*Basically anyone. gonna be a little slow on responses; started a new hardcore world after I died to a tiger in the last one.*
The gray render... trots? over to Tallia, studying the tabaxi
She looks at it curiously. Hello there. Can I help ya with something?"
A series of thoughts are swirling through the gray render's brain
Find master, hunt, search, food... but upon making mental contact a new one enters their head Someone hiding as they bat at their eyes, confused where the sound is coming from
With a mixture of walking and crawling into the tavern, a great huge monster appears inside. Their posture is that of a hunch, as they sniff around, turning this way and that with their head while six eyes similarly scan the area. They toss over tables, not batting an eye at the completely whole furniture that surely most of buckled under their immense weight and strength. The monster's skin is a solid grey, with little differentiating one part from another
*Say hello to my gray render*
Osmar watches this with a look with interest.
They bound over to them, circling them and surveying their person
Osmar watches this behavior and starts to write it down in his book.
Standing at a bit under 9 ft even hunched, they peer over to read what they write
*Mmm... To have them bond with Osmar or not*
Osmar has written, "Unidentified monster has entered the tavern. Cannot tell if its friendly or not. Should I talk to it? Probably should. Science demands it." Osmar looks up at the monster and clears his throat. "Hello. What is your name?"
They growl back to they, before snorting from inhaling some ink
"Hmmmm. Can you understand me?"
They tilt their head to the side, sticking their tongue out
"Ok. Lets do a little test. If you can understand me, sit down and tilt your head to your right."
They try to climb onto the table, and start to smell his head
"Get down!" Osmar says sharply in Elvish.
They jump down, seemingly frightened
"Sorry didn't mean to frighten you." Osmar says comfortingly in Elvish. "What is your name." he continues in Elvish.
They begin to circle them once more, before putting a toe on the table, exspirmenting
"Only two hands on the table now." Osmar says in elvish while laughing slightly.
They put another limb on the table, before looking to see Osmar's reaction
*Ever trained a dog?*
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Albwin is laying on his back by the lake, staring at the sky.
Osmar is writing in his book at a table inside.
Raphael is a songbird, chirping along to Theren's song
Ash waves, having been flying over Albwin for some reason or another
Theren looks up at the songbird and smiles. "Raphael is that you?"
Albwin waves back.
They seemingly nod
Ash lands next to them. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"
"You know you don't have to watch me 24/7."
"Nope. Just watching the clouds."
I don't. Sorry if I come off as a stalker. I can leave if you want
"Mmm... You don't happen to know how to control weather?"
No. Its fine. I don't mind it. I'm still confused why you do look after me though.
Albwin laughs. "I am a warlock, not a god Ash. Besides having that much power wound be too much responsibility."
Why not?
"Well you can polymorph things, right?"
How is that an argument?
"Yes. I can. Its quite a simple spell once you learn it."
[sigh] agápē, because of agápē
"okay, what is the most powerful spell you can cast?"
Still don't get what that means but whatever.
"Power Word Kill, Imprisonment, or True Polymorph."
Look, have you ever donated to charity?
"See? You're a much powerful mage then humble old me." They respond, trying to mask their envy
No. I never had time for that. Plus I never really cared.
Albwin sits up with a frown. "Don't sell yourself short Ash. I can tell there is power inside of you. You just need a way to harness it."
Have you seen others donate?
They blink a couple of times. "So I'm a sorcerer?"
Nope. I've lived in the woods my whole life Raph.
"You might be. All I know is that I sense magic inside of you." Albwin sighs. "I trust you enough to tell you something. You must not panic or tell anyone else, ok?"
With a mixture of walking and crawling into the tavern, a great huge monster appears inside. Their posture is that of a hunch, as they sniff around, turning this way and that with their head while six eyes similarly scan the area. They toss over tables, not batting an eye at the completely whole furniture that surely most of buckled under their immense weight and strength. The monster's skin is a solid grey, with little differentiating one part from another
*Say hello to my gray render*
Osmar watches this with a look with interest.
