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The fire crackled softly against a background of insects chirping. The forest air was damp and humid, warm and dry around the fire, but chilly after the rain earlier that day. The wet leaves of the reptilian humanoids’ camp site were cold. Gesh, a tall and stalky Dragonborn, handed a lump of barely-cooked meat to young red-scaled dragon who sat next to him.

Drake, the half-breed dragon and prince-in-exile of a cult of dragon-worshipping shamans, accepted the meal from his bodyguard, lover and best friend gratefully.

“Thank you, Gesh. have you eaten your fill?” he said, smiling.

“O’ course I ‘ave, Sire.” Gesh smiled back, puffing his chest out proudly. “You eat that, now. Ya’ve had less’n me.”

Gesh was lying of course. Both he and Drake knew it, but this was routine for the pair. They worried for eachother more than was necessary, but they were also comforted by the fact that if they did truly run out of food, they could still always go hunt some more while it was still dark out. They both silently acknowledged the same fact; they were unlikely to sleep much tonight, anyway.

Drake and Gesh spent most of their time wandering.  Drake was constantly avoiding the territory that his reviled father controlled from a dwarven fortress. He never told Gesh where that castle was, or precisely what land it was located. The mighty dragon who fathered Drake was nearly universally hated, and only the dragon shamans of that land, mostly dark elves, revered him. The farther away Drake was from that land and his father, the better.

“R’member the last time I had t’save yer scaly ‘ide fro’ danger, Milord?” Gesh teased. He smiled broadly, sharp teeth flashing in the firelight. Drake tensed and blood rushed to his leathery cheeks.

“I could have handled it! I had him right where I wanted him.” he protested. His bodyguard laughed heartily.

“I know. Yer more powerful’n I am, now. I don’ think ya even need my services.”

“I still require help from time to time. Besides, Gesh, I value you and like your presence. I don’t know what I would do without you.” Drake replied. “And you don’t have to call me ‘Lord’. Please relax, Gesh. you don’t have to be formal with me.”

Gesh smiled again, more softly now. Then he straightened his back and poked at the fire.

“I’m sorry, Drake. I’ll r’member.” he said. “You should try t’rest. I’ll keep watch.”

Drake nodded and set up his sleeping bag. He watched the fire for a while, letting its hypnotic flame lull him into sleep.

~~~
It was a couple hours by the time Gesh could tell that Drake was truly asleep. At that moment, he muttered softly, “you can come outta ‘idin’, now.”

Two elves, skin as brown as bark, and hair as black as raven feathers, stepped out of the shadows with their bows drawn. Each had a sword at their hip, the long-hair male a straight blade, and the short-haired female a curved blade. They wore armour made of animal hide with steel pauldrons and greaves, and leather boots.

“You knew we were watching you for hours, and made no move to alert your charge?” the male elf asked.

“If you were gonna shoot at us, ya would’ve. You were obviously sent here t’observe us, and if I gave away yer position t’would put my Prince in more danger. The question now is, what’s the goal o’ yer spyin’?”

The elves looked at eachother, and the female nodded.

“Our Queen has business allies neighboring your kingdom. She wishes to find out whether your Prince poses a threat or is a potential ally. She will not make any diplomatic or military decisions until she has a more clear picture of his motives and intentions.”

Gesh stared silently at the pair of spies for a long moment, before finally speaking again.

“I understand. As it so ‘appens, our current mission relates to yers. We were made aware o’ the ties the nearby mining comp’ny has to a secluded elven kingdom. Prince Drake’s wicked father would see the mountain range and its ore-rich mines brought under ‘is dominion. We fear that such a takeover would prob’ly lead t’yer kingdom becomin’ part o’ the dragon’s territory. We’re on our way t’meet with emissaries o’ the mining comp’ny in question, t’negotiate a relocation o’ their operations.”

“So in other words, you intend to lose us our trading partner. Is that right?” the female elf asked.

“It’s better fer ya that they leave. If their mines’re taken over by the dragon, all o’ that ore’ll go straight t’ his ‘oard instead o’ t’yer queen’s coffers, an’ yer nation’ll fall under the dominion o’ his vile reach.”

“And what then are we to do about the loss of our imports?” they pressed.

“That remains t’be seen. We first must see ‘ow negotiations go, and from there we’ll decide our next move. D’pendin’ on what we learn, plans may evolve’r change. Yer welcome t’join us, and create a three-way negotiation. It may very well prove beneficial t’all parties involved.”

The elves shook their heads, lowering their weapons. “We cannot. We do not have the authority to represent the Queen’s trade interests. That was not our assigned task.”

“Join our journey, then, at least. Ya needn’t ‘ave a seat at the table, ya can still observe.”

“We will follow you, as ordered by our liege, but we will keep our distance and camp separately.” they insisted.

“Suit yerself.” Gesh shrugged. But I’m gonna alert the Prince o’yer presence. You can thank me later fer savin’ yer lives.”

The elves faces showed obvious resentment at the insinuation. But they nodded cordially. “of course. We understand.”

