*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Shade and Tehonican, Egrien's Couatl, are walking around, seeming to enjoy each other's company, and the attention their getting from some of the patrons of the Tavern.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Hey TTB. Anyone of yours who hasn't interacted with my guys yet?*
*Chase and Ringmaster are my other actives.*
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Chase glances over at them. "Is there anyone here who isn't drunk?"
*Need a description?*
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Chase glances over at them. "Is there anyone here who isn't drunk?"
*Need a description?*
*That would be helpful*
Soldaer had just sat down at his table with the bottle of Feywine and glasses. He glances over at Chase with a rather quizzical expression on his face before pouring two glasses of Feywine. He sets across from himself, and starts drinking from the other.
*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Chase glances over at them. "Is there anyone here who isn't drunk?"
*Need a description?*
*That would be helpful*
Soldaer had just sat down at his table with the bottle of Feywine and glasses. He glances over at Chase with a rather quizzical expression on his face before pouring two glasses of Feywine. He sets across from himself, and starts drinking from the other.
*Chase is a human boy of around sixteen, wearing slightly worn commoner's clothes. He carries an almost empty pouch, as well as a silver knife that he holds comfortably.*
"What? Why the staring?"
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Chase glances over at them. "Is there anyone here who isn't drunk?"
*Need a description?*
*That would be helpful*
Soldaer had just sat down at his table with the bottle of Feywine and glasses. He glances over at Chase with a rather quizzical expression on his face before pouring two glasses of Feywine. He sets across from himself, and starts drinking from the other.
*Chase is a human boy of around sixteen, wearing slightly worn commoner's clothes. He carries an almost empty pouch, as well as a silver knife that he holds comfortably.*
"What? Why the staring?"
"I wasn't staring. I was merely curious. After all, it doesn't seem as though very many are truly drunk here, so I was wondering what prompted you to say that."
*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Chase glances over at them. "Is there anyone here who isn't drunk?"
*Need a description?*
*That would be helpful*
Soldaer had just sat down at his table with the bottle of Feywine and glasses. He glances over at Chase with a rather quizzical expression on his face before pouring two glasses of Feywine. He sets across from himself, and starts drinking from the other.
*Chase is a human boy of around sixteen, wearing slightly worn commoner's clothes. He carries an almost empty pouch, as well as a silver knife that he holds comfortably.*
"What? Why the staring?"
"I wasn't staring. I was merely curious. After all, it doesn't seem as though very many are truly drunk here, so I was wondering what prompted you to say that."
"All the alcohol, mostly. I've learned that it's usually not a good sign."
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Chase glances over at them. "Is there anyone here who isn't drunk?"
*Need a description?*
*That would be helpful*
Soldaer had just sat down at his table with the bottle of Feywine and glasses. He glances over at Chase with a rather quizzical expression on his face before pouring two glasses of Feywine. He sets across from himself, and starts drinking from the other.
*Chase is a human boy of around sixteen, wearing slightly worn commoner's clothes. He carries an almost empty pouch, as well as a silver knife that he holds comfortably.*
"What? Why the staring?"
"I wasn't staring. I was merely curious. After all, it doesn't seem as though very many are truly drunk here, so I was wondering what prompted you to say that."
"All the alcohol, mostly. I've learned that it's usually not a good sign."
"Not usually, but many here are experienced adventurers, and so rarely get drunk." Soldaer gestures to the seat across from him. "Care to have a seat?"
*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Chase glances over at them. "Is there anyone here who isn't drunk?"
*Need a description?*
*That would be helpful*
Soldaer had just sat down at his table with the bottle of Feywine and glasses. He glances over at Chase with a rather quizzical expression on his face before pouring two glasses of Feywine. He sets across from himself, and starts drinking from the other.
*Chase is a human boy of around sixteen, wearing slightly worn commoner's clothes. He carries an almost empty pouch, as well as a silver knife that he holds comfortably.*
"What? Why the staring?"
"I wasn't staring. I was merely curious. After all, it doesn't seem as though very many are truly drunk here, so I was wondering what prompted you to say that."
"All the alcohol, mostly. I've learned that it's usually not a good sign."
"Not usually, but many here are experienced adventurers, and so rarely get drunk." Soldaer gestures to the seat across from him. "Care to have a seat?"
Chase sits down across from him. "Just because you're strong doesn't mean you're as strong as you think."
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Chase glances over at them. "Is there anyone here who isn't drunk?"
*Need a description?*
*That would be helpful*
Soldaer had just sat down at his table with the bottle of Feywine and glasses. He glances over at Chase with a rather quizzical expression on his face before pouring two glasses of Feywine. He sets across from himself, and starts drinking from the other.