They bound over to them, circling them and surveying their person
Osmar watches this behavior and starts to write it down in his book.
Standing at a bit under 9 ft even hunched, they peer over to read what they write
*Mmm... To have them bond with Osmar or not*
Osmar has written, "Unidentified monster has entered the tavern. Cannot tell if its friendly or not. Should I talk to it? Probably should. Science demands it." Osmar looks up at the monster and clears his throat. "Hello. What is your name?"
They growl back to they, before snorting from inhaling some ink
"Hmmmm. Can you understand me?"
They tilt their head to the side, sticking their tongue out
"Ok. Lets do a little test. If you can understand me, sit down and tilt your head to your right."
They try to climb onto the table, and start to smell his head
"Get down!" Osmar says sharply in Elvish.
They jump down, seemingly frightened
"Sorry didn't mean to frighten you." Osmar says comfortingly in Elvish. "What is your name." he continues in Elvish.
They begin to circle them once more, before putting a toe on the table, exspirmenting
"Only two hands on the table now." Osmar says in elvish while laughing slightly.
They put another limb on the table, before looking to see Osmar's reaction
*Ever trained a dog?*
*Yes. The most painful 2 years of my life.*
Osmar makes sure that no more than two limbs are on the table.
*Basically anyone. gonna be a little slow on responses; started a new hardcore world after I died to a tiger in the last one.*
The gray render... trots? over to Tallia, studying the tabaxi
She looks at it curiously. Hello there. Can I help ya with something?"
A series of thoughts are swirling through the gray render's brain
Find master, hunt, search, food... but upon making mental contact a new one enters their head Someone hiding as they bat at their eyes, confused where the sound is coming from
She cocks her head. You lost your master?
They begin to spin around, looking for the source of the telepathy
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Albwin is laying on his back by the lake, staring at the sky.
Osmar is writing in his book at a table inside.
Raphael is a songbird, chirping along to Theren's song
Ash waves, having been flying over Albwin for some reason or another
Theren looks up at the songbird and smiles. "Raphael is that you?"
Albwin waves back.
They seemingly nod
Ash lands next to them. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"
"You know you don't have to watch me 24/7."
"Nope. Just watching the clouds."
I don't. Sorry if I come off as a stalker. I can leave if you want
"Mmm... You don't happen to know how to control weather?"
No. Its fine. I don't mind it. I'm still confused why you do look after me though.
Albwin laughs. "I am a warlock, not a god Ash. Besides having that much power wound be too much responsibility."
Why not?
"Well you can polymorph things, right?"
How is that an argument?
"Yes. I can. Its quite a simple spell once you learn it."
[sigh] agápē, because of agápē
"okay, what is the most powerful spell you can cast?"
Still don't get what that means but whatever.
"Power Word Kill, Imprisonment, or True Polymorph."
Look, have you ever donated to charity?
"See? You're a much powerful mage then humble old me." They respond, trying to mask their envy
No. I never had time for that. Plus I never really cared.
Albwin sits up with a frown. "Don't sell yourself short Ash. I can tell there is power inside of you. You just need a way to harness it."
Have you seen others donate?
They blink a couple of times. "So I'm a sorcerer?"
Nope. I've lived in the woods my whole life Raph.
"You might be. All I know is that I sense magic inside of you." Albwin sighs. "I trust you enough to tell you something. You must not panic or tell anyone else, ok?"
They sigh. I... I will tell you later. The short and simple of it is the love for a stranger, love for a fellow sapient . The love that spurrs charities to action, etc
"Sure. I am the spawn of the power concerning secrets. I know how to keep them."
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With a mixture of walking and crawling into the tavern, a great huge monster appears inside. Their posture is that of a hunch, as they sniff around, turning this way and that with their head while six eyes similarly scan the area. They toss over tables, not batting an eye at the completely whole furniture that surely most of buckled under their immense weight and strength. The monster's skin is a solid grey, with little differentiating one part from another
*Say hello to my gray render*
Osmar watches this with a look with interest.
