Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Taceli is drinking, still a little bit distressed from yesterday.
Ettor is napping.... again.
Nerima is being Nerima in a corner.
Jackson was patrolling around the very edge of the tavern. Considering it was warmer today he wasn't wearing his cloak, he has a thick cloth covering his head. He may have been an angel, but he was still religious.
Victor was helping out Theren with what ails him.
Adder was behind the tavern, he was controlling a flickering flame of fire.
hello there
He looks around for a minutes "Who is talking to me? show yourself"
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Taceli is drinking, still a little bit distressed from yesterday.
Ettor is napping.... again.
Nerima is being Nerima in a corner.
Jackson was patrolling around the very edge of the tavern. Considering it was warmer today he wasn't wearing his cloak, he has a thick cloth covering his head. He may have been an angel, but he was still religious.
Victor was helping out Theren with what ails him.
Adder was behind the tavern, he was controlling a flickering flame of fire.
hello there
He looks around for a minutes "Who is talking to me? show yourself"
he sees an adult saphire dragon I heard that this tavern is under threat from aberations, i would like to help.
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
Taceli is drinking, still a little bit distressed from yesterday.
Ettor is napping.... again.
Nerima is being Nerima in a corner.
Jackson was patrolling around the very edge of the tavern. Considering it was warmer today he wasn't wearing his cloak, he has a thick cloth covering his head. He may have been an angel, but he was still religious.
Victor was helping out Theren with what ails him.
Adder was behind the tavern, he was controlling a flickering flame of fire.
hello there
He looks around for a minutes "Who is talking to me? show yourself"
he sees an adult saphire dragon I heard that this tavern is under threat from aberations, i would like to help.
"I sensed the power of this tavern and its blessing, its very unlikely but ill help nonetheless because the man who hired me promised to find me something i need" he said
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
galax checks in on theren "hey victor,.Theren, its probably a healing potion"
Taceli is drinking, still a little bit distressed from yesterday.
Ettor is napping.... again.
Nerima is being Nerima in a corner.
Jackson was patrolling around the very edge of the tavern. Considering it was warmer today he wasn't wearing his cloak, he has a thick cloth covering his head. He may have been an angel, but he was still religious.
Victor was helping out Theren with what ails him.
Adder was behind the tavern, he was controlling a flickering flame of fire.
hello there
He looks around for a minutes "Who is talking to me? show yourself"
he sees an adult saphire dragon I heard that this tavern is under threat from aberations, i would like to help.
"I sensed the power of this tavern and its blessing, its very unlikely but ill help nonetheless because the man who hired me promised to find me something i need" he said
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
galax checks in on theren "hey victor,.Theren, its probably a healing potion"
Theren hands back the bottle. "I'll be fine. Its just a cold."
Taceli is drinking, still a little bit distressed from yesterday.
Ettor is napping.... again.
Nerima is being Nerima in a corner.
Jackson was patrolling around the very edge of the tavern. Considering it was warmer today he wasn't wearing his cloak, he has a thick cloth covering his head. He may have been an angel, but he was still religious.
Victor was helping out Theren with what ails him.
Adder was behind the tavern, he was controlling a flickering flame of fire.
hello there
He looks around for a minutes "Who is talking to me? show yourself"
he sees an adult saphire dragon I heard that this tavern is under threat from aberations, i would like to help.
"I sensed the power of this tavern and its blessing, its very unlikely but ill help nonetheless because the man who hired me promised to find me something i need" he said
the aberatiolns must be destroyed
"I agree" he said, nodding. he stabbed his sword into the dirt as he fixes his gloves/
Taceli is drinking, still a little bit distressed from yesterday.
Ettor is napping.... again.
Nerima is being Nerima in a corner.
Jackson was patrolling around the very edge of the tavern. Considering it was warmer today he wasn't wearing his cloak, he has a thick cloth covering his head. He may have been an angel, but he was still religious.
Victor was helping out Theren with what ails him.
Adder was behind the tavern, he was controlling a flickering flame of fire.
hello there
He looks around for a minutes "Who is talking to me? show yourself"
he sees an adult saphire dragon I heard that this tavern is under threat from aberations, i would like to help.
"I sensed the power of this tavern and its blessing, its very unlikely but ill help nonetheless because the man who hired me promised to find me something i need" he said
the aberatiolns must be destroyed
"I agree" he said, nodding. he stabbed his sword into the dirt as he fixes his gloves/
*hey chris, i need a better discription of the land around the tavern* let us talk stratagy
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"and i make my my own health potions, take it, i got twenty"
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"oh no you dont, your leg is broken"
Theren waves off his concern
Galax pokes him in the broken leg
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the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
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Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
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*Ik, but the leg was still broken*
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*angry kobold noises*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
He looks around for a minutes "Who is talking to me? show yourself"
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
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
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 sees an adult saphire dragon I heard that this tavern is under threat from aberations, i would like to help.
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
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"I sensed the power of this tavern and its blessing, its very unlikely but ill help nonetheless because the man who hired me promised to find me something i need" he said
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
galax checks in on theren "hey victor,.Theren, its probably a healing potion"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
the aberatiolns must be destroyed
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
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
Theren hands back the bottle. "I'll be fine. Its just a cold."
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"I agree" he said, nodding. he stabbed his sword into the dirt as he fixes his gloves/
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
*hey chris, i need a better discription of the land around the tavern* let us talk stratagy
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Tevelin goes over to Nerima. "Hi Nerima!"
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"oh no you dont, your leg is broken"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Theren waves off his concern
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"and i make my my own health potions, take it, i got twenty"
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
Galax pokes him in the broken leg
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented