Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
*I thought Damien belonged to Alaric????*
*Me and Alaric both own a Damien, Mine is rogue/Sorcerer while his is a Nercomancer*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
*I thought Damien belonged to Alaric????*
*Me and Alaric both own a Damien, Mine is rogue/Sorcerer while his is a Nercomancer*
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
Damien stands up, stretches, then pays. He walks out with his bag and sword. He hums happily as he watches the people that pass by him on the street.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
Damien stands up, stretches, then pays. He walks out with his bag and sword. He hums happily as he watches the people that pass by him on the street.
Baby is leaning against a nearby wall, playing with some weird floating colors in his hand.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
Damien stands up, stretches, then pays. He walks out with his bag and sword. He hums happily as he watches the people that pass by him on the street.
Baby is leaning against a nearby wall, playing with some weird floating colors in his hand.
Damien looks over and waves slightly. He smiled and walked over, hoisting his dragon slayer sword over his shoulder. "well hi there" he said.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
Damien stands up, stretches, then pays. He walks out with his bag and sword. He hums happily as he watches the people that pass by him on the street.
Baby is leaning against a nearby wall, playing with some weird floating colors in his hand.
Damien looks over and waves slightly. He smiled and walked over, hoisting his dragon slayer sword over his shoulder. "well hi there" he said.
"Hello." He smiled back, flicking his hand and sending the colors drifting off into invisible mist.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
Damien stands up, stretches, then pays. He walks out with his bag and sword. He hums happily as he watches the people that pass by him on the street.
Baby is leaning against a nearby wall, playing with some weird floating colors in his hand.
Damien looks over and waves slightly. He smiled and walked over, hoisting his dragon slayer sword over his shoulder. "well hi there" he said.
"Hello." He smiled back, flicking his hand and sending the colors drifting off into invisible mist.
Damien watches this. He raises an eyebrow "cool" he says.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
Damien stands up, stretches, then pays. He walks out with his bag and sword. He hums happily as he watches the people that pass by him on the street.
Baby is leaning against a nearby wall, playing with some weird floating colors in his hand.
Damien looks over and waves slightly. He smiled and walked over, hoisting his dragon slayer sword over his shoulder. "well hi there" he said.
"Hello." He smiled back, flicking his hand and sending the colors drifting off into invisible mist.
Damien watches this. He raises an eyebrow "cool" he says.
"Thanks. What's your name, fox?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
Damien stands up, stretches, then pays. He walks out with his bag and sword. He hums happily as he watches the people that pass by him on the street.
Baby is leaning against a nearby wall, playing with some weird floating colors in his hand.
Damien looks over and waves slightly. He smiled and walked over, hoisting his dragon slayer sword over his shoulder. "well hi there" he said.
"Hello." He smiled back, flicking his hand and sending the colors drifting off into invisible mist.
Damien watches this. He raises an eyebrow "cool" he says.
"Thanks. What's your name, fox?"
"Damien Olune" he said and bowed respectfully
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
Damien stands up, stretches, then pays. He walks out with his bag and sword. He hums happily as he watches the people that pass by him on the street.
Baby is leaning against a nearby wall, playing with some weird floating colors in his hand.
Damien looks over and waves slightly. He smiled and walked over, hoisting his dragon slayer sword over his shoulder. "well hi there" he said.
"Hello." He smiled back, flicking his hand and sending the colors drifting off into invisible mist.
Damien watches this. He raises an eyebrow "cool" he says.
"Thanks. What's your name, fox?"
"Damien Olune" he said and bowed respectfully
"OooOoo, we're using last names? I'm Baby Twolight, wonderful to meet you."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
Damien stands up, stretches, then pays. He walks out with his bag and sword. He hums happily as he watches the people that pass by him on the street.
Baby is leaning against a nearby wall, playing with some weird floating colors in his hand.
Damien looks over and waves slightly. He smiled and walked over, hoisting his dragon slayer sword over his shoulder. "well hi there" he said.
"Hello." He smiled back, flicking his hand and sending the colors drifting off into invisible mist.
Damien watches this. He raises an eyebrow "cool" he says.
"Thanks. What's your name, fox?"
"Damien Olune" he said and bowed respectfully
"OooOoo, we're using last names? I'm Baby Twolight, wonderful to meet you."
'likewise" he said with a grin, his teeth were unnaturally sharp.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
Damien stands up, stretches, then pays. He walks out with his bag and sword. He hums happily as he watches the people that pass by him on the street.
Baby is leaning against a nearby wall, playing with some weird floating colors in his hand.
Damien looks over and waves slightly. He smiled and walked over, hoisting his dragon slayer sword over his shoulder. "well hi there" he said.
"Hello." He smiled back, flicking his hand and sending the colors drifting off into invisible mist.
Damien watches this. He raises an eyebrow "cool" he says.
"Thanks. What's your name, fox?"
"Damien Olune" he said and bowed respectfully
"OooOoo, we're using last names? I'm Baby Twolight, wonderful to meet you."