They bound over to them, circling them and surveying their person
Osmar watches this behavior and starts to write it down in his book.
Standing at a bit under 9 ft even hunched, they peer over to read what they write
*Mmm... To have them bond with Osmar or not*
Osmar has written, "Unidentified monster has entered the tavern. Cannot tell if its friendly or not. Should I talk to it? Probably should. Science demands it." Osmar looks up at the monster and clears his throat. "Hello. What is your name?"
They growl back to they, before snorting from inhaling some ink
"Hmmmm. Can you understand me?"
They tilt their head to the side, sticking their tongue out
"Ok. Lets do a little test. If you can understand me, sit down and tilt your head to your right."
They try to climb onto the table, and start to smell his head
"Get down!" Osmar says sharply in Elvish.
They jump down, seemingly frightened
"Sorry didn't mean to frighten you." Osmar says comfortingly in Elvish. "What is your name." he continues in Elvish.
They begin to circle them once more, before putting a toe on the table, exspirmenting
"Only two hands on the table now." Osmar says in elvish while laughing slightly.
They put another limb on the table, before looking to see Osmar's reaction
*Ever trained a dog?*
*Yes. The most painful 2 years of my life.*
Osmar makes sure that no more than two limbs are on the table.
*Ah, I see*
They look at them, very confused
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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
Albwin is laying on his back by the lake, staring at the sky.
Osmar is writing in his book at a table inside.
Raphael is a songbird, chirping along to Theren's song
Ash waves, having been flying over Albwin for some reason or another
Theren looks up at the songbird and smiles. "Raphael is that you?"
Albwin waves back.
They seemingly nod
Ash lands next to them. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"
"You know you don't have to watch me 24/7."
"Nope. Just watching the clouds."
I don't. Sorry if I come off as a stalker. I can leave if you want
"Mmm... You don't happen to know how to control weather?"
No. Its fine. I don't mind it. I'm still confused why you do look after me though.
Albwin laughs. "I am a warlock, not a god Ash. Besides having that much power wound be too much responsibility."
Why not?
"Well you can polymorph things, right?"
How is that an argument?
"Yes. I can. Its quite a simple spell once you learn it."
[sigh] agápē, because of agápē
"okay, what is the most powerful spell you can cast?"
Still don't get what that means but whatever.
"Power Word Kill, Imprisonment, or True Polymorph."
Look, have you ever donated to charity?
"See? You're a much powerful mage then humble old me." They respond, trying to mask their envy
No. I never had time for that. Plus I never really cared.
Albwin sits up with a frown. "Don't sell yourself short Ash. I can tell there is power inside of you. You just need a way to harness it."
Have you seen others donate?
They blink a couple of times. "So I'm a sorcerer?"
Nope. I've lived in the woods my whole life Raph.
"You might be. All I know is that I sense magic inside of you." Albwin sighs. "I trust you enough to tell you something. You must not panic or tell anyone else, ok?"
They sigh. I... I will tell you later. The short and simple of it is the love for a stranger, love for a fellow sapient . The love that spurrs charities to action, etc
"Sure. I am the spawn of the power concerning secrets. I know how to keep them."
Oh. Alrighty then. Theren then goes back to playing his guitar.
"This is not my true age. I'm not 7 years old. I'm more like 120. I just disguise myself as a child so people don't mess with me."
With a mixture of walking and crawling into the tavern, a great huge monster appears inside. Their posture is that of a hunch, as they sniff around, turning this way and that with their head while six eyes similarly scan the area. They toss over tables, not batting an eye at the completely whole furniture that surely most of buckled under their immense weight and strength. The monster's skin is a solid grey, with little differentiating one part from another
*Say hello to my gray render*
Osmar watches this with a look with interest.
They bound over to them, circling them and surveying their person
Osmar watches this behavior and starts to write it down in his book.
