A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
She takes a few swallows of it. "Nothin' like some good drinks after you finish up a job." After finishing cleaning her katana, she sheathes it back and lays it in her lap.
"may I ask what that job was?" He says and chuckles, putting up a slim plated finger to the brim of the helmet "or is it hush-hush?"
"Had to kill a couple o' schmucks stepping onto my employers territory. I'm open 'bout my line o' work, ever want someone killed, I'm ya gal."
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A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
She takes a few swallows of it. "Nothin' like some good drinks after you finish up a job." After finishing cleaning her katana, she sheathes it back and lays it in her lap.
"may I ask what that job was?" He says and chuckles, putting up a slim plated finger to the brim of the helmet "or is it hush-hush?"
"Had to kill a couple o' schmucks stepping onto my employers territory. I'm open 'bout my line o' work, ever want someone killed, I'm ya gal."
"your not the only killer in here" he said and chuckled again. "im what you call a gun slinger, a rogue bounty hunter"
A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
She takes a few swallows of it. "Nothin' like some good drinks after you finish up a job." After finishing cleaning her katana, she sheathes it back and lays it in her lap.
"may I ask what that job was?" He says and chuckles, putting up a slim plated finger to the brim of the helmet "or is it hush-hush?"
"Had to kill a couple o' schmucks stepping onto my employers territory. I'm open 'bout my line o' work, ever want someone killed, I'm ya gal."
"your not the only killer in here" he said and chuckled again. "im what you call a gun slinger, a rogue bounty hunter"
She takes another few swallows of her drink. Then she looks Kalon up and down. "Name's Honey Blood, though you can call me Honey if ya want, what's yours?"
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A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
She takes a few swallows of it. "Nothin' like some good drinks after you finish up a job." After finishing cleaning her katana, she sheathes it back and lays it in her lap.
"may I ask what that job was?" He says and chuckles, putting up a slim plated finger to the brim of the helmet "or is it hush-hush?"
"Had to kill a couple o' schmucks stepping onto my employers territory. I'm open 'bout my line o' work, ever want someone killed, I'm ya gal."
"your not the only killer in here" he said and chuckled again. "im what you call a gun slinger, a rogue bounty hunter"
She takes another few swallows of her drink. Then she looks Kalon up and down. "Name's Honey Blood, though you can call me Honey if ya want, what's yours?"
"Names Kalon miss" he said, he had a slight country accent.
A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
She takes a few swallows of it. "Nothin' like some good drinks after you finish up a job." After finishing cleaning her katana, she sheathes it back and lays it in her lap.
"may I ask what that job was?" He says and chuckles, putting up a slim plated finger to the brim of the helmet "or is it hush-hush?"
"Had to kill a couple o' schmucks stepping onto my employers territory. I'm open 'bout my line o' work, ever want someone killed, I'm ya gal."
"your not the only killer in here" he said and chuckled again. "im what you call a gun slinger, a rogue bounty hunter"
She takes another few swallows of her drink. Then she looks Kalon up and down. "Name's Honey Blood, though you can call me Honey if ya want, what's yours?"
"Names Kalon miss" he said, he had a slight country accent.
"Well, Kalon, how much do ya enjoy your job?" She gestures around the tavern.
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A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
She takes a few swallows of it. "Nothin' like some good drinks after you finish up a job." After finishing cleaning her katana, she sheathes it back and lays it in her lap.
"may I ask what that job was?" He says and chuckles, putting up a slim plated finger to the brim of the helmet "or is it hush-hush?"
"Had to kill a couple o' schmucks stepping onto my employers territory. I'm open 'bout my line o' work, ever want someone killed, I'm ya gal."
"your not the only killer in here" he said and chuckled again. "im what you call a gun slinger, a rogue bounty hunter"
She takes another few swallows of her drink. Then she looks Kalon up and down. "Name's Honey Blood, though you can call me Honey if ya want, what's yours?"
"Names Kalon miss" he said, he had a slight country accent.
"Well, Kalon, how much do ya enjoy your job?" She gestures around the tavern.
