*Im pausing a few characters for a bit to work on them but once their done i re-enter them as if nothing happened. But for now i'll enter in the one i worked on the hardest*
A man walked into the tavern. He stood no more than 6'1 and had fair skin with some slightly tanned patches around his nose and cheeks. He had short brown hair that kicked up in the front and bright orange eyes like the flames in hell itself. He wore a tan trench-coat with many many pockets that held all sorts of things, a black button-up shirt, long black trousers, and nice looking dress shoes. He carried in one hand a cane made from glass-like obsidian with a silver crow-like ferrule with amber stones for eyes that gave off an eerie shadow when placed in the back of a light source. Around his neck was a gas mask made of silicone rubber and thick glass lenses. He carried a satchel like bag that gave off a chilling vibe to those who stared at it.
a small crow sat on his shoulder, the crow itself was disturbing. It was jet black with feathers that looked like smoke but were as sharp as steel. It had human-like eyes that were orange in color. The most disturbing aspect of this crow is that it has human teeth in its beak, lined up just like a humans. The crow looked around, smiling at people who it deemed worthy to smile at.
The man stopped in the middle of the room and promptly turned on heel and headed straight for the library as if he had done this millions of times before. The crow on his shoulder suddenly vanished as he entered the library and sat down on one of the sofa's, promptly summoning unseen servants to gather as many books they could find about a subject and gave them to him.
*Ight, I get her ready again.*
A Zylna drops from the rafter into his lap and slapped him... about 6 times.
Stroth sighs "I do suppose i deserve that"
She grabbed his collar. "WHERE DID YOU GO THIS TIME, YOU [GPGPGPGPGPG]?!?!?"
"Off world" he said, rather calmly, despite being slapped.
She slapped him again and hopped off his lap. "DIDN'T YOU FORGET SOMETHING?!" She gestured to herself. "WHY, STROTH? WHY?!?!?" She seemed very close to tears.
He watches her and stoops down to her level, watching her. He boops her nose "Im sorry but i can not risk your life. i care too deeply for you to let you get harmed."
The tears spilt over. "You're the only one I know in this place, I'd rather die by your side than be abandoned over and over like this." She looked him in the eyes for a moment, silently crying out a waterfall, then turned and slowly walked away.
He reaches out for her but stops and quickly pulls back his hand, biting his lip.
She stops, and without turning, spoke out. "This feeling, Stroth.... it's worse than the torture I went through as a slave." And on that note, she walks out.
Stroth stood up and imminently grabbed her, wrapping her in a hug. He ends up being in motion for to long and falls through the doorway, landing on his back to protect her. "Im sorry. Im so sorry. I know these are just and words mean nothing without action but I am sorry" he said.
She just laid limply in his arms and cried.
He laid there on the floor, hugging her tightly. He couldn't offer any words to console her so he just hugged her with all he had.
*Was I the only one who felt like that was a anime moment?*
*Nope, it has anime vibes for me as well.*
After a while, she just couldn't cry anymore, so she just laid there silently.
She pats her back "Shhhhh" he said like a father to a child who was upset.
*I like to imagine that they're in the middle of the floor, and people are just staring at them.*
She sniffles and tries to sit up.
*Same, Stroth just half-in and half-out of the library doorway while holding on to Zylna, the entire tavern in the main room questioning this*
He lets her, sitting himself up as well.
She wipes her face and stands fully up. "We can't keep doing this."
"But I don't want to let you go" he said, he looked like he was breaking inside.
"..." She turned to look at him, looking equally as devastated. "You shouldn't have left me, then."
He looks grim for a moment before standing up and summoning his cane "The I will erase all memory of me from you so you do not suffer any longer". Black tears streamed down his face.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Im pausing a few characters for a bit to work on them but once their done i re-enter them as if nothing happened. But for now i'll enter in the one i worked on the hardest*
A man walked into the tavern. He stood no more than 6'1 and had fair skin with some slightly tanned patches around his nose and cheeks. He had short brown hair that kicked up in the front and bright orange eyes like the flames in hell itself. He wore a tan trench-coat with many many pockets that held all sorts of things, a black button-up shirt, long black trousers, and nice looking dress shoes. He carried in one hand a cane made from glass-like obsidian with a silver crow-like ferrule with amber stones for eyes that gave off an eerie shadow when placed in the back of a light source. Around his neck was a gas mask made of silicone rubber and thick glass lenses. He carried a satchel like bag that gave off a chilling vibe to those who stared at it.
a small crow sat on his shoulder, the crow itself was disturbing. It was jet black with feathers that looked like smoke but were as sharp as steel. It had human-like eyes that were orange in color. The most disturbing aspect of this crow is that it has human teeth in its beak, lined up just like a humans. The crow looked around, smiling at people who it deemed worthy to smile at.
The man stopped in the middle of the room and promptly turned on heel and headed straight for the library as if he had done this millions of times before. The crow on his shoulder suddenly vanished as he entered the library and sat down on one of the sofa's, promptly summoning unseen servants to gather as many books they could find about a subject and gave them to him.
*Ight, I get her ready again.*
A Zylna drops from the rafter into his lap and slapped him... about 6 times.
Stroth sighs "I do suppose i deserve that"
She grabbed his collar. "WHERE DID YOU GO THIS TIME, YOU [GPGPGPGPGPG]?!?!?"
"Off world" he said, rather calmly, despite being slapped.
She slapped him again and hopped off his lap. "DIDN'T YOU FORGET SOMETHING?!" She gestured to herself. "WHY, STROTH? WHY?!?!?" She seemed very close to tears.
He watches her and stoops down to her level, watching her. He boops her nose "Im sorry but i can not risk your life. i care too deeply for you to let you get harmed."
The tears spilt over. "You're the only one I know in this place, I'd rather die by your side than be abandoned over and over like this." She looked him in the eyes for a moment, silently crying out a waterfall, then turned and slowly walked away.
He reaches out for her but stops and quickly pulls back his hand, biting his lip.
She stops, and without turning, spoke out. "This feeling, Stroth.... it's worse than the torture I went through as a slave." And on that note, she walks out.
Stroth stood up and imminently grabbed her, wrapping her in a hug. He ends up being in motion for to long and falls through the doorway, landing on his back to protect her. "Im sorry. Im so sorry. I know these are just and words mean nothing without action but I am sorry" he said.