Standing at a bit under 9 ft even hunched, they peer over to read what they write
*Mmm... To have them bond with Osmar or not*
Osmar has written, "Unidentified monster has entered the tavern. Cannot tell if its friendly or not. Should I talk to it? Probably should. Science demands it." Osmar looks up at the monster and clears his throat. "Hello. What is your name?"
They growl back to they, before snorting from inhaling some ink
"Hmmmm. Can you understand me?"
They tilt their head to the side, sticking their tongue out
"Ok. Lets do a little test. If you can understand me, sit down and tilt your head to your right."
They try to climb onto the table, and start to smell his head
"Get down!" Osmar says sharply in Elvish.
They jump down, seemingly frightened
"Sorry didn't mean to frighten you." Osmar says comfortingly in Elvish. "What is your name." he continues in Elvish.
They begin to circle them once more, before putting a toe on the table, exspirmenting
"Only two hands on the table now." Osmar says in elvish while laughing slightly.
They put another limb on the table, before looking to see Osmar's reaction
*Ever trained a dog?*
*Yes. The most painful 2 years of my life.*
Osmar makes sure that no more than two limbs are on the table.
*Ah, I see*
They look at them, very confused
Osmar smiles. So, what is your name? he says telepathically.
Albwin is laying on his back by the lake, staring at the sky.
Osmar is writing in his book at a table inside.
Raphael is a songbird, chirping along to Theren's song
Ash waves, having been flying over Albwin for some reason or another
Theren looks up at the songbird and smiles. "Raphael is that you?"
Albwin waves back.
They seemingly nod
Ash lands next to them. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"
"You know you don't have to watch me 24/7."
"Nope. Just watching the clouds."
I don't. Sorry if I come off as a stalker. I can leave if you want
"Mmm... You don't happen to know how to control weather?"
No. Its fine. I don't mind it. I'm still confused why you do look after me though.
Albwin laughs. "I am a warlock, not a god Ash. Besides having that much power wound be too much responsibility."
Why not?
"Well you can polymorph things, right?"
How is that an argument?
"Yes. I can. Its quite a simple spell once you learn it."
[sigh] agápē, because of agápē
"okay, what is the most powerful spell you can cast?"
Still don't get what that means but whatever.
"Power Word Kill, Imprisonment, or True Polymorph."
Look, have you ever donated to charity?
"See? You're a much powerful mage then humble old me." They respond, trying to mask their envy
No. I never had time for that. Plus I never really cared.
Albwin sits up with a frown. "Don't sell yourself short Ash. I can tell there is power inside of you. You just need a way to harness it."
Have you seen others donate?
They blink a couple of times. "So I'm a sorcerer?"
Nope. I've lived in the woods my whole life Raph.
"You might be. All I know is that I sense magic inside of you." Albwin sighs. "I trust you enough to tell you something. You must not panic or tell anyone else, ok?"
They sigh. I... I will tell you later. The short and simple of it is the love for a stranger, love for a fellow sapient . The love that spurrs charities to action, etc
"Sure. I am the spawn of the power concerning secrets. I know how to keep them."
Oh. Alrighty then. Theren then goes back to playing his guitar.
"This is not my true age. I'm not 7 years old. I'm more like 120. I just disguise myself as a child so people don't mess with me."
Raphael goes back to listening
They think for a while, whispering something under their breath. "When do half elves come of age?"
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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
*Basically anyone. gonna be a little slow on responses; started a new hardcore world after I died to a tiger in the last one.*
The gray render... trots? over to Tallia, studying the tabaxi
She looks at it curiously. Hello there. Can I help ya with something?"
A series of thoughts are swirling through the gray render's brain
Find master, hunt, search, food... but upon making mental contact a new one enters their head Someone hiding as they bat at their eyes, confused where the sound is coming from
She cocks her head. You lost your master?
They begin to spin around, looking for the source of the telepathy
With a mixture of walking and crawling into the tavern, a great huge monster appears inside. Their posture is that of a hunch, as they sniff around, turning this way and that with their head while six eyes similarly scan the area. They toss over tables, not batting an eye at the completely whole furniture that surely most of buckled under their immense weight and strength. The monster's skin is a solid grey, with little differentiating one part from another
*Say hello to my gray render*
Osmar watches this with a look with interest.