~~~

The rest of the evening went well, and Gesh allowed himself a few hours of rest, setting a bell trap to alert him if anything got too close. He was able to still awake before Drake did in the morning.

Breaking camp, Gesh made sure to prepare a breakfast stew before setting the fire out. It was the smell of this food that awake Drake.

“That smells good.” he said, yawning and stretching, his wings spreading as he arched his back, and flexing several times before closing again. “I could eat the whole pot.”

Gesh chuckled. “Lemme ‘ave one bowl full’n you can ‘ave the rest if ya want.”

“I was only joking, Gesh. we will of course split it.”

They shared the meal without words, though the noises from them scarfing down the food so quickly could scarcely be called silence. The pot was emptied in minutes, though Gesh was able to cleverly give Drake twice as much as he gave himself. Drake, in his hunger, didn’t even notice.

After packing everything up save for the pot, Drake and Gesh checked their map and double-checked their orientation. They had previously marked a tree with a drawing of a compass so they would know which way north was. Gesh suggested they stop by the creek nearby to wash the pot, and then they could follow its waters for a time before returning to the main road. They would pass through a village soon that way, and be able to gather some intelligence pertaining to their goal.

“But what about our appearance?” Drake asked. “Remember, Gesh. we are not in our home territory any longer, and outsiders may consider our forms…. Monstrous.” his tone was cautionary and firm. He would not be challenged on this.

“Yer wisdom is sharp as ever, milove.” Gesh responded. “I assure you, I kept tha’ in mind. Wear my spare cloak’n amulet o’ the Faith o’ Bahamut, and I’ll present my symbol in front. Even this small town’ll know o’ Bahamut’s benevolent will, and should the townspeople remain untrustin’ we can use intimidation t’ensure our safety.” Gesh responded.

“Hopefully it won’t come to that. If it does, save violence for a last resort. I don’t want to give them any excuses. If they harm you, however, I will not let them get away with it.”

“Nor will I allow any harm t’come t’you. Even a threat t’yer safety’ll be severely punished.”

The two set off, Gesh carrying the pot in his hands with only a folded cloth between. He led his horse, Halitrad, by the reins, lance fastened to mount’s side. Washing the pot took only a few minutes, and then they continued as planned.

“By the way, Drake, we’re being followed by two spies. They mean us no harm, but if ya notice a pair o’ elves watchin’ us, be not alarmed.” Gesh told the Prince. Drake nodded.

“I expected as much. We are going to be under scrutiny by the elven kingdom.”

“T’won’t be a problem.” Gesh assured him.

