A younger male stands in the middle of the road, looking around confusedly, "What in the?" He murmers. He's an average human (Looklike), 5'9, caucasian skin with a small tan, short brown hair, and ice blue eyes. He's dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, with a holy symbol of some sort hanging around his neck. In his hands he carrys a book, which has the same symbol as the one around his neck. He's built pretty athletically, but doesn't seem to be armed. After a moment he winces and brings his free hand to the side of his head
Across the street, a kenku arrives from an alleyway and swiftly makes his way across the street to the human. "Have you just arrived, new one?"
"Oooookay, what the hell are you?" He asks, looking at the bird
"I am Harold, though this voice isn't mine. Follow me, there's a place you can stay until you get used to City 78."
"um..... alright." he says, following them,
The kenku lead the human through a series of alleyways, crossing streets, and through other buildings. It was clear he knew at least this part of the city like the back of his hand. Eventually, the kenku stopped in front a small brick building. "Welcome to Starhoppers, a sort of refuge for people like you."
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A young man stands on the side of the streets. though this was no fleshy humanoid of any sorts. He was made of metal and wires. he stood about 5'11 or so with bright silver plated skin and black steel components holding him together. He wore a helmet made of black glass and dark silver. He carried a sniper rifle on his back and two pistols attached to his hips belt. He held a half lit cigarette between his fingers as he tapped the burning embers to the ground.
This was Kalon. An Outlaw from the world of the backbone and Mercenary for hire.
A taloned hand taps on his shoulder, hoping to catch his attention.
He sighs and turns around "I ain't strippin for money martin" he said before realizing, this was not martin.
A kenku stood there, slightly confused by the unexpected phrase. "Have you just arrived, new one?" He spoke in a kind old man's voice.
"Hm, oh a bird thing. yes, i could say im new" he chuckled
"Follow me, there's a place you can stay until you get used to City 78." He spoke in the same voice as before and motioned for Kalon to follow.
Kalon raised an eyebrow behind his mask and followed.
The kenku lead Kalon through a series of alleyways, crossing streets, and through other buildings. It was clear he knew at least this part of the city like the back of his hand. Eventually, the kenku stopped in front a small brick building. "Welcome to Starhoppers, a sort of refuge for people like you."
Kalon raised another eyebrow. "You? You know this place?" he asked, narrowing his eyes behind his helmet
"The kenku us my helper, and by my, I mean the actual person with this voice." The kenku gestured to a set of stairs that go into the ground. "That is the entrance, please excuse Harold, he must go back to that street you were on to get others, I'll meet you inside." The kenku waved and went back the way they came.
Kalon watched them walk away before throwing down his cigarette and stomping on it to put it out with heel of his boot. He sighed and walked down the stairs.
*down, my friend.*
There was a door with a neon welcome sign hanging on the front.
Kalon was so tempted to break that sign but resisted the urge and walked inside.
Inside was pure chaos, all different types of people of different races intermingled amognst each other. The place itself was reminiscent of an average bar, some tables scattered around the place, a small stage on one wall, and of course a bar counter, with a wall of different liquors on shelves behind it. Tending to the bar was an old man who waved to Kalon.
Kalon seemed to stand in the doorway, contemplating leaving at this very moment before his feet took him forward.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young man stands on the side of the streets. though this was no fleshy humanoid of any sorts. He was made of metal and wires. he stood about 5'11 or so with bright silver plated skin and black steel components holding him together. He wore a helmet made of black glass and dark silver. He carried a sniper rifle on his back and two pistols attached to his hips belt. He held a half lit cigarette between his fingers as he tapped the burning embers to the ground.
This was Kalon. An Outlaw from the world of the backbone and Mercenary for hire.
A taloned hand taps on his shoulder, hoping to catch his attention.
He sighs and turns around "I ain't strippin for money martin" he said before realizing, this was not martin.
A kenku stood there, slightly confused by the unexpected phrase. "Have you just arrived, new one?" He spoke in a kind old man's voice.
"Hm, oh a bird thing. yes, i could say im new" he chuckled
"Follow me, there's a place you can stay until you get used to City 78." He spoke in the same voice as before and motioned for Kalon to follow.
Kalon raised an eyebrow behind his mask and followed.
The kenku lead Kalon through a series of alleyways, crossing streets, and through other buildings. It was clear he knew at least this part of the city like the back of his hand. Eventually, the kenku stopped in front a small brick building. "Welcome to Starhoppers, a sort of refuge for people like you."
