Casmir is sitting on top of the crows nest, spreading his wings and overlooking the area under and around him. He took a contented deep breath. exhaling in a relaxed way. "I feel like I'm on top of the world." He speaks to himself.
Angie, who was outside as well, spies him and flaps her bird like wings, flying up. she smiles and blinks her golden cat eyes "Hi there Teifling!" she said
He looks over at her, partly surprised, but relaxed enough that he doesn't seem very bothered. "Hello?"
"Who are you?" she asked,
"I'm Casmir, part of the crew on this ship. Who're you?"
"Im angel, but you can call me Angie" she said with a grin.
"Okay, Angie. Um, why did you fly all the way up here just to talk to me?"
"Because, i have never seen a golden teifling before" she said
He seemed a little confused. "I'm not... golden?"
*Ach, sorry it took me a while, I'm doing a huge post right now.*
*wasnt he golden or am i thinking of another character*
*Another character, probably the golden teifling in the other tavern. I never made a golden teifling.*
*then i am stupid dumb dumb*
"quite sorry, through my eyes, all things look gold"
"That's okay." He looked back to the view.
Angie just floated there
"So, the view is nice."
"agreed" she said "do you get much time to relax?"
"Actually, yes."
"Really?" she asked, narrowing her eyes
"Yep, really. I imagine it'll change when we set sail, but for now, there isn't much work for me other than be a lookout or go get something."
"we then good for you child" she said
"Child? I beg your pardon?"
"Yes child, How old are you?"
"29. How old are you?"
"309" she said with a cattish grin
"How long does your species usually live?"
"we live up to be 100 but I am no longer alive technically, im what people call a fallen angel"
"Ah, that explains the wings. So, you're an old hag for your race, then?" He smiled cheekily.
She chuckles "I look 30 when in reality I am 309, so yes"
"Guess I'll be calling you Gram-Gram from now on." He chuckles.
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Casmir is sitting on top of the crows nest, spreading his wings and overlooking the area under and around him. He took a contented deep breath. exhaling in a relaxed way. "I feel like I'm on top of the world." He speaks to himself.
Angie, who was outside as well, spies him and flaps her bird like wings, flying up. she smiles and blinks her golden cat eyes "Hi there Teifling!" she said
He looks over at her, partly surprised, but relaxed enough that he doesn't seem very bothered. "Hello?"
"Who are you?" she asked,
"I'm Casmir, part of the crew on this ship. Who're you?"
"Im angel, but you can call me Angie" she said with a grin.
"Okay, Angie. Um, why did you fly all the way up here just to talk to me?"
"Because, i have never seen a golden teifling before" she said
He seemed a little confused. "I'm not... golden?"
*Ach, sorry it took me a while, I'm doing a huge post right now.*
*wasnt he golden or am i thinking of another character*
*Another character, probably the golden teifling in the other tavern. I never made a golden teifling.*
*then i am stupid dumb dumb*
"quite sorry, through my eyes, all things look gold"
"That's okay." He looked back to the view.
Angie just floated there
"So, the view is nice."
"agreed" she said "do you get much time to relax?"
"Actually, yes."
"Really?" she asked, narrowing her eyes
"Yep, really. I imagine it'll change when we set sail, but for now, there isn't much work for me other than be a lookout or go get something."
"we then good for you child" she said
"Child? I beg your pardon?"
"Yes child, How old are you?"
"29. How old are you?"
"309" she said with a cattish grin
"How long does your species usually live?"
"we live up to be 100 but I am no longer alive technically, im what people call a fallen angel"
"Ah, that explains the wings. So, you're an old hag for your race, then?" He smiled cheekily.
She chuckles "I look 30 when in reality I am 309, so yes"
"Guess I'll be calling you Gram-Gram from now on." He chuckles.
" I could push you off this roost" she said and chuckled
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
Casmir is sitting on top of the crows nest, spreading his wings and overlooking the area under and around him. He took a contented deep breath. exhaling in a relaxed way. "I feel like I'm on top of the world." He speaks to himself.
Angie, who was outside as well, spies him and flaps her bird like wings, flying up. she smiles and blinks her golden cat eyes "Hi there Teifling!" she said
He looks over at her, partly surprised, but relaxed enough that he doesn't seem very bothered. "Hello?"