“Of course it won’t, Gesh. we are more than enough to handle a couple of pawns.”

~~~

It was late afternoon by the time the Prince and his Knight arrived in town. The village was a small settlement, primarily comprised of subsistence farms and shops, and seemingly relying on timber from the woods and fish from the river that the various nearby creeks feed into. Though the village was on the map it was not listed with a name. A sign at the guard tower read ‘WELCOME TO BROOKVILLE’ in faded lettering on old wood.

“Halt! Who goes?” cried out a gravely voice. A bearded human atop the tower, armed with a crossbow and wearing a metal helm and a green-and-white tabard was staring down at them.

“Pilgrims o’ the Faith o’ Lord Bahamut.” announced Gesh in response. “We’re passin’ through’n seek shelter fer the night.”

“Be ye monsters?” inquired the guard. “Your skin is scaly and your teeth are as daggers.”

“We’re blessed by the Master o’ the North Winds. Blood o’ Dragons courses through our veins. But we’re protectors o’ humankind, not devourers o’ yer kin. We mean ya no harm.”

“Ye may enter, but do not tally. Stay the night if you can find a room. Otherwise be gone quickly. We have no tolerance for beggars, and very little patience for outsiders. “

“We’ll be quick t’pass through.” Gesh promised, having to stifle his lover before Drake could protest in anger.

As the gates opened, Drake muttered to his bodyguard “the insult is unforgivable.” but Gesh merely whispered back,

“Bare it, Sire. they’re small-minded and know not their deeds. They’re beneath contempt. Their rudeness doesn’t matter. And now we ‘ave access t’this village.” Drake made a face at the title, but grudgingly agreed.

They wandered through the town along one road, gathering stares of fear or distrust from local villagers they passed along the way. They began to worry they would find no inn to stay at, when finally they spotted a small church which offered temporary room and board for donations. The church seemed to be erected to some local forest goddess, and the abbot professed this deity’s tenets of self-sufficiency, bounty, and kindness. Apparently the people of this town believed this deity watched over them, ensuring that those who treat the forest and its inhabitants with reverence would be blessed with the gifts the forest has to offer, allowing their society to live peacefully and in harmony with nature.

It was a nice message, though trivial in the eyes of Gesh. still, he respected the church and it’s willingness to help them. The two put the horse in the stable, and paid the church a few gold coins each, before asking to be led to their room. Once they were alone, Drake and Gesh quickly set up their beds and rested.

~~~

The sound of roosters and barking dogs woke both Drake and Gesh up early in the morning. The sun had yet to rise, but they were refreshed by now and paid no mind to the early morning chill. Sluggish at first, they warmed up and became more awake once they dressed.

A simple humble breakfast or porridge, fruit, and milk was shared by a small number of priests and a number of orphans and homeless people. Drake and Gesh were also served the same food. Before anyone could eat, however, mandatory prayers were spoken in unison. The abbott led the prayer. Gesh was uncomfortable, but played along, though in his heart he substituted the deity of this church with Bahamut. Drake was merely annoyed, but he prayed anyway because he really didn’t care about gods and prayers.

During breakfast, Gesh and Drake struck up conversation with the other people round them. Working up a rapport, they were able to subtly ask questions which, on the surface, seemed innocent at first, and as they drew their conversation deeper, were able to ask more direct questions with less suspicion. Drake’s natural charisma and Gesh’s refined etiquette and diplomatic training made this an easy task.

“Is it hard being impoverished in this town?” Drake asked an orphan he was chatting with. The young man was barely younger than Drake was, and yet was responsible for taking care of his two younger siblings. The boy nodded.

“Begging is pointless, most of the people here make only enough to get by themselves. We are not a town that prides itself on excess, and so very few make more than they need just to survive. But as long as we put our faith in the forest and it’s protector, we are provided for. This church is an extension of Her will, offering us shelter and food when we cannot get it ourselves, and teaching us the skills necessary to get by when the church cannot take us in.”

“It’s so heartbreaking to see one so young bare all these responsibilities out of necessity. I can understand, though. I’ve had to face many difficulties myself.” Drake said.

“We are kindred spirits, Drake.” the boy said. “Though we look very different, I feel like we understand each other the way only family do.”

Drake smiled. “I am not entirely sure what family means. I don’t really get along with my father. In fact, I am very afraid of him. And I have never known my mother. I still search for her.”

