He smiles. "Absolutely. I can order us a couple drinks if you like as well."
"I will never turn down free drinks. But I'm not really an alcohol person. More like.. an apple juice person." Pidge gave a cheeky smile. "Got any song requests?"
Yazrin chuckles. "Nothing in particular." He turns to the bartender and order her a glass of apple juice and a glass of Cherry Feywine for himself.
Pidge summons a small guitar, strumming it gently before singing. The song is somewhat sad, and seems to be about loss. She finishes with a smile. "How's that?"
Performance: 27
He's leaning back against the bar, smiling a little. "Amazing..." He says, his voice barely above a whisper.
She laughed, a bit embarrassed. "Thanks. That one's my favorite."
He sets a hand on her shoulder gently. "There's no need for you to be embarrassed." He says with a warm smile. "You have an amazing voice."
"Ha.. I wish I could believe that. I usually just play for fun." Her tone was bitter. "I've been told how much my music sucks."
He smiles. Then why don't I let you listen to your own performance? He asks.
Lumen looks away, continuing to sort the gems. "Why are you really here?"
"I was here already to find food for my friend, and saw you here."
*This is true*
"Who's your friend? And the pantry's the other direction."
"Danger Foilage. And it is. I got lost... If you don't need help, just tell me."
"Everything's fine..." Insight check?
26
"Okay..."
Yeah............... no. She's not OK. She seems shaken up by the prank.
She keeps her face turned away from him.
Raphael is shaken by guilt, and begins to pick things up. "Where should I put them? I demand to help."
She clutches her stuff, reluctant to let a stranger handle them.
Raphael waits for instructions
She nods to some books. "On the shelves, sorted with the Dewey Decimal System."
They nod back, before shifting to an owlin and putting them in their right places
She starts and knocks over a stack when he shifts.
"Something wrong?"
"Y-you can change shape?"
"Yes... You want me to be a winged elf?"
"..." She's speechless, but she manages to pull out a journal and begin writing down everything about Raphael.
Raphael finishes organizing the books
She continues to write down everything on him, then pulls out the books he organized, cross-referencing stuff to find out what he is.
"Need any more help?"
"What can you do? What are you? Where do you come from? Who are you? Why are you here? How can you change shape?" She pauses for breath.
*Gtg soon, hopefully be back quickly.*
They chuckle a bit. "I can help. Can not disclose. The lands beyond. Raphael. To help my friend. By the changing of my soul." They say, slowly walking away
".....................That doesn't help." She does note the answers down, though. She follows him.
They speed walk away
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"Embarrassing? Dont worry... I wouldnt judge you..."
"I'm sure you can. You are choosing not to. I wish to help."
Zay slowly took off the paper bag. His face is red and he looks flustered.
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Lumen looks away, continuing to sort the gems. "Why are you really here?"
"I was here already to find food for my friend, and saw you here."
*This is true*
"Who's your friend? And the pantry's the other direction."
"Danger Foilage. And it is. I got lost... If you don't need help, just tell me."
"Everything's fine..." Insight check?
26
"Okay..."
Yeah............... no. She's not OK. She seems shaken up by the prank.
She keeps her face turned away from him.
Raphael is shaken by guilt, and begins to pick things up. "Where should I put them? I demand to help."
She clutches her stuff, reluctant to let a stranger handle them.
Raphael waits for instructions
She nods to some books. "On the shelves, sorted with the Dewey Decimal System."
They nod back, before shifting to an owlin and putting them in their right places
She starts and knocks over a stack when he shifts.
"Something wrong?"
"Y-you can change shape?"
"Yes... You want me to be a winged elf?"
"..." She's speechless, but she manages to pull out a journal and begin writing down everything about Raphael.
Raphael finishes organizing the books
She continues to write down everything on him, then pulls out the books he organized, cross-referencing stuff to find out what he is.
"Need any more help?"
"What can you do? What are you? Where do you come from? Who are you? Why are you here? How can you change shape?" She pauses for breath.
*Gtg soon, hopefully be back quickly.*
They chuckle a bit. "I can help. Can not disclose. The lands beyond. Raphael. To help my friend. By the changing of my soul." They say, slowly walking away
".....................That doesn't help." She does note the answers down, though. She follows him.
They speed walk away
She flies after them, still noting down stuff.
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"Embarrassing? Dont worry... I wouldnt judge you..."
"I'm sure you can. You are choosing not to. I wish to help."
Zay slowly took off the paper bag. His face is red and he looks flustered.