"Who are you?" she asked,
"I'm Casmir, part of the crew on this ship. Who're you?"
"Im angel, but you can call me Angie" she said with a grin.
"Okay, Angie. Um, why did you fly all the way up here just to talk to me?"
"Because, i have never seen a golden teifling before" she said
He seemed a little confused. "I'm not... golden?"
*Ach, sorry it took me a while, I'm doing a huge post right now.*
*wasnt he golden or am i thinking of another character*
*Another character, probably the golden teifling in the other tavern. I never made a golden teifling.*
*then i am stupid dumb dumb*
"quite sorry, through my eyes, all things look gold"
"That's okay." He looked back to the view.
Angie just floated there
"So, the view is nice."
"agreed" she said "do you get much time to relax?"
"Actually, yes."
"Really?" she asked, narrowing her eyes
"Yep, really. I imagine it'll change when we set sail, but for now, there isn't much work for me other than be a lookout or go get something."
"we then good for you child" she said
"Child? I beg your pardon?"
"Yes child, How old are you?"
"29. How old are you?"
"309" she said with a cattish grin
"How long does your species usually live?"
"we live up to be 100 but I am no longer alive technically, im what people call a fallen angel"
"Ah, that explains the wings. So, you're an old hag for your race, then?" He smiled cheekily.
She chuckles "I look 30 when in reality I am 309, so yes"
"Guess I'll be calling you Gram-Gram from now on." He chuckles.
" I could push you off this roost" she said and chuckled
"I have wings, just like you." He spread them a bit more, almost as big as his smile.
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A man walks in. He holds his cloak close to protect him from the bitter cold. A bow and a quiver of arrows is slung over his back along with a backpack.
A man walks in. He holds his cloak close to protect him from the bitter cold. A bow and a quiver of arrows is slung over his back along with a backpack.
Kalon watches him before standing up.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
Casmir is sitting on top of the crows nest, spreading his wings and overlooking the area under and around him. He took a contented deep breath. exhaling in a relaxed way. "I feel like I'm on top of the world." He speaks to himself.
Angie, who was outside as well, spies him and flaps her bird like wings, flying up. she smiles and blinks her golden cat eyes "Hi there Teifling!" she said
He looks over at her, partly surprised, but relaxed enough that he doesn't seem very bothered. "Hello?"
"Who are you?" she asked,
"I'm Casmir, part of the crew on this ship. Who're you?"
"Im angel, but you can call me Angie" she said with a grin.
"Okay, Angie. Um, why did you fly all the way up here just to talk to me?"
"Because, i have never seen a golden teifling before" she said
He seemed a little confused. "I'm not... golden?"
*Ach, sorry it took me a while, I'm doing a huge post right now.*
*wasnt he golden or am i thinking of another character*
*Another character, probably the golden teifling in the other tavern. I never made a golden teifling.*
*then i am stupid dumb dumb*
"quite sorry, through my eyes, all things look gold"
"That's okay." He looked back to the view.
Angie just floated there
"So, the view is nice."
"agreed" she said "do you get much time to relax?"
"Actually, yes."
"Really?" she asked, narrowing her eyes
"Yep, really. I imagine it'll change when we set sail, but for now, there isn't much work for me other than be a lookout or go get something."
"we then good for you child" she said
"Child? I beg your pardon?"
"Yes child, How old are you?"
"29. How old are you?"
"309" she said with a cattish grin
"How long does your species usually live?"
"we live up to be 100 but I am no longer alive technically, im what people call a fallen angel"
"Ah, that explains the wings. So, you're an old hag for your race, then?" He smiled cheekily.
She chuckles "I look 30 when in reality I am 309, so yes"
"Guess I'll be calling you Gram-Gram from now on." He chuckles.
" I could push you off this roost" she said and chuckled
"I have wings, just like you." He spread them a bit more, almost as big as his smile.
"I know that" she chuckled
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
Casmir is sitting on top of the crows nest, spreading his wings and overlooking the area under and around him. He took a contented deep breath. exhaling in a relaxed way. "I feel like I'm on top of the world." He speaks to himself.