“Me and my siblings have been orphans for years. I’m the only one who remembers what our parents were like before they passed away.”

“How did they die?” Drake asked, genuinely curious. The boy looked to his younger brother and sister, obviously remembering a painful time and worrying about them, but when he faced Drake again he was smiling and calm.

“It was in the woods. My father was hunting, and was killed by bandits who were wandering through. It’s why our village doesn’t allow outsiders. When we went out to look for him, we found his body flayed and hung from a tree, and the bandits laughing around a campfire. When they saw us, they tried to take us as slaves, but our mother forced us to run away and in the process she was captured. She fought them until they were forced to kill her.”

Then he asked Drake “what about you? Why are you afraid of your father?”

The young dragon slumped a little, his eyes lowered sadly. “I have never been what my father wanted me to be. When I was hatched, he tried to kill me because I was born an abominable mutant from being subject to a ritual. It was not even something I had any control over. Now that I have ascended to true dragonhood, he seeks to control me and use me for his own selfish ends.”

“Even so, he’s still your father.” the boy said. “Maybe you can reason with him.”

“There is no reasoning with him, I’m afraid. As long as he is more powerful than me, he will force his will on me. I can only try to escape his tyranny. I used to want his approval. Now, I only want him dead. He is the dreaded scourge of the dragon lands, and once his reign has ended I can take over and set right what he has spoiled.”

“Perhaps then you are destined to slay him and take your rightful place as king.” the boy said. “There’s a prophecy in this town, and old tale. It says one day a traveler with a cursed lineage will rise up against the tyrant wyrm, and strike him down. After defeating the serpent, all the lands will prosper as they did in the days long ago. If that prophecy is true, and the traveler is you, I believe that the time of our prosperity is soon to come. With the dragon gone, we would be able to expand our village northwards to better resources.”

Drake smiled. “I don’t put much stock in prophecies and faerie tales. But the thought is nice. Maybe one day I will defeat him, and ear my rightful place.”

“Then I should take you to see the Spear of Destiny. It is said that on that day, the traveler will wield destiny itself and pierce the heart of the wyrm. The villagers here believe that this spear is that weapon.”

“I would very much like to see this spear.” Drake said, eyebrows raised in curiosity.

~~~

Drake, Gesh, and the orphan -- whose name was Ehren -- went after breakfast and cleanup to see the spear Ehren mentioned. The path they took through the village was fairly straightforward, until Ehren led them down a sharp turn to wooded area of town with only a graveyard on the other end of the path.

“In that mausoleum is a trophy room for the family’s heirlooms. The people buried here were the original founders of the village, whose line has ended decades ago. The current mayor is descended from the sheriff who took over when the founding family was killed off.”

The structure Ehren pointed at was elaborately carved but very weathered stone. It had motifs of gargoyles and unicorns and eagles and owls on it facing every which way, and bas relief depictions of the founding of the village. The massive stone door frame was carved in the likeness of two fluted pillars and an arch, with reinforced wooden doors fitted into it. The doors were barred by a chain and heavy padlock.

“How do you intend to show us something locked away in this tomb?” asked Drake.

“It’s easy!” Ehren said. “ I know a back door.” he smirked, and began to hop off toward a tombstone with an angel statue.

But before he could touch the gravemarker, he was grabbed by a coal-skinned arm and grappled against his ambusher’s scaled cuirass. A band of dark elves, wearing armour fashioned from dragon scales, stepped out from the trees, their red eyes shining faintly in the shade. One elf, likely the leader, wore a metal helmet with a visor shaped like the face of a dragon.

“We’ll take that spear. Surrender now and lead us to it.” he demanded.

“Ya may outnumber us,” Gesh began, “but yer at a disadvan’age. Yer soldiers’re no match fer Drake’n I, and with the sun out yer vision’s impaired. A weakness we can easily exploit.”

“But I myself am more than enough for both of you, and we now have a hostage. If you want him to live, you’ll do as we say.” the helmed elf snapped his fingers and one of his minions drew an elaborate dagger shaped like a spider with the eight legs fashioned as the blade. The knife was place point-first at Ehren’s neck. The orphan whimpered in fear, eyes going wide.

“What will it be, Drake? Your little friend, or some silly old spear?”

