*Time to stare aggressively at any vaguely avian thing!*
*Lol*
*Bro rly likes birbs*
*I'll make chicken nuggets out of the birbs π*
*But my dude is pretty much just a birb! :O*
*mmmmmmmmm*
*Would you eat a prince?*
*They taste good*
*Wanna make chicken out of Tara's prince Gato? π*
*YEAH!*
*If Cain and Gatos character get hungry we are eating Tara's character first π*
*yep!*
*Counterpoint- he can eat you. Shoot him, he'll fly away, and stalk you like some stuck up annoying petty blue-blooded $h!ty rich royal b!tch@$$ @$$h0le!*
*Time to stare aggressively at any vaguely avian thing!*
*Lol*
*Bro rly likes birbs*
*I'll make chicken nuggets out of the birbs π*
*But my dude is pretty much just a birb! :O*
*mmmmmmmmm*
*Would you eat a prince?*
*They taste good*
*Wanna make chicken out of Tara's prince Gato? π*
*YEAH!*
*If Cain and Gatos character get hungry we are eating Tara's character first π*
*yep!*
*Counterpoint- he can eat you. Shoot him, he'll fly away, and stalk you like some stuck up annoying petty blue-blooded $h!ty rich royal b!tch@$$ @$$h0le!*
*Not if we eat him first*
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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.
*Time to stare aggressively at any vaguely avian thing!*
*Lol*
*Bro rly likes birbs*
*I'll make chicken nuggets out of the birbs π*
*But my dude is pretty much just a birb! :O*
*mmmmmmmmm*
*Would you eat a prince?*
*They taste good*
*Wanna make chicken out of Tara's prince Gato? π*
*YEAH!*
*If Cain and Gatos character get hungry we are eating Tara's character first π*
*yep!*
*Counterpoint- he can eat you. Shoot him, he'll fly away, and stalk you like some stuck up annoying petty blue-blooded $h!ty rich royal b!tch@$$ @$$h0le!*
*Not if we eat him first*
*I don't think my character likes royals to begin with and besides it's two versus one and I'm sure one of us has some ranged options*
*Time to stare aggressively at any vaguely avian thing!*
*Lol*
*Bro rly likes birbs*
*I'll make chicken nuggets out of the birbs π*
*But my dude is pretty much just a birb! :O*
*mmmmmmmmm*
*Would you eat a prince?*
*They taste good*
*Wanna make chicken out of Tara's prince Gato? π*
*YEAH!*
*If Cain and Gatos character get hungry we are eating Tara's character first π*
*yep!*
*Counterpoint- he can eat you. Shoot him, he'll fly away, and stalk you like some stuck up annoying petty blue-blooded $h!ty rich royal b!tch@$$ @$$h0le!*
*Not if we eat him first*
*I don't think my character likes royals to begin with and besides it's two versus one and I'm sure one of us has some ranged options*
*Pretty sure that person is me*
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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.
*Time to stare aggressively at any vaguely avian thing!*
*Lol*
*Bro rly likes birbs*
*I'll make chicken nuggets out of the birbs π*
*But my dude is pretty much just a birb! :O*
*mmmmmmmmm*
*Would you eat a prince?*
*They taste good*
*Wanna make chicken out of Tara's prince Gato? π*
*YEAH!*
*If Cain and Gatos character get hungry we are eating Tara's character first π*
*yep!*
*Counterpoint- he can eat you. Shoot him, he'll fly away, and stalk you like some stuck up annoying petty blue-blooded $h!ty rich royal b!tch@$$ @$$h0le!*
*Not if we eat him first*
*I don't think my character likes royals to begin with and besides it's two versus one and I'm sure one of us has some ranged options*
*Time to stare aggressively at any vaguely avian thing!*
*Lol*
*Bro rly likes birbs*
*I'll make chicken nuggets out of the birbs π*
*But my dude is pretty much just a birb! :O*
*mmmmmmmmm*
*Would you eat a prince?*
*They taste good*
*Wanna make chicken out of Tara's prince Gato? π*
*YEAH!*
*If Cain and Gatos character get hungry we are eating Tara's character first π*
*yep!*
*Counterpoint- he can eat you. Shoot him, he'll fly away, and stalk you like some stuck up annoying petty blue-blooded $h!ty rich royal b!tch@$$ @$$h0le!*
*Not if we eat him first*
*I don't think my character likes royals to begin with and besides it's two versus one and I'm sure one of us has some ranged options*
*Me. I'm the warlock.*
*And me!*
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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.
