bottom, wisely deciding to give the egg sacs a wide berth. After a moment they release their breath, shoulders drooping.]
Now where do I go...
[A little help getting through this would be appreciated!]
marketplace; [There's an honest to god marketplace in this underground city, and Bailey feels a little bit like they've stepped into some sort of fantasy novel. Or movie. Or the adaptation of a novel. They've never seen anything like this before - New Lodgins had a farmer's market on the weekends, but that wasn't quite to the same scale as this. This is more than just some farmers and craftspeople selling their wares for a couple hours. This is some real, high grade fantasy shit.
The constant talk of things Bailey doesn't get and the guards flanking the exits of the marketplace certainly don't help with that fantasy vibe. (And also the hooves and horns and the everything else Bailey is now sporting - that. That doesn't help, either.) Still, despite all of this they're curious. They're not about to cause a ruckus if they can help it, but they still find themself staring down a guard.]
I've already told you I'm not a nomad... [They take a breath.] You're sure I can't see the city? I'm not going to do anything besides look around...
[The guard seems unimpressed, gesturing for Bailey to step back with a sneer. Their tail twitches, and they huff.]
Come on, you can't expect to keep all of us in here!
[An intervention might be appreciated, because Bailey could do this all day.]
wildcard; [Want to do anything else? Hit me up! Or make plans with me - you can hit me up at daintily if you want!]
bailey morello | original | faun
[There's something awe-inspiring about the cavern at first glance. It's so huge, and with all the glowing algae and odd fungi and the giant worms, it's almost enough to take your breath away. It's also a little bit terrifying, because what the fuck is all of this? This kind of stuff just doesn't exist. It seems almost like a dream, but this isn't the usual stuff Bailey would dream of.
They've found their way at the top of the cavern, and with nowhere to go but down they decide down it is. That means...getting closer to those giant worms, but that's. Fine. That's fine. They're probably harmless! Probably. Just because they're bigger than Bailey - who stands at an impressive 6'3" - doesn't mean they're going to, like, try to eat Bailey.
Probably.]
Ah...
[They take a deep breath, nervous, as they finally reach the bottom, wisely deciding to give the egg sacs a wide berth. After a moment they release their breath, shoulders drooping.]
Now where do I go...
[A little help getting through this would be appreciated!]
marketplace;
[There's an honest to god marketplace in this underground city, and Bailey feels a little bit like they've stepped into some sort of fantasy novel. Or movie. Or the adaptation of a novel. They've never seen anything like this before - New Lodgins had a farmer's market on the weekends, but that wasn't quite to the same scale as this. This is more than just some farmers and craftspeople selling their wares for a couple hours. This is some real, high grade fantasy shit.
The constant talk of things Bailey doesn't get and the guards flanking the exits of the marketplace certainly don't help with that fantasy vibe. (And also the hooves and horns and the everything else Bailey is now sporting - that. That doesn't help, either.) Still, despite all of this they're curious. They're not about to cause a ruckus if they can help it, but they still find themself staring down a guard.]
I've already told you I'm not a nomad... [They take a breath.] You're sure I can't see the city? I'm not going to do anything besides look around...
[The guard seems unimpressed, gesturing for Bailey to step back with a sneer. Their tail twitches, and they huff.]
Come on, you can't expect to keep all of us in here!
[An intervention might be appreciated, because Bailey could do this all day.]
wildcard;
[Want to do anything else? Hit me up! Or make plans with me - you can hit me up at