~~~

To be continued...
Commission Drake and Gesh Chapter 1 part 1
this is the first bit of a story I started, commissioned by a customer named Sam. this is not the full first chapter, this is the first 8 pages, which is as much as he paid for so far. it will likely continue as he buys more pages bit by bit.

Drake belongs to Sam.
Gesh belongs to Riez.
this story belongs to me.
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HOW ARMOUR WORKS:

armour is worn not as complete sets, but rather as individual components covering certain parts of the character's body. there are 10 armour slots which will be listed below. armour is also categorized into 4 types, namely Light Cloth, Heavy Cloth, Light Metal, and Heavy Metal.

in each armour slot a character can wear one Light armour and one Heavy armour. a wearer can wear two Light armours if one is Cloth armour and the other is Metal armour, and can wear two Heavy armours if one is Cloth armour and the other is Metal Armour. but a character cannot wear two Light Armours and two Heavy Armours under any circumstance. this can allow a wearer up to three armours per slot; one Light Cloth, one Light Metal or Heavy Cloth, and one Heavy Metal armour.

the Defense Bonus from armour does not stack for the same armour slot. use the highest Defense Bonus of all armour in that slot. the Max Dex of armour does not stack for any armour. use the lowest Max Dex of all armour worn on any slot. the check penalty of armour stacks for all armour.

some armour may occupy multiple armour slots at the same time. others will only occupy a single armour slot.

why wear multiple armours on the same slot, then? there are a number of reasons. most importantly, some armours require another type of armour to be worn underneath it. typically, Metal armour requires Cloth armour underneath it, and Heavy armour requires Light armour underneath it. there are exceptions, however. another reason to wear multiple armours underneath is that if the outer layer of armour is breached or ignored, you might still be able to benefit from the armour beneath it.

THE ARMOUR SLOTS:

1.) head.

2.) shoulders.

3.) upper arms.

4.) forearms.

5.) hands.

6.) torso.

7.) thighs.

8.) calves.

9.) feet.

10.) shield.

LIST OF ARMOUR: [U/C]*

TORSO PROTECTION

Padded Jacket: a jerkin, doublet, hoodie, or other garment made from quilted cloth with enough padding in it to soften blows considerably. common textiles chosen for the garment include linen, polyester, and leather. but other materials are also acceptable. the jacket includes point holes to suspend a leg harness from.

type: Light Cloth. slots: torso, shoulders, upper arms, and optionally forearms. Def +1, Max Dex +6, Check Penalty -0.

Padded Jumpsuit: a jumpsuit made of resistant material, such as polycarbon fiber, reinforced leather, or quilted padding. it typically includes hard plastic quilted in at the joints and along the spine.

type: Light Cloth. slots: all. optionally, you can exclude the head, hands, and/or feet. Def +2, Max Dex +8, Check Penalty -0.

Flightsuit: a jumpsuit or two-piece uniform made of durable heat-resistant material, such as aramid, with lots of pockets. it is often electrically heated to regulate temperature, and can be paired with a Flight Helmet to add resistance to high-G force.

type: Light Cloth. slots: all except head, hands, and feet. Def +2, Max Dex +8, Check Penalty -1, Special: +2 to saves against extreme heat or cold. when paired with a Flight Helmet, +4 to saves against altitude sickness and ignore high-G force penalties.

Mail Shirt: a long shirt made of interlocking riveted steel rings. it is often tailored to fit the owner snugly to avoid binding and drag. it must be worn over a Light Cloth armour.

type: Light Metal. slots: torso, shoulders, upper arms, and optionally forearms and/or thighs. Def +3, Max Dex +5, Check Penalty -2.