"pays well I gotta say" he says and laughs to himself "but if anyone came in here looking for a fight, I know they wouldn't last long"
A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
She takes a few swallows of it. "Nothin' like some good drinks after you finish up a job." After finishing cleaning her katana, she sheathes it back and lays it in her lap.
"may I ask what that job was?" He says and chuckles, putting up a slim plated finger to the brim of the helmet "or is it hush-hush?"
"Had to kill a couple o' schmucks stepping onto my employers territory. I'm open 'bout my line o' work, ever want someone killed, I'm ya gal."
"your not the only killer in here" he said and chuckled again. "im what you call a gun slinger, a rogue bounty hunter"
She takes another few swallows of her drink. Then she looks Kalon up and down. "Name's Honey Blood, though you can call me Honey if ya want, what's yours?"
"Names Kalon miss" he said, he had a slight country accent.
"Well, Kalon, how much do ya enjoy your job?" She gestures around the tavern.
"pays well I gotta say" he says and laughs to himself "but if anyone came in here looking for a fight, I know they wouldn't last long"
She laughs a bit. "How's that?"
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A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
She takes a few swallows of it. "Nothin' like some good drinks after you finish up a job." After finishing cleaning her katana, she sheathes it back and lays it in her lap.
"may I ask what that job was?" He says and chuckles, putting up a slim plated finger to the brim of the helmet "or is it hush-hush?"
"Had to kill a couple o' schmucks stepping onto my employers territory. I'm open 'bout my line o' work, ever want someone killed, I'm ya gal."
"your not the only killer in here" he said and chuckled again. "im what you call a gun slinger, a rogue bounty hunter"
She takes another few swallows of her drink. Then she looks Kalon up and down. "Name's Honey Blood, though you can call me Honey if ya want, what's yours?"
"Names Kalon miss" he said, he had a slight country accent.
"Well, Kalon, how much do ya enjoy your job?" She gestures around the tavern.
"pays well I gotta say" he says and laughs to himself "but if anyone came in here looking for a fight, I know they wouldn't last long"
She laughs a bit. "How's that?"
"look around Ya, most people come here to get away from their towns" he said leaning on the bar "most are killer's, abusers, druggies, and other things"
A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
She takes a few swallows of it. "Nothin' like some good drinks after you finish up a job." After finishing cleaning her katana, she sheathes it back and lays it in her lap.
"may I ask what that job was?" He says and chuckles, putting up a slim plated finger to the brim of the helmet "or is it hush-hush?"
"Had to kill a couple o' schmucks stepping onto my employers territory. I'm open 'bout my line o' work, ever want someone killed, I'm ya gal."
"your not the only killer in here" he said and chuckled again. "im what you call a gun slinger, a rogue bounty hunter"
She takes another few swallows of her drink. Then she looks Kalon up and down. "Name's Honey Blood, though you can call me Honey if ya want, what's yours?"
"Names Kalon miss" he said, he had a slight country accent.
"Well, Kalon, how much do ya enjoy your job?" She gestures around the tavern.
"pays well I gotta say" he says and laughs to himself "but if anyone came in here looking for a fight, I know they wouldn't last long"
She laughs a bit. "How's that?"
"look around Ya, most people come here to get away from their towns" he said leaning on the bar "most are killer's, abusers, druggies, and other things"
She laughs again. "I s'pose you have a point there, and I'm no exception to that list either."
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A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
She takes a few swallows of it. "Nothin' like some good drinks after you finish up a job." After finishing cleaning her katana, she sheathes it back and lays it in her lap.
"may I ask what that job was?" He says and chuckles, putting up a slim plated finger to the brim of the helmet "or is it hush-hush?"
"Had to kill a couple o' schmucks stepping onto my employers territory. I'm open 'bout my line o' work, ever want someone killed, I'm ya gal."
"your not the only killer in here" he said and chuckled again. "im what you call a gun slinger, a rogue bounty hunter"
She takes another few swallows of her drink. Then she looks Kalon up and down. "Name's Honey Blood, though you can call me Honey if ya want, what's yours?"
