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#3020 Jan 18, 2022
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"ah, its nothing now" he said and chuckled

"Nothing is ever just nothing, but if you don't wish to say more, I won't pry."

He nods in thankfulness.

He pulls out one of his daggers and picks at his claws.

Anson looks like a child sitting at the table. he eats his breakfast.

After a while, Mud finishes and puts his dagger back. "So, Anson, do you mind me asking which guild you're in?"

"guild?" he askes, little confused "I don't suppose i am in any" he said

"What group do you belong too? Or are you freelance?"

"Freelance i suppose" he said, watching the kobold with silver eyes

"Hmph." He pulls out a piece of paper, reading it over. He seemed to be debating something.

Anson raises and eyebrow in confusion

Mud sighs and sets the paper on the table, sliding it to him. "You're in luck. We're recruiting, and all prominent members got permission to recommend one person. If you want a way to be able to make money or do a job without having to look to hard, consider joining us."

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*Good morning! Time is a wheel, there is only pain.*

Damien is in the tavern, eating breakfast

Taiken may or may not be replaced for a more roleplayable character

Hunter is modifying his weapons.

*Okay, Mr. Edge*

Mud is talking with Anson.

Zylna is laying in the rafters with her cat.

Wolfe is strumming her guitar in her room.

*Look, if you're gonna call me a canadian wrestler, best use his full name. Thats Adam Joseph Copeland to you bucko*

Hunter watches, though does not speak

*Nah, Mr. Edge is your name now.*

She's rocking to much to her song to notice him or the fact that she left her door open on accident.

*Totally not a creep move.*

*Sigh, then call me by my full edgelord name. Thats Mr. Edgemcbackstabmgeeattackrandomciviliansfornoreason to you*

Hunter knocks on the door despite it being open

*Honestly, a lot of what warforged do borderlines creepy. Like not sleeping*

*HA! Like I'd call you something that long!*

The music was too loud for her to hear the knock, and she was facing away from him.

*lol, I haven't done much with people who play warforged, so I don't have much experience with them.*

*My feelings D:*

Hunter makes a metalic sighing noise, knocking once again despite it not working last time

*Well, hunter's a special type of weird when it comes to warforged. There's a reason behind everything, including his number.*

*Oooh, Hunter Lore!*

She doesn't notice again, but it sounded like she was reaching the end of her guitar solo.

*Yep, and its just as messed up as i am :D*

Hunter has decided to wait it out, listening to the music

After an ear-melting guitar solo, she finishes up and walks over to write some stuff on a piece of paper on a desk.

Hunter gets an odd sense that they should clap, but instead knocks on the door again

She jumps and quickly turns around, her warhammer ready.

Hunter stands calmly in the doorway, "You left your door open."

She scowls. "I can see that now."

"I knocked a couple times, but you were caught up in.... whatever that was."

"Music. Now, then, could you close my door, please?" She was clearly trying to be as polite as possible, but her scowl gave away that she still wasn't over the fight from before.

"Music? Very well." Hunter looks at her for a few seconds, "If you want to fight again, please don't embarrass yourself like before" they say before shutting the door

Her face went a little red with anger as he shut the door. "That little, annoying, [1gp]hole, arrogant, stupid, robot!" She mutters under her breath.

*Friendly enemies, where one wants the other dead, and the other is a tin man lol*

Hunter heads back downstairs

*One who couldn't care less, and one who is extremely annoyed by the other. Why does that sound familiar?*

She goes back to playing, taking out her frustrations in music.

*Oh, its from that one media. About the people who do the things!*

Hunter cleans their weapons

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A sky blue skinned trifling walks in. She wears light blue and white robes, on her feet are white birch sandals. She carries a Silver crescent sickle on her belt as well as a small pouch. She seems to give off a cool/cold aura. A white and black sled dog follows her, the dog wears a blue leather collar with a shiny silver bell the jingles when it walks. She sits down at a table and pulls out her pouch, pulling out a crystal orb. She stares into it while her dog wraps itself around her feet.