She just laid limply in his arms and cried.
He laid there on the floor, hugging her tightly. He couldn't offer any words to console her so he just hugged her with all he had.
*Was I the only one who felt like that was a anime moment?*
*Nope, it has anime vibes for me as well.*
After a while, she just couldn't cry anymore, so she just laid there silently.
She pats her back "Shhhhh" he said like a father to a child who was upset.
*I like to imagine that they're in the middle of the floor, and people are just staring at them.*
She sniffles and tries to sit up.
*Same, Stroth just half-in and half-out of the library doorway while holding on to Zylna, the entire tavern in the main room questioning this*
He lets her, sitting himself up as well.
She wipes her face and stands fully up. "We can't keep doing this."
"But I don't want to let you go" he said, he looked like he was breaking inside.
"..." She turned to look at him, looking equally as devastated. "You shouldn't have left me, then."
He looks grim for a moment before standing up and summoning his cane "The I will erase all memory of me from you so you do not suffer any longer". Black tears streamed down his face.
She backed up a bit. "What?!"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Im pausing a few characters for a bit to work on them but once their done i re-enter them as if nothing happened. But for now i'll enter in the one i worked on the hardest*
A man walked into the tavern. He stood no more than 6'1 and had fair skin with some slightly tanned patches around his nose and cheeks. He had short brown hair that kicked up in the front and bright orange eyes like the flames in hell itself. He wore a tan trench-coat with many many pockets that held all sorts of things, a black button-up shirt, long black trousers, and nice looking dress shoes. He carried in one hand a cane made from glass-like obsidian with a silver crow-like ferrule with amber stones for eyes that gave off an eerie shadow when placed in the back of a light source. Around his neck was a gas mask made of silicone rubber and thick glass lenses. He carried a satchel like bag that gave off a chilling vibe to those who stared at it.
a small crow sat on his shoulder, the crow itself was disturbing. It was jet black with feathers that looked like smoke but were as sharp as steel. It had human-like eyes that were orange in color. The most disturbing aspect of this crow is that it has human teeth in its beak, lined up just like a humans. The crow looked around, smiling at people who it deemed worthy to smile at.
The man stopped in the middle of the room and promptly turned on heel and headed straight for the library as if he had done this millions of times before. The crow on his shoulder suddenly vanished as he entered the library and sat down on one of the sofa's, promptly summoning unseen servants to gather as many books they could find about a subject and gave them to him.
*Ight, I get her ready again.*
A Zylna drops from the rafter into his lap and slapped him... about 6 times.
Stroth sighs "I do suppose i deserve that"
She grabbed his collar. "WHERE DID YOU GO THIS TIME, YOU [GPGPGPGPGPG]?!?!?"
"Off world" he said, rather calmly, despite being slapped.
She slapped him again and hopped off his lap. "DIDN'T YOU FORGET SOMETHING?!" She gestured to herself. "WHY, STROTH? WHY?!?!?" She seemed very close to tears.
He watches her and stoops down to her level, watching her. He boops her nose "Im sorry but i can not risk your life. i care too deeply for you to let you get harmed."
The tears spilt over. "You're the only one I know in this place, I'd rather die by your side than be abandoned over and over like this." She looked him in the eyes for a moment, silently crying out a waterfall, then turned and slowly walked away.
He reaches out for her but stops and quickly pulls back his hand, biting his lip.
She stops, and without turning, spoke out. "This feeling, Stroth.... it's worse than the torture I went through as a slave." And on that note, she walks out.
Stroth stood up and imminently grabbed her, wrapping her in a hug. He ends up being in motion for to long and falls through the doorway, landing on his back to protect her. "Im sorry. Im so sorry. I know these are just and words mean nothing without action but I am sorry" he said.
She just laid limply in his arms and cried.
He laid there on the floor, hugging her tightly. He couldn't offer any words to console her so he just hugged her with all he had.
*Was I the only one who felt like that was a anime moment?*
*Nope, it has anime vibes for me as well.*
After a while, she just couldn't cry anymore, so she just laid there silently.
She pats her back "Shhhhh" he said like a father to a child who was upset.
*I like to imagine that they're in the middle of the floor, and people are just staring at them.*
She sniffles and tries to sit up.
*Same, Stroth just half-in and half-out of the library doorway while holding on to Zylna, the entire tavern in the main room questioning this*
He lets her, sitting himself up as well.
She wipes her face and stands fully up. "We can't keep doing this."
"But I don't want to let you go" he said, he looked like he was breaking inside.
"..." She turned to look at him, looking equally as devastated. "You shouldn't have left me, then."
He looks grim for a moment before standing up and summoning his cane "The I will erase all memory of me from you so you do not suffer any longer". Black tears streamed down his face.
She backed up a bit. "What?!"
He wipes his eyes on his sleeves "Do not be afraid, You feel much better after this happens"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Im pausing a few characters for a bit to work on them but once their done i re-enter them as if nothing happened. But for now i'll enter in the one i worked on the hardest*
A man walked into the tavern. He stood no more than 6'1 and had fair skin with some slightly tanned patches around his nose and cheeks. He had short brown hair that kicked up in the front and bright orange eyes like the flames in hell itself. He wore a tan trench-coat with many many pockets that held all sorts of things, a black button-up shirt, long black trousers, and nice looking dress shoes. He carried in one hand a cane made from glass-like obsidian with a silver crow-like ferrule with amber stones for eyes that gave off an eerie shadow when placed in the back of a light source. Around his neck was a gas mask made of silicone rubber and thick glass lenses. He carried a satchel like bag that gave off a chilling vibe to those who stared at it.
a small crow sat on his shoulder, the crow itself was disturbing. It was jet black with feathers that looked like smoke but were as sharp as steel. It had human-like eyes that were orange in color. The most disturbing aspect of this crow is that it has human teeth in its beak, lined up just like a humans. The crow looked around, smiling at people who it deemed worthy to smile at.
The man stopped in the middle of the room and promptly turned on heel and headed straight for the library as if he had done this millions of times before. The crow on his shoulder suddenly vanished as he entered the library and sat down on one of the sofa's, promptly summoning unseen servants to gather as many books they could find about a subject and gave them to him.