"I cannot. Its part of his betrayal..."
"Your face is... Very red" she starts trying to check his temperature
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Shenzi is fixing her braids, adding beads to them.
Pidge is on the roof, trying to make a makeshift zipline.
Kite is downstairs with a cup of water.
*Shenzi?*
Hazel walks over to kite, since i haven't had her interact with anyone else
*Tall dark skinned elf woman that's also a flind.*
"Heya mate! You new around here?"
*Cool*
"Uh, yes. I am new around here." She nods (Want her description?)
*Yes please*
"I'm Kite! Nice to meet you!" She held out a hand.
*She's a drow elf, with silver eyes, and long white hair in a braid down her back. She's wearing robes, and its evident she's trying to hide her face from kite*
"Uh, H-hazel." She says, shaking her hand
"No need to be so shy!" Kite smiles. "I could buy you a drink if you'd like?"
She nods, but doesn't look up at her, hood still pulled over her face
Kite hands her a mug of apple cider. "I understand if there's something you want to hide, but I promise I won't judge you. You really don't have to worry about that."
'...promise?" She asks, taking the mug and holding out her other hand in half a pinky promise
Kite nodded, locking her pinky with hers. "Cross my heart, Hazel!"
Hazel hesitantly pulls down her hood, revealing she's a drow elf
This immediately gets Yazrin's attention, his eyes going wide with curiosity and a bit of fear.
*Is he a drow/ has he been around a lot of drow?*
*Oh, he's a Drow. Former Noble from Menzoberranzan. His house was destroyed by another that was aided by House Baenre.*
*he can see that she's not a full drow*
He's still on edge, but a bit more curious now. Who are you? He asks, his maroon eyes still narrowed slightly.
She looks around for a moment, confused, Um... hello? I'm Hazel?
A half-drow...unusual... He gently guides her line of sight towards himself, where he's leaning against the bar, eyes slightly narrowed, but definitely curious, and still a bit on edge.
Um, thank you? He eyes widen when she spots him, You're like me?
Not quite... I'm a full Drow. He smiles slightly. Yazrin Tlin'Orrza, former firstboy and weapons master of the Twelfth house of Menzoberranzan, now a hunted a hunted rogue. He says, bowing his head slightly.
I uh, don't have a special title, but hi.
Yazrin smiles slightly again. Why don't you join me? Tell me some more about yourself and how you came to be here.
Well, i'm having a current conversation.... maybe you can come over?
He chuckles. Sure. He turns to the bar, and downs the majority of a glass of red-tinged feywine in one go before standing and making his way towards her.
She looks up at him, "You're tall." She says
*He's only 5'8. XD*
He laughs. "I'm almost 300 years old too." He says, chuckling.
*Taller than her lol*
"Thats like... double how long i could live total."
He chuckles. "Well, you're a half-drow, so You don't live quite as long."
"You're lucky." She says, poking him
He grins. "Hey, I'm who made up the rules on how long we can live."
Shenzi is fixing her braids, adding beads to them.
Pidge is on the roof, trying to make a makeshift zipline.
Kite is downstairs with a cup of water.
*Shenzi?*
Hazel walks over to kite, since i haven't had her interact with anyone else
*Tall dark skinned elf woman that's also a flind.*
"Heya mate! You new around here?"
*Cool*
"Uh, yes. I am new around here." She nods (Want her description?)
*Yes please*
"I'm Kite! Nice to meet you!" She held out a hand.
*She's a drow elf, with silver eyes, and long white hair in a braid down her back. She's wearing robes, and its evident she's trying to hide her face from kite*
"Uh, H-hazel." She says, shaking her hand
"No need to be so shy!" Kite smiles. "I could buy you a drink if you'd like?"
She nods, but doesn't look up at her, hood still pulled over her face
Kite hands her a mug of apple cider. "I understand if there's something you want to hide, but I promise I won't judge you. You really don't have to worry about that."
'...promise?" She asks, taking the mug and holding out her other hand in half a pinky promise
Kite nodded, locking her pinky with hers. "Cross my heart, Hazel!"
Hazel hesitantly pulls down her hood, revealing she's a drow elf
This immediately gets Yazrin's attention, his eyes going wide with curiosity and a bit of fear.
*Is he a drow/ has he been around a lot of drow?*
*Oh, he's a Drow. Former Noble from Menzoberranzan. His house was destroyed by another that was aided by House Baenre.*
*he can see that she's not a full drow*
He's still on edge, but a bit more curious now. Who are you? He asks, his maroon eyes still narrowed slightly.