It isn't long before the ship finally pulls into harbor, the hull cutting through the still choppy waves as the captain returns to their position at the helm to steer carefully into the docking bay. The city is active, even at this time of morning, evidenced by the streets filled with various food stands and people bustling about going along with their daily activities. Strangely, a majority of the carts and wagons seen in the area look to be pulled by... dinosaurs? Several riders mounted atop feathered reptiles trot down the cobbled streets between the stacks of buildings painted various bright colors, a canopy of leaves offering shade to the main passways.
The first mate barks a couple orders to the crew in Undercommon, as the majority of them move to start unloading their cargo. The captain stands near the ramp, gesturing to the party. "You're off first." She says flatly, eyeing each of them. "Try not to die while you're here."
The prince watches the dinosaurs with a curiosity, slowly walking off the ship. He turns to the captain, nodding grimly. His robe blows as he wanders off, and he stares to the trees, then back to the carts. He seems to be attempting to find any avian dinosaurs for some reason, and any dinosaurs that are relatives to modern birds, whether they be direct ancestors or somewhere else on the tree (like archaeopteryx), he seems to be trying to find them.
Perception check. The raptors are more reminiscent of birds than the other parasaurs and similar quadrupeds pulling a majority of the wagons, but they aren't quite birds.
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In the distance near the market area, there's several feathered, flying dinosaurs circling what looks to be an aviary judging from the glass dome and netting around the outside.
The prince walks out of the market and towards the aviary, smiling at the dinosaurs he has spotted.
*Sorry about the extended absence! I had to catch up on some work yesterday.*
Escavald heads deeper into the city, down into the Market District and through the other side, spotting several ongoing performances involving various circus-like tricks and exotic creatures, a few stands showcasing adventuring equipment and other travel supplies, and many, many places to buy food. The aviary is at the end of a rather wide street that opens up into a mini town square, the large dome-like structure fortified by tall brick walls and gated with two guards out front. Both are lightly armored, carrying pikes and dressed in painted metals arranged in feather-like patterns.
Kaos and Mad spot a few taverns, one just by the pier called The Sailor's Sorrow which looks to be a bit rustic from the outside and has a few patrons walking in and out, all dressed in similar uniform attire and likely harbor workers. There's a much larger tavern closer to the Market District, distinct from the harbor with its colors and bustling activity, a sign outside reading Woes Upon a Stormy Night with an emblem reminiscent of a pegasus. The people here appear to be dressed much more casually, though they all look to be armed in some way and their clothing is entirely foreign -- natives to Saolam, the both of them can guess. Mad also receives 10 gold for his shipment.
Cain needs to roll a Perception or Investigation check to find a smithy. He doesn't spot any right away from the harbor where he is.
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β Ξ΄ cyno β’ he/him β’ number one paladin fanΞ΄ β making a smoothie for meta ββββββ| EXTENDED SIG |ββββββ Ξ¦ β’ happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red β’ Ξ¦
*Sorry about the extended absence! I had to catch up on some work yesterday.*
Escavald heads deeper into the city, down into the Market District and through the other side, spotting several ongoing performances involving various circus-like tricks and exotic creatures, a few stands showcasing adventuring equipment and other travel supplies, and many, many places to buy food. The aviary is at the end of a rather wide street that opens up into a mini town square, the large dome-like structure fortified by tall brick walls and gated with two guards out front. Both are lightly armored, carrying pikes and dressed in painted metals arranged in feather-like patterns.
*It's fine, Cyno.*
Escavald is going to wave towards the guards, nodding slightly. "Hello! May I enter?" He says, whilst gesturing at the door.