*Ight, I get her ready again.*
A Zylna drops from the rafter into his lap and slapped him... about 6 times.
Stroth sighs "I do suppose i deserve that"
She grabbed his collar. "WHERE DID YOU GO THIS TIME, YOU [GPGPGPGPGPG]?!?!?"
"Off world" he said, rather calmly, despite being slapped.
She slapped him again and hopped off his lap. "DIDN'T YOU FORGET SOMETHING?!" She gestured to herself. "WHY, STROTH? WHY?!?!?" She seemed very close to tears.
He watches her and stoops down to her level, watching her. He boops her nose "Im sorry but i can not risk your life. i care too deeply for you to let you get harmed."
The tears spilt over. "You're the only one I know in this place, I'd rather die by your side than be abandoned over and over like this." She looked him in the eyes for a moment, silently crying out a waterfall, then turned and slowly walked away.
He reaches out for her but stops and quickly pulls back his hand, biting his lip.
She stops, and without turning, spoke out. "This feeling, Stroth.... it's worse than the torture I went through as a slave." And on that note, she walks out.
Stroth stood up and imminently grabbed her, wrapping her in a hug. He ends up being in motion for to long and falls through the doorway, landing on his back to protect her. "Im sorry. Im so sorry. I know these are just and words mean nothing without action but I am sorry" he said.
She just laid limply in his arms and cried.
He laid there on the floor, hugging her tightly. He couldn't offer any words to console her so he just hugged her with all he had.
*Was I the only one who felt like that was a anime moment?*
*Nope, it has anime vibes for me as well.*
After a while, she just couldn't cry anymore, so she just laid there silently.
She pats her back "Shhhhh" he said like a father to a child who was upset.
*I like to imagine that they're in the middle of the floor, and people are just staring at them.*
She sniffles and tries to sit up.
*Same, Stroth just half-in and half-out of the library doorway while holding on to Zylna, the entire tavern in the main room questioning this*
He lets her, sitting himself up as well.
She wipes her face and stands fully up. "We can't keep doing this."
"But I don't want to let you go" he said, he looked like he was breaking inside.
"..." She turned to look at him, looking equally as devastated. "You shouldn't have left me, then."
He looks grim for a moment before standing up and summoning his cane "The I will erase all memory of me from you so you do not suffer any longer". Black tears streamed down his face.
She backed up a bit. "What?!"
He wipes his eyes on his sleeves "Do not be afraid, You feel much better after this happens"
"No, I don't want to forget you!" She backed up a bit more.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Im pausing a few characters for a bit to work on them but once their done i re-enter them as if nothing happened. But for now i'll enter in the one i worked on the hardest*
A man walked into the tavern. He stood no more than 6'1 and had fair skin with some slightly tanned patches around his nose and cheeks. He had short brown hair that kicked up in the front and bright orange eyes like the flames in hell itself. He wore a tan trench-coat with many many pockets that held all sorts of things, a black button-up shirt, long black trousers, and nice looking dress shoes. He carried in one hand a cane made from glass-like obsidian with a silver crow-like ferrule with amber stones for eyes that gave off an eerie shadow when placed in the back of a light source. Around his neck was a gas mask made of silicone rubber and thick glass lenses. He carried a satchel like bag that gave off a chilling vibe to those who stared at it.
a small crow sat on his shoulder, the crow itself was disturbing. It was jet black with feathers that looked like smoke but were as sharp as steel. It had human-like eyes that were orange in color. The most disturbing aspect of this crow is that it has human teeth in its beak, lined up just like a humans. The crow looked around, smiling at people who it deemed worthy to smile at.
The man stopped in the middle of the room and promptly turned on heel and headed straight for the library as if he had done this millions of times before. The crow on his shoulder suddenly vanished as he entered the library and sat down on one of the sofa's, promptly summoning unseen servants to gather as many books they could find about a subject and gave them to him.
*Ight, I get her ready again.*
A Zylna drops from the rafter into his lap and slapped him... about 6 times.
Stroth sighs "I do suppose i deserve that"
She grabbed his collar. "WHERE DID YOU GO THIS TIME, YOU [GPGPGPGPGPG]?!?!?"
"Off world" he said, rather calmly, despite being slapped.
She slapped him again and hopped off his lap. "DIDN'T YOU FORGET SOMETHING?!" She gestured to herself. "WHY, STROTH? WHY?!?!?" She seemed very close to tears.
He watches her and stoops down to her level, watching her. He boops her nose "Im sorry but i can not risk your life. i care too deeply for you to let you get harmed."
The tears spilt over. "You're the only one I know in this place, I'd rather die by your side than be abandoned over and over like this." She looked him in the eyes for a moment, silently crying out a waterfall, then turned and slowly walked away.
He reaches out for her but stops and quickly pulls back his hand, biting his lip.
She stops, and without turning, spoke out. "This feeling, Stroth.... it's worse than the torture I went through as a slave." And on that note, she walks out.
Stroth stood up and imminently grabbed her, wrapping her in a hug. He ends up being in motion for to long and falls through the doorway, landing on his back to protect her. "Im sorry. Im so sorry. I know these are just and words mean nothing without action but I am sorry" he said.
She just laid limply in his arms and cried.
He laid there on the floor, hugging her tightly. He couldn't offer any words to console her so he just hugged her with all he had.
*Was I the only one who felt like that was a anime moment?*
*Nope, it has anime vibes for me as well.*
After a while, she just couldn't cry anymore, so she just laid there silently.
She pats her back "Shhhhh" he said like a father to a child who was upset.
*I like to imagine that they're in the middle of the floor, and people are just staring at them.*
She sniffles and tries to sit up.
*Same, Stroth just half-in and half-out of the library doorway while holding on to Zylna, the entire tavern in the main room questioning this*
He lets her, sitting himself up as well.
She wipes her face and stands fully up. "We can't keep doing this."
"But I don't want to let you go" he said, he looked like he was breaking inside.
"..." She turned to look at him, looking equally as devastated. "You shouldn't have left me, then."
He looks grim for a moment before standing up and summoning his cane "The I will erase all memory of me from you so you do not suffer any longer". Black tears streamed down his face.
She backed up a bit. "What?!"
He wipes his eyes on his sleeves "Do not be afraid, You feel much better after this happens"
"No, I don't want to forget you!" She backed up a bit more.