Outside, a pair of chitinous, armoured legs have reached full height, collecting out of some kind of metallic dust.

she watches them curiously. Her dog pricks up its ears in confusion.

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𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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*Good morning! Time is a wheel, there is only pain.*

Damien is in the tavern, eating breakfast

Taiken may or may not be replaced for a more roleplayable character

Hunter is modifying his weapons.

*Okay, Mr. Edge*

Mud is talking with Anson.

Zylna is laying in the rafters with her cat.

Wolfe is strumming her guitar in her room.

*Look, if you're gonna call me a canadian wrestler, best use his full name. Thats Adam Joseph Copeland to you bucko*

Hunter watches, though does not speak

*Nah, Mr. Edge is your name now.*

She's rocking to much to her song to notice him or the fact that she left her door open on accident.

*Totally not a creep move.*

*Sigh, then call me by my full edgelord name. Thats Mr. Edgemcbackstabmgeeattackrandomciviliansfornoreason to you*

Hunter knocks on the door despite it being open

*Honestly, a lot of what warforged do borderlines creepy. Like not sleeping*

*HA! Like I'd call you something that long!*

The music was too loud for her to hear the knock, and she was facing away from him.

*lol, I haven't done much with people who play warforged, so I don't have much experience with them.*

*My feelings D:*

Hunter makes a metalic sighing noise, knocking once again despite it not working last time

*Well, hunter's a special type of weird when it comes to warforged. There's a reason behind everything, including his number.*

*Oooh, Hunter Lore!*

She doesn't notice again, but it sounded like she was reaching the end of her guitar solo.

*Yep, and its just as messed up as i am :D*

Hunter has decided to wait it out, listening to the music

After an ear-melting guitar solo, she finishes up and walks over to write some stuff on a piece of paper on a desk.

Hunter gets an odd sense that they should clap, but instead knocks on the door again

She jumps and quickly turns around, her warhammer ready.

Hunter stands calmly in the doorway, "You left your door open."

She scowls. "I can see that now."

"I knocked a couple times, but you were caught up in.... whatever that was."

"Music. Now, then, could you close my door, please?" She was clearly trying to be as polite as possible, but her scowl gave away that she still wasn't over the fight from before.

"Music? Very well." Hunter looks at her for a few seconds, "If you want to fight again, please don't embarrass yourself like before" they say before shutting the door

Her face went a little red with anger as he shut the door. "That little, annoying, [1gp]hole, arrogant, stupid, robot!" She mutters under her breath.

*Friendly enemies, where one wants the other dead, and the other is a tin man lol*

Hunter heads back downstairs

*One who couldn't care less, and one who is extremely annoyed by the other. Why does that sound familiar?*

She goes back to playing, taking out her frustrations in music.

*Oh, its from that one media. About the people who do the things!*

Hunter cleans their weapons

*wat?"

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His tattoo is in elvish and says "Freak". "Just so you know also, the creature had killed people more powerful than any of us."

"Hm, i now think i should fight it. Is it an undead of some sort?"

"N-no. I think its an ancient god of some sort. I-it killed all of my friends and you never see it coming." Theren is shaking like mad and looking around.

"I know someone who can kill a god. Nice kid, talked to them a couple times"

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A sky blue skinned trifling walks in. She wears light blue and white robes, on her feet are white birch sandals. She carries a Silver crescent sickle on her belt as well as a small pouch. She seems to give off a cool/cold aura. A white and black sled dog follows her, the dog wears a blue leather collar with a shiny silver bell the jingles when it walks. She sits down at a table and pulls out her pouch, pulling out a crystal orb. She stares into it while her dog wraps itself around her feet.

Outside, a pair of chitinous, armoured legs have reached full height, collecting out of some kind of metallic dust.

she watches them curiously. Her dog pricks up its ears in confusion.