*Sorry about the extended absence! I had to catch up on some work yesterday.*
Escavald heads deeper into the city, down into the Market District and through the other side, spotting several ongoing performances involving various circus-like tricks and exotic creatures, a few stands showcasing adventuring equipment and other travel supplies, and many, many places to buy food. The aviary is at the end of a rather wide street that opens up into a mini town square, the large dome-like structure fortified by tall brick walls and gated with two guards out front. Both are lightly armored, carrying pikes and dressed in painted metals arranged in feather-like patterns.
Kaos and Mad spot a few taverns, one just by the pier called The Sailor's Sorrow which looks to be a bit rustic from the outside and has a few patrons walking in and out, all dressed in similar uniform attire and likely harbor workers. There's a much larger tavern closer to the Market District, distinct from the harbor with its colors and bustling activity, a sign outside reading Woes Upon a Stormy Night with an emblem reminiscent of a pegasus. The people here appear to be dressed much more casually, though they all look to be armed in some way and their clothing is entirely foreign -- natives to Saolam, the both of them can guess. Mad also receives 10 gold for his shipment.
Cain needs to roll a Perception or Investigation check to find a smithy. He doesn't spot any right away from the harbor where he is.
*Totally okay! Hope your work went well!*
Kaos approaches The Sailorβs Sorrow and goes to the bar, checking for the cheapest drinks. Of course, his order would never approve, but Kaos did need to relax from time to time. He also tries to get a room.
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I hope y'all will remember me when I'm gone
(I'm gone now btw)
I may post occasionally? I won't roleplay though and I'll mostly post long essays about stuff you'll see eventually.
Escavald is going to wave towards the guards, nodding slightly. "Hello! May I enter?" He says, whilst gesturing at the door.
The one on the left, some sort of iguana lizardfolk with greenish orange overlapping scales, turns down to look at him for a moment. "Are you here to browse, buy, or retrieve one of your mounts?"
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β Ξ΄ cyno β’ he/him β’ number one paladin fanΞ΄ β making a smoothie for meta ββββββ| EXTENDED SIG |ββββββ Ξ¦ β’ happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red β’ Ξ¦
Kaos approaches The Sailorβs Sorrow and goes to the bar, checking for the cheapest drinks. Of course, his order would never approve, but Kaos did need to relax from time to time. He also tries to get a room.
*Still have some to do unfortunately :(*
The bartender, a gray skinned tiefling with a bleached leather jacket and buttoned up uniform shirt underneath, moves to go ahead and take his order. The cheapest drinks he can see are a couple plain shots, vodka, and a cheap beer. "Single room'll be 2 silver per night." The barkeep says, absently flipping the shaker in his hand. "Double costs 4 per night."
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β Ξ΄ cyno β’ he/him β’ number one paladin fanΞ΄ β making a smoothie for meta ββββββ| EXTENDED SIG |ββββββ Ξ¦ β’ happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red β’ Ξ¦
Escavald is going to wave towards the guards, nodding slightly. "Hello! May I enter?" He says, whilst gesturing at the door.
The one on the left, some sort of iguana lizardfolk with greenish orange overlapping scales, turns down to look at him for a moment. "Are you here to browse, buy, or retrieve one of your mounts?"
"Here to browse, and if I can, hopefully buy." He interlocks his fingers, shuts his eyes, then bows his head a slight bit.
"Here to browse, and if I can, hopefully buy." He interlocks his fingers, shuts his eyes, then bows his head a slight bit.
The lizardfolk glances at the second guard, their face obscured by a helmet. "Name for the registry then, please. You have one hour to browse before checking in again, to prevent too many people inside at once. Scares the pteradons."
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β Ξ΄ cyno β’ he/him β’ number one paladin fanΞ΄ β making a smoothie for meta ββββββ| EXTENDED SIG |ββββββ Ξ¦ β’ happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red β’ Ξ¦
"Here to browse, and if I can, hopefully buy." He interlocks his fingers, shuts his eyes, then bows his head a slight bit.