Angie, who was outside as well, spies him and flaps her bird like wings, flying up. she smiles and blinks her golden cat eyes "Hi there Teifling!" she said
He looks over at her, partly surprised, but relaxed enough that he doesn't seem very bothered. "Hello?"
"Who are you?" she asked,
"I'm Casmir, part of the crew on this ship. Who're you?"
"Im angel, but you can call me Angie" she said with a grin.
"Okay, Angie. Um, why did you fly all the way up here just to talk to me?"
"Because, i have never seen a golden teifling before" she said
He seemed a little confused. "I'm not... golden?"
*Ach, sorry it took me a while, I'm doing a huge post right now.*
*wasnt he golden or am i thinking of another character*
*Another character, probably the golden teifling in the other tavern. I never made a golden teifling.*
*then i am stupid dumb dumb*
"quite sorry, through my eyes, all things look gold"
"That's okay." He looked back to the view.
Angie just floated there
"So, the view is nice."
"agreed" she said "do you get much time to relax?"
"Actually, yes."
"Really?" she asked, narrowing her eyes
"Yep, really. I imagine it'll change when we set sail, but for now, there isn't much work for me other than be a lookout or go get something."
"we then good for you child" she said
"Child? I beg your pardon?"
"Yes child, How old are you?"
"29. How old are you?"
"309" she said with a cattish grin
"How long does your species usually live?"
"we live up to be 100 but I am no longer alive technically, im what people call a fallen angel"
"Ah, that explains the wings. So, you're an old hag for your race, then?" He smiled cheekily.
She chuckles "I look 30 when in reality I am 309, so yes"
"Guess I'll be calling you Gram-Gram from now on." He chuckles.
" I could push you off this roost" she said and chuckled
"I have wings, just like you." He spread them a bit more, almost as big as his smile.
"I know that" she chuckled
"So pushing me would just be useless."
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Casmir is sitting on top of the crows nest, spreading his wings and overlooking the area under and around him. He took a contented deep breath. exhaling in a relaxed way. "I feel like I'm on top of the world." He speaks to himself.
Angie, who was outside as well, spies him and flaps her bird like wings, flying up. she smiles and blinks her golden cat eyes "Hi there Teifling!" she said
He looks over at her, partly surprised, but relaxed enough that he doesn't seem very bothered. "Hello?"
"Who are you?" she asked,
"I'm Casmir, part of the crew on this ship. Who're you?"
"Im angel, but you can call me Angie" she said with a grin.
"Okay, Angie. Um, why did you fly all the way up here just to talk to me?"
"Because, i have never seen a golden teifling before" she said
He seemed a little confused. "I'm not... golden?"
*Ach, sorry it took me a while, I'm doing a huge post right now.*
*wasnt he golden or am i thinking of another character*
*Another character, probably the golden teifling in the other tavern. I never made a golden teifling.*
*then i am stupid dumb dumb*
"quite sorry, through my eyes, all things look gold"
"That's okay." He looked back to the view.
Angie just floated there
"So, the view is nice."
"agreed" she said "do you get much time to relax?"
"Actually, yes."
"Really?" she asked, narrowing her eyes
"Yep, really. I imagine it'll change when we set sail, but for now, there isn't much work for me other than be a lookout or go get something."
"we then good for you child" she said
"Child? I beg your pardon?"
"Yes child, How old are you?"
"29. How old are you?"
"309" she said with a cattish grin
"How long does your species usually live?"
"we live up to be 100 but I am no longer alive technically, im what people call a fallen angel"
"Ah, that explains the wings. So, you're an old hag for your race, then?" He smiled cheekily.
She chuckles "I look 30 when in reality I am 309, so yes"
"Guess I'll be calling you Gram-Gram from now on." He chuckles.
" I could push you off this roost" she said and chuckled
"I have wings, just like you." He spread them a bit more, almost as big as his smile.
"I know that" she chuckled
"So pushing me would just be useless."
"you sure?" she asked, unsheathing her small claws.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
Casmir is sitting on top of the crows nest, spreading his wings and overlooking the area under and around him. He took a contented deep breath. exhaling in a relaxed way. "I feel like I'm on top of the world." He speaks to himself.
