The leonin sits at the bar, getting a very strong drink
The woman looked over and smiled. "I approve."
"And... Who exactly are you?"
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Aedwolf is reading looking well-rested after actually sleeping last night
Tiamor is drinking something strong
Galen is hanging out in a tree out back
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A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
"quite sorry" he said and messed with his glove ends "just wanting to say good morning"
She huffs, and drinks the rest of her coffee. "Well, you've said it."
"sorry" he said and backed up a bit "I didn't mean to be rude"
"You just gonna back off like that? Why's this place full of wimps?" She got off her chair and walked over to him, standing in all of her 5'10 glory. "You got fire? Or are you just some cold ashes?"
He opens his mouth, it has three rows of sharp teeth. He coughs suddenly, small sparks of fire come out as he covers his mouth and sneezing like a kitten.
She busted out laughing. "Gods, that was hilarious!"
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A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
"quite sorry" he said and messed with his glove ends "just wanting to say good morning"
She huffs, and drinks the rest of her coffee. "Well, you've said it."
"sorry" he said and backed up a bit "I didn't mean to be rude"
"You just gonna back off like that? Why's this place full of wimps?" She got off her chair and walked over to him, standing in all of her 5'10 glory. "You got fire? Or are you just some cold ashes?"
He opens his mouth, it has three rows of sharp teeth. He coughs suddenly, small sparks of fire come out as he covers his mouth and sneezing like a kitten.
She busted out laughing. "Gods, that was hilarious!"
"sorry.." He said and coughed again then smiled "fire!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Aedwolf is reading, looking well-rested after actually sleeping last night
Tiamor is drinking something strong
Galen is hanging out in a tree out back
Blaine waves at Aedwolf
Aedwolf waves back, putting his book down.
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Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
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The leonin sits at the bar, getting a very strong drink
The woman looked over and smiled. "I approve."
"And... Who exactly are you?"
"Sharlene Fireborn. Finally, I meet someone with a bit of fire in them."
"You can call me Zetan. Zetan Strikepride."
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
"quite sorry" he said and messed with his glove ends "just wanting to say good morning"
She huffs, and drinks the rest of her coffee. "Well, you've said it."
"sorry" he said and backed up a bit "I didn't mean to be rude"
"You just gonna back off like that? Why's this place full of wimps?" She got off her chair and walked over to him, standing in all of her 5'10 glory. "You got fire? Or are you just some cold ashes?"
He opens his mouth, it has three rows of sharp teeth. He coughs suddenly, small sparks of fire come out as he covers his mouth and sneezing like a kitten.
She busted out laughing. "Gods, that was hilarious!"
"sorry.." He said and coughed again then smiled "fire!"
"More like weak sparks!" She hopped on the bar and stood up to eye-level with him. "The only thing in this world that I hate more than weaklings are weaklings who pretend to be strong."
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The leonin sits at the bar, getting a very strong drink
The woman looked over and smiled. "I approve."
"And... Who exactly are you?"
"Sharlene Fireborn. Finally, I meet someone with a bit of fire in them."
"You can call me Zetan. Zetan Strikepride."
"Well, Zetan, I have a feeling we're gonna get along famously!"
"... And why exactly is that?" He takes a long drink
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
"quite sorry" he said and messed with his glove ends "just wanting to say good morning"
She huffs, and drinks the rest of her coffee. "Well, you've said it."
"sorry" he said and backed up a bit "I didn't mean to be rude"
"You just gonna back off like that? Why's this place full of wimps?" She got off her chair and walked over to him, standing in all of her 5'10 glory. "You got fire? Or are you just some cold ashes?"
He opens his mouth, it has three rows of sharp teeth. He coughs suddenly, small sparks of fire come out as he covers his mouth and sneezing like a kitten.
She busted out laughing. "Gods, that was hilarious!"
"sorry.." He said and coughed again then smiled "fire!"
"More like weak sparks!" She hopped on the bar and stood up to eye-level with him. "The only thing in this world that I hate more than weaklings are weaklings who pretend to be strong."
He tilts his head "I don't consider myself a weakling. I'm strong when I want to be." He said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The leonin sits at the bar, getting a very strong drink
The woman looked over and smiled. "I approve."
"And... Who exactly are you?"
"Sharlene Fireborn. Finally, I meet someone with a bit of fire in them."
"You can call me Zetan. Zetan Strikepride."
"Well, Zetan, I have a feeling we're gonna get along famously!"
"... And why exactly is that?" He takes a long drink
"FIRE! I can tell just by looking at you that you at least have some fight in you! That is what I look for in people." She dryly chuckles, looking around. "And I haven't seen that much here, yet."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
"quite sorry" he said and messed with his glove ends "just wanting to say good morning"
She huffs, and drinks the rest of her coffee. "Well, you've said it."
"sorry" he said and backed up a bit "I didn't mean to be rude"
"You just gonna back off like that? Why's this place full of wimps?" She got off her chair and walked over to him, standing in all of her 5'10 glory. "You got fire? Or are you just some cold ashes?"
He opens his mouth, it has three rows of sharp teeth. He coughs suddenly, small sparks of fire come out as he covers his mouth and sneezing like a kitten.
She busted out laughing. "Gods, that was hilarious!"
"sorry.." He said and coughed again then smiled "fire!"