The lizardfolk glances at the second guard, their face obscured by a helmet. "Name for the registry then, please. You have one hour to browse before checking in again, to prevent too many people inside at once. Scares the pteradons."
"Understood. I am Prince Escavald Jahnn Vientrious." He nods to the second guard.
"Understood. I am Prince Escavald Jahnn Vientrious." He nods to the second guard.
The lizardfolk stares for a moment, blinking. "Prince? Of... where?" The second guard gestures with their pike, pulling a chain to open the front gates as the metal scrapes against the stone floor to reveal a longer hallway inside. "Go on inside. And don't touch the dinosaurs."
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β Ξ΄ cyno β’ he/him β’ number one paladin fanΞ΄ β making a smoothie for meta ββββββ| EXTENDED SIG |ββββββ Ξ¦ β’ happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red β’ Ξ¦
Kaos approaches The Sailorβs Sorrow and goes to the bar, checking for the cheapest drinks. Of course, his order would never approve, but Kaos did need to relax from time to time. He also tries to get a room.
*Still have some to do unfortunately :(*
The bartender, a gray skinned tiefling with a bleached leather jacket and buttoned up uniform shirt underneath, moves to go ahead and take his order. The cheapest drinks he can see are a couple plain shots, vodka, and a cheap beer. "Single room'll be 2 silver per night." The barkeep says, absently flipping the shaker in his hand. "Double costs 4 per night."
βIβll take a single.β Kaos grunts. βCan I get some beer?β He slides the coin across the table, huffing.
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I hope y'all will remember me when I'm gone
(I'm gone now btw)
I may post occasionally? I won't roleplay though and I'll mostly post long essays about stuff you'll see eventually.
"Understood. I am Prince Escavald Jahnn Vientrious." He nods to the second guard.
The lizardfolk stares for a moment, blinking. "Prince? Of... where?" The second guard gestures with their pike, pulling a chain to open the front gates as the metal scrapes against the stone floor to reveal a longer hallway inside. "Go on inside. And don't touch the dinosaurs."
"A small kingdom a few ways away from here." He nods to the guard. "Understood." Before walking into the gates.
Madmardigyn enters sailors sorrow as well. He goes to the bartender, and (background pirate) expects to be handed a drink compliments of the house. He asks, βmate, any good jobs about or juicy gossip?β, and pulls out some silver coins to more than compensate for the drink and info.
*Counterpoint- he can eat you. Shoot him, he'll fly away, and stalk you like some stuck up annoying petty blue-blooded $h!ty rich royal b!tch@$$ @$$h0le!*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
ππ€ππ€ π©·ππ
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.
*Not if we eat him first*
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.
*I don't think my character likes royals to begin with and besides it's two versus one and I'm sure one of us has some ranged options*
Extended signature
*Pretty sure that person is me*
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.
*Me. I'm the warlock.*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
ππ€ππ€ π©·ππ
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.
*gotta love how we immediately started discussing who we are going to eat if we are hungry π*
Extended signature
*And me!*
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.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
ππ€ππ€ π©·ππ
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.
*Sorry about the extended absence! I had to catch up on some work yesterday.*
Escavald heads deeper into the city, down into the Market District and through the other side, spotting several ongoing performances involving various circus-like tricks and exotic creatures, a few stands showcasing adventuring equipment and other travel supplies, and many, many places to buy food. The aviary is at the end of a rather wide street that opens up into a mini town square, the large dome-like structure fortified by tall brick walls and gated with two guards out front. Both are lightly armored, carrying pikes and dressed in painted metals arranged in feather-like patterns.
Kaos and Mad spot a few taverns, one just by the pier called The Sailor's Sorrow which looks to be a bit rustic from the outside and has a few patrons walking in and out, all dressed in similar uniform attire and likely harbor workers. There's a much larger tavern closer to the Market District, distinct from the harbor with its colors and bustling activity, a sign outside reading Woes Upon a Stormy Night with an emblem reminiscent of a pegasus. The people here appear to be dressed much more casually, though they all look to be armed in some way and their clothing is entirely foreign -- natives to Saolam, the both of them can guess. Mad also receives 10 gold for his shipment.
