Stardew Valley Characters Ages Novels & Stories

Their mothers had gone to school together and were the same age, though she had had Charlotte well into her thirties, while Floyd's mother had gotten pregnant right after she got married when she was only 21. Floyd had always been much older than her; when Charlotte was a kid he was already almost a teenager, and even though their families were really close, they hadn't spent much time together because of their age difference. From afar, though, she saw him as an awkward guy who was always trying too hard. He rarely had girlfriends and was a bit of a nerd in school, and like Charlotte's mother, his mother always seemed to be unhappy with him regardless of what he did.

Even my fingers stilled in his hair. "How old are you?" I asked Dargan. Ozias replied instead. "I am 29," my mouth fell open even more. "Ciaran is 33. Maverick is 30 and Dargan is 34." Ozias explained. I shook my head in disagreement. I had never bothered to ask them. Assumed they were around my age instead of their thirties. It changed nothing except my new and improved insults and jokes at them. "But, you don't look like the baby of the group." I couldn't stop the words. Felt them flow from my lips. Ciaran laughed loudly and sat up.

“So you’re eight hundred years old?” He says it like it’s a long time. You’d think with Darby standing there, he’d know it was nothing. “No,” I chuckle mirthlessly. “I’m thirteen-hundred years old. Thirteen thirty-two to be exact. Way older than you—you’re-- surprising,” my eyes roll over Sandy speculatively, “but nowhere close to you,” I add, pointing to Darby. “Where were you hiding? Ian and Sean exchange glances, then look at Darby. When she shrugs, Ian nods.

“You accuse Vivian of trying to poison Grandma and you still didn’t apologize.” I folded my arms and arched a brow. “How old are you again?” He blinked. “What?” “I said, how old?” “Twenty-nine. Why…” “So you’re older than me by ten years?” His jaw twitched. “What—no—you—” I tapped my chin as if deep in thought. “Aisshhh. Wait. Not ten. Even if I was nineteen. Four years. Typical Arianna is twenty-five.” I smirked. “But honestly, a nineteen-year-old has a clearer IQ than you lot.”

He glares at me and turns his attention to the traffic. '' What? '' How old are you? “I thought it was going to be something more serious. “And this is serious! I've been with you a long time, and I don't know much about it. He shakes his head. “Well, I'm thirty, Alex thirty''one, Dylan twenty''nine, Christopher thirty''five, and Lorenzo thirty''four. '' Inform, relaxed. '' Wow! I say in surprise. "Do you think we're old?" I shrug. “I don't mind, but if I were underage, I would mind a lot.

the old guy said "I'm Mario Knight I'm your grandfather and this is my wife Olivia, your grandmother" "I'm your uncle Alessio this is my wife Amelia. And my three boys" "Zachary 19" "Joshua 18" "Darius 16" "I'm Carlo the cool uncle and this is my wife Elizabeth and my five boys" "Titus 25" "Isaiah 23" "Zane 20" "Aidan 18" "You know me I'm Sky 17"

Crossing my arms, I curved the corner of my mouth to form a smirk. “ Oh really, just how old are you?” I asked in an amused tone, with him responding in a similar one. “ Well as you know Aghan is the oldest and is 17. I'm 15. Adrian and Alhadera are 13. And Balmoh is 8. So you see, we aren't so young asides from Balmoh. We might as well told Aghan to represent us, he's almost an adult you know.” Lafeya wiggled his brows and facepalmed, groaning. There was a goofy side to him after all. Plus, Charlaedon used the same system of 18-year-olds as adults.

Out of my canopy, I would walk into an open meadow with park benches and children playing ball and other games. As I sat down, I put my diaper bag on the bench, brushed off some leaves from the bench. It was so much fun watching the children play and laughing with an Elven man about my age. We are neither old nor young; I know this sounds strange, but we are not old. We are magical creatures that age slowly. The look on my face suggests I'm in my late twenties or early thirties, even though I'm fifty. Poldo is my friend, and his skin is golden with pointy ears. Pollo is tall, slender, and has broad shoulders. A long time ago, he lost his mate in a war with trolls. As I take my granddaughter

My lips wore a loathsome grin. Adam made a face, looking away. I'm sure he was stabbing Luke mentally with his devil stare. Adam frowned, looking at his hand as if he should slice with the carving knife on the table. "He's now mature. He even has bread? Hahaha!" Luke tapped Adam on the back playfully. "You're such a cute boy." "No," I corrected. "He's a 26-years-old man." "That doesn't mean, this guy is still a kid. He's a young chap at 26!"

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Dear readers, particularly those who are rereading, please refrain from leaving comments that contain spoilers for the next generation. Let everyone discover them on their own. Let's not spoil the fun for them. 💖💜 Much love, Cass --------- Caleb - 50 years old Jake - 49 years old Aeon, Darvin - 48 years old Riley, Dominic, Lucas - 47 years old Caspian, Kallan - 46 years old