Angie, who was outside as well, spies him and flaps her bird like wings, flying up. she smiles and blinks her golden cat eyes "Hi there Teifling!" she said
He looks over at her, partly surprised, but relaxed enough that he doesn't seem very bothered. "Hello?"
"Who are you?" she asked,
"I'm Casmir, part of the crew on this ship. Who're you?"
"Im angel, but you can call me Angie" she said with a grin.
"Okay, Angie. Um, why did you fly all the way up here just to talk to me?"
"Because, i have never seen a golden teifling before" she said
He seemed a little confused. "I'm not... golden?"
*Ach, sorry it took me a while, I'm doing a huge post right now.*
*wasnt he golden or am i thinking of another character*
*Another character, probably the golden teifling in the other tavern. I never made a golden teifling.*
*then i am stupid dumb dumb*
"quite sorry, through my eyes, all things look gold"
"That's okay." He looked back to the view.
Angie just floated there
"So, the view is nice."
"agreed" she said "do you get much time to relax?"
"Actually, yes."
"Really?" she asked, narrowing her eyes
"Yep, really. I imagine it'll change when we set sail, but for now, there isn't much work for me other than be a lookout or go get something."
"we then good for you child" she said
"Child? I beg your pardon?"
"Yes child, How old are you?"
"29. How old are you?"
"309" she said with a cattish grin
"How long does your species usually live?"
"we live up to be 100 but I am no longer alive technically, im what people call a fallen angel"
"Ah, that explains the wings. So, you're an old hag for your race, then?" He smiled cheekily.
She chuckles "I look 30 when in reality I am 309, so yes"
"Guess I'll be calling you Gram-Gram from now on." He chuckles.
" I could push you off this roost" she said and chuckled
"I have wings, just like you." He spread them a bit more, almost as big as his smile.
"I know that" she chuckled
"So pushing me would just be useless."
"you sure?" she asked, unsheathing her small claws.
"Yep, it'll only bring me enjoyment to fall."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Casmir is sitting on top of the crows nest, spreading his wings and overlooking the area under and around him. He took a contented deep breath. exhaling in a relaxed way. "I feel like I'm on top of the world." He speaks to himself.
Angie, who was outside as well, spies him and flaps her bird like wings, flying up. she smiles and blinks her golden cat eyes "Hi there Teifling!" she said
He looks over at her, partly surprised, but relaxed enough that he doesn't seem very bothered. "Hello?"
"Who are you?" she asked,
"I'm Casmir, part of the crew on this ship. Who're you?"
"Im angel, but you can call me Angie" she said with a grin.
"Okay, Angie. Um, why did you fly all the way up here just to talk to me?"
"Because, i have never seen a golden teifling before" she said
He seemed a little confused. "I'm not... golden?"
*Ach, sorry it took me a while, I'm doing a huge post right now.*
*wasnt he golden or am i thinking of another character*
*Another character, probably the golden teifling in the other tavern. I never made a golden teifling.*
*then i am stupid dumb dumb*
"quite sorry, through my eyes, all things look gold"
"That's okay." He looked back to the view.
Angie just floated there
"So, the view is nice."
"agreed" she said "do you get much time to relax?"
"Actually, yes."
"Really?" she asked, narrowing her eyes
"Yep, really. I imagine it'll change when we set sail, but for now, there isn't much work for me other than be a lookout or go get something."
"we then good for you child" she said
"Child? I beg your pardon?"
"Yes child, How old are you?"
"29. How old are you?"
"309" she said with a cattish grin
"How long does your species usually live?"
"we live up to be 100 but I am no longer alive technically, im what people call a fallen angel"
"Ah, that explains the wings. So, you're an old hag for your race, then?" He smiled cheekily.
She chuckles "I look 30 when in reality I am 309, so yes"
"Guess I'll be calling you Gram-Gram from now on." He chuckles.
" I could push you off this roost" she said and chuckled
"I have wings, just like you." He spread them a bit more, almost as big as his smile.
"I know that" she chuckled
"So pushing me would just be useless."
"you sure?" she asked, unsheathing her small claws.