Scale Coat: overlapping steel plate scales riveted to a leather backing. the scales can be rounded, pointed, or squared off.

type: Light Metal. slots: torso and shoulders. optionally upper arms. Def +3, Max Dex +6, Check Penalty -2.

Flak Jacket: a brigandine made by riveting steel plates to the inside of a ballistic nylon vest or coat, and then sewing leather backing over the steel.

type: Heavy Cloth. slots: torso. Def +3, Max Dex +6, Check Penalty -1.

Blast Vest: a vest made of kevlar with pockets for holding fiberglass plates.

type: Heavy Cloth. slots: torso. Def +4, Max Dex +5, Check Penalty -1.

Breastplate: a chest protection made of a single piece of steel covering the torso from collar to waist. some cover only the chest, while others, called a cuirras, protect both the front and back.

type: Heavy Metal. slots: torso and optionally shoulders. Def +4, Max Dex +5, Check Penalty -3.

HEAD PROTECTION

Padded Hood: Light Cloth.

Mail Coif: Light Metal. has to be worn over Light Cloth.

Skull Cap: Light Metal.

Kettle Hat: a steel helmet with a brim around it. sometimes called a Hardhat.

type: Heavy Metal. slots: head. Def +2, Check Penalty -0, Vision Penalty -0.

Bascinet: a steel helmet covering the skull, cheeks, and back of the head, with a Glassteel visor that can be raised or lowered to cover the whole face and chin. must be worn over Light armour.

type: Heavy Metal. slots: head. Def +2, Check Penalty -1, Vision Penalty -0.

Salet: type: an open-faced helmet with a "tail" in the back for extra neck protection, and a Glassteel visor fixed in place covering the eyes. it can be paired with a Bevor for throat and lower face protection. must be worn over Light armour.

Heavy Metal. Def +2 (+3 with Bevor), Check Penalty -1, Vision Penalty -0 (-1 with Bevor). special: Bevor can incorporate breathing apparatus. (note: Bevors are sold separately.)

Armet: a close-fitting helmet made with hinged side protection to cover the cheeks and chin when closed around the wearer's head. the eyes are covered by a Glassteel visor that can either be fixed in place or able to be raised and lowered. must be worn over Light armour.

type: Heavy Metal. slots: head. Def +3 (+2 with visor raised), Check Penalty -1, Vision Penalty -1 (-0 with visor raised).

Greathelm: a large steel helmet fully enclosing the wearer's head. the sights are very narrow, possibly two thin slits or a long horizontal thin visor or thin T-shaped visor of Glassteel. the design of the helmet is meant to be both extremely protective and also intimidating. it is often worn over a lighter helmet. must be worn over Light Metal armour.

type: Heavy Metal. slots: head. Def +3, Check Penalty -2, Vision Penalty -2, Intimidate +2.

Flight Helmet: Heavy Metal.

Envirohelm: Heavy Metal.

LEG PROTECTION

Boiled Leather Fauld: type: Light Cloth.

Kevlar Skirt: type: Heavy Cloth.

Mail Skirt: type: Light Metal.

Scale Skirt: type: Light Metal.

Plate Fauld: type: Heavy Metal.

Cuisse: type: Heavy Metal.

Boiled Leather Greeve: type: Light Cloth.

Kevlar Greeve: type: Heavy Cloth.

Mail Hose: type: Light Metal.

Scale Greeve: type: Light Metal.

Plate Greeve: type: Heavy Metal.

Boiled Leather Boots: type: Light Cloth.

Kevlar Boots: type: Heavy Cloth.

Sabatons: type: Heavy Metal.

ARM PROTECTION

Shoulder Pad: Heavy Cloth.

Pauldron: Heavy Metal. must be worn over Light armour.

Boiled Leather Spaulder: Light Cloth.

Kevlar Spaulder: Heavy Cloth.

Mail Sleeve: Light Metal.

Rearbrace: Heavy Metal. must be worn over Cloth armour or Light armour.