"Names Kalon miss" he said, he had a slight country accent.
"Well, Kalon, how much do ya enjoy your job?" She gestures around the tavern.
"pays well I gotta say" he says and laughs to himself "but if anyone came in here looking for a fight, I know they wouldn't last long"
She laughs a bit. "How's that?"
"look around Ya, most people come here to get away from their towns" he said leaning on the bar "most are killer's, abusers, druggies, and other things"
She laughs again. "I s'pose you have a point there, and I'm no exception to that list either."
"everyone has a dark side, whether they want to admit it or not" he said, cleaning a cup. "I guess im one of them as well" he opened his jacket a bit, dual pistols sat in a shoulder holster.
A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
She takes a few swallows of it. "Nothin' like some good drinks after you finish up a job." After finishing cleaning her katana, she sheathes it back and lays it in her lap.
"may I ask what that job was?" He says and chuckles, putting up a slim plated finger to the brim of the helmet "or is it hush-hush?"
"Had to kill a couple o' schmucks stepping onto my employers territory. I'm open 'bout my line o' work, ever want someone killed, I'm ya gal."
"your not the only killer in here" he said and chuckled again. "im what you call a gun slinger, a rogue bounty hunter"
She takes another few swallows of her drink. Then she looks Kalon up and down. "Name's Honey Blood, though you can call me Honey if ya want, what's yours?"
"Names Kalon miss" he said, he had a slight country accent.
"Well, Kalon, how much do ya enjoy your job?" She gestures around the tavern.
"pays well I gotta say" he says and laughs to himself "but if anyone came in here looking for a fight, I know they wouldn't last long"
She laughs a bit. "How's that?"
"look around Ya, most people come here to get away from their towns" he said leaning on the bar "most are killer's, abusers, druggies, and other things"
She laughs again. "I s'pose you have a point there, and I'm no exception to that list either."
"everyone has a dark side, whether they want to admit it or not" he said, cleaning a cup. "I guess im one of them as well" he opened his jacket a bit, dual pistols sat in a shoulder holster.
"I like my dark side, it's what keeps me goin' in this world."
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A woman with long brown hair walks into the tavern, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. In her left hand she carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots.
kalon looks up, a question mark pops up on his screen. he stops cleaning and hangs up the rag he had
"Hey, there barkeep, got any thing good?" Her accent is vaguely irish.
He stopped for a moment, a file was downloading on the screen. suddenly he stood up, "we have a Varity of beers and other drinks, i can get ya something hard or something easy"
"Give me something in between, then I'll build up to somethin' hard." She sits down at a stool and unsheathes her katana, which had a lot of bloodstains on it, and cleans it with a rag.
"very well" he goes over to multiple kegs on the side way and starts with an Irish cream
She takes a few swallows of it. "Nothin' like some good drinks after you finish up a job." After finishing cleaning her katana, she sheathes it back and lays it in her lap.
"may I ask what that job was?" He says and chuckles, putting up a slim plated finger to the brim of the helmet "or is it hush-hush?"
"Had to kill a couple o' schmucks stepping onto my employers territory. I'm open 'bout my line o' work, ever want someone killed, I'm ya gal."
"your not the only killer in here" he said and chuckled again. "im what you call a gun slinger, a rogue bounty hunter"
She takes another few swallows of her drink. Then she looks Kalon up and down. "Name's Honey Blood, though you can call me Honey if ya want, what's yours?"
"Names Kalon miss" he said, he had a slight country accent.
"Well, Kalon, how much do ya enjoy your job?" She gestures around the tavern.
"pays well I gotta say" he says and laughs to himself "but if anyone came in here looking for a fight, I know they wouldn't last long"
She laughs a bit. "How's that?"
"look around Ya, most people come here to get away from their towns" he said leaning on the bar "most are killer's, abusers, druggies, and other things"
She laughs again. "I s'pose you have a point there, and I'm no exception to that list either."