"More like weak sparks!" She hopped on the bar and stood up to eye-level with him. "The only thing in this world that I hate more than weaklings are weaklings who pretend to be strong."
He tilts his head "I don't consider myself a weakling. I'm strong when I want to be." He said
"And it's that mindset that makes you weak! Sure, you might have physical strength, but where's your spirit?!" She crossed her arms. "If you don't have spirit, you might as well be fed to the wolves."
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
"quite sorry" he said and messed with his glove ends "just wanting to say good morning"
She huffs, and drinks the rest of her coffee. "Well, you've said it."
"sorry" he said and backed up a bit "I didn't mean to be rude"
"You just gonna back off like that? Why's this place full of wimps?" She got off her chair and walked over to him, standing in all of her 5'10 glory. "You got fire? Or are you just some cold ashes?"
He opens his mouth, it has three rows of sharp teeth. He coughs suddenly, small sparks of fire come out as he covers his mouth and sneezing like a kitten.
She busted out laughing. "Gods, that was hilarious!"
"sorry.." He said and coughed again then smiled "fire!"
"More like weak sparks!" She hopped on the bar and stood up to eye-level with him. "The only thing in this world that I hate more than weaklings are weaklings who pretend to be strong."
He tilts his head "I don't consider myself a weakling. I'm strong when I want to be." He said
"And it's that mindset that makes you weak! Sure, you might have physical strength, but where's your spirit?!" She crossed her arms. "If you don't have spirit, you might as well be fed to the wolves."
"what if I don't want to be, what if I like being this type of strong compared to completely strong. I'm fine like this." He says and chuckles "plus wolves are nice. Their fluffy"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The leonin sits at the bar, getting a very strong drink
The woman looked over and smiled. "I approve."
"And... Who exactly are you?"
"Sharlene Fireborn. Finally, I meet someone with a bit of fire in them."
"You can call me Zetan. Zetan Strikepride."
"Well, Zetan, I have a feeling we're gonna get along famously!"
"... And why exactly is that?" He takes a long drink
"FIRE! I can tell just by looking at you that you at least have some fight in you! That is what I look for in people." She dryly chuckles, looking around. "And I haven't seen that much here, yet."
"Hm.... Thats an interesting way of putting it" He smiles, showing his fangs. Theyre much more canine than leonins are....
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
"quite sorry" he said and messed with his glove ends "just wanting to say good morning"
She huffs, and drinks the rest of her coffee. "Well, you've said it."
"sorry" he said and backed up a bit "I didn't mean to be rude"
"You just gonna back off like that? Why's this place full of wimps?" She got off her chair and walked over to him, standing in all of her 5'10 glory. "You got fire? Or are you just some cold ashes?"
He opens his mouth, it has three rows of sharp teeth. He coughs suddenly, small sparks of fire come out as he covers his mouth and sneezing like a kitten.
She busted out laughing. "Gods, that was hilarious!"
"sorry.." He said and coughed again then smiled "fire!"
"More like weak sparks!" She hopped on the bar and stood up to eye-level with him. "The only thing in this world that I hate more than weaklings are weaklings who pretend to be strong."
He tilts his head "I don't consider myself a weakling. I'm strong when I want to be." He said
"And it's that mindset that makes you weak! Sure, you might have physical strength, but where's your spirit?!" She crossed her arms. "If you don't have spirit, you might as well be fed to the wolves."
"what if I don't want to be, what if I like being this type of strong compared to completely strong. I'm fine like this." He says and chuckles "plus wolves are nice. Their fluffy"
Zetan chuckles
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
"And... Who exactly are you?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
Aedwolf is reading looking well-rested after actually sleeping last night
Tiamor is drinking something strong
Galen is hanging out in a tree out back
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
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She busted out laughing. "Gods, that was hilarious!"
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Sharlene Fireborn. Finally, I meet someone with a bit of fire in them."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Blaine waves at Aedwolf
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"sorry.." He said and coughed again then smiled "fire!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Aedwolf waves back, putting his book down.
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
"You can call me Zetan. Zetan Strikepride."
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"More like weak sparks!" She hopped on the bar and stood up to eye-level with him. "The only thing in this world that I hate more than weaklings are weaklings who pretend to be strong."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Well, Zetan, I have a feeling we're gonna get along famously!"
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Blaine puts on a shirt and walks over. He smiles "hey there, looks like ya slept"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"... And why exactly is that?" He takes a long drink
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
He tilts his head "I don't consider myself a weakling. I'm strong when I want to be." He said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"FIRE! I can tell just by looking at you that you at least have some fight in you! That is what I look for in people." She dryly chuckles, looking around. "And I haven't seen that much here, yet."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"And it's that mindset that makes you weak! Sure, you might have physical strength, but where's your spirit?!" She crossed her arms. "If you don't have spirit, you might as well be fed to the wolves."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"I did and I feel better already."
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
"what if I don't want to be, what if I like being this type of strong compared to completely strong. I'm fine like this." He says and chuckles "plus wolves are nice. Their fluffy"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Hm.... Thats an interesting way of putting it" He smiles, showing his fangs. Theyre much more canine than leonins are....
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
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Zetan chuckles
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
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"good." He said and sat down. He passed a drink to Aedwolf and smiled.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]