"Think about it though, you would not be sad anymore" he said *Roll Insight*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Im pausing a few characters for a bit to work on them but once their done i re-enter them as if nothing happened. But for now i'll enter in the one i worked on the hardest*
A man walked into the tavern. He stood no more than 6'1 and had fair skin with some slightly tanned patches around his nose and cheeks. He had short brown hair that kicked up in the front and bright orange eyes like the flames in hell itself. He wore a tan trench-coat with many many pockets that held all sorts of things, a black button-up shirt, long black trousers, and nice looking dress shoes. He carried in one hand a cane made from glass-like obsidian with a silver crow-like ferrule with amber stones for eyes that gave off an eerie shadow when placed in the back of a light source. Around his neck was a gas mask made of silicone rubber and thick glass lenses. He carried a satchel like bag that gave off a chilling vibe to those who stared at it.
a small crow sat on his shoulder, the crow itself was disturbing. It was jet black with feathers that looked like smoke but were as sharp as steel. It had human-like eyes that were orange in color. The most disturbing aspect of this crow is that it has human teeth in its beak, lined up just like a humans. The crow looked around, smiling at people who it deemed worthy to smile at.
The man stopped in the middle of the room and promptly turned on heel and headed straight for the library as if he had done this millions of times before. The crow on his shoulder suddenly vanished as he entered the library and sat down on one of the sofa's, promptly summoning unseen servants to gather as many books they could find about a subject and gave them to him.
*Ight, I get her ready again.*
A Zylna drops from the rafter into his lap and slapped him... about 6 times.
Stroth sighs "I do suppose i deserve that"
She grabbed his collar. "WHERE DID YOU GO THIS TIME, YOU [GPGPGPGPGPG]?!?!?"
"Off world" he said, rather calmly, despite being slapped.
She slapped him again and hopped off his lap. "DIDN'T YOU FORGET SOMETHING?!" She gestured to herself. "WHY, STROTH? WHY?!?!?" She seemed very close to tears.
He watches her and stoops down to her level, watching her. He boops her nose "Im sorry but i can not risk your life. i care too deeply for you to let you get harmed."
The tears spilt over. "You're the only one I know in this place, I'd rather die by your side than be abandoned over and over like this." She looked him in the eyes for a moment, silently crying out a waterfall, then turned and slowly walked away.
He reaches out for her but stops and quickly pulls back his hand, biting his lip.
She stops, and without turning, spoke out. "This feeling, Stroth.... it's worse than the torture I went through as a slave." And on that note, she walks out.
Stroth stood up and imminently grabbed her, wrapping her in a hug. He ends up being in motion for to long and falls through the doorway, landing on his back to protect her. "Im sorry. Im so sorry. I know these are just and words mean nothing without action but I am sorry" he said.
She just laid limply in his arms and cried.
He laid there on the floor, hugging her tightly. He couldn't offer any words to console her so he just hugged her with all he had.
*Was I the only one who felt like that was a anime moment?*
*Nope, it has anime vibes for me as well.*
After a while, she just couldn't cry anymore, so she just laid there silently.
She pats her back "Shhhhh" he said like a father to a child who was upset.
*I like to imagine that they're in the middle of the floor, and people are just staring at them.*
She sniffles and tries to sit up.
*Same, Stroth just half-in and half-out of the library doorway while holding on to Zylna, the entire tavern in the main room questioning this*
He lets her, sitting himself up as well.
She wipes her face and stands fully up. "We can't keep doing this."
"But I don't want to let you go" he said, he looked like he was breaking inside.
"..." She turned to look at him, looking equally as devastated. "You shouldn't have left me, then."
He looks grim for a moment before standing up and summoning his cane "The I will erase all memory of me from you so you do not suffer any longer". Black tears streamed down his face.
She backed up a bit. "What?!"
He wipes his eyes on his sleeves "Do not be afraid, You feel much better after this happens"
"No, I don't want to forget you!" She backed up a bit more.
"Think about it though, you would not be sad anymore" he said *Roll Insight*
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Im pausing a few characters for a bit to work on them but once their done i re-enter them as if nothing happened. But for now i'll enter in the one i worked on the hardest*
A man walked into the tavern. He stood no more than 6'1 and had fair skin with some slightly tanned patches around his nose and cheeks. He had short brown hair that kicked up in the front and bright orange eyes like the flames in hell itself. He wore a tan trench-coat with many many pockets that held all sorts of things, a black button-up shirt, long black trousers, and nice looking dress shoes. He carried in one hand a cane made from glass-like obsidian with a silver crow-like ferrule with amber stones for eyes that gave off an eerie shadow when placed in the back of a light source. Around his neck was a gas mask made of silicone rubber and thick glass lenses. He carried a satchel like bag that gave off a chilling vibe to those who stared at it.
a small crow sat on his shoulder, the crow itself was disturbing. It was jet black with feathers that looked like smoke but were as sharp as steel. It had human-like eyes that were orange in color. The most disturbing aspect of this crow is that it has human teeth in its beak, lined up just like a humans. The crow looked around, smiling at people who it deemed worthy to smile at.
The man stopped in the middle of the room and promptly turned on heel and headed straight for the library as if he had done this millions of times before. The crow on his shoulder suddenly vanished as he entered the library and sat down on one of the sofa's, promptly summoning unseen servants to gather as many books they could find about a subject and gave them to him.
*Ight, I get her ready again.*
A Zylna drops from the rafter into his lap and slapped him... about 6 times.
Stroth sighs "I do suppose i deserve that"
She grabbed his collar. "WHERE DID YOU GO THIS TIME, YOU [GPGPGPGPGPG]?!?!?"
"Off world" he said, rather calmly, despite being slapped.
She slapped him again and hopped off his lap. "DIDN'T YOU FORGET SOMETHING?!" She gestured to herself. "WHY, STROTH? WHY?!?!?" She seemed very close to tears.
He watches her and stoops down to her level, watching her. He boops her nose "Im sorry but i can not risk your life. i care too deeply for you to let you get harmed."
The tears spilt over. "You're the only one I know in this place, I'd rather die by your side than be abandoned over and over like this." She looked him in the eyes for a moment, silently crying out a waterfall, then turned and slowly walked away.