"Yep, it'll only bring me enjoyment to fall."
She tackles him
*im going to say this is a unarmed attack. roll str 18 *
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
Casmir is sitting on top of the crows nest, spreading his wings and overlooking the area under and around him. He took a contented deep breath. exhaling in a relaxed way. "I feel like I'm on top of the world." He speaks to himself.
Angie, who was outside as well, spies him and flaps her bird like wings, flying up. she smiles and blinks her golden cat eyes "Hi there Teifling!" she said
He looks over at her, partly surprised, but relaxed enough that he doesn't seem very bothered. "Hello?"
"Who are you?" she asked,
"I'm Casmir, part of the crew on this ship. Who're you?"
"Im angel, but you can call me Angie" she said with a grin.
"Okay, Angie. Um, why did you fly all the way up here just to talk to me?"
"Because, i have never seen a golden teifling before" she said
He seemed a little confused. "I'm not... golden?"
*Ach, sorry it took me a while, I'm doing a huge post right now.*
*wasnt he golden or am i thinking of another character*
*Another character, probably the golden teifling in the other tavern. I never made a golden teifling.*
*then i am stupid dumb dumb*
"quite sorry, through my eyes, all things look gold"
"That's okay." He looked back to the view.
Angie just floated there
"So, the view is nice."
"agreed" she said "do you get much time to relax?"
"Actually, yes."
"Really?" she asked, narrowing her eyes
"Yep, really. I imagine it'll change when we set sail, but for now, there isn't much work for me other than be a lookout or go get something."
"we then good for you child" she said
"Child? I beg your pardon?"
"Yes child, How old are you?"
"29. How old are you?"
"309" she said with a cattish grin
"How long does your species usually live?"
"we live up to be 100 but I am no longer alive technically, im what people call a fallen angel"
"Ah, that explains the wings. So, you're an old hag for your race, then?" He smiled cheekily.
She chuckles "I look 30 when in reality I am 309, so yes"
"Guess I'll be calling you Gram-Gram from now on." He chuckles.
" I could push you off this roost" she said and chuckled
"I have wings, just like you." He spread them a bit more, almost as big as his smile.
"I know that" she chuckled
"So pushing me would just be useless."
"you sure?" she asked, unsheathing her small claws.
"Yep, it'll only bring me enjoyment to fall."
She tackles him
*im going to say this is a unarmed attack. roll str 18 *
7
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Casmir is sitting on top of the crows nest, spreading his wings and overlooking the area under and around him. He took a contented deep breath. exhaling in a relaxed way. "I feel like I'm on top of the world." He speaks to himself.
Angie, who was outside as well, spies him and flaps her bird like wings, flying up. she smiles and blinks her golden cat eyes "Hi there Teifling!" she said
He looks over at her, partly surprised, but relaxed enough that he doesn't seem very bothered. "Hello?"
"Who are you?" she asked,
"I'm Casmir, part of the crew on this ship. Who're you?"
"Im angel, but you can call me Angie" she said with a grin.
"Okay, Angie. Um, why did you fly all the way up here just to talk to me?"
"Because, i have never seen a golden teifling before" she said
He seemed a little confused. "I'm not... golden?"
*Ach, sorry it took me a while, I'm doing a huge post right now.*
*wasnt he golden or am i thinking of another character*
*Another character, probably the golden teifling in the other tavern. I never made a golden teifling.*
*then i am stupid dumb dumb*
"quite sorry, through my eyes, all things look gold"
"That's okay." He looked back to the view.
Angie just floated there
"So, the view is nice."
"agreed" she said "do you get much time to relax?"
"Actually, yes."
"Really?" she asked, narrowing her eyes
"Yep, really. I imagine it'll change when we set sail, but for now, there isn't much work for me other than be a lookout or go get something."
"we then good for you child" she said
"Child? I beg your pardon?"
"Yes child, How old are you?"
"29. How old are you?"
"309" she said with a cattish grin
"How long does your species usually live?"
"we live up to be 100 but I am no longer alive technically, im what people call a fallen angel"
"Ah, that explains the wings. So, you're an old hag for your race, then?" He smiled cheekily.
