A short half-elf with long white hair, black leather clothes, and a huge smile on her face walks into the tavern "Why hello, so many happy faces around here!"
Tikalae waves "Hello, there!"
"Hello who are you, do you like pancakes, oh I do too, do you have any pets can I meet them, oh yeah speaking of pancakes" she orders pancakes with seemingly more syrup than pancake
Caramel the Undead Cat walks over to her.
"Aw, a cat"
Caramel purrs and rubs against her leg. Can I have pancake? And no, I'm not saying it that way. That meme is stupid.
She doesn't seem comfortable with having a voice in her mind but hands a syrup soaked pancake down and pets the cat
A short half-elf with long white hair, black leather clothes, and a huge smile on her face walks into the tavern "Why hello, so many happy faces around here!"
Tikalae waves "Hello, there!"
"Hello who are you, do you like pancakes, oh I do too, do you have any pets can I meet them, oh yeah speaking of pancakes" she orders pancakes with seemingly more syrup than pancake
She smiles "You can call me Tikalae. I do enjoy pancakes, but do not have any pets" *Want a heroforge of Tikalae?*
*yeah, thanks*
"Well hello Takiliakie, you seem cool. So, what do you do around here? I mean, you can't just stay at this tavern, although their pancakes are good"
*K! 1 sec* "I.. Well, not much of anything here except train. Im sorta here by accident"
"How comes?" she looks concerned
https://www.heroforge.com/load_config=29485200/ "Well... Im not exactly sure how it happened, but I went to bed, and the next time I found myself awake, I was here, with a new sword, and a couple days has passed"
"That... is certainly strange. Sounds a bit like some tiefling girl i met once. Do you not remember anything from before you came here?"
"I remember everything before that night.. Then theres 2 empty days, then my time here"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
A short half-elf with long white hair, black leather clothes, and a huge smile on her face walks into the tavern "Why hello, so many happy faces around here!"
Tikalae waves "Hello, there!"
"Hello who are you, do you like pancakes, oh I do too, do you have any pets can I meet them, oh yeah speaking of pancakes" she orders pancakes with seemingly more syrup than pancake
She smiles "You can call me Tikalae. I do enjoy pancakes, but do not have any pets" *Want a heroforge of Tikalae?*
*yeah, thanks*
"Well hello Takiliakie, you seem cool. So, what do you do around here? I mean, you can't just stay at this tavern, although their pancakes are good"
*K! 1 sec* "I.. Well, not much of anything here except train. Im sorta here by accident"
"How comes?" she looks concerned
https://www.heroforge.com/load_config=29485200/ "Well... Im not exactly sure how it happened, but I went to bed, and the next time I found myself awake, I was here, with a new sword, and a couple days has passed"
"That... is certainly strange. Sounds a bit like some tiefling girl i met once. Do you not remember anything from before you came here?"
"I remember everything before that night.. Then theres 2 empty days, then my time here"
"I certainly don't think I've heard of anything like that before, it sounds very... weird"
*Considering im not using penny, Ill bring in James, aka Reaper*
A slight disturbance was felt in the tavern, like a disruption in the current of time and space. In a flash of red smoke, a skeleton appeared. They wear a red hoodie with fluffy white parka-like accents around the hood and inside, a pair of black slacks and thick dirty sneakers that are stained with blood and dirt. Their black eyes hold nothing, no emotion or light, in them, just a single red pupil. Their jaw are wired in a permeant smile, giving off a disturbing aura. They carry a scythe on their back, held together in a sheath made of black cloth and thick rope.
The walk through the wood, bony hands stuck in their pockets as the reach the tavern,
Albwin looks out the window and lets out a shout of fright.
This was James Machrel, AKA The Reaper. a Bounty hunter of sorts for Moirie, Goddess of natural order, Life and Death. Man who died when he was only 17 years of age.
He pushed open the tavern door and walked inside.
Albwin lets out a whimper and hides behind a couch
The skeleton sits at the tavern bar and orders a whiskey
*Considering im not using penny, Ill bring in James, aka Reaper*
A slight disturbance was felt in the tavern, like a disruption in the current of time and space. In a flash of red smoke, a skeleton appeared. They wear a red hoodie with fluffy white parka-like accents around the hood and inside, a pair of black slacks and thick dirty sneakers that are stained with blood and dirt. Their black eyes hold nothing, no emotion or light, in them, just a single red pupil. Their jaw are wired in a permeant smile, giving off a disturbing aura. They carry a scythe on their back, held together in a sheath made of black cloth and thick rope.
The walk through the wood, bony hands stuck in their pockets as the reach the tavern,
Albwin looks out the window and lets out a shout of fright.
This was James Machrel, AKA The Reaper. a Bounty hunter of sorts for Moirie, Goddess of natural order, Life and Death. Man who died when he was only 17 years of age.
He pushed open the tavern door and walked inside.