He reaches out for her but stops and quickly pulls back his hand, biting his lip.
She stops, and without turning, spoke out. "This feeling, Stroth.... it's worse than the torture I went through as a slave." And on that note, she walks out.
Stroth stood up and imminently grabbed her, wrapping her in a hug. He ends up being in motion for to long and falls through the doorway, landing on his back to protect her. "Im sorry. Im so sorry. I know these are just and words mean nothing without action but I am sorry" he said.
She just laid limply in his arms and cried.
He laid there on the floor, hugging her tightly. He couldn't offer any words to console her so he just hugged her with all he had.
*Was I the only one who felt like that was a anime moment?*
*Nope, it has anime vibes for me as well.*
After a while, she just couldn't cry anymore, so she just laid there silently.
She pats her back "Shhhhh" he said like a father to a child who was upset.
*I like to imagine that they're in the middle of the floor, and people are just staring at them.*
She sniffles and tries to sit up.
*Same, Stroth just half-in and half-out of the library doorway while holding on to Zylna, the entire tavern in the main room questioning this*
He lets her, sitting himself up as well.
She wipes her face and stands fully up. "We can't keep doing this."
"But I don't want to let you go" he said, he looked like he was breaking inside.
"..." She turned to look at him, looking equally as devastated. "You shouldn't have left me, then."
He looks grim for a moment before standing up and summoning his cane "The I will erase all memory of me from you so you do not suffer any longer". Black tears streamed down his face.
She backed up a bit. "What?!"
He wipes his eyes on his sleeves "Do not be afraid, You feel much better after this happens"
"No, I don't want to forget you!" She backed up a bit more.
"Think about it though, you would not be sad anymore" he said *Roll Insight*
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He seems to be lost in sorrow and total grief.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Im pausing a few characters for a bit to work on them but once their done i re-enter them as if nothing happened. But for now i'll enter in the one i worked on the hardest*
A man walked into the tavern. He stood no more than 6'1 and had fair skin with some slightly tanned patches around his nose and cheeks. He had short brown hair that kicked up in the front and bright orange eyes like the flames in hell itself. He wore a tan trench-coat with many many pockets that held all sorts of things, a black button-up shirt, long black trousers, and nice looking dress shoes. He carried in one hand a cane made from glass-like obsidian with a silver crow-like ferrule with amber stones for eyes that gave off an eerie shadow when placed in the back of a light source. Around his neck was a gas mask made of silicone rubber and thick glass lenses. He carried a satchel like bag that gave off a chilling vibe to those who stared at it.
a small crow sat on his shoulder, the crow itself was disturbing. It was jet black with feathers that looked like smoke but were as sharp as steel. It had human-like eyes that were orange in color. The most disturbing aspect of this crow is that it has human teeth in its beak, lined up just like a humans. The crow looked around, smiling at people who it deemed worthy to smile at.
The man stopped in the middle of the room and promptly turned on heel and headed straight for the library as if he had done this millions of times before. The crow on his shoulder suddenly vanished as he entered the library and sat down on one of the sofa's, promptly summoning unseen servants to gather as many books they could find about a subject and gave them to him.
*Ight, I get her ready again.*
A Zylna drops from the rafter into his lap and slapped him... about 6 times.
Stroth sighs "I do suppose i deserve that"
She grabbed his collar. "WHERE DID YOU GO THIS TIME, YOU [GPGPGPGPGPG]?!?!?"
"Off world" he said, rather calmly, despite being slapped.
She slapped him again and hopped off his lap. "DIDN'T YOU FORGET SOMETHING?!" She gestured to herself. "WHY, STROTH? WHY?!?!?" She seemed very close to tears.
He watches her and stoops down to her level, watching her. He boops her nose "Im sorry but i can not risk your life. i care too deeply for you to let you get harmed."
The tears spilt over. "You're the only one I know in this place, I'd rather die by your side than be abandoned over and over like this." She looked him in the eyes for a moment, silently crying out a waterfall, then turned and slowly walked away.
He reaches out for her but stops and quickly pulls back his hand, biting his lip.
She stops, and without turning, spoke out. "This feeling, Stroth.... it's worse than the torture I went through as a slave." And on that note, she walks out.
Stroth stood up and imminently grabbed her, wrapping her in a hug. He ends up being in motion for to long and falls through the doorway, landing on his back to protect her. "Im sorry. Im so sorry. I know these are just and words mean nothing without action but I am sorry" he said.
She just laid limply in his arms and cried.
He laid there on the floor, hugging her tightly. He couldn't offer any words to console her so he just hugged her with all he had.
*Was I the only one who felt like that was a anime moment?*
*Nope, it has anime vibes for me as well.*
After a while, she just couldn't cry anymore, so she just laid there silently.
She pats her back "Shhhhh" he said like a father to a child who was upset.
*I like to imagine that they're in the middle of the floor, and people are just staring at them.*
She sniffles and tries to sit up.
*Same, Stroth just half-in and half-out of the library doorway while holding on to Zylna, the entire tavern in the main room questioning this*
He lets her, sitting himself up as well.
She wipes her face and stands fully up. "We can't keep doing this."
"But I don't want to let you go" he said, he looked like he was breaking inside.
"..." She turned to look at him, looking equally as devastated. "You shouldn't have left me, then."
He looks grim for a moment before standing up and summoning his cane "The I will erase all memory of me from you so you do not suffer any longer". Black tears streamed down his face.
She backed up a bit. "What?!"
He wipes his eyes on his sleeves "Do not be afraid, You feel much better after this happens"
"No, I don't want to forget you!" She backed up a bit more.
"Think about it though, you would not be sad anymore" he said *Roll Insight*
26
He seems to be lost in sorrow and total grief.
"S-stroth... stop it, please. I don't want to forget."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Im pausing a few characters for a bit to work on them but once their done i re-enter them as if nothing happened. But for now i'll enter in the one i worked on the hardest*
A man walked into the tavern. He stood no more than 6'1 and had fair skin with some slightly tanned patches around his nose and cheeks. He had short brown hair that kicked up in the front and bright orange eyes like the flames in hell itself. He wore a tan trench-coat with many many pockets that held all sorts of things, a black button-up shirt, long black trousers, and nice looking dress shoes. He carried in one hand a cane made from glass-like obsidian with a silver crow-like ferrule with amber stones for eyes that gave off an eerie shadow when placed in the back of a light source. Around his neck was a gas mask made of silicone rubber and thick glass lenses. He carried a satchel like bag that gave off a chilling vibe to those who stared at it.
a small crow sat on his shoulder, the crow itself was disturbing. It was jet black with feathers that looked like smoke but were as sharp as steel. It had human-like eyes that were orange in color. The most disturbing aspect of this crow is that it has human teeth in its beak, lined up just like a humans. The crow looked around, smiling at people who it deemed worthy to smile at.
