—— 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 ! ⠀⠀⠀♡ for a starter. ⠀⠀⠀↺ to spread the word. ⠀⠀⠀♡ + ↺ for a dm to plot.

someone has stolen demelza's priestly robes from the washerwoman's line. now she is giving a sermon in the first clothes she could purchase ( white tunic & bright red trousers, more befitting a bard than anyone ). no, you are 𝑵𝑶𝑻 permitted to laugh !

// this is an open starter btw so ur muse can indeed have a chuckle

she's just seen hemmelfart jr. climb into 𝔅𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢 ||parody||'s satchel, & she's unsure how to broach the topic with the other woman. ❝ excuse me, ma'am. my salamander, he — ❞

❝ my . . . ah, there he is. ❞ she gestures to the tiny lizard, poking his head out of the bag & crawling out slowly. ❝ my apologies. he’s most adventurous. ❞

blessed be, blessed be you & your faith in the eternal fire.

❝ i cannot contain my great conviction that — ❞ she sighs. ❝ — fine. ❞

❝ why not. i’ve got a few hours before my next sermon. ❞ she picks up her holy tome, cheeks turning bright pink at the kiss. ❝ i’ll have to be at the temple in the afternoon, though. ❞

❝ i may only wear red in public, rose. ❞ her blush intensifies, & she looks away quickly. ❝ some food would be very nice. i’m famished, if i may say so. ❞

// “are you brave enough to see? do you want to change it?” makes me think of melza tbh open.spotify.com/track/4L5r9XNi…

another day, a few more sermons. she really is quite tired, but the citizens of novigrad need to hear the good message.

// & if i brought demelza back to annoy everyone then what jk my schedule is mad atm so i’ll probably be on break till christmas or thereabouts

// hey hi hello, i hope everyone is having a great day today ☀️

// remembering melza exists 🥲

clears her throat in the marketplace, attempting to get people to listen. ❝ yule is an event for the uncultured & ignorant — ❞

a passing child gave her a slice of yule log ; she’s sullenly eating it on the temple steps, angry no one is paying attention to her sermon.

she’s standing alone in the snow, with her crumpled sermon notes — some street urchins trod on them, & she has no money for the delicious food on display. ( 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒖𝒍𝒆, as the unenlightened say, she supposes. )

she's made a fresh casserole for 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞, 𝘎𝘸𝘺𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘯 - Parody - & the baby, & is welcoming them into the temple kitchen. ❝ hello, rose — don't mind the mess, but it really is good to see you ! ❞

// i am once again asking for interactions 👐

// WOW i just remembered melza exists lmaoooo