Albwin lets out a whimper and hides behind a couch
The skeleton sits at the tavern bar and orders a whiskey
Arc watches him from a few seats down.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
"Soccer huh? Yeah, you're definatly a soccor kid when i think about it," He nods, patting their shoulder
"watch!" They said with a grin on their face, getting off the couch again and picking up the ball. They put it on their head and began balancing it.
"Very good, that takes a good amount of skill," They grin
"I used to play... back home" they said
"Must have been fun. Did you have a team?"
"me and my friend would make our own teams" They said, kicking the ball up in the air repeatedly and catching it. "There are those who are most likely better then me, but i feel as though im pretty good" they said, using a full sentence for once
A short half-elf with long white hair, black leather clothes, and a huge smile on her face walks into the tavern "Why hello, so many happy faces around here!"
Tikalae waves "Hello, there!"
"Hello who are you, do you like pancakes, oh I do too, do you have any pets can I meet them, oh yeah speaking of pancakes" she orders pancakes with seemingly more syrup than pancake
She smiles "You can call me Tikalae. I do enjoy pancakes, but do not have any pets" *Want a heroforge of Tikalae?*
*yeah, thanks*
"Well hello Takiliakie, you seem cool. So, what do you do around here? I mean, you can't just stay at this tavern, although their pancakes are good"
*K! 1 sec* "I.. Well, not much of anything here except train. Im sorta here by accident"
"How comes?" she looks concerned
https://www.heroforge.com/load_config=29485200/ "Well... Im not exactly sure how it happened, but I went to bed, and the next time I found myself awake, I was here, with a new sword, and a couple days has passed"
"That... is certainly strange. Sounds a bit like some tiefling girl i met once. Do you not remember anything from before you came here?"
"I remember everything before that night.. Then theres 2 empty days, then my time here"
"I certainly don't think I've heard of anything like that before, it sounds very... weird"
She nods "It definitelty feels strange"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*Considering im not using penny, Ill bring in James, aka Reaper*
A slight disturbance was felt in the tavern, like a disruption in the current of time and space. In a flash of red smoke, a skeleton appeared. They wear a red hoodie with fluffy white parka-like accents around the hood and inside, a pair of black slacks and thick dirty sneakers that are stained with blood and dirt. Their black eyes hold nothing, no emotion or light, in them, just a single red pupil. Their jaw are wired in a permeant smile, giving off a disturbing aura. They carry a scythe on their back, held together in a sheath made of black cloth and thick rope.
The walk through the wood, bony hands stuck in their pockets as the reach the tavern,
Albwin looks out the window and lets out a shout of fright.
This was James Machrel, AKA The Reaper. a Bounty hunter of sorts for Moirie, Goddess of natural order, Life and Death. Man who died when he was only 17 years of age.
He pushed open the tavern door and walked inside.
Albwin lets out a whimper and hides behind a couch
The skeleton sits at the tavern bar and orders a whiskey
Arc watches him from a few seats down.
James narrows his one eye, his permeant grin keeping place
*Considering im not using penny, Ill bring in James, aka Reaper*
A slight disturbance was felt in the tavern, like a disruption in the current of time and space. In a flash of red smoke, a skeleton appeared. They wear a red hoodie with fluffy white parka-like accents around the hood and inside, a pair of black slacks and thick dirty sneakers that are stained with blood and dirt. Their black eyes hold nothing, no emotion or light, in them, just a single red pupil. Their jaw are wired in a permeant smile, giving off a disturbing aura. They carry a scythe on their back, held together in a sheath made of black cloth and thick rope.
The walk through the wood, bony hands stuck in their pockets as the reach the tavern,
Albwin looks out the window and lets out a shout of fright.
This was James Machrel, AKA The Reaper. a Bounty hunter of sorts for Moirie, Goddess of natural order, Life and Death. Man who died when he was only 17 years of age.
He pushed open the tavern door and walked inside.
Albwin lets out a whimper and hides behind a couch
The skeleton sits at the tavern bar and orders a whiskey
A short half-elf with long white hair, black leather clothes, and a huge smile on her face walks into the tavern "Why hello, so many happy faces around here!"
Tikalae waves "Hello, there!"
"Hello who are you, do you like pancakes, oh I do too, do you have any pets can I meet them, oh yeah speaking of pancakes" she orders pancakes with seemingly more syrup than pancake
She smiles "You can call me Tikalae. I do enjoy pancakes, but do not have any pets" *Want a heroforge of Tikalae?*
*yeah, thanks*
"Well hello Takiliakie, you seem cool. So, what do you do around here? I mean, you can't just stay at this tavern, although their pancakes are good"
*K! 1 sec* "I.. Well, not much of anything here except train. Im sorta here by accident"
"How comes?" she looks concerned
https://www.heroforge.com/load_config=29485200/ "Well... Im not exactly sure how it happened, but I went to bed, and the next time I found myself awake, I was here, with a new sword, and a couple days has passed"
"That... is certainly strange. Sounds a bit like some tiefling girl i met once. Do you not remember anything from before you came here?"