Boiled Leather Bracer: Light Cloth.

Kevlar Bracer: Heavy Cloth.

Vambrace: Heavy Metal. must be worn over Cloth armour or Light armour.

Leather Glove: Light Cloth.

Kevlar Glove: Heavy Cloth.

Mail Glove: Light Metal. must be worn over Light Cloth armour.

Gauntlet: Heavy Metal. must be worn over Light armour.

SHIELDS

Buckler: a buckler is a small shield held in one hand. it is usually used by fencers, typically in conjunction with a rapier or longsword. bucklers can be used to make bash attacks as a light shield in the Player's Handbook, but cannot be used to join into shield walls.

Def +2, Check Penalty -1, Weight 1 lb (wood), 2 lbs (Steel).

Large Shield: a large shield can be used to make a bash attack, as in the Player's Handbook. multiple adjacent large shield users can lock shields to form a shield wall.

Def +2, Check Penalty -3, Weight 5 lbs (wood), 10 lbs (steel).

Tower Shield: a tower shield can be carried like a typical shield in one hand, or it can be used as makeshift cover. like a large shield, multiple adjacent tower shield users can lock shields into a shield wall. tower shields cannot be used to make bash attacks.

Def +4 or cover, Check Penalty -10, Weight 25 lbs.
Alternative DnD Revision Armour System
playing around with a different armour system revision than I previously came up with.
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seriously need to make $30 bucks today. preferably $45 bucks today (30 for extending my stay through monday, 5 for laundry so I have clean clothes for my job interview coming up, and 10 for food).
needing commissions or donations real badly. today I found out I have even less money than I thought. only $3.60 in my PayPal account. not enough to do laundry, and by extension not enough to eat today. I can't get any work at labour ready until monday, but I have to be out of the dorm I'm staying at on monday morning, as well. so I would have to take everything with me. this is not exactly feasible...

so, laundry would be $5 for 2 loads to be washed and dried. food would be $20 for today and tomorrow. another night here would be $30 (that covers monday, so I can go to the labour ready without worrying about my stuff).

I am going to be uploading my most recent commissioned story (7 or 8 pages, fantasy, non-sexual for once thank the gods) as soon as I finish editing it and close it. it will likely be continued by the commissioner later for more pay. that will be an example of what $30 will get you. but I need money today, so if anyone is will to commission me or donate to me before seeing that work, please do. I would be so very grateful.
as the title says, I apologize for not being around much lately. I have been struggling with my move to Portland, OR, and now have been homeless on and off. I am still applying to jobs like crazy, this time avoiding commission-only jobs or jobs with quotas. I need something steady and reliable, with guaranteed pay. that's making this alot harder, but restaurant jobs and cashier positions seem to be my best bet. sales jobs keep wanting to do commission-only.

I have adding begging at street corners to my daily grind, which I do secondarily to applying for jobs online. I have been able to stay at a hotel dorm on and off. it costs $29 for every night, with slight discounts for every consecutive night stayed. I also have a storage unit until the end of August. have been unable to do my laundry, which is piling up, I'll need a few dollars to take my clothes to a laundromat. food is a big expense. I need $5 to $10 every day just to eat. that gets me one nice meal or two suitable meals a day. I'll still be hungry, but at least I can keep going. if I have a bed at the dorm I can save a little money buy buying groceries, but still can't buy anything that needs to be cooked with anything other than a microwave. if it's long-lasting food, I cannot buy anything that needs refrigeration because if I have to take it with me when I don't have another night at the dorm it could spoil.

so why am I telling you all of this? because I'm desperate and need help staying afloat while I look for work. during weekdays I can show up to the Labour Ready office, but there is no guarantee of job placement for the day. the Labour Ready is closed on weekends, so that's not an option then. begging is unreliable, and might get me fed for a day if I am lucky.

so I'm asking for help. please, if you can spare anything, my PayPal donation link is paypal.me/twilightinsanity