There are two men arguing outside and one is looking around nervously

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A sky blue skinned trifling walks in. She wears light blue and white robes, on her feet are white birch sandals. She carries a Silver crescent sickle on her belt as well as a small pouch. She seems to give off a cool/cold aura. A white and black sled dog follows her, the dog wears a blue leather collar with a shiny silver bell the jingles when it walks. She sits down at a table and pulls out her pouch, pulling out a crystal orb. She stares into it while her dog wraps itself around her feet.

Outside, a pair of chitinous, armoured legs have reached full height, collecting out of some kind of metallic dust.

she watches them curiously. Her dog pricks up its ears in confusion.

The rest of the body is starting to coalesce together.

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"ah, its nothing now" he said and chuckled

"Nothing is ever just nothing, but if you don't wish to say more, I won't pry."

He nods in thankfulness.

He pulls out one of his daggers and picks at his claws.

Anson looks like a child sitting at the table. he eats his breakfast.

After a while, Mud finishes and puts his dagger back. "So, Anson, do you mind me asking which guild you're in?"

"guild?" he askes, little confused "I don't suppose i am in any" he said

"What group do you belong too? Or are you freelance?"

"Freelance i suppose" he said, watching the kobold with silver eyes

"Hmph." He pulls out a piece of paper, reading it over. He seemed to be debating something.

Anson raises and eyebrow in confusion

Mud sighs and sets the paper on the table, sliding it to him. "You're in luck. We're recruiting, and all prominent members got permission to recommend one person. If you want a way to be able to make money or do a job without having to look to hard, consider joining us."

"why should i?" He asked

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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
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*Good morning! Time is a wheel, there is only pain.*

Damien is in the tavern, eating breakfast

Taiken may or may not be replaced for a more roleplayable character

Hunter is modifying his weapons.

*Okay, Mr. Edge*

Mud is talking with Anson.

Zylna is laying in the rafters with her cat.

Wolfe is strumming her guitar in her room.

*Look, if you're gonna call me a canadian wrestler, best use his full name. Thats Adam Joseph Copeland to you bucko*

Hunter watches, though does not speak

*Nah, Mr. Edge is your name now.*

She's rocking to much to her song to notice him or the fact that she left her door open on accident.

*Totally not a creep move.*

*Sigh, then call me by my full edgelord name. Thats Mr. Edgemcbackstabmgeeattackrandomciviliansfornoreason to you*

Hunter knocks on the door despite it being open

*Honestly, a lot of what warforged do borderlines creepy. Like not sleeping*

*HA! Like I'd call you something that long!*

The music was too loud for her to hear the knock, and she was facing away from him.

*lol, I haven't done much with people who play warforged, so I don't have much experience with them.*

*My feelings D:*

Hunter makes a metalic sighing noise, knocking once again despite it not working last time

*Well, hunter's a special type of weird when it comes to warforged. There's a reason behind everything, including his number.*

*Oooh, Hunter Lore!*

She doesn't notice again, but it sounded like she was reaching the end of her guitar solo.

*Yep, and its just as messed up as i am :D*

Hunter has decided to wait it out, listening to the music

After an ear-melting guitar solo, she finishes up and walks over to write some stuff on a piece of paper on a desk.

Hunter gets an odd sense that they should clap, but instead knocks on the door again

She jumps and quickly turns around, her warhammer ready.

Hunter stands calmly in the doorway, "You left your door open."

She scowls. "I can see that now."

"I knocked a couple times, but you were caught up in.... whatever that was."

"Music. Now, then, could you close my door, please?" She was clearly trying to be as polite as possible, but her scowl gave away that she still wasn't over the fight from before.

"Music? Very well." Hunter looks at her for a few seconds, "If you want to fight again, please don't embarrass yourself like before" they say before shutting the door

Her face went a little red with anger as he shut the door. "That little, annoying, [1gp]hole, arrogant, stupid, robot!" She mutters under her breath.