They bound over to them, circling them and surveying their person
Osmar watches this behavior and starts to write it down in his book.
Standing at a bit under 9 ft even hunched, they peer over to read what they write
*Mmm... To have them bond with Osmar or not*
Osmar has written, "Unidentified monster has entered the tavern. Cannot tell if its friendly or not. Should I talk to it? Probably should. Science demands it." Osmar looks up at the monster and clears his throat. "Hello. What is your name?"
They growl back to they, before snorting from inhaling some ink
"Hmmmm. Can you understand me?"
They tilt their head to the side, sticking their tongue out
"Ok. Lets do a little test. If you can understand me, sit down and tilt your head to your right."
They try to climb onto the table, and start to smell his head
"Get down!" Osmar says sharply in Elvish.
They jump down, seemingly frightened
"Sorry didn't mean to frighten you." Osmar says comfortingly in Elvish. "What is your name." he continues in Elvish.
They begin to circle them once more, before putting a toe on the table, exspirmenting
"Only two hands on the table now." Osmar says in elvish while laughing slightly.
They put another limb on the table, before looking to see Osmar's reaction
*Ever trained a dog?*
*Yes. The most painful 2 years of my life.*
Osmar makes sure that no more than two limbs are on the table.
*Ah, I see*
They look at them, very confused
Osmar smiles. So, what is your name? he says telepathically.
They look at them confused. Me? their brain is able to respond
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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
Albwin is laying on his back by the lake, staring at the sky.
Osmar is writing in his book at a table inside.
Raphael is a songbird, chirping along to Theren's song
Ash waves, having been flying over Albwin for some reason or another
Theren looks up at the songbird and smiles. "Raphael is that you?"
Albwin waves back.
They seemingly nod
Ash lands next to them. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"
"You know you don't have to watch me 24/7."
"Nope. Just watching the clouds."
I don't. Sorry if I come off as a stalker. I can leave if you want
"Mmm... You don't happen to know how to control weather?"
No. Its fine. I don't mind it. I'm still confused why you do look after me though.
Albwin laughs. "I am a warlock, not a god Ash. Besides having that much power wound be too much responsibility."
Why not?
"Well you can polymorph things, right?"
How is that an argument?
"Yes. I can. Its quite a simple spell once you learn it."
[sigh] agápē, because of agápē
"okay, what is the most powerful spell you can cast?"
Still don't get what that means but whatever.
"Power Word Kill, Imprisonment, or True Polymorph."
Look, have you ever donated to charity?
"See? You're a much powerful mage then humble old me." They respond, trying to mask their envy
No. I never had time for that. Plus I never really cared.
Albwin sits up with a frown. "Don't sell yourself short Ash. I can tell there is power inside of you. You just need a way to harness it."
Have you seen others donate?
They blink a couple of times. "So I'm a sorcerer?"
Nope. I've lived in the woods my whole life Raph.
"You might be. All I know is that I sense magic inside of you." Albwin sighs. "I trust you enough to tell you something. You must not panic or tell anyone else, ok?"
They sigh. I... I will tell you later. The short and simple of it is the love for a stranger, love for a fellow sapient . The love that spurrs charities to action, etc
"Sure. I am the spawn of the power concerning secrets. I know how to keep them."
Oh. Alrighty then. Theren then goes back to playing his guitar.
"This is not my true age. I'm not 7 years old. I'm more like 120. I just disguise myself as a child so people don't mess with me."
Raphael goes back to listening
They think for a while, whispering something under their breath. "When do half elves come of age?"
Theren at some point get so lost in the music that he forgets Raphael is there, and starts to cry quietly.
With a mixture of walking and crawling into the tavern, a great huge monster appears inside. Their posture is that of a hunch, as they sniff around, turning this way and that with their head while six eyes similarly scan the area. They toss over tables, not batting an eye at the completely whole furniture that surely most of buckled under their immense weight and strength. The monster's skin is a solid grey, with little differentiating one part from another
*Say hello to my gray render*
Osmar watches this with a look with interest.