*Chase is a human boy of around sixteen, wearing slightly worn commoner's clothes. He carries an almost empty pouch, as well as a silver knife that he holds comfortably.*
"What? Why the staring?"
"I wasn't staring. I was merely curious. After all, it doesn't seem as though very many are truly drunk here, so I was wondering what prompted you to say that."
"All the alcohol, mostly. I've learned that it's usually not a good sign."
"Not usually, but many here are experienced adventurers, and so rarely get drunk." Soldaer gestures to the seat across from him. "Care to have a seat?"
Chase sits down across from him. "Just because you're strong doesn't mean you're as strong as you think."
"Indeed." Soldaer takes a sip of his Feywine. "You seem rather perceptive and insightful for someone so young. What's your name?"
*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Chase glances over at them. "Is there anyone here who isn't drunk?"
*Need a description?*
*That would be helpful*
Soldaer had just sat down at his table with the bottle of Feywine and glasses. He glances over at Chase with a rather quizzical expression on his face before pouring two glasses of Feywine. He sets across from himself, and starts drinking from the other.
*Chase is a human boy of around sixteen, wearing slightly worn commoner's clothes. He carries an almost empty pouch, as well as a silver knife that he holds comfortably.*
"What? Why the staring?"
"I wasn't staring. I was merely curious. After all, it doesn't seem as though very many are truly drunk here, so I was wondering what prompted you to say that."
"All the alcohol, mostly. I've learned that it's usually not a good sign."
"Not usually, but many here are experienced adventurers, and so rarely get drunk." Soldaer gestures to the seat across from him. "Care to have a seat?"
Chase sits down across from him. "Just because you're strong doesn't mean you're as strong as you think."
"Indeed." Soldaer takes a sip of his Feywine. "You seem rather perceptive and insightful for someone so young. What's your name?"
"I'm Chase. Who're you?"
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Chase glances over at them. "Is there anyone here who isn't drunk?"
*Need a description?*
*That would be helpful*
Soldaer had just sat down at his table with the bottle of Feywine and glasses. He glances over at Chase with a rather quizzical expression on his face before pouring two glasses of Feywine. He sets across from himself, and starts drinking from the other.
*Chase is a human boy of around sixteen, wearing slightly worn commoner's clothes. He carries an almost empty pouch, as well as a silver knife that he holds comfortably.*
"What? Why the staring?"
"I wasn't staring. I was merely curious. After all, it doesn't seem as though very many are truly drunk here, so I was wondering what prompted you to say that."
"All the alcohol, mostly. I've learned that it's usually not a good sign."
"Not usually, but many here are experienced adventurers, and so rarely get drunk." Soldaer gestures to the seat across from him. "Care to have a seat?"
Chase sits down across from him. "Just because you're strong doesn't mean you're as strong as you think."
"Indeed." Soldaer takes a sip of his Feywine. "You seem rather perceptive and insightful for someone so young. What's your name?"
"I'm Chase. Who're you?"
"I'm Soldaer Torrae." Soldaer takes another sip of his Feywine and then gesture towards the glass next to Chase. "Don't you want to try any?"
*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Chase glances over at them. "Is there anyone here who isn't drunk?"
*Need a description?*
*That would be helpful*
Soldaer had just sat down at his table with the bottle of Feywine and glasses. He glances over at Chase with a rather quizzical expression on his face before pouring two glasses of Feywine. He sets across from himself, and starts drinking from the other.
*Chase is a human boy of around sixteen, wearing slightly worn commoner's clothes. He carries an almost empty pouch, as well as a silver knife that he holds comfortably.*
"What? Why the staring?"
"I wasn't staring. I was merely curious. After all, it doesn't seem as though very many are truly drunk here, so I was wondering what prompted you to say that."
"All the alcohol, mostly. I've learned that it's usually not a good sign."
"Not usually, but many here are experienced adventurers, and so rarely get drunk." Soldaer gestures to the seat across from him. "Care to have a seat?"
Chase sits down across from him. "Just because you're strong doesn't mean you're as strong as you think."
"Indeed." Soldaer takes a sip of his Feywine. "You seem rather perceptive and insightful for someone so young. What's your name?"
"I'm Chase. Who're you?"
"I'm Soldaer Torrae." Soldaer takes another sip of his Feywine and then gesture towards the glass next to Chase. "Don't you want to try any?"
"I've seen enough intoxicated people to know it's probably not a good idea."
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Chase glances over at them. "Is there anyone here who isn't drunk?"
*Need a description?*
*That would be helpful*
Soldaer had just sat down at his table with the bottle of Feywine and glasses. He glances over at Chase with a rather quizzical expression on his face before pouring two glasses of Feywine. He sets across from himself, and starts drinking from the other.