She looks around for a moment, confused, Um... hello? I'm Hazel?
A half-drow...unusual... He gently guides her line of sight towards himself, where he's leaning against the bar, eyes slightly narrowed, but definitely curious, and still a bit on edge.
Um, thank you? He eyes widen when she spots him, You're like me?
Not quite... I'm a full Drow. He smiles slightly. Yazrin Tlin'Orrza, former firstboy and weapons master of the Twelfth house of Menzoberranzan, now a hunted a hunted rogue. He says, bowing his head slightly.
I uh, don't have a special title, but hi.
Yazrin smiles slightly again. Why don't you join me? Tell me some more about yourself and how you came to be here.
Well, i'm having a current conversation.... maybe you can come over?
He chuckles. Sure. He turns to the bar, and downs the majority of a glass of red-tinged feywine in one go before standing and making his way towards her.
She looks up at him, "You're tall." She says
*He's only 5'8. XD*
He laughs. "I'm almost 300 years old too." He says, chuckling.
*Taller than her lol*
"Thats like... double how long i could live total."
He chuckles. "Well, you're a half-drow, so You don't live quite as long."
"You're lucky." She says, poking him
He grins. "Hey, I'm who made up the rules on how long we can live."
'Sure ya did." She smirk
He laughs. "Nope. Not me!"
"Pfft, ok." She say, jabbing him in the side
"Hey!" He says, obviously pretending that it hurt, before grinning. He gently elbows her in the side, chuckling.
He smiles. "Absolutely. I can order us a couple drinks if you like as well."
"I will never turn down free drinks. But I'm not really an alcohol person. More like.. an apple juice person." Pidge gave a cheeky smile. "Got any song requests?"
Yazrin chuckles. "Nothing in particular." He turns to the bartender and order her a glass of apple juice and a glass of Cherry Feywine for himself.
Pidge summons a small guitar, strumming it gently before singing. The song is somewhat sad, and seems to be about loss. She finishes with a smile. "How's that?"
Performance: 27
He's leaning back against the bar, smiling a little. "Amazing..." He says, his voice barely above a whisper.
She laughed, a bit embarrassed. "Thanks. That one's my favorite."
He sets a hand on her shoulder gently. "There's no need for you to be embarrassed." He says with a warm smile. "You have an amazing voice."
"Ha.. I wish I could believe that. I usually just play for fun." Her tone was bitter. "I've been told how much my music sucks."
He smiles. Then why don't I let you listen to your own performance? He asks.
"How? And I'm not sure that'll help." She grumbled. "I can't judge my own music. I'm not a professional."
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Lumen looks away, continuing to sort the gems. "Why are you really here?"
"I was here already to find food for my friend, and saw you here."
*This is true*
"Who's your friend? And the pantry's the other direction."
"Danger Foilage. And it is. I got lost... If you don't need help, just tell me."
"Everything's fine..." Insight check?
26
"Okay..."
Yeah............... no. She's not OK. She seems shaken up by the prank.
She keeps her face turned away from him.
Raphael is shaken by guilt, and begins to pick things up. "Where should I put them? I demand to help."
She clutches her stuff, reluctant to let a stranger handle them.
Raphael waits for instructions
She nods to some books. "On the shelves, sorted with the Dewey Decimal System."
They nod back, before shifting to an owlin and putting them in their right places
She starts and knocks over a stack when he shifts.
"Something wrong?"
"Y-you can change shape?"
"Yes... You want me to be a winged elf?"
"..." She's speechless, but she manages to pull out a journal and begin writing down everything about Raphael.
Raphael finishes organizing the books
She continues to write down everything on him, then pulls out the books he organized, cross-referencing stuff to find out what he is.
"Need any more help?"
"What can you do? What are you? Where do you come from? Who are you? Why are you here? How can you change shape?" She pauses for breath.
*Gtg soon, hopefully be back quickly.*
They chuckle a bit. "I can help. Can not disclose. The lands beyond. Raphael. To help my friend. By the changing of my soul." They say, slowly walking away
".....................That doesn't help." She does note the answers down, though. She follows him.
They speed walk away
She flies after them, still noting down stuff.
They transform into an aarockra and dash away
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He smiles. "Absolutely. I can order us a couple drinks if you like as well."
"I will never turn down free drinks. But I'm not really an alcohol person. More like.. an apple juice person." Pidge gave a cheeky smile. "Got any song requests?"