'likewise" he said with a grin, his teeth were unnaturally sharp.
"SO, what brings you to town, Damien?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
Damien stands up, stretches, then pays. He walks out with his bag and sword. He hums happily as he watches the people that pass by him on the street.
Baby is leaning against a nearby wall, playing with some weird floating colors in his hand.
Damien looks over and waves slightly. He smiled and walked over, hoisting his dragon slayer sword over his shoulder. "well hi there" he said.
"Hello." He smiled back, flicking his hand and sending the colors drifting off into invisible mist.
Damien watches this. He raises an eyebrow "cool" he says.
"Thanks. What's your name, fox?"
"Damien Olune" he said and bowed respectfully
"OooOoo, we're using last names? I'm Baby Twolight, wonderful to meet you."
'likewise" he said with a grin, his teeth were unnaturally sharp.
"SO, what brings you to town, Damien?"
"just passin through, lookin for work"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
Damien stands up, stretches, then pays. He walks out with his bag and sword. He hums happily as he watches the people that pass by him on the street.
Baby is leaning against a nearby wall, playing with some weird floating colors in his hand.
Damien looks over and waves slightly. He smiled and walked over, hoisting his dragon slayer sword over his shoulder. "well hi there" he said.
"Hello." He smiled back, flicking his hand and sending the colors drifting off into invisible mist.
Damien watches this. He raises an eyebrow "cool" he says.
"Thanks. What's your name, fox?"
"Damien Olune" he said and bowed respectfully
"OooOoo, we're using last names? I'm Baby Twolight, wonderful to meet you."
'likewise" he said with a grin, his teeth were unnaturally sharp.
"SO, what brings you to town, Damien?"
"just passin through, lookin for work"
"What kinda work?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
Damien stands up, stretches, then pays. He walks out with his bag and sword. He hums happily as he watches the people that pass by him on the street.
Baby is leaning against a nearby wall, playing with some weird floating colors in his hand.
Damien looks over and waves slightly. He smiled and walked over, hoisting his dragon slayer sword over his shoulder. "well hi there" he said.
"Hello." He smiled back, flicking his hand and sending the colors drifting off into invisible mist.
Damien watches this. He raises an eyebrow "cool" he says.
"Thanks. What's your name, fox?"
"Damien Olune" he said and bowed respectfully
"OooOoo, we're using last names? I'm Baby Twolight, wonderful to meet you."
'likewise" he said with a grin, his teeth were unnaturally sharp.
"SO, what brings you to town, Damien?"
"just passin through, lookin for work"
"What kinda work?"
he shrugs "Anything I can get my hands on" he said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
Damien stands up, stretches, then pays. He walks out with his bag and sword. He hums happily as he watches the people that pass by him on the street.
Baby is leaning against a nearby wall, playing with some weird floating colors in his hand.
Damien looks over and waves slightly. He smiled and walked over, hoisting his dragon slayer sword over his shoulder. "well hi there" he said.
"Hello." He smiled back, flicking his hand and sending the colors drifting off into invisible mist.
Damien watches this. He raises an eyebrow "cool" he says.
"Thanks. What's your name, fox?"
"Damien Olune" he said and bowed respectfully
"OooOoo, we're using last names? I'm Baby Twolight, wonderful to meet you."
'likewise" he said with a grin, his teeth were unnaturally sharp.
"SO, what brings you to town, Damien?"
"just passin through, lookin for work"
"What kinda work?"
he shrugs "Anything I can get my hands on" he said
Baby looks v e r y interested. "OooO, can I join?"
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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.
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Damien was in some bar, drinking. He wore a neon blue vest, white-button up shirt, black pants, and a neon pink bowtie around his neck. He drank back each shot of whiskey the bartender gave him. His sword leaned against the bar stool he was on.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I thought Damien belonged to Alaric????*
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
*Me and Alaric both own a Damien, Mine is rogue/Sorcerer while his is a Nercomancer*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*confused cat noises*
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
Damien stands up, stretches, then pays. He walks out with his bag and sword. He hums happily as he watches the people that pass by him on the street.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Baby is leaning against a nearby wall, playing with some weird floating colors in his hand.
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.
Damien looks over and waves slightly. He smiled and walked over, hoisting his dragon slayer sword over his shoulder. "well hi there" he said.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Hello." He smiled back, flicking his hand and sending the colors drifting off into invisible mist.
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.
Damien watches this. He raises an eyebrow "cool" he says.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Thanks. What's your name, fox?"
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.
"Damien Olune" he said and bowed respectfully
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"OooOoo, we're using last names? I'm Baby Twolight, wonderful to meet you."
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.
'likewise" he said with a grin, his teeth were unnaturally sharp.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"SO, what brings you to town, Damien?"
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.
"just passin through, lookin for work"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"What kinda work?"
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 shrugs "Anything I can get my hands on" he said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Baby looks v e r y interested. "OooO, can I join?"
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.