*good afternoon, I have awoke. From a short nap but still tired*
*Well if you are still tired, we can rp later*
*Nah its all good. I've been wanting to one-shot some characters*
*Sure. lysander will interact with whoever you want*
*most of them are characters (some I have thought up for awhile while others are more recent) that I plan on using once as a test to see if I like their style still*
*good afternoon, I have awoke. From a short nap but still tired*
*Well if you are still tired, we can rp later*
*Nah its all good. I've been wanting to one-shot some characters*
*Sure. lysander will interact with whoever you want*
*most of them are characters (some I have thought up for awhile while others are more recent) that I plan on using once as a test to see if I like their style still*
*Ill intro two of them*
*Sure*
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
A young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
He gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A woman wanders the woods, humming some sort of song that sends chills through the summer air. She stands 6'2 and has pale skin, long black hair, and dark brown eyes. She wears a long dress made of many layers of cloth, A dirty pale-pink sweater, and a black veil over her eyes and face. She carries nothing on her but wanders the woods by herself, quietly.
A young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
He gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
Lysander's voice appears in their head Who are you?
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
He gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
Once he gets inside the tavern boundaries, the voice stops calling for him. He quickly looks around, catching his breath, but up on guard.
A young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
He gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
Once he gets inside the tavern boundaries, the voice stops calling for him. He quickly looks around, catching his breath, but up on guard.
Lysander waves. "Who might you be?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A woman wanders the woods, humming some sort of song that sends chills through the summer air. She stands 6'2 and has pale skin, long black hair, and dark brown eyes. She wears a long dress made of many layers of cloth, A dirty pale-pink sweater, and a black veil over her eyes and face. She carries nothing on her but wanders the woods by herself, quietly.
They find a halfling in the woods who waves to them. The halfling is a bit tall for their species, with emerald green eyes, scarlet red hair, elfin ears, and an androgynous look. After dusting themselves off, and gathers some herbs that skip over to the tall women. "Hello, who might you be?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
He gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
Once he gets inside the tavern boundaries, the voice stops calling for him. He quickly looks around, catching his breath, but up on guard.
Lysander waves. "Who might you be?"
The man screams "AHHH!" Before realizing it was a normal person.... But he had to be sure "what's your full name?"
A woman wanders the woods, humming some sort of song that sends chills through the summer air. She stands 6'2 and has pale skin, long black hair, and dark brown eyes. She wears a long dress made of many layers of cloth, A dirty pale-pink sweater, and a black veil over her eyes and face. She carries nothing on her but wanders the woods by herself, quietly.
They find a halfling in the woods who waves to them. The halfling is a bit tall for their species, with emerald green eyes, scarlet red hair, elfin ears, and an androgynous look. After dusting themselves off, and gathers some herbs that skip over to the tall women. "Hello, who might you be?"
The woman turns to him and tilts her head "I am Thatcher"
A young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
He gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
Once he gets inside the tavern boundaries, the voice stops calling for him. He quickly looks around, catching his breath, but up on guard.
Lysander waves. "Who might you be?"
The man screams "AHHH!" Before realizing it was a normal person.... But he had to be sure "what's your full name?"
"Lysander the Fourth. I'm the person who casted haste on you. Need healing?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A woman wanders the woods, humming some sort of song that sends chills through the summer air. She stands 6'2 and has pale skin, long black hair, and dark brown eyes. She wears a long dress made of many layers of cloth, A dirty pale-pink sweater, and a black veil over her eyes and face. She carries nothing on her but wanders the woods by herself, quietly.
They find a halfling in the woods who waves to them. The halfling is a bit tall for their species, with emerald green eyes, scarlet red hair, elfin ears, and an androgynous look. After dusting themselves off, and gathers some herbs that skip over to the tall women. "Hello, who might you be?"
The woman turns to him and tilts her head "I am Thatcher"
"Nice to meet you, Thatcher. You heading to the tavern?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
He gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
Once he gets inside the tavern boundaries, the voice stops calling for him. He quickly looks around, catching his breath, but up on guard.
Lysander waves. "Who might you be?"
The man screams "AHHH!" Before realizing it was a normal person.... But he had to be sure "what's your full name?"
"Lysander the Fourth. I'm the person who casted haste on you. Need healing?"
"Please don't touch me....that's how they get you..." He seems to be so caught up in panic
A woman wanders the woods, humming some sort of song that sends chills through the summer air. She stands 6'2 and has pale skin, long black hair, and dark brown eyes. She wears a long dress made of many layers of cloth, A dirty pale-pink sweater, and a black veil over her eyes and face. She carries nothing on her but wanders the woods by herself, quietly.
They find a halfling in the woods who waves to them. The halfling is a bit tall for their species, with emerald green eyes, scarlet red hair, elfin ears, and an androgynous look. After dusting themselves off, and gathers some herbs that skip over to the tall women. "Hello, who might you be?"
The woman turns to him and tilts her head "I am Thatcher"
"Nice to meet you, Thatcher. You heading to the tavern?"
she nods for a moment "who are you?"
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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
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*good afternoon, I have awoke. From a short nap but still tired*
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 if you are still tired, we can rp later*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Nah its all good. I've been wanting to one-shot some characters*
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
*Sure. lysander will interact with whoever you want*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*most of them are characters (some I have thought up for awhile while others are more recent) that I plan on using once as a test to see if I like their style still*
*Ill intro two of them*
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
*Sure*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
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 gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A woman wanders the woods, humming some sort of song that sends chills through the summer air. She stands 6'2 and has pale skin, long black hair, and dark brown eyes. She wears a long dress made of many layers of cloth, A dirty pale-pink sweater, and a black veil over her eyes and face. She carries nothing on her but wanders the woods by herself, quietly.
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
Lysander's voice appears in their head Who are you?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Once he gets inside the tavern boundaries, the voice stops calling for him. He quickly looks around, catching his breath, but up on guard.
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
Lysander waves. "Who might you be?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
They find a halfling in the woods who waves to them. The halfling is a bit tall for their species, with emerald green eyes, scarlet red hair, elfin ears, and an androgynous look. After dusting themselves off, and gathers some herbs that skip over to the tall women. "Hello, who might you be?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The man screams "AHHH!" Before realizing it was a normal person.... But he had to be sure "what's your full name?"
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
The woman turns to him and tilts her head "I am Thatcher"
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
"Lysander the Fourth. I'm the person who casted haste on you. Need healing?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Nice to meet you, Thatcher. You heading to the tavern?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Please don't touch me....that's how they get you..." He seems to be so caught up in panic
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 nods for a moment "who are you?"
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