Yazrin chuckles. "Nothing in particular." He turns to the bartender and order her a glass of apple juice and a glass of Cherry Feywine for himself.
Pidge summons a small guitar, strumming it gently before singing. The song is somewhat sad, and seems to be about loss. She finishes with a smile. "How's that?"
Performance: 27
He's leaning back against the bar, smiling a little. "Amazing..." He says, his voice barely above a whisper.
She laughed, a bit embarrassed. "Thanks. That one's my favorite."
He sets a hand on her shoulder gently. "There's no need for you to be embarrassed." He says with a warm smile. "You have an amazing voice."
"Ha.. I wish I could believe that. I usually just play for fun." Her tone was bitter. "I've been told how much my music sucks."
He smiles. Then why don't I let you listen to your own performance? He asks.
"How? And I'm not sure that'll help." She grumbled. "I can't judge my own music. I'm not a professional."
Like this... He opens the telepathic connection fully to her, and lets her listen to her own performance through his eyes. She also gets a hint of sadness coming from him during the performance, but it doesn't affect it in the least. She is good, VERY good.
Raphael streatches after a while, waking up. "So... Now what?" She says, looking up to Elendon. "Um... we can go.............. fishing?" They say, looking at the lake
Elendon chuckles. "Sure." He reaches into seemingly nowhere and pulls out a pair of fishing rods, already baited.
"Cool... To be honest I have never fished. I was just wanting to suggest something." They say, as they grab one
"And it's been a couple thousand since I last went fishing so we're pretty in the same boat." He chuckles.
"Um.... Sure. But um... well mind if I ask a question?" Raphael asks, stumbling over their words as usual
Elendon chuckles. "You're still nervous around me, aren't you?" He smiles. "And yes, you may."
"I... I am wary of messing up. I doubt that I will do everything correctly. It was easy before, because I had limits and knew what to do, but you don't give me orders (which is perfectly fine and I understand why you would do so) but... I have a lot more ways to mess up." They sigh. "I thought gods were just magically gifted with everything... So you don't need experience in fishing, do you?"
Elendon laughs. "You need to believe in yourself a bit more, Raphael. Yes, I am a deity, but heck, even I have made mistakes before. As for not needing experience in fishing, that's true of those who where created as deities. I am a mortal that was raised to be a deity."
"Oh right." They stand up straight, trying to live up to the angel their deity wants them to be. "How was that? Becoming a deity?"
He pauses. "Unusual...I mean, I died as a mortal, and then woke up in front of Stargazer, the Creator, who had decided to elevate me. and my adventuring companions, to the second rank of the pantheon, directly under himself, and above all other deities in the pantheon."
Raphael lets a sigh of relief after the pause, happy that they didn't strike a cord. "Cool... Do you remember your mortal life?"
"All of it; the good and the bad."
"Um... Nice. Wish I knew mine...." They think for a while. "Um... what was your favorite thing you could do as a mortal but not a god?"
*Sorry, I had some stuff to do.*
Elendon leans back against the roots of the willow. "Honestly, I don't really know...probably being able to have normal children. Now, if I have a child with anyone, it's either an Empyrean or another form of celestial..." He sighs. "Otherwise, with my rank in the pantheon, I can do just about whatever I want."
"Cool... um... Shall I continue asking you questions?"
Elendon chuckles. "That is up to you."
"Did you get to decide what to be the god of?"
He smiles. "I had some say in it, but it was Stargazer's say in the end. As for my being the General of the Angelic Armies, that was already given me, considering I helped rally the humanoid races, giants, and basically everything that wasn't already in the war, to fight alongside the dragons in the Creation War."
"Cool... Did you always give your angels free will?"
"Not at first, btu I quickly got frustrated with them taking every single thing as an order, even jokes." He sighs. "So I quickly started making that a requirement to serve me. It's gotten much better since then."
"Cool... Could I interest you in an exspiriment?"
Elendon blinks. "Perhaps."
"Okay, so I have gone from chained will to free will. Want about the reverse? For a day I could gain my obedience back."
He sighs. "It can easily be done..." His voice trails off.
"... But you won't do it." They say, finishing their sentence. "Um... want to change the conversation?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Lumen looks away, continuing to sort the gems. "Why are you really here?"
"I was here already to find food for my friend, and saw you here."
*This is true*
"Who's your friend? And the pantry's the other direction."
"Danger Foilage. And it is. I got lost... If you don't need help, just tell me."
"Everything's fine..." Insight check?
26
"Okay..."