*Friendly enemies, where one wants the other dead, and the other is a tin man lol*

Hunter heads back downstairs

*One who couldn't care less, and one who is extremely annoyed by the other. Why does that sound familiar?*

She goes back to playing, taking out her frustrations in music.

*Oh, its from that one media. About the people who do the things!*

Hunter cleans their weapons

*wat?"

*Don't think i could be more clear. Its like that media where people do things*

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Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

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"ah, its nothing now" he said and chuckled

"Nothing is ever just nothing, but if you don't wish to say more, I won't pry."

He nods in thankfulness.

He pulls out one of his daggers and picks at his claws.

Anson looks like a child sitting at the table. he eats his breakfast.

After a while, Mud finishes and puts his dagger back. "So, Anson, do you mind me asking which guild you're in?"

"guild?" he askes, little confused "I don't suppose i am in any" he said

"What group do you belong too? Or are you freelance?"

"Freelance i suppose" he said, watching the kobold with silver eyes

"Hmph." He pulls out a piece of paper, reading it over. He seemed to be debating something.

Anson raises and eyebrow in confusion

Mud sighs and sets the paper on the table, sliding it to him. "You're in luck. We're recruiting, and all prominent members got permission to recommend one person. If you want a way to be able to make money or do a job without having to look to hard, consider joining us."

"why should i?" He asked

"I just told you why. If you don't want to, I understand." He put a hand back on the paper, pulling it back to him.

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A sky blue skinned trifling walks in. She wears light blue and white robes, on her feet are white birch sandals. She carries a Silver crescent sickle on her belt as well as a small pouch. She seems to give off a cool/cold aura. A white and black sled dog follows her, the dog wears a blue leather collar with a shiny silver bell the jingles when it walks. She sits down at a table and pulls out her pouch, pulling out a crystal orb. She stares into it while her dog wraps itself around her feet.

Outside, a pair of chitinous, armoured legs have reached full height, collecting out of some kind of metallic dust.

she watches them curiously. Her dog pricks up its ears in confusion.

There are two men arguing outside and one is looking around nervously

she puts down her hood and comes outside. She has black and light blue ram's horns, White fluffy hair that is tied into a braid. She watches the two fight

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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
#3032 Jan 18, 2022
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Theren walks away from the man and accidentally runs into the trifling.

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#3033 Jan 18, 2022
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*Good morning! Time is a wheel, there is only pain.*

Damien is in the tavern, eating breakfast

Taiken may or may not be replaced for a more roleplayable character

Hunter is modifying his weapons.

*Okay, Mr. Edge*

Mud is talking with Anson.

Zylna is laying in the rafters with her cat.

Wolfe is strumming her guitar in her room.

*Look, if you're gonna call me a canadian wrestler, best use his full name. Thats Adam Joseph Copeland to you bucko*

Hunter watches, though does not speak

*Nah, Mr. Edge is your name now.*

She's rocking to much to her song to notice him or the fact that she left her door open on accident.

*Totally not a creep move.*

*Sigh, then call me by my full edgelord name. Thats Mr. Edgemcbackstabmgeeattackrandomciviliansfornoreason to you*

Hunter knocks on the door despite it being open

*Honestly, a lot of what warforged do borderlines creepy. Like not sleeping*

*HA! Like I'd call you something that long!*

The music was too loud for her to hear the knock, and she was facing away from him.

*lol, I haven't done much with people who play warforged, so I don't have much experience with them.*

*My feelings D:*

Hunter makes a metalic sighing noise, knocking once again despite it not working last time

*Well, hunter's a special type of weird when it comes to warforged. There's a reason behind everything, including his number.*

*Oooh, Hunter Lore!*

She doesn't notice again, but it sounded like she was reaching the end of her guitar solo.