The man stopped in the middle of the room and promptly turned on heel and headed straight for the library as if he had done this millions of times before. The crow on his shoulder suddenly vanished as he entered the library and sat down on one of the sofa's, promptly summoning unseen servants to gather as many books they could find about a subject and gave them to him.
*Ight, I get her ready again.*
A Zylna drops from the rafter into his lap and slapped him... about 6 times.
Stroth sighs "I do suppose i deserve that"
She grabbed his collar. "WHERE DID YOU GO THIS TIME, YOU [GPGPGPGPGPG]?!?!?"
"Off world" he said, rather calmly, despite being slapped.
She slapped him again and hopped off his lap. "DIDN'T YOU FORGET SOMETHING?!" She gestured to herself. "WHY, STROTH? WHY?!?!?" She seemed very close to tears.
He watches her and stoops down to her level, watching her. He boops her nose "Im sorry but i can not risk your life. i care too deeply for you to let you get harmed."
The tears spilt over. "You're the only one I know in this place, I'd rather die by your side than be abandoned over and over like this." She looked him in the eyes for a moment, silently crying out a waterfall, then turned and slowly walked away.
He reaches out for her but stops and quickly pulls back his hand, biting his lip.
She stops, and without turning, spoke out. "This feeling, Stroth.... it's worse than the torture I went through as a slave." And on that note, she walks out.
Stroth stood up and imminently grabbed her, wrapping her in a hug. He ends up being in motion for to long and falls through the doorway, landing on his back to protect her. "Im sorry. Im so sorry. I know these are just and words mean nothing without action but I am sorry" he said.
She just laid limply in his arms and cried.
He laid there on the floor, hugging her tightly. He couldn't offer any words to console her so he just hugged her with all he had.
*Was I the only one who felt like that was a anime moment?*
*Nope, it has anime vibes for me as well.*
After a while, she just couldn't cry anymore, so she just laid there silently.
She pats her back "Shhhhh" he said like a father to a child who was upset.
*I like to imagine that they're in the middle of the floor, and people are just staring at them.*
She sniffles and tries to sit up.
*Same, Stroth just half-in and half-out of the library doorway while holding on to Zylna, the entire tavern in the main room questioning this*
He lets her, sitting himself up as well.
She wipes her face and stands fully up. "We can't keep doing this."
"But I don't want to let you go" he said, he looked like he was breaking inside.
"..." She turned to look at him, looking equally as devastated. "You shouldn't have left me, then."
He looks grim for a moment before standing up and summoning his cane "The I will erase all memory of me from you so you do not suffer any longer". Black tears streamed down his face.
She backed up a bit. "What?!"
He wipes his eyes on his sleeves "Do not be afraid, You feel much better after this happens"
"No, I don't want to forget you!" She backed up a bit more.
"Think about it though, you would not be sad anymore" he said *Roll Insight*
26
He seems to be lost in sorrow and total grief.
"S-stroth... stop it, please. I don't want to forget."
He watches her and suddenly sits down on the floor, head in his hands. The cane disappears into thin air besides him. "I don't want you to be sad....."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Im pausing a few characters for a bit to work on them but once their done i re-enter them as if nothing happened. But for now i'll enter in the one i worked on the hardest*
A man walked into the tavern. He stood no more than 6'1 and had fair skin with some slightly tanned patches around his nose and cheeks. He had short brown hair that kicked up in the front and bright orange eyes like the flames in hell itself. He wore a tan trench-coat with many many pockets that held all sorts of things, a black button-up shirt, long black trousers, and nice looking dress shoes. He carried in one hand a cane made from glass-like obsidian with a silver crow-like ferrule with amber stones for eyes that gave off an eerie shadow when placed in the back of a light source. Around his neck was a gas mask made of silicone rubber and thick glass lenses. He carried a satchel like bag that gave off a chilling vibe to those who stared at it.
a small crow sat on his shoulder, the crow itself was disturbing. It was jet black with feathers that looked like smoke but were as sharp as steel. It had human-like eyes that were orange in color. The most disturbing aspect of this crow is that it has human teeth in its beak, lined up just like a humans. The crow looked around, smiling at people who it deemed worthy to smile at.
The man stopped in the middle of the room and promptly turned on heel and headed straight for the library as if he had done this millions of times before. The crow on his shoulder suddenly vanished as he entered the library and sat down on one of the sofa's, promptly summoning unseen servants to gather as many books they could find about a subject and gave them to him.
*Ight, I get her ready again.*
A Zylna drops from the rafter into his lap and slapped him... about 6 times.
Stroth sighs "I do suppose i deserve that"
She grabbed his collar. "WHERE DID YOU GO THIS TIME, YOU [GPGPGPGPGPG]?!?!?"
"Off world" he said, rather calmly, despite being slapped.
She slapped him again and hopped off his lap. "DIDN'T YOU FORGET SOMETHING?!" She gestured to herself. "WHY, STROTH? WHY?!?!?" She seemed very close to tears.
He watches her and stoops down to her level, watching her. He boops her nose "Im sorry but i can not risk your life. i care too deeply for you to let you get harmed."
The tears spilt over. "You're the only one I know in this place, I'd rather die by your side than be abandoned over and over like this." She looked him in the eyes for a moment, silently crying out a waterfall, then turned and slowly walked away.
He reaches out for her but stops and quickly pulls back his hand, biting his lip.
She stops, and without turning, spoke out. "This feeling, Stroth.... it's worse than the torture I went through as a slave." And on that note, she walks out.
Stroth stood up and imminently grabbed her, wrapping her in a hug. He ends up being in motion for to long and falls through the doorway, landing on his back to protect her. "Im sorry. Im so sorry. I know these are just and words mean nothing without action but I am sorry" he said.