Cain needs to roll a Perception or Investigation check to find a smithy. He doesn't spot any right away from the harbor where he is.
β Ξ΄ cyno β’ he/him β’ number one paladin fan Ξ΄ β
making a smoothie for meta
ββββββ| EXTENDED SIG |ββββββ
Ξ¦ β’ happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red β’ Ξ¦
*It's fine, Cyno.*
Escavald is going to wave towards the guards, nodding slightly. "Hello! May I enter?" He says, whilst gesturing at the door.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
ππ€ππ€ π©·ππ
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.
*Totally okay! Hope your work went well!*
Kaos approaches The Sailorβs Sorrow and goes to the bar, checking for the cheapest drinks. Of course, his order would never approve, but Kaos did need to relax from time to time. He also tries to get a room.
I hope y'all will remember me when I'm gone
(I'm gone now btw)
I may post occasionally? I won't roleplay though and I'll mostly post long essays about stuff you'll see eventually.
The one on the left, some sort of iguana lizardfolk with greenish orange overlapping scales, turns down to look at him for a moment. "Are you here to browse, buy, or retrieve one of your mounts?"
β Ξ΄ cyno β’ he/him β’ number one paladin fan Ξ΄ β
making a smoothie for meta
ββββββ| EXTENDED SIG |ββββββ
Ξ¦ β’ happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red β’ Ξ¦
*Still have some to do unfortunately :(*
The bartender, a gray skinned tiefling with a bleached leather jacket and buttoned up uniform shirt underneath, moves to go ahead and take his order. The cheapest drinks he can see are a couple plain shots, vodka, and a cheap beer. "Single room'll be 2 silver per night." The barkeep says, absently flipping the shaker in his hand. "Double costs 4 per night."
β Ξ΄ cyno β’ he/him β’ number one paladin fan Ξ΄ β
making a smoothie for meta
ββββββ| EXTENDED SIG |ββββββ
Ξ¦ β’ happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red β’ Ξ¦
"Here to browse, and if I can, hopefully buy." He interlocks his fingers, shuts his eyes, then bows his head a slight bit.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
ππ€ππ€ π©·ππ
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.
The lizardfolk glances at the second guard, their face obscured by a helmet. "Name for the registry then, please. You have one hour to browse before checking in again, to prevent too many people inside at once. Scares the pteradons."
β Ξ΄ cyno β’ he/him β’ number one paladin fan Ξ΄ β
making a smoothie for meta
ββββββ| EXTENDED SIG |ββββββ
Ξ¦ β’ happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red β’ Ξ¦
"Understood. I am Prince Escavald Jahnn Vientrious." He nods to the second guard.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
ππ€ππ€ π©·ππ
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.
The lizardfolk stares for a moment, blinking. "Prince? Of... where?" The second guard gestures with their pike, pulling a chain to open the front gates as the metal scrapes against the stone floor to reveal a longer hallway inside. "Go on inside. And don't touch the dinosaurs."
β Ξ΄ cyno β’ he/him β’ number one paladin fan Ξ΄ β
making a smoothie for meta
ββββββ| EXTENDED SIG |ββββββ
Ξ¦ β’ happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red β’ Ξ¦
βIβll take a single.β Kaos grunts. βCan I get some beer?β He slides the coin across the table, huffing.
I hope y'all will remember me when I'm gone
(I'm gone now btw)
I may post occasionally? I won't roleplay though and I'll mostly post long essays about stuff you'll see eventually.
"A small kingdom a few ways away from here." He nods to the guard. "Understood." Before walking into the gates.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
ππ€ππ€ π©·ππ
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.
Madmardigyn enters sailors sorrow as well. He goes to the bartender, and (background pirate) expects to be handed a drink compliments of the house. He asks, βmate, any good jobs about or juicy gossip?β, and pulls out some silver coins to more than compensate for the drink and info.