*Chase is a human boy of around sixteen, wearing slightly worn commoner's clothes. He carries an almost empty pouch, as well as a silver knife that he holds comfortably.*
"What? Why the staring?"
"I wasn't staring. I was merely curious. After all, it doesn't seem as though very many are truly drunk here, so I was wondering what prompted you to say that."
"All the alcohol, mostly. I've learned that it's usually not a good sign."
"Not usually, but many here are experienced adventurers, and so rarely get drunk." Soldaer gestures to the seat across from him. "Care to have a seat?"
Chase sits down across from him. "Just because you're strong doesn't mean you're as strong as you think."
"Indeed." Soldaer takes a sip of his Feywine. "You seem rather perceptive and insightful for someone so young. What's your name?"
"I'm Chase. Who're you?"
"I'm Soldaer Torrae." Soldaer takes another sip of his Feywine and then gesture towards the glass next to Chase. "Don't you want to try any?"
"I've seen enough intoxicated people to know it's probably not a good idea."
Soldaer shrugs. "Suit yourself." He takes another sip of his glass. "It's there if you change your mind."
Soldaer sits quietly for a minute. "Say, where are you from? It's obviously a rough place for you to have become so... insightful and cautious. Most kids your age, at least among my own people, are still having fun playing games with each other, learning about our home, and, of course, playing with the animals that inhabit the forest in which we live."
*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Chase glances over at them. "Is there anyone here who isn't drunk?"
*Need a description?*
*That would be helpful*
Soldaer had just sat down at his table with the bottle of Feywine and glasses. He glances over at Chase with a rather quizzical expression on his face before pouring two glasses of Feywine. He sets across from himself, and starts drinking from the other.
*Chase is a human boy of around sixteen, wearing slightly worn commoner's clothes. He carries an almost empty pouch, as well as a silver knife that he holds comfortably.*
"What? Why the staring?"
"I wasn't staring. I was merely curious. After all, it doesn't seem as though very many are truly drunk here, so I was wondering what prompted you to say that."
"All the alcohol, mostly. I've learned that it's usually not a good sign."
"Not usually, but many here are experienced adventurers, and so rarely get drunk." Soldaer gestures to the seat across from him. "Care to have a seat?"
Chase sits down across from him. "Just because you're strong doesn't mean you're as strong as you think."
"Indeed." Soldaer takes a sip of his Feywine. "You seem rather perceptive and insightful for someone so young. What's your name?"
"I'm Chase. Who're you?"
"I'm Soldaer Torrae." Soldaer takes another sip of his Feywine and then gesture towards the glass next to Chase. "Don't you want to try any?"
"I've seen enough intoxicated people to know it's probably not a good idea."
Soldaer shrugs. "Suit yourself." He takes another sip of his glass. "It's there if you change your mind."
Soldaer sits quietly for a minute. "Say, where are you from? It's obviously a rough place for you to have become so... insightful and cautious. Most kids your age, at least among my own people, are still having fun playing games with each other, learning about our home, and, of course, playing with the animals that inhabit the forest in which we live."
"You have a lot less to lose by sharing your life story then I do by sharing mine. It's the only thing I really have to trade. Why don't you tell me more about yourself, and I'll tell you where I'm from?"
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Chase glances over at them. "Is there anyone here who isn't drunk?"
*Need a description?*
*That would be helpful*
Soldaer had just sat down at his table with the bottle of Feywine and glasses. He glances over at Chase with a rather quizzical expression on his face before pouring two glasses of Feywine. He sets across from himself, and starts drinking from the other.
*Chase is a human boy of around sixteen, wearing slightly worn commoner's clothes. He carries an almost empty pouch, as well as a silver knife that he holds comfortably.*
"What? Why the staring?"
"I wasn't staring. I was merely curious. After all, it doesn't seem as though very many are truly drunk here, so I was wondering what prompted you to say that."
"All the alcohol, mostly. I've learned that it's usually not a good sign."
"Not usually, but many here are experienced adventurers, and so rarely get drunk." Soldaer gestures to the seat across from him. "Care to have a seat?"
Chase sits down across from him. "Just because you're strong doesn't mean you're as strong as you think."
"Indeed." Soldaer takes a sip of his Feywine. "You seem rather perceptive and insightful for someone so young. What's your name?"
"I'm Chase. Who're you?"
"I'm Soldaer Torrae." Soldaer takes another sip of his Feywine and then gesture towards the glass next to Chase. "Don't you want to try any?"
"I've seen enough intoxicated people to know it's probably not a good idea."
