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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

 "I'm sorry, I don't mean to wake her up" he said and grabbed some bandages from his bag and started wrapped his waist and stomach.

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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

 "I'm sorry, I don't mean to wake her up" he said and grabbed some bandages from his bag and started wrapped his waist and stomach.

 She continues snoring. Wormorn poked her, and she was still asleep.

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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

 "I'm sorry, I don't mean to wake her up" he said and grabbed some bandages from his bag and started wrapped his waist and stomach.

 She continues snoring. Wormorn poked her, and she was still asleep.

 The man smiled, now fully bandaging his stomach. "sorry for the intrusion as well, I'm Harper" he said and smiled again

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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

 "I'm sorry, I don't mean to wake her up" he said and grabbed some bandages from his bag and started wrapped his waist and stomach.

 She continues snoring. Wormorn poked her, and she was still asleep.

 The man smiled, now fully bandaging his stomach. "sorry for the intrusion as well, I'm Harper" he said and smiled again

 They sounded like a different young woman. "Wormorn." He pointed at the goblin on the table. "She's Zylna."

Solanar comes downstairs and sees wounded guy “Want that healing process sped up considerably?”

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 "if you could friend?' He said and chuckled nervously

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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

 "I'm sorry, I don't mean to wake her up" he said and grabbed some bandages from his bag and started wrapped his waist and stomach.

 She continues snoring. Wormorn poked her, and she was still asleep.

 The man smiled, now fully bandaging his stomach. "sorry for the intrusion as well, I'm Harper" he said and smiled again

 They sounded like a different young woman. "Wormorn." He pointed at the goblin on the table. "She's Zylna."

 "cool" he said and grinned from ear to ear

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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

 "I'm sorry, I don't mean to wake her up" he said and grabbed some bandages from his bag and started wrapped his waist and stomach.

 She continues snoring. Wormorn poked her, and she was still asleep.

 The man smiled, now fully bandaging his stomach. "sorry for the intrusion as well, I'm Harper" he said and smiled again

 They sounded like a different young woman. "Wormorn." He pointed at the goblin on the table. "She's Zylna."

 "cool" he said and grinned from ear to ear

 "Cool." He sounded exactly like Harper.

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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

 "I'm sorry, I don't mean to wake her up" he said and grabbed some bandages from his bag and started wrapped his waist and stomach.

 She continues snoring. Wormorn poked her, and she was still asleep.

 The man smiled, now fully bandaging his stomach. "sorry for the intrusion as well, I'm Harper" he said and smiled again

 They sounded like a different young woman. "Wormorn." He pointed at the goblin on the table. "She's Zylna."

 "cool" he said and grinned from ear to ear

 "Cool." He sounded exactly like Harper.

 Harper raised both his eyebrows. He was confused for a second then realized that he was a Kenku and it was normal to mimic

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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

 "I'm sorry, I don't mean to wake her up" he said and grabbed some bandages from his bag and started wrapped his waist and stomach.

 She continues snoring. Wormorn poked her, and she was still asleep.

 The man smiled, now fully bandaging his stomach. "sorry for the intrusion as well, I'm Harper" he said and smiled again

 They sounded like a different young woman. "Wormorn." He pointed at the goblin on the table. "She's Zylna."

 "cool" he said and grinned from ear to ear

 "Cool." He sounded exactly like Harper.

 Harper raised both his eyebrows. He was confused for a second then realized that he was a Kenku and it was normal to mimic

 Zylna turned in her sleep, knocking a cup off the table and making if clang to the floor loudly. Wormorn jumped a bit at the sudden noise, but Zylna continued snoring.

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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

 "I'm sorry, I don't mean to wake her up" he said and grabbed some bandages from his bag and started wrapped his waist and stomach.

 She continues snoring. Wormorn poked her, and she was still asleep.