*Yep, and its just as messed up as i am :D*

Hunter has decided to wait it out, listening to the music

After an ear-melting guitar solo, she finishes up and walks over to write some stuff on a piece of paper on a desk.

Hunter gets an odd sense that they should clap, but instead knocks on the door again

She jumps and quickly turns around, her warhammer ready.

Hunter stands calmly in the doorway, "You left your door open."

She scowls. "I can see that now."

"I knocked a couple times, but you were caught up in.... whatever that was."

"Music. Now, then, could you close my door, please?" She was clearly trying to be as polite as possible, but her scowl gave away that she still wasn't over the fight from before.

"Music? Very well." Hunter looks at her for a few seconds, "If you want to fight again, please don't embarrass yourself like before" they say before shutting the door

Her face went a little red with anger as he shut the door. "That little, annoying, [1gp]hole, arrogant, stupid, robot!" She mutters under her breath.

*Friendly enemies, where one wants the other dead, and the other is a tin man lol*

Hunter heads back downstairs

*One who couldn't care less, and one who is extremely annoyed by the other. Why does that sound familiar?*

She goes back to playing, taking out her frustrations in music.

*Oh, its from that one media. About the people who do the things!*

Hunter cleans their weapons

*wat?"

*Don't think i could be more clear. Its like that media where people do things*

*I'm afraid my intelligence is taking a vacation, I'm clueless.*

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#3034 Jan 18, 2022
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*Yes? :3*

*Keep it clean.*

*How was that not clean?*

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*That was a very daring joke, you're lucky I crack up for some reason at that type of humor.*

*:D*

*I was warning you before you overstepped the mark, not after.*

*....What is overstepping? My humor can be very dark, but i tend to keep it PG*

*ALL of Kelipso and Jason. Like, all of it. Every single thing.*

*Ok, thats not fair. I think the doggo moments were pg*

*They were.. I’ll give you that one. But some of that was like, borderline.*

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#3035 Jan 18, 2022
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*aaaaand im back :) *

A sky blue skinned trifling walks in. She wears light blue and white robes, on her feet are white birch sandals. She carries a Silver crescent sickle on her belt as well as a small pouch. She seems to give off a cool/cold aura. A white and black sled dog follows her, the dog wears a blue leather collar with a shiny silver bell the jingles when it walks. She sits down at a table and pulls out her pouch, pulling out a crystal orb. She stares into it while her dog wraps itself around her feet.

Outside, a pair of chitinous, armoured legs have reached full height, collecting out of some kind of metallic dust.

she watches them curiously. Her dog pricks up its ears in confusion.

The rest of the body is starting to coalesce together.

she walks outside. She takes off her hood. She has Black and Light blue ram's horns and fluffy white hair that is tied into a braid.

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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
#3036 Jan 18, 2022
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"ah, its nothing now" he said and chuckled

"Nothing is ever just nothing, but if you don't wish to say more, I won't pry."

He nods in thankfulness.

He pulls out one of his daggers and picks at his claws.

Anson looks like a child sitting at the table. he eats his breakfast.

After a while, Mud finishes and puts his dagger back. "So, Anson, do you mind me asking which guild you're in?"

"guild?" he askes, little confused "I don't suppose i am in any" he said

"What group do you belong too? Or are you freelance?"

"Freelance i suppose" he said, watching the kobold with silver eyes

"Hmph." He pulls out a piece of paper, reading it over. He seemed to be debating something.

Anson raises and eyebrow in confusion

Mud sighs and sets the paper on the table, sliding it to him. "You're in luck. We're recruiting, and all prominent members got permission to recommend one person. If you want a way to be able to make money or do a job without having to look to hard, consider joining us."

"why should i?" He asked

"I just told you why. If you don't want to, I understand." He put a hand back on the paper, pulling it back to him.