Soldaer shrugs. "Suit yourself." He takes another sip of his glass. "It's there if you change your mind."
Soldaer sits quietly for a minute. "Say, where are you from? It's obviously a rough place for you to have become so... insightful and cautious. Most kids your age, at least among my own people, are still having fun playing games with each other, learning about our home, and, of course, playing with the animals that inhabit the forest in which we live."
"You have a lot less to lose by sharing your life story then I do by sharing mine. It's the only thing I really have to trade. Why don't you tell me more about yourself, and I'll tell you where I'm from."
Soldaer sighs quietly at that, almost as though burdened by something. "Well, I'll give you a synopsis of sorts, since I'm over 200 years old, and that will take a lot of time to fully recount otherwise." Soldaer takes another sip of his Feywine, draining his glass, before pouring himself a new one.
"Well, I guess I'll start at the beginning." Soldaer sighs again, taking one more sip before diving in. I was actually born over 250 years ago in my world, in mid spring. I spent my first 20 years with my parents for the most part, learning what they had to teach me of the world around us. After that, I was trained for the next 10 years of my life under my village's head ranger. He took me on several forays into the Feywild as part of my training, and that's why I'm younger than I should be: time passes differently and unpredictably in the Feywild compared to the material plane." Soldaer takes a deep breath, and another sip of his Feywine.
*Evening Y'all. Since a lot of my convos are in limbo, I'll do a little timewarp and say they're available to interactions, lol*
Soldaer walks downstairs from his room with a bottle of rather expensive-looking Feywine and a couple of glasses.
Reirlin and Egrien are sitting in a corner, quietly sipping on a couple of ales.
Shade and Tehonican, Egrien's Couatl, are walking around, seeming to enjoy each other's company, and the attention their getting from some of the patrons of the Tavern.
*Hello!*
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Hey TTB. Anyone of yours who hasn't interacted with my guys yet?*
*Chase and Ringmaster are my other actives.*
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Cool. Well, I already posted what my guys are doing, so feel free to take the initiative here*
Chase glances over at them. "Is there anyone here who isn't drunk?"
*Need a description?*
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*That would be helpful*
Soldaer had just sat down at his table with the bottle of Feywine and glasses. He glances over at Chase with a rather quizzical expression on his face before pouring two glasses of Feywine. He sets across from himself, and starts drinking from the other.
*Chase is a human boy of around sixteen, wearing slightly worn commoner's clothes. He carries an almost empty pouch, as well as a silver knife that he holds comfortably.*
"What? Why the staring?"
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"I wasn't staring. I was merely curious. After all, it doesn't seem as though very many are truly drunk here, so I was wondering what prompted you to say that."
"All the alcohol, mostly. I've learned that it's usually not a good sign."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"Not usually, but many here are experienced adventurers, and so rarely get drunk." Soldaer gestures to the seat across from him. "Care to have a seat?"
Chase sits down across from him. "Just because you're strong doesn't mean you're as strong as you think."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"Indeed." Soldaer takes a sip of his Feywine. "You seem rather perceptive and insightful for someone so young. What's your name?"
"I'm Chase. Who're you?"
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"I'm Soldaer Torrae." Soldaer takes another sip of his Feywine and then gesture towards the glass next to Chase. "Don't you want to try any?"
"I've seen enough intoxicated people to know it's probably not a good idea."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Soldaer shrugs. "Suit yourself." He takes another sip of his glass. "It's there if you change your mind."
Soldaer sits quietly for a minute. "Say, where are you from? It's obviously a rough place for you to have become so... insightful and cautious. Most kids your age, at least among my own people, are still having fun playing games with each other, learning about our home, and, of course, playing with the animals that inhabit the forest in which we live."
"You have a lot less to lose by sharing your life story then I do by sharing mine. It's the only thing I really have to trade. Why don't you tell me more about yourself, and I'll tell you where I'm from?"
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Soldaer sighs quietly at that, almost as though burdened by something. "Well, I'll give you a synopsis of sorts, since I'm over 200 years old, and that will take a lot of time to fully recount otherwise." Soldaer takes another sip of his Feywine, draining his glass, before pouring himself a new one.
"Well, I guess I'll start at the beginning." Soldaer sighs again, taking one more sip before diving in. I was actually born over 250 years ago in my world, in mid spring. I spent my first 20 years with my parents for the most part, learning what they had to teach me of the world around us. After that, I was trained for the next 10 years of my life under my village's head ranger. He took me on several forays into the Feywild as part of my training, and that's why I'm younger than I should be: time passes differently and unpredictably in the Feywild compared to the material plane." Soldaer takes a deep breath, and another sip of his Feywine.
I don't know. Honestly i could have just sleepwalked here.
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
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