A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
I'm debating whether or not Cain would be willing to affiliate with a royal tbh
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Kaos stares on oblivious. He has no idea this person is important at all, and that's very clear.
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Before going to talk with Kaos, Quick Wing gives them a dead eye stare, and then goes to talk with Kaos
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Six years ago, Kaos never would have thought he'd be traveling to islands far away for his order. Kaos believed he would lead his order into the future, not lead himself to the island of Saolam. Of course then, he didn't know that Saolam existed. He was sheltered, brainwashed, puny. He still appeared to be brainwashed. But he knew better. He knew his order was not what they seemed. And he would have revenge.
Kaos is a short man with a lithe figure, his sweaty red skin shines in the light and he runs a hand down his bright golden horns. His amber eyes with diamond pupils flicker around. Naturally, Kaos is standing in a shadow, rubbing his arm. He had a nasty scar there, and it had started to hurt more and more as time went on. Covering his scar, Kaos wears a simple red suit and a dark scarlet cloak with a medallion.
He glances to those around him, frowning. He doesn't know these people very well, and he doesn't particularly trust any of them. Especially the crew-they look a bit nasty. What he used to look like before...
Shut it, Kaos.
Kaos grunts and points towards Saolam. "Well. Looks like we're almost here." He sighs. "Although I am just stating the obvious."
Quick Wing walks towards them and says, "What is the Medallion for?" Keeping their voice polite, for introductions
Kaos nods quickly, politely, dismissively. "Simply something from my order. A gift given to me for this journey." His voice becomes bitter. "To... remember where I came from." He smiles quickly. "Sorry. Who might you be?"
"Just a priest, nothing much"
"And... your name?" He stares off into the distance before turning back. "My apologies. I am Kaos."
"You may call me Quick, or Wing, one of the two"
"Very well, Quick. What brings you to these parts?"
"A Vision"
"You're that type of priest, then?" Kaos, who had turned away to look at Saolam, turns back, frowning.
"Yes, I guess you can describe it like that"
"Politely, the only vision worth listening to is the one that comes from your eyes." He says, grunting. He appears to be showing more interest now.
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Kaos stares on oblivious. He has no idea this person is important at all, and that's very clear.
He nods to Kaos, breathing a shaky breath. "Greetings."
Six years ago, Kaos never would have thought he'd be traveling to islands far away for his order. Kaos believed he would lead his order into the future, not lead himself to the island of Saolam. Of course then, he didn't know that Saolam existed. He was sheltered, brainwashed, puny. He still appeared to be brainwashed. But he knew better. He knew his order was not what they seemed. And he would have revenge.
Kaos is a short man with a lithe figure, his sweaty red skin shines in the light and he runs a hand down his bright golden horns. His amber eyes with diamond pupils flicker around. Naturally, Kaos is standing in a shadow, rubbing his arm. He had a nasty scar there, and it had started to hurt more and more as time went on. Covering his scar, Kaos wears a simple red suit and a dark scarlet cloak with a medallion.
He glances to those around him, frowning. He doesn't know these people very well, and he doesn't particularly trust any of them. Especially the crew-they look a bit nasty. What he used to look like before...
Shut it, Kaos.
Kaos grunts and points towards Saolam. "Well. Looks like we're almost here." He sighs. "Although I am just stating the obvious."
Quick Wing walks towards them and says, "What is the Medallion for?" Keeping their voice polite, for introductions
Kaos nods quickly, politely, dismissively. "Simply something from my order. A gift given to me for this journey." His voice becomes bitter. "To... remember where I came from." He smiles quickly. "Sorry. Who might you be?"
"Just a priest, nothing much"
"And... your name?" He stares off into the distance before turning back. "My apologies. I am Kaos."
"You may call me Quick, or Wing, one of the two"
"Very well, Quick. What brings you to these parts?"
"A Vision"
"You're that type of priest, then?" Kaos, who had turned away to look at Saolam, turns back, frowning.
"Yes, I guess you can describe it like that"
"Politely, the only vision worth listening to is the one that comes from your eyes." He says, grunting. He appears to be showing more interest now.
"You may believe that, I respect that, but I can choose to believe differently if I want to."
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Kaos stares on oblivious. He has no idea this person is important at all, and that's very clear.
He nods to Kaos, breathing a shaky breath. "Greetings."
Kaos nods back politely. He's noticed the other people's stares now, and seems quite curious about this strange person. "Greetings. I am Kaos, of the Brotherhood of Blood."
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Before going to talk with Kaos, Quick Wing gives them a dead eye stare, and then goes to talk with Kaos
Before Quick Wing goes to Kaos, Escavald stares back, clearly a mix between curious and annoyed.
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Before going to talk with Kaos, Quick Wing gives them a dead eye stare, and then goes to talk with Kaos
Before Quick Wing goes to Kaos, Escavald stares back, clearly a mix between curious and annoyed.
Quick Wing returns the stare without blinking
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Six years ago, Kaos never would have thought he'd be traveling to islands far away for his order. Kaos believed he would lead his order into the future, not lead himself to the island of Saolam. Of course then, he didn't know that Saolam existed. He was sheltered, brainwashed, puny. He still appeared to be brainwashed. But he knew better. He knew his order was not what they seemed. And he would have revenge.
Kaos is a short man with a lithe figure, his sweaty red skin shines in the light and he runs a hand down his bright golden horns. His amber eyes with diamond pupils flicker around. Naturally, Kaos is standing in a shadow, rubbing his arm. He had a nasty scar there, and it had started to hurt more and more as time went on. Covering his scar, Kaos wears a simple red suit and a dark scarlet cloak with a medallion.
He glances to those around him, frowning. He doesn't know these people very well, and he doesn't particularly trust any of them. Especially the crew-they look a bit nasty. What he used to look like before...
Shut it, Kaos.
Kaos grunts and points towards Saolam. "Well. Looks like we're almost here." He sighs. "Although I am just stating the obvious."
Quick Wing walks towards them and says, "What is the Medallion for?" Keeping their voice polite, for introductions
Kaos nods quickly, politely, dismissively. "Simply something from my order. A gift given to me for this journey." His voice becomes bitter. "To... remember where I came from." He smiles quickly. "Sorry. Who might you be?"
"Just a priest, nothing much"
"And... your name?" He stares off into the distance before turning back. "My apologies. I am Kaos."
"You may call me Quick, or Wing, one of the two"
"Very well, Quick. What brings you to these parts?"
"A Vision"
"You're that type of priest, then?" Kaos, who had turned away to look at Saolam, turns back, frowning.
"Yes, I guess you can describe it like that"
"Politely, the only vision worth listening to is the one that comes from your eyes." He says, grunting. He appears to be showing more interest now.
"You may believe that, I respect that, but I can choose to believe differently if I want to."
"Hm..." He smiles grimly. "Not everyone is allowed to think what they want to think."
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Six years ago, Kaos never would have thought he'd be traveling to islands far away for his order. Kaos believed he would lead his order into the future, not lead himself to the island of Saolam. Of course then, he didn't know that Saolam existed. He was sheltered, brainwashed, puny. He still appeared to be brainwashed. But he knew better. He knew his order was not what they seemed. And he would have revenge.
Kaos is a short man with a lithe figure, his sweaty red skin shines in the light and he runs a hand down his bright golden horns. His amber eyes with diamond pupils flicker around. Naturally, Kaos is standing in a shadow, rubbing his arm. He had a nasty scar there, and it had started to hurt more and more as time went on. Covering his scar, Kaos wears a simple red suit and a dark scarlet cloak with a medallion.
He glances to those around him, frowning. He doesn't know these people very well, and he doesn't particularly trust any of them. Especially the crew-they look a bit nasty. What he used to look like before...
Shut it, Kaos.
Kaos grunts and points towards Saolam. "Well. Looks like we're almost here." He sighs. "Although I am just stating the obvious."
Quick Wing walks towards them and says, "What is the Medallion for?" Keeping their voice polite, for introductions
Kaos nods quickly, politely, dismissively. "Simply something from my order. A gift given to me for this journey." His voice becomes bitter. "To... remember where I came from." He smiles quickly. "Sorry. Who might you be?"
"Just a priest, nothing much"
"And... your name?" He stares off into the distance before turning back. "My apologies. I am Kaos."
"You may call me Quick, or Wing, one of the two"
"Very well, Quick. What brings you to these parts?"