'no no" he said and picked up the paper in his hands

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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
#3037 Jan 18, 2022
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*aaaaand im back :) *

A sky blue skinned trifling walks in. She wears light blue and white robes, on her feet are white birch sandals. She carries a Silver crescent sickle on her belt as well as a small pouch. She seems to give off a cool/cold aura. A white and black sled dog follows her, the dog wears a blue leather collar with a shiny silver bell the jingles when it walks. She sits down at a table and pulls out her pouch, pulling out a crystal orb. She stares into it while her dog wraps itself around her feet.

Outside, a pair of chitinous, armoured legs have reached full height, collecting out of some kind of metallic dust.

she watches them curiously. Her dog pricks up its ears in confusion.

There are two men arguing outside and one is looking around nervously

she puts down her hood and comes outside. She has black and light blue ram's horns, White fluffy hair that is tied into a braid. She watches the two fight

Hunter looks at her, "Hello. You have traits like a ram."

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#3038 Jan 18, 2022
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Theren walks away from the man and accidentally runs into the trifling.

She moves aside just in time, watching the Half-elf pass her

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

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𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

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#3039 Jan 18, 2022
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*Good morning! Time is a wheel, there is only pain.*

Damien is in the tavern, eating breakfast

Taiken may or may not be replaced for a more roleplayable character

Hunter is modifying his weapons.

*Okay, Mr. Edge*

Mud is talking with Anson.

Zylna is laying in the rafters with her cat.

Wolfe is strumming her guitar in her room.

*Look, if you're gonna call me a canadian wrestler, best use his full name. Thats Adam Joseph Copeland to you bucko*

Hunter watches, though does not speak

*Nah, Mr. Edge is your name now.*

She's rocking to much to her song to notice him or the fact that she left her door open on accident.

*Totally not a creep move.*

*Sigh, then call me by my full edgelord name. Thats Mr. Edgemcbackstabmgeeattackrandomciviliansfornoreason to you*

Hunter knocks on the door despite it being open

*Honestly, a lot of what warforged do borderlines creepy. Like not sleeping*

*HA! Like I'd call you something that long!*

The music was too loud for her to hear the knock, and she was facing away from him.

*lol, I haven't done much with people who play warforged, so I don't have much experience with them.*

*My feelings D:*

Hunter makes a metalic sighing noise, knocking once again despite it not working last time

*Well, hunter's a special type of weird when it comes to warforged. There's a reason behind everything, including his number.*

*Oooh, Hunter Lore!*

She doesn't notice again, but it sounded like she was reaching the end of her guitar solo.

*Yep, and its just as messed up as i am :D*

Hunter has decided to wait it out, listening to the music

After an ear-melting guitar solo, she finishes up and walks over to write some stuff on a piece of paper on a desk.

Hunter gets an odd sense that they should clap, but instead knocks on the door again

She jumps and quickly turns around, her warhammer ready.

Hunter stands calmly in the doorway, "You left your door open."

She scowls. "I can see that now."

"I knocked a couple times, but you were caught up in.... whatever that was."

"Music. Now, then, could you close my door, please?" She was clearly trying to be as polite as possible, but her scowl gave away that she still wasn't over the fight from before.

"Music? Very well." Hunter looks at her for a few seconds, "If you want to fight again, please don't embarrass yourself like before" they say before shutting the door

Her face went a little red with anger as he shut the door. "That little, annoying, [1gp]hole, arrogant, stupid, robot!" She mutters under her breath.

*Friendly enemies, where one wants the other dead, and the other is a tin man lol*

Hunter heads back downstairs

*One who couldn't care less, and one who is extremely annoyed by the other. Why does that sound familiar?*

She goes back to playing, taking out her frustrations in music.

*Oh, its from that one media. About the people who do the things!*

Hunter cleans their weapons

*wat?"

*Don't think i could be more clear. Its like that media where people do things*

*I'm afraid my intelligence is taking a vacation, I'm clueless.*

*The thing where people do stuff!*

*[Alaric devolves into rambling while overkill stays clueless, today at 9:30]*

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I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

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