Yeah............... no. She's not OK. She seems shaken up by the prank.
She keeps her face turned away from him.
Raphael is shaken by guilt, and begins to pick things up. "Where should I put them? I demand to help."
She clutches her stuff, reluctant to let a stranger handle them.
Raphael waits for instructions
She nods to some books. "On the shelves, sorted with the Dewey Decimal System."
They nod back, before shifting to an owlin and putting them in their right places
She starts and knocks over a stack when he shifts.
"Something wrong?"
"Y-you can change shape?"
"Yes... You want me to be a winged elf?"
"..." She's speechless, but she manages to pull out a journal and begin writing down everything about Raphael.
Raphael finishes organizing the books
She continues to write down everything on him, then pulls out the books he organized, cross-referencing stuff to find out what he is.
"Need any more help?"
"What can you do? What are you? Where do you come from? Who are you? Why are you here? How can you change shape?" She pauses for breath.
*Gtg soon, hopefully be back quickly.*
They chuckle a bit. "I can help. Can not disclose. The lands beyond. Raphael. To help my friend. By the changing of my soul." They say, slowly walking away
".....................That doesn't help." She does note the answers down, though. She follows him.
They speed walk away
She flies after them, still noting down stuff.
They transform into an aarockra and dash away
*Speed? Lumen has 60 feet of flight.*
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She grins happily, flexing one of her arms. She is very much in shape
Kite gasps. "Do you want to do a run with me? I haven't had a running partner in years!"
"Oh, sure!" She nods
Kite grabs her hand and leads her outside.
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Lumen looks away, continuing to sort the gems. "Why are you really here?"
"I was here already to find food for my friend, and saw you here."
*This is true*
"Who's your friend? And the pantry's the other direction."
"Danger Foilage. And it is. I got lost... If you don't need help, just tell me."
"Everything's fine..." Insight check?
26
"Okay..."
Yeah............... no. She's not OK. She seems shaken up by the prank.
She keeps her face turned away from him.
Raphael is shaken by guilt, and begins to pick things up. "Where should I put them? I demand to help."
She clutches her stuff, reluctant to let a stranger handle them.
Raphael waits for instructions
She nods to some books. "On the shelves, sorted with the Dewey Decimal System."
They nod back, before shifting to an owlin and putting them in their right places
She starts and knocks over a stack when he shifts.
"Something wrong?"
"Y-you can change shape?"
"Yes... You want me to be a winged elf?"
"..." She's speechless, but she manages to pull out a journal and begin writing down everything about Raphael.
Raphael finishes organizing the books
She continues to write down everything on him, then pulls out the books he organized, cross-referencing stuff to find out what he is.
"Need any more help?"
"What can you do? What are you? Where do you come from? Who are you? Why are you here? How can you change shape?" She pauses for breath.
*Gtg soon, hopefully be back quickly.*
They chuckle a bit. "I can help. Can not disclose. The lands beyond. Raphael. To help my friend. By the changing of my soul." They say, slowly walking away
".....................That doesn't help." She does note the answers down, though. She follows him.
They speed walk away
She flies after them, still noting down stuff.
They transform into an aarockra and dash away
*Speed? Lumen has 60 feet of flight.*
*100 ft dashing*
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He smiles. Then why don't I let you listen to your own performance? He asks.
They speed walk away
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
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"I'm sure you can. You are choosing not to. I wish to help."
Zay slowly took off the paper bag. His face is red and he looks flustered.
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She flies after them, still noting down stuff.
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"Oh, sure!" She nods
Zay grabs his wrist. "Who are you?" He glares.
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"I cannot. Its part of his betrayal..."
"Your face is... Very red" she starts trying to check his temperature
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Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
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Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
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"Pfft, ok." She say, jabbing him in the side
"Hey!" He says, obviously pretending that it hurt, before grinning. He gently elbows her in the side, chuckling.
"How? And I'm not sure that'll help." She grumbled. "I can't judge my own music. I'm not a professional."
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*Lothair is the pseudodragon* It squeals in Zay's grasp
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
They transform into an aarockra and dash away
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Like this... He opens the telepathic connection fully to her, and lets her listen to her own performance through his eyes. She also gets a hint of sadness coming from him during the performance, but it doesn't affect it in the least. She is good, VERY good.
"... But you won't do it." They say, finishing their sentence. "Um... want to change the conversation?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Speed? Lumen has 60 feet of flight.*
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Kite grabs her hand and leads her outside.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Didn't know, sorry*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*100 ft dashing*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now