"A Vision"
"You're that type of priest, then?" Kaos, who had turned away to look at Saolam, turns back, frowning.
"Yes, I guess you can describe it like that"
"Politely, the only vision worth listening to is the one that comes from your eyes." He says, grunting. He appears to be showing more interest now.
"You may believe that, I respect that, but I can choose to believe differently if I want to."
"Hm..." He smiles grimly. "Not everyone is allowed to think what they want to think."
"Incorrect, you can always choose what to believe, but you might not be able to tell that to other people"
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Six years ago, Kaos never would have thought he'd be traveling to islands far away for his order. Kaos believed he would lead his order into the future, not lead himself to the island of Saolam. Of course then, he didn't know that Saolam existed. He was sheltered, brainwashed, puny. He still appeared to be brainwashed. But he knew better. He knew his order was not what they seemed. And he would have revenge.
Kaos is a short man with a lithe figure, his sweaty red skin shines in the light and he runs a hand down his bright golden horns. His amber eyes with diamond pupils flicker around. Naturally, Kaos is standing in a shadow, rubbing his arm. He had a nasty scar there, and it had started to hurt more and more as time went on. Covering his scar, Kaos wears a simple red suit and a dark scarlet cloak with a medallion.
He glances to those around him, frowning. He doesn't know these people very well, and he doesn't particularly trust any of them. Especially the crew-they look a bit nasty. What he used to look like before...
Shut it, Kaos.
Kaos grunts and points towards Saolam. "Well. Looks like we're almost here." He sighs. "Although I am just stating the obvious."
Quick Wing walks towards them and says, "What is the Medallion for?" Keeping their voice polite, for introductions
Kaos nods quickly, politely, dismissively. "Simply something from my order. A gift given to me for this journey." His voice becomes bitter. "To... remember where I came from." He smiles quickly. "Sorry. Who might you be?"
"Just a priest, nothing much"
"And... your name?" He stares off into the distance before turning back. "My apologies. I am Kaos."
"You may call me Quick, or Wing, one of the two"
"Very well, Quick. What brings you to these parts?"
"A Vision"
"You're that type of priest, then?" Kaos, who had turned away to look at Saolam, turns back, frowning.
"Yes, I guess you can describe it like that"
"Politely, the only vision worth listening to is the one that comes from your eyes." He says, grunting. He appears to be showing more interest now.
"You may believe that, I respect that, but I can choose to believe differently if I want to."
"Hm..." He smiles grimly. "Not everyone is allowed to think what they want to think."
"Incorrect, you can always choose what to believe, but you might not be able to tell that to other people"
"Telling is inevitable. I'm done with you. I don't speak to loons." He strides off.
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Six years ago, Kaos never would have thought he'd be traveling to islands far away for his order. Kaos believed he would lead his order into the future, not lead himself to the island of Saolam. Of course then, he didn't know that Saolam existed. He was sheltered, brainwashed, puny. He still appeared to be brainwashed. But he knew better. He knew his order was not what they seemed. And he would have revenge.
Kaos is a short man with a lithe figure, his sweaty red skin shines in the light and he runs a hand down his bright golden horns. His amber eyes with diamond pupils flicker around. Naturally, Kaos is standing in a shadow, rubbing his arm. He had a nasty scar there, and it had started to hurt more and more as time went on. Covering his scar, Kaos wears a simple red suit and a dark scarlet cloak with a medallion.
He glances to those around him, frowning. He doesn't know these people very well, and he doesn't particularly trust any of them. Especially the crew-they look a bit nasty. What he used to look like before...
Shut it, Kaos.
Kaos grunts and points towards Saolam. "Well. Looks like we're almost here." He sighs. "Although I am just stating the obvious."
Quick Wing walks towards them and says, "What is the Medallion for?" Keeping their voice polite, for introductions
Kaos nods quickly, politely, dismissively. "Simply something from my order. A gift given to me for this journey." His voice becomes bitter. "To... remember where I came from." He smiles quickly. "Sorry. Who might you be?"
"Just a priest, nothing much"
"And... your name?" He stares off into the distance before turning back. "My apologies. I am Kaos."
"You may call me Quick, or Wing, one of the two"
"Very well, Quick. What brings you to these parts?"
"A Vision"
"You're that type of priest, then?" Kaos, who had turned away to look at Saolam, turns back, frowning.