 The man smiled, now fully bandaging his stomach. "sorry for the intrusion as well, I'm Harper" he said and smiled again

 They sounded like a different young woman. "Wormorn." He pointed at the goblin on the table. "She's Zylna."

 "cool" he said and grinned from ear to ear

 "Cool." He sounded exactly like Harper.

 Harper raised both his eyebrows. He was confused for a second then realized that he was a Kenku and it was normal to mimic

 Zylna turned in her sleep, knocking a cup off the table and making if clang to the floor loudly. Wormorn jumped a bit at the sudden noise, but Zylna continued snoring.

 Harper stooped down and picked up the pieces

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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

 "I'm sorry, I don't mean to wake her up" he said and grabbed some bandages from his bag and started wrapped his waist and stomach.

 She continues snoring. Wormorn poked her, and she was still asleep.

 The man smiled, now fully bandaging his stomach. "sorry for the intrusion as well, I'm Harper" he said and smiled again

 They sounded like a different young woman. "Wormorn." He pointed at the goblin on the table. "She's Zylna."

 "cool" he said and grinned from ear to ear

 "Cool." He sounded exactly like Harper.

 Harper raised both his eyebrows. He was confused for a second then realized that he was a Kenku and it was normal to mimic

 Zylna turned in her sleep, knocking a cup off the table and making if clang to the floor loudly. Wormorn jumped a bit at the sudden noise, but Zylna continued snoring.

 Harper stooped down and picked up the pieces

 Zylna turned again, this time falling off the table onto Harper.

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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

 "I'm sorry, I don't mean to wake her up" he said and grabbed some bandages from his bag and started wrapped his waist and stomach.

 She continues snoring. Wormorn poked her, and she was still asleep.

 The man smiled, now fully bandaging his stomach. "sorry for the intrusion as well, I'm Harper" he said and smiled again

 They sounded like a different young woman. "Wormorn." He pointed at the goblin on the table. "She's Zylna."

 "cool" he said and grinned from ear to ear

 "Cool." He sounded exactly like Harper.

 Harper raised both his eyebrows. He was confused for a second then realized that he was a Kenku and it was normal to mimic

 Zylna turned in her sleep, knocking a cup off the table and making if clang to the floor loudly. Wormorn jumped a bit at the sudden noise, but Zylna continued snoring.

 Harper stooped down and picked up the pieces

 Zylna turned again, this time falling off the table onto Harper.

 Haroer yelps slightly, more surprised because of a goblin falling on him. He gently holds her and sets her back on the table 

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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

 "I'm sorry, I don't mean to wake her up" he said and grabbed some bandages from his bag and started wrapped his waist and stomach.

 She continues snoring. Wormorn poked her, and she was still asleep.

 The man smiled, now fully bandaging his stomach. "sorry for the intrusion as well, I'm Harper" he said and smiled again

 They sounded like a different young woman. "Wormorn." He pointed at the goblin on the table. "She's Zylna."

 "cool" he said and grinned from ear to ear

 "Cool." He sounded exactly like Harper.

 Harper raised both his eyebrows. He was confused for a second then realized that he was a Kenku and it was normal to mimic

 Zylna turned in her sleep, knocking a cup off the table and making if clang to the floor loudly. Wormorn jumped a bit at the sudden noise, but Zylna continued snoring.

 Harper stooped down and picked up the pieces

 Zylna turned again, this time falling off the table onto Harper.

 Haroer yelps slightly, more surprised because of a goblin falling on him. He gently holds her and sets her back on the table 

 Suddenly, she sits up and looks around, already alert.

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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

 "I'm sorry, I don't mean to wake her up" he said and grabbed some bandages from his bag and started wrapped his waist and stomach.

 She continues snoring. Wormorn poked her, and she was still asleep.

 The man smiled, now fully bandaging his stomach. "sorry for the intrusion as well, I'm Harper" he said and smiled again

 They sounded like a different young woman. "Wormorn." He pointed at the goblin on the table. "She's Zylna."