She chuckles "I look 30 when in reality I am 309, so yes"
"Guess I'll be calling you Gram-Gram from now on." He chuckles.
" I could push you off this roost" she said and chuckled
"I have wings, just like you." He spread them a bit more, almost as big as his smile.
"I know that" she chuckled
"So pushing me would just be useless."
"you sure?" she asked, unsheathing her small claws.
"Yep, it'll only bring me enjoyment to fall."
She tackles him
*im going to say this is a unarmed attack. roll str 18 *
22
*well gosh darn it*
She passes right past him, notices that she failed and turned around like a cat does
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
Casmir is sitting on top of the crows nest, spreading his wings and overlooking the area under and around him. He took a contented deep breath. exhaling in a relaxed way. "I feel like I'm on top of the world." He speaks to himself.
Angie, who was outside as well, spies him and flaps her bird like wings, flying up. she smiles and blinks her golden cat eyes "Hi there Teifling!" she said
He looks over at her, partly surprised, but relaxed enough that he doesn't seem very bothered. "Hello?"
"Who are you?" she asked,
"I'm Casmir, part of the crew on this ship. Who're you?"
"Im angel, but you can call me Angie" she said with a grin.
"Okay, Angie. Um, why did you fly all the way up here just to talk to me?"
"Because, i have never seen a golden teifling before" she said
He seemed a little confused. "I'm not... golden?"
*Ach, sorry it took me a while, I'm doing a huge post right now.*
*wasnt he golden or am i thinking of another character*
*Another character, probably the golden teifling in the other tavern. I never made a golden teifling.*
*then i am stupid dumb dumb*
"quite sorry, through my eyes, all things look gold"
"That's okay." He looked back to the view.
Angie just floated there
"So, the view is nice."
"agreed" she said "do you get much time to relax?"
"Actually, yes."
"Really?" she asked, narrowing her eyes
"Yep, really. I imagine it'll change when we set sail, but for now, there isn't much work for me other than be a lookout or go get something."
"we then good for you child" she said
"Child? I beg your pardon?"
"Yes child, How old are you?"
"29. How old are you?"
"309" she said with a cattish grin
"How long does your species usually live?"
"we live up to be 100 but I am no longer alive technically, im what people call a fallen angel"
"Ah, that explains the wings. So, you're an old hag for your race, then?" He smiled cheekily.
She chuckles "I look 30 when in reality I am 309, so yes"
"Guess I'll be calling you Gram-Gram from now on." He chuckles.
" I could push you off this roost" she said and chuckled
"I have wings, just like you." He spread them a bit more, almost as big as his smile.
"I know that" she chuckled
"So pushing me would just be useless."
"you sure?" she asked, unsheathing her small claws.
"Yep, it'll only bring me enjoyment to fall."
She tackles him
*im going to say this is a unarmed attack. roll str 18 *
22
*well gosh darn it*
She passes right past him, notices that she failed and turned around like a cat does
He smiles and chuckles. "You have fun?"
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"Guess I'll be calling you Gram-Gram from now on." He chuckles.
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
" I could push you off this roost" she said and chuckled
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I have wings, just like you." He spread them a bit more, almost as big as his smile.
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A man walks in. He holds his cloak close to protect him from the bitter cold. A bow and a quiver of arrows is slung over his back along with a backpack.
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"Why in the 9 hells does it always have to be so cold?" he mutters.
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Kalon watches him before standing up.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
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"I know that" she chuckled
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
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Theren walks to an unoccupied table and sits down.
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"So pushing me would just be useless."
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"you sure?" she asked, unsheathing her small claws.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
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Kalon walks over and smiles "Hey there"
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
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"Yep, it'll only bring me enjoyment to fall."
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Theren looks up with the hood still over his head clearly hiding something. "Hello." he mutters
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She tackles him
*im going to say this is a unarmed attack. roll str 18 *
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
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*well gosh darn it*
She passes right past him, notices that she failed and turned around like a cat does
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
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He smiles and chuckles. "You have fun?"
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Theren mutters in old elvish while watching the two mess around. "What idiots."
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Elise is wandering around
Kyaru and Bloodfang were trying not to remind themselves of a tragedy
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
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