I will accept donations, commissions, and tips. I'm pleading for help, here. anything I can do to earn it I will do gladly. and if you are kind enough to give me charity I will be extremely grateful. again, I do not intend to be a mooch. I just need to have a little support while I look for a job. I am putting in dozens of application every day. easily 30 or 40 a day.
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  • Watching: netflix when I can, but usually nothing.
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United States
Current Residence: Gainesville Florida
Favourite genre of music: Classical, the Blues, and Hip-Hop
Favourite photographer: she goes on Deviantart as Delilah~Squid and Delilah~Dreams
Favourite style of art: Music.
Operating System: PC, Windows
MP3 player of choice: CD player
Favourite cartoon character: Agatsuma Soubi
Personal Quote: Healthy Life: Heal Thy Life.
Interests
as the title says, I apologize for not being around much lately. I have been struggling with my move to Portland, OR, and now have been homeless on and off. I am still applying to jobs like crazy, this time avoiding commission-only jobs or jobs with quotas. I need something steady and reliable, with guaranteed pay. that's making this alot harder, but restaurant jobs and cashier positions seem to be my best bet. sales jobs keep wanting to do commission-only.

I have adding begging at street corners to my daily grind, which I do secondarily to applying for jobs online. I have been able to stay at a hotel dorm on and off. it costs $29 for every night, with slight discounts for every consecutive night stayed. I also have a storage unit until the end of August. have been unable to do my laundry, which is piling up, I'll need a few dollars to take my clothes to a laundromat. food is a big expense. I need $5 to $10 every day just to eat. that gets me one nice meal or two suitable meals a day. I'll still be hungry, but at least I can keep going. if I have a bed at the dorm I can save a little money buy buying groceries, but still can't buy anything that needs to be cooked with anything other than a microwave. if it's long-lasting food, I cannot buy anything that needs refrigeration because if I have to take it with me when I don't have another night at the dorm it could spoil.

so why am I telling you all of this? because I'm desperate and need help staying afloat while I look for work. during weekdays I can show up to the Labour Ready office, but there is no guarantee of job placement for the day. the Labour Ready is closed on weekends, so that's not an option then. begging is unreliable, and might get me fed for a day if I am lucky.

so I'm asking for help. please, if you can spare anything, my PayPal donation link is paypal.me/twilightinsanity

I will accept donations, commissions, and tips. I'm pleading for help, here. anything I can do to earn it I will do gladly. and if you are kind enough to give me charity I will be extremely grateful. again, I do not intend to be a mooch. I just need to have a little support while I look for a job. I am putting in dozens of application every day. easily 30 or 40 a day.
  • Listening to: whatever is playing downtown.
  • Reading: facebook posts when I'm downtown.
  • Watching: netflix when I can, but usually nothing.
  • Playing: my 3DS was stolen.
  • Eating: not much
  • Drinking: water.

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SavvyRed Featured By Owner Jul 28, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the ego stroke by SavvyRed
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Izunichi Featured By Owner Jun 26, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
Hi, thanks a lot for the watch, I appreciate it <3
Please take care and have a nice day ^^
Also, consider checking my other accounts: Instagram | Tumblr | Paigeeworld if you like my art, thank you! ; u ; :hug:
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Twilight16Master Featured By Owner Jul 11, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
no problem, I love your art! :D
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Clu-art Featured By Owner Jun 25, 2016  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thank you for faving "Swamp Flowers"! :D
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Twilight16Master Featured By Owner Jul 11, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
definitely! :D
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Amrao Featured By Owner Jun 23, 2016   Digital Artist
Thank you so much for the watch!!
Hope you have a nice day! :heart:
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Twilight16Master Featured By Owner Jun 23, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
and you, thanks for the llama. :)
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Amrao Featured By Owner Jun 24, 2016   Digital Artist
:hug:
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TinaBlythe Featured By Owner Jun 23, 2016   Traditional Artist
ty by TinaBlythe
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Twilight16Master Featured By Owner Jun 23, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
my pleasure. :) thankyou for the Llama. 
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