She just laid limply in his arms and cried.
He laid there on the floor, hugging her tightly. He couldn't offer any words to console her so he just hugged her with all he had.
*Was I the only one who felt like that was a anime moment?*
*Nope, it has anime vibes for me as well.*
After a while, she just couldn't cry anymore, so she just laid there silently.
She pats her back "Shhhhh" he said like a father to a child who was upset.
*I like to imagine that they're in the middle of the floor, and people are just staring at them.*
She sniffles and tries to sit up.
*Same, Stroth just half-in and half-out of the library doorway while holding on to Zylna, the entire tavern in the main room questioning this*
He lets her, sitting himself up as well.
She wipes her face and stands fully up. "We can't keep doing this."
"But I don't want to let you go" he said, he looked like he was breaking inside.
"..." She turned to look at him, looking equally as devastated. "You shouldn't have left me, then."
He looks grim for a moment before standing up and summoning his cane "The I will erase all memory of me from you so you do not suffer any longer". Black tears streamed down his face.
She backed up a bit. "What?!"
He wipes his eyes on his sleeves "Do not be afraid, You feel much better after this happens"
"No, I don't want to forget you!" She backed up a bit more.
"Think about it though, you would not be sad anymore" he said *Roll Insight*
26
He seems to be lost in sorrow and total grief.
"S-stroth... stop it, please. I don't want to forget."
He watches her and suddenly sits down on the floor, head in his hands. The cane disappears into thin air besides him. "I don't want you to be sad....."
She stepped forward and set a hand on his head. "I may be sad... but I still don't want to forget you... you're the only actual friend I have."
*Im pausing a few characters for a bit to work on them but once their done i re-enter them as if nothing happened. But for now i'll enter in the one i worked on the hardest*
A man walked into the tavern. He stood no more than 6'1 and had fair skin with some slightly tanned patches around his nose and cheeks. He had short brown hair that kicked up in the front and bright orange eyes like the flames in hell itself. He wore a tan trench-coat with many many pockets that held all sorts of things, a black button-up shirt, long black trousers, and nice looking dress shoes. He carried in one hand a cane made from glass-like obsidian with a silver crow-like ferrule with amber stones for eyes that gave off an eerie shadow when placed in the back of a light source. Around his neck was a gas mask made of silicone rubber and thick glass lenses. He carried a satchel like bag that gave off a chilling vibe to those who stared at it.
a small crow sat on his shoulder, the crow itself was disturbing. It was jet black with feathers that looked like smoke but were as sharp as steel. It had human-like eyes that were orange in color. The most disturbing aspect of this crow is that it has human teeth in its beak, lined up just like a humans. The crow looked around, smiling at people who it deemed worthy to smile at.
The man stopped in the middle of the room and promptly turned on heel and headed straight for the library as if he had done this millions of times before. The crow on his shoulder suddenly vanished as he entered the library and sat down on one of the sofa's, promptly summoning unseen servants to gather as many books they could find about a subject and gave them to him.
*Ight, I get her ready again.*
A Zylna drops from the rafter into his lap and slapped him... about 6 times.
Stroth sighs "I do suppose i deserve that"
She grabbed his collar. "WHERE DID YOU GO THIS TIME, YOU [GPGPGPGPGPG]?!?!?"
"Off world" he said, rather calmly, despite being slapped.
She slapped him again and hopped off his lap. "DIDN'T YOU FORGET SOMETHING?!" She gestured to herself. "WHY, STROTH? WHY?!?!?" She seemed very close to tears.
He watches her and stoops down to her level, watching her. He boops her nose "Im sorry but i can not risk your life. i care too deeply for you to let you get harmed."
The tears spilt over. "You're the only one I know in this place, I'd rather die by your side than be abandoned over and over like this." She looked him in the eyes for a moment, silently crying out a waterfall, then turned and slowly walked away.
He reaches out for her but stops and quickly pulls back his hand, biting his lip.
She stops, and without turning, spoke out. "This feeling, Stroth.... it's worse than the torture I went through as a slave." And on that note, she walks out.
Stroth stood up and imminently grabbed her, wrapping her in a hug. He ends up being in motion for to long and falls through the doorway, landing on his back to protect her. "Im sorry. Im so sorry. I know these are just and words mean nothing without action but I am sorry" he said.
She just laid limply in his arms and cried.
He laid there on the floor, hugging her tightly. He couldn't offer any words to console her so he just hugged her with all he had.
*Was I the only one who felt like that was a anime moment?*
*Nope, it has anime vibes for me as well.*
After a while, she just couldn't cry anymore, so she just laid there silently.
She pats her back "Shhhhh" he said like a father to a child who was upset.
*I like to imagine that they're in the middle of the floor, and people are just staring at them.*
She sniffles and tries to sit up.
*Same, Stroth just half-in and half-out of the library doorway while holding on to Zylna, the entire tavern in the main room questioning this*
He lets her, sitting himself up as well.
She wipes her face and stands fully up. "We can't keep doing this."
"But I don't want to let you go" he said, he looked like he was breaking inside.
"..." She turned to look at him, looking equally as devastated. "You shouldn't have left me, then."
He looks grim for a moment before standing up and summoning his cane "The I will erase all memory of me from you so you do not suffer any longer". Black tears streamed down his face.
She backed up a bit. "What?!"
He wipes his eyes on his sleeves "Do not be afraid, You feel much better after this happens"
"No, I don't want to forget you!" She backed up a bit more.
"Think about it though, you would not be sad anymore" he said *Roll Insight*
26
He seems to be lost in sorrow and total grief.
"S-stroth... stop it, please. I don't want to forget."
He watches her and suddenly sits down on the floor, head in his hands. The cane disappears into thin air besides him. "I don't want you to be sad....."
She stepped forward and set a hand on his head. "I may be sad... but I still don't want to forget you... you're the only actual friend I have."