They bound over to them, circling them and surveying their person
Osmar watches this behavior and starts to write it down in his book.
Standing at a bit under 9 ft even hunched, they peer over to read what they write
*Mmm... To have them bond with Osmar or not*
Osmar has written, "Unidentified monster has entered the tavern. Cannot tell if its friendly or not. Should I talk to it? Probably should. Science demands it." Osmar looks up at the monster and clears his throat. "Hello. What is your name?"
They growl back to they, before snorting from inhaling some ink
"Hmmmm. Can you understand me?"
They tilt their head to the side, sticking their tongue out
"Ok. Lets do a little test. If you can understand me, sit down and tilt your head to your right."
They try to climb onto the table, and start to smell his head
"Get down!" Osmar says sharply in Elvish.
They jump down, seemingly frightened
"Sorry didn't mean to frighten you." Osmar says comfortingly in Elvish. "What is your name." he continues in Elvish.
They begin to circle them once more, before putting a toe on the table, exspirmenting
"Only two hands on the table now." Osmar says in elvish while laughing slightly.
They put another limb on the table, before looking to see Osmar's reaction
*Ever trained a dog?*
*Yes. The most painful 2 years of my life.*
Osmar makes sure that no more than two limbs are on the table.
*Ah, I see*
They look at them, very confused
Osmar smiles. So, what is your name? he says telepathically.
They look at them confused. Me? their brain is able to respond
*Basically anyone. gonna be a little slow on responses; started a new hardcore world after I died to a tiger in the last one.*
The gray render... trots? over to Tallia, studying the tabaxi
She looks at it curiously. Hello there. Can I help ya with something?"
A series of thoughts are swirling through the gray render's brain
Find master, hunt, search, food... but upon making mental contact a new one enters their head Someone hiding as they bat at their eyes, confused where the sound is coming from
She cocks her head. You lost your master?
They begin to spin around, looking for the source of the telepathy
She laughs. "I'm right in front of you."
They stop spinning, turn to them. After looking at them for a while, they sneeze
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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
Have you seen others donate?
They blink a couple of times. "So I'm a sorcerer?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She cocks her head. You lost your master?
They put another limb on the table, before looking to see Osmar's reaction
*Ever trained a dog?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Nope. I've lived in the woods my whole life Raph.
"You might be. All I know is that I sense magic inside of you." Albwin sighs. "I trust you enough to tell you something. You must not panic or tell anyone else, ok?"
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
*Yes. The most painful 2 years of my life.*
Osmar makes sure that no more than two limbs are on the table.
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
Tallia is sitting out by the lake, watching the water.
They begin to spin around, looking for the source of the telepathy
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Theren walks up behind them, stops about 5 feet behind them, and clears his throat.
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
They sigh. I... I will tell you later. The short and simple of it is the love for a stranger, love for a fellow sapient . The love that spurrs charities to action, etc
"Sure. I am the spawn of the power concerning secrets. I know how to keep them."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Ah, I see*
They look at them, very confused
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Oh. Alrighty then. Theren then goes back to playing his guitar.
"This is not my true age. I'm not 7 years old. I'm more like 120. I just disguise myself as a child so people don't mess with me."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
Osmar smiles. So, what is your name? he says telepathically.
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
Raphael goes back to listening
They think for a while, whispering something under their breath. "When do half elves come of age?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She laughs. "I'm right in front of you."
They look at them confused. Me? their brain is able to respond
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Theren at some point get so lost in the music that he forgets Raphael is there, and starts to cry quietly.
"Around age 20. Why?"
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
She turns and looks at him, smiling. "Hey there, Theren."
Yes. My name is Osmar. Oz for short.
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
They stop spinning, turn to them. After looking at them for a while, they sneeze
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Theren smiles. "Hey back at ya." He adjusts the guitar on his back before asking, "Mind if I join ya?"
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.