<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/M5bomIF.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jasper Hulfort (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15884537#msg15884537)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Human Lumberjack | Woodworker<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Farmlands | Prior to Beginning of Castalin - Evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Closed, Merry<br/><strong>Extra:</strong>Wearing This (https://i.imgur.com/TqCF8Za.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Well, first<em>normal</em>date, I guess. It's... Different, but in a nice way. We're not drinking ourselves silly, laughing about it,  getting physical... It kind of feels more special like this." the blonde-haired male gave a laugh, unaware of the wrong intentions he was giving Merry. It was clear he had no real understanding of lying about ones feelings and intentions, which at the least meant he was truthful... For better or worse, as the Vulpi discovered.<br/><br/>"You've been here for years? I'm shocked... You never thought about moving on, striking out into the world?" Jasper seemed genuinely surprised. A job at Paperbound... That was the library place, right? It seemed quite popular with the more scholarly types in Amberdale. "Well, if you practice something long enough, you're bound to get better at it. Do you mind if I hear you sing one of these days?" he asked, genuinely curious about how she sounded. At the least, she had to sound better than he did when he sang while he bathed in private...<br/><br/>"It sounds like you lasted longer adventuring than I did at least. Maybe I just grew too sheltered in the forest." He rubbed the back of his jead, before Merry went on to explain she'd met other adventurers and explained about their habits, and how they differed from what she was after. "So you're holding out to find that someone special, huh? That's the most ideal outcome if I've ever heard one... I doubt I'd ever get lucky enough to find someone like that in my life, but then that's why I was hoping your fortune telling would be able to see if I could get someone like that." he smiled, removing his hand from the buttons of his shirt once she brought up wanting to just talk for now.<br/><br/>"Hm? Alright... I am still a little hungry anyway." he grinned, seating himself and reaching to pluck a few grapes for himself. "Where do I begin... Well, as you know I'm a Lumberjack, and I guess I'm kind of as coarse as they come. A lot of the time I just chop down the sturdiest trees I find and bring them to the local carpenter to fashion them into wooden blocks, boards and logs for the citizens of Amberdale to use. I usually also deliver them to make sure everyone has a steady supply to get by through times." He hummed, taking pride in what he did.<br/><br/>"I kind of have my own hobby in woodcarving. Not really something I make a living off of, but sometimes I'll make cool little wooden carvings of things to store around the house and on shelves. It's a fun little passtime when I don't have any work to do." he nodded, reaching forward for a few more grapes, before he gave a pleased hum. "What about you, does your home have enough wood stocked in it for now?" Maybe she didn't need any, but it couldn't hurt to ask, right?