He looked up and wiped his tears on his coat's sleeves. "ah." he said with a shy smile "Im sorry i got all emotional"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Im pausing a few characters for a bit to work on them but once their done i re-enter them as if nothing happened. But for now i'll enter in the one i worked on the hardest*
A man walked into the tavern. He stood no more than 6'1 and had fair skin with some slightly tanned patches around his nose and cheeks. He had short brown hair that kicked up in the front and bright orange eyes like the flames in hell itself. He wore a tan trench-coat with many many pockets that held all sorts of things, a black button-up shirt, long black trousers, and nice looking dress shoes. He carried in one hand a cane made from glass-like obsidian with a silver crow-like ferrule with amber stones for eyes that gave off an eerie shadow when placed in the back of a light source. Around his neck was a gas mask made of silicone rubber and thick glass lenses. He carried a satchel like bag that gave off a chilling vibe to those who stared at it.
a small crow sat on his shoulder, the crow itself was disturbing. It was jet black with feathers that looked like smoke but were as sharp as steel. It had human-like eyes that were orange in color. The most disturbing aspect of this crow is that it has human teeth in its beak, lined up just like a humans. The crow looked around, smiling at people who it deemed worthy to smile at.
The man stopped in the middle of the room and promptly turned on heel and headed straight for the library as if he had done this millions of times before. The crow on his shoulder suddenly vanished as he entered the library and sat down on one of the sofa's, promptly summoning unseen servants to gather as many books they could find about a subject and gave them to him.
*Ight, I get her ready again.*
A Zylna drops from the rafter into his lap and slapped him... about 6 times.
Stroth sighs "I do suppose i deserve that"
She grabbed his collar. "WHERE DID YOU GO THIS TIME, YOU [GPGPGPGPGPG]?!?!?"
"Off world" he said, rather calmly, despite being slapped.
She slapped him again and hopped off his lap. "DIDN'T YOU FORGET SOMETHING?!" She gestured to herself. "WHY, STROTH? WHY?!?!?" She seemed very close to tears.
He watches her and stoops down to her level, watching her. He boops her nose "Im sorry but i can not risk your life. i care too deeply for you to let you get harmed."
The tears spilt over. "You're the only one I know in this place, I'd rather die by your side than be abandoned over and over like this." She looked him in the eyes for a moment, silently crying out a waterfall, then turned and slowly walked away.
He reaches out for her but stops and quickly pulls back his hand, biting his lip.
She stops, and without turning, spoke out. "This feeling, Stroth.... it's worse than the torture I went through as a slave." And on that note, she walks out.
Stroth stood up and imminently grabbed her, wrapping her in a hug. He ends up being in motion for to long and falls through the doorway, landing on his back to protect her. "Im sorry. Im so sorry. I know these are just and words mean nothing without action but I am sorry" he said.
She just laid limply in his arms and cried.
He laid there on the floor, hugging her tightly. He couldn't offer any words to console her so he just hugged her with all he had.
*Was I the only one who felt like that was a anime moment?*
*Nope, it has anime vibes for me as well.*
After a while, she just couldn't cry anymore, so she just laid there silently.
She pats her back "Shhhhh" he said like a father to a child who was upset.
*I like to imagine that they're in the middle of the floor, and people are just staring at them.*
She sniffles and tries to sit up.
*Same, Stroth just half-in and half-out of the library doorway while holding on to Zylna, the entire tavern in the main room questioning this*
He lets her, sitting himself up as well.
She wipes her face and stands fully up. "We can't keep doing this."
"But I don't want to let you go" he said, he looked like he was breaking inside.
"..." She turned to look at him, looking equally as devastated. "You shouldn't have left me, then."
He looks grim for a moment before standing up and summoning his cane "The I will erase all memory of me from you so you do not suffer any longer". Black tears streamed down his face.
She backed up a bit. "What?!"
He wipes his eyes on his sleeves "Do not be afraid, You feel much better after this happens"
"No, I don't want to forget you!" She backed up a bit more.
"Think about it though, you would not be sad anymore" he said *Roll Insight*
26
He seems to be lost in sorrow and total grief.
"S-stroth... stop it, please. I don't want to forget."
He watches her and suddenly sits down on the floor, head in his hands. The cane disappears into thin air besides him. "I don't want you to be sad....."
She stepped forward and set a hand on his head. "I may be sad... but I still don't want to forget you... you're the only actual friend I have."
He looked up and wiped his tears on his coat's sleeves. "ah." he said with a shy smile "Im sorry i got all emotional"
"It's okay..." She hugged his head. "... just please don't leave me again."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
V watches and listens to him.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A rather tall (for an elf) Eladrin walks into the tavern, a guitar slung over his back. He has a rapier and shortsword hanging easily off his belt, and ornate studded leather armor. Several daggers are visible. He fiery red-gold hair catches the last light of the sunset outside, and his clear, ice blue eyes provide a stunning contrast. A purple faerie dragon sits on his shoulder. He scans the tavern briefly before sitting in the corner and strumming a simple, and yet extraordinarily beautiful melody.
V watches and listens to him.
The Eladrin smiles slightly, obviously happy that he has at least one person listening. The tempo and song change slightly, making it a bit more of a festive song, and the complexity of it goes up as well.
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He looks grim for a moment before standing up and summoning his cane "The I will erase all memory of me from you so you do not suffer any longer". Black tears streamed down his face.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She backed up a bit. "What?!"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
He wipes his eyes on his sleeves "Do not be afraid, You feel much better after this happens"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"No, I don't want to forget you!" She backed up a bit more.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Think about it though, you would not be sad anymore" he said *Roll Insight*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
He seems to be lost in sorrow and total grief.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"S-stroth... stop it, please. I don't want to forget."
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.
He watches her and suddenly sits down on the floor, head in his hands. The cane disappears into thin air besides him. "I don't want you to be sad....."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She stepped forward and set a hand on his head. "I may be sad... but I still don't want to forget you... you're the only actual friend I have."
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.
He looked up and wiped his tears on his coat's sleeves. "ah." he said with a shy smile "Im sorry i got all emotional"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"It's okay..." She hugged his head. "... just please don't leave me again."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*Morning all! I had introed a new character late last night, so I'll go find the intro for those who may want to interact with him.*
He smiled again, hugging her. "I cannot promise this but if i leave, i will tell you" he said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She playfully flicked his ear. "Then I'll just follow you anyways."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
V watches and listens to him.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
He chuckles "Ill try and stop you then"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"And you'll fail."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
The Eladrin smiles slightly, obviously happy that he has at least one person listening. The tempo and song change slightly, making it a bit more of a festive song, and the complexity of it goes up as well.