"I remember everything before that night.. Then theres 2 empty days, then my time here"
"I certainly don't think I've heard of anything like that before, it sounds very... weird"
She nods "It definitelty feels strange"
She sits in silence for moment then says "Anyway, I'm Fennikel"
*Considering im not using penny, Ill bring in James, aka Reaper*
A slight disturbance was felt in the tavern, like a disruption in the current of time and space. In a flash of red smoke, a skeleton appeared. They wear a red hoodie with fluffy white parka-like accents around the hood and inside, a pair of black slacks and thick dirty sneakers that are stained with blood and dirt. Their black eyes hold nothing, no emotion or light, in them, just a single red pupil. Their jaw are wired in a permeant smile, giving off a disturbing aura. They carry a scythe on their back, held together in a sheath made of black cloth and thick rope.
The walk through the wood, bony hands stuck in their pockets as the reach the tavern,
Albwin looks out the window and lets out a shout of fright.
This was James Machrel, AKA The Reaper. a Bounty hunter of sorts for Moirie, Goddess of natural order, Life and Death. Man who died when he was only 17 years of age.
He pushed open the tavern door and walked inside.
Albwin lets out a whimper and hides behind a couch
The skeleton sits at the tavern bar and orders a whiskey
A short half-elf with long white hair, black leather clothes, and a huge smile on her face walks into the tavern "Why hello, so many happy faces around here!"
Tikalae waves "Hello, there!"
"Hello who are you, do you like pancakes, oh I do too, do you have any pets can I meet them, oh yeah speaking of pancakes" she orders pancakes with seemingly more syrup than pancake
She smiles "You can call me Tikalae. I do enjoy pancakes, but do not have any pets" *Want a heroforge of Tikalae?*
*yeah, thanks*
"Well hello Takiliakie, you seem cool. So, what do you do around here? I mean, you can't just stay at this tavern, although their pancakes are good"
*K! 1 sec* "I.. Well, not much of anything here except train. Im sorta here by accident"
"How comes?" she looks concerned
https://www.heroforge.com/load_config=29485200/ "Well... Im not exactly sure how it happened, but I went to bed, and the next time I found myself awake, I was here, with a new sword, and a couple days has passed"
"That... is certainly strange. Sounds a bit like some tiefling girl i met once. Do you not remember anything from before you came here?"
"I remember everything before that night.. Then theres 2 empty days, then my time here"
"I certainly don't think I've heard of anything like that before, it sounds very... weird"
She nods "It definitelty feels strange"
She sits in silence for moment then says "Anyway, I'm Fennikel"
"Hello, Fennikel! Howd you get here?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*Considering im not using penny, Ill bring in James, aka Reaper*
A slight disturbance was felt in the tavern, like a disruption in the current of time and space. In a flash of red smoke, a skeleton appeared. They wear a red hoodie with fluffy white parka-like accents around the hood and inside, a pair of black slacks and thick dirty sneakers that are stained with blood and dirt. Their black eyes hold nothing, no emotion or light, in them, just a single red pupil. Their jaw are wired in a permeant smile, giving off a disturbing aura. They carry a scythe on their back, held together in a sheath made of black cloth and thick rope.
The walk through the wood, bony hands stuck in their pockets as the reach the tavern,
Albwin looks out the window and lets out a shout of fright.
This was James Machrel, AKA The Reaper. a Bounty hunter of sorts for Moirie, Goddess of natural order, Life and Death. Man who died when he was only 17 years of age.
He pushed open the tavern door and walked inside.
Albwin lets out a whimper and hides behind a couch
The skeleton sits at the tavern bar and orders a whiskey
Arc watches him from a few seats down.
James narrows his one eye, his permeant grin keeping place
Arc stares him down, emotionless, while taking in every detail he could.
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She doesn't seem comfortable with having a voice in her mind but hands a syrup soaked pancake down and pets the cat
"I remember everything before that night.. Then theres 2 empty days, then my time here"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"I used to play... back home" they 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
Avery nods, setting her in the backseat of the car, before climbing into the front
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
#FreeDND
"Must have been fun. Did you have a team?"
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
#FreeDND
"I certainly don't think I've heard of anything like that before, it sounds very... weird"
She curls up in one of the seats, where she waits.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Albwin peeks out and watches the skeleton
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Arc watches him from a few seats down.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"me and my friend would make our own teams" They said, kicking the ball up in the air repeatedly and catching it. "There are those who are most likely better then me, but i feel as though im pretty good" they said, using a full sentence for once
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 "It definitelty feels strange"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
James narrows his one eye, his permeant grin keeping place
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
James feels eyes upon him
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 sits in silence for moment then says "Anyway, I'm Fennikel"
Albwin continues to watch him
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"Hello, Fennikel! Howd you get here?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
Arc stares him down, emotionless, while taking in every detail he could.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
A dagger flies and hits the wall a few inches above him
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
Albwin ducks and lets out a yell.
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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