 "cool" he said and grinned from ear to ear

 "Cool." He sounded exactly like Harper.

 Harper raised both his eyebrows. He was confused for a second then realized that he was a Kenku and it was normal to mimic

 Zylna turned in her sleep, knocking a cup off the table and making if clang to the floor loudly. Wormorn jumped a bit at the sudden noise, but Zylna continued snoring.

 Harper stooped down and picked up the pieces

 Zylna turned again, this time falling off the table onto Harper.

 Haroer yelps slightly, more surprised because of a goblin falling on him. He gently holds her and sets her back on the table 

 Suddenly, she sits up and looks around, already alert.

 Harper smiles and waves. He quickly takes off his jacket and looks it over "I must clean this" he sighed, leaning back in his chair, in his tanktop

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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

 "I'm sorry, I don't mean to wake her up" he said and grabbed some bandages from his bag and started wrapped his waist and stomach.

 She continues snoring. Wormorn poked her, and she was still asleep.

 The man smiled, now fully bandaging his stomach. "sorry for the intrusion as well, I'm Harper" he said and smiled again

 They sounded like a different young woman. "Wormorn." He pointed at the goblin on the table. "She's Zylna."

 "cool" he said and grinned from ear to ear

 "Cool." He sounded exactly like Harper.

 Harper raised both his eyebrows. He was confused for a second then realized that he was a Kenku and it was normal to mimic

 Zylna turned in her sleep, knocking a cup off the table and making if clang to the floor loudly. Wormorn jumped a bit at the sudden noise, but Zylna continued snoring.

 Harper stooped down and picked up the pieces

 Zylna turned again, this time falling off the table onto Harper.

 Haroer yelps slightly, more surprised because of a goblin falling on him. He gently holds her and sets her back on the table 

 Suddenly, she sits up and looks around, already alert.

 Harper smiles and waves. He quickly takes off his jacket and looks it over "I must clean this" he sighed, leaning back in his chair, in his tanktop

 She squints at him and rubs her eyes. "Who're you?"

**THREAD ANNOUNCEMENT**

Please forgive my tardiness in this announcement. PVP is back but please keep in mind the rules we have for pvp and have fun!

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-good morrow-

Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them. 

Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.

 

-new boy-

A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair. 

As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail. 

 Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."

 The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out. 

 Wormorn pet his head.

 The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side

 He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."

 The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked 

 "I do not know." He repeats. Zylnas' snoring pauses at the table bump, but she continues.

 "I'm sorry, I don't mean to wake her up" he said and grabbed some bandages from his bag and started wrapped his waist and stomach.

 She continues snoring. Wormorn poked her, and she was still asleep.

 The man smiled, now fully bandaging his stomach. "sorry for the intrusion as well, I'm Harper" he said and smiled again

 They sounded like a different young woman. "Wormorn." He pointed at the goblin on the table. "She's Zylna."

 "cool" he said and grinned from ear to ear

 "Cool." He sounded exactly like Harper.

 Harper raised both his eyebrows. He was confused for a second then realized that he was a Kenku and it was normal to mimic

 Zylna turned in her sleep, knocking a cup off the table and making if clang to the floor loudly. Wormorn jumped a bit at the sudden noise, but Zylna continued snoring.

 Harper stooped down and picked up the pieces

 Zylna turned again, this time falling off the table onto Harper.

 Haroer yelps slightly, more surprised because of a goblin falling on him. He gently holds her and sets her back on the table 

 Suddenly, she sits up and looks around, already alert.

 Harper smiles and waves. He quickly takes off his jacket and looks it over "I must clean this" he sighed, leaning back in his chair, in his tanktop

 She squints at him and rubs her eyes. "Who're you?"

 "I'm harper!" He said and did a little salute. 

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**THREAD ANNOUNCEMENT**

Please forgive my tardiness in this announcement. PVP is back but please keep in mind the rules we have for pvp and have fun!

 *Understood, BH!*