"everyone has a dark side, whether they want to admit it or not" he said, cleaning a cup. "I guess im one of them as well" he opened his jacket a bit, dual pistols sat in a shoulder holster.
"I like my dark side, it's what keeps me goin' in this world."
A human in a dark trench coat enters the tavern. He's wearing gloves over his hands, and has a belt wrapped around his chest, with strange charms on them
A human in a dark trench coat enters the tavern. He's wearing gloves over his hands, and has a belt wrapped around his chest, with strange charms on them
A human in a dark trench coat enters the tavern. He's wearing gloves over his hands, and has a belt wrapped around his chest, with strange charms on them
Kalon looks up and tilts his head
Honey blood turns around an looks around as well.
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A human in a dark trench coat enters the tavern. He's wearing gloves over his hands, and has a belt wrapped around his chest, with strange charms on them
Kalon looks up and tilts his head
Honey blood turns around an looks around as well.
Kalon spoke up "who're ya?" he asked and put a smile up on his screen
A human in a dark trench coat enters the tavern. He's wearing gloves over his hands, and has a belt wrapped around his chest, with strange charms on them
A human in a dark trench coat enters the tavern. He's wearing gloves over his hands, and has a belt wrapped around his chest, with strange charms on them
Kalon looks up and tilts his head
Honey blood turns around an looks around as well.
He nods to them and sits at the bar, "Hello."
"Hey there, stranger."
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A human in a dark trench coat enters the tavern. He's wearing gloves over his hands, and has a belt wrapped around his chest, with strange charms on them
A human in a dark trench coat enters the tavern. He's wearing gloves over his hands, and has a belt wrapped around his chest, with strange charms on them
Kalon looks up and tilts his head
Honey blood turns around an looks around as well.
He nods to them and sits at the bar, "Hello."
"Hey there, stranger."
*Need a description of Honey Blood?*
*Sure.*
"This place is rather interesting."
*A woman with long brown hair, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. She carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots. Her voice sounds vaguely irish.*
"I've only just got here as well, but I like it." She takes a few sips of her drink.
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"Had to kill a couple o' schmucks stepping onto my employers territory. I'm open 'bout my line o' work, ever want someone killed, I'm ya gal."
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"your not the only killer in here" he said and chuckled again. "im what you call a gun slinger, a rogue bounty hunter"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She takes another few swallows of her drink. Then she looks Kalon up and down. "Name's Honey Blood, though you can call me Honey if ya want, what's yours?"
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"Names Kalon miss" he said, he had a slight country accent.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Well, Kalon, how much do ya enjoy your job?" She gestures around the tavern.
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"pays well I gotta say" he says and laughs to himself "but if anyone came in here looking for a fight, I know they wouldn't last long"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She laughs a bit. "How's that?"
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"look around Ya, most people come here to get away from their towns" he said leaning on the bar "most are killer's, abusers, druggies, and other things"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She laughs again. "I s'pose you have a point there, and I'm no exception to that list either."
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"everyone has a dark side, whether they want to admit it or not" he said, cleaning a cup. "I guess im one of them as well" he opened his jacket a bit, dual pistols sat in a shoulder holster.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I like my dark side, it's what keeps me goin' in this world."
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"got that right" he said and chuckled
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
A human in a dark trench coat enters the tavern. He's wearing gloves over his hands, and has a belt wrapped around his chest, with strange charms on them
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Kalon looks up and tilts his head
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Honey blood turns around an looks around as well.
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Kalon spoke up "who're ya?" he asked and put a smile up on his screen
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He nods to them and sits at the bar, "Hello."
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"Hey there, stranger."
*Need a description of Honey Blood?*
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*Sure.*
"This place is rather interesting."
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Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
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*A woman with long brown hair, she has a cloth eye-patch with strings at the four corners over her left eye, and her right eye is a chocolaty brown. She carries a katana with a wooden sheath. She has on a tight set of leather armor, with a deep red cloth acting as a belt. She has on a pair of laced boots. Her voice sounds vaguely irish.*
"I've only just got here as well, but I like it." She takes a few sips of her drink.
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