"Yes, I guess you can describe it like that"
"Politely, the only vision worth listening to is the one that comes from your eyes." He says, grunting. He appears to be showing more interest now.
"You may believe that, I respect that, but I can choose to believe differently if I want to."
"Hm..." He smiles grimly. "Not everyone is allowed to think what they want to think."
"Incorrect, you can always choose what to believe, but you might not be able to tell that to other people"
"Telling is inevitable. I'm done with you. I don't speak to loons." He strides off.
"Really? Loon, hm, that might not end well for you, but okay"
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Kaos stares on oblivious. He has no idea this person is important at all, and that's very clear.
He nods to Kaos, breathing a shaky breath. "Greetings."
Kaos nods back politely. He's noticed the other people's stares now, and seems quite curious about this strange person. "Greetings. I am Kaos, of the Brotherhood of Blood."
Escavald holds out a hand to shake. "I am Escavald Jahnn Vientrious, of the Vienalatri kingdom of the Vientrious family."
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Before going to talk with Kaos, Quick Wing gives them a dead eye stare, and then goes to talk with Kaos
Before Quick Wing goes to Kaos, Escavald stares back, clearly a mix between curious and annoyed.
Quick Wing returns the stare without blinking
Escavald raises his chin and exhales an annoyed breath.
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Before going to talk with Kaos, Quick Wing gives them a dead eye stare, and then goes to talk with Kaos
Before Quick Wing goes to Kaos, Escavald stares back, clearly a mix between curious and annoyed.
Quick Wing returns the stare without blinking
Escavald raises his chin and exhales an annoyed breath.
After talking to Kaos, Quick Wing walks towards them
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Before going to talk with Kaos, Quick Wing gives them a dead eye stare, and then goes to talk with Kaos
Before Quick Wing goes to Kaos, Escavald stares back, clearly a mix between curious and annoyed.
Quick Wing returns the stare without blinking
Escavald raises his chin and exhales an annoyed breath.
After talking to Kaos, Quick Wing walks towards them
He twists his head, annoyed. "Do we have a problem?"
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Kaos stares on oblivious. He has no idea this person is important at all, and that's very clear.
He nods to Kaos, breathing a shaky breath. "Greetings."
Kaos nods back politely. He's noticed the other people's stares now, and seems quite curious about this strange person. "Greetings. I am Kaos, of the Brotherhood of Blood."
Escavald holds out a hand to shake. "I am Escavald Jahnn Vientrious, of the Vienalatri kingdom of the Vientrious family."
"Hello, Escavald." Kaos takes his hand and shakes it firmly. His grip is a bit shaky, but still firm.
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
I'm debating whether or not Cain would be willing to affiliate with a royal tbh
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Kaos stares on oblivious. He has no idea this person is important at all, and that's very clear.
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
Before going to talk with Kaos, Quick Wing gives them a dead eye stare, and then goes to talk with Kaos
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
"Politely, the only vision worth listening to is the one that comes from your eyes." He says, grunting. He appears to be showing more interest now.
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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He nods to Kaos, breathing a shaky breath. "Greetings."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"You may believe that, I respect that, but I can choose to believe differently if I want to."
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Kaos nods back politely. He's noticed the other people's stares now, and seems quite curious about this strange person. "Greetings. I am Kaos, of the Brotherhood of Blood."
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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Before Quick Wing goes to Kaos, Escavald stares back, clearly a mix between curious and annoyed.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Quick Wing returns the stare without blinking
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
"Hm..." He smiles grimly. "Not everyone is allowed to think what they want to think."
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"Incorrect, you can always choose what to believe, but you might not be able to tell that to other people"
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
"Telling is inevitable. I'm done with you. I don't speak to loons." He strides off.
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"Really? Loon, hm, that might not end well for you, but okay"
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*make sure to cut quote chains*
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*Ooops*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Escavald holds out a hand to shake. "I am Escavald Jahnn Vientrious, of the Vienalatri kingdom of the Vientrious family."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Escavald raises his chin and exhales an annoyed breath.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
After talking to Kaos, Quick Wing walks towards them
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
He twists his head, annoyed. "Do we have a problem?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Hello, Escavald." Kaos takes his hand and shakes it firmly. His grip is a bit shaky, but still firm.
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!