Kalon raised another eyebrow. "You? You know this place?" he asked, narrowing his eyes behind his helmet
"The kenku us my helper, and by my, I mean the actual person with this voice." The kenku gestured to a set of stairs that go into the ground. "That is the entrance, please excuse Harold, he must go back to that street you were on to get others, I'll meet you inside." The kenku waved and went back the way they came.
Kalon watched them walk away before throwing down his cigarette and stomping on it to put it out with heel of his boot. He sighed and walked down the stairs.
*down, my friend.*
There was a door with a neon welcome sign hanging on the front.
Kalon was so tempted to break that sign but resisted the urge and walked inside.
Inside was pure chaos, all different types of people of different races intermingled amognst each other. The place itself was reminiscent of an average bar, some tables scattered around the place, a small stage on one wall, and of course a bar counter, with a wall of different liquors on shelves behind it. Tending to the bar was an old man who waved to Kalon.
Kalon seemed to stand in the doorway, contemplating leaving at this very moment before his feet took him forward.
The old man spoke in the voice of the kenku from earlier. "Hey there, new one. Harold lead you nicely?"
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A young man stands on the side of the streets. though this was no fleshy humanoid of any sorts. He was made of metal and wires. he stood about 5'11 or so with bright silver plated skin and black steel components holding him together. He wore a helmet made of black glass and dark silver. He carried a sniper rifle on his back and two pistols attached to his hips belt. He held a half lit cigarette between his fingers as he tapped the burning embers to the ground.
This was Kalon. An Outlaw from the world of the backbone and Mercenary for hire.
A taloned hand taps on his shoulder, hoping to catch his attention.
He sighs and turns around "I ain't strippin for money martin" he said before realizing, this was not martin.
A kenku stood there, slightly confused by the unexpected phrase. "Have you just arrived, new one?" He spoke in a kind old man's voice.
"Hm, oh a bird thing. yes, i could say im new" he chuckled
"Follow me, there's a place you can stay until you get used to City 78." He spoke in the same voice as before and motioned for Kalon to follow.
Kalon raised an eyebrow behind his mask and followed.
The kenku lead Kalon through a series of alleyways, crossing streets, and through other buildings. It was clear he knew at least this part of the city like the back of his hand. Eventually, the kenku stopped in front a small brick building. "Welcome to Starhoppers, a sort of refuge for people like you."
Kalon raised another eyebrow. "You? You know this place?" he asked, narrowing his eyes behind his helmet
"The kenku us my helper, and by my, I mean the actual person with this voice." The kenku gestured to a set of stairs that go into the ground. "That is the entrance, please excuse Harold, he must go back to that street you were on to get others, I'll meet you inside." The kenku waved and went back the way they came.
Kalon watched them walk away before throwing down his cigarette and stomping on it to put it out with heel of his boot. He sighed and walked down the stairs.
*down, my friend.*
There was a door with a neon welcome sign hanging on the front.
Kalon was so tempted to break that sign but resisted the urge and walked inside.
Inside was pure chaos, all different types of people of different races intermingled amognst each other. The place itself was reminiscent of an average bar, some tables scattered around the place, a small stage on one wall, and of course a bar counter, with a wall of different liquors on shelves behind it. Tending to the bar was an old man who waved to Kalon.
Kalon seemed to stand in the doorway, contemplating leaving at this very moment before his feet took him forward.
The old man spoke in the voice of the kenku from earlier. "Hey there, new one. Harold lead you nicely?"
Kalon shrugs "as good as a kenku can" he said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young man stands on the side of the streets. though this was no fleshy humanoid of any sorts. He was made of metal and wires. he stood about 5'11 or so with bright silver plated skin and black steel components holding him together. He wore a helmet made of black glass and dark silver. He carried a sniper rifle on his back and two pistols attached to his hips belt. He held a half lit cigarette between his fingers as he tapped the burning embers to the ground.
This was Kalon. An Outlaw from the world of the backbone and Mercenary for hire.
A taloned hand taps on his shoulder, hoping to catch his attention.
He sighs and turns around "I ain't strippin for money martin" he said before realizing, this was not martin.
A kenku stood there, slightly confused by the unexpected phrase. "Have you just arrived, new one?" He spoke in a kind old man's voice.
"Hm, oh a bird thing. yes, i could say im new" he chuckled
"Follow me, there's a place you can stay until you get used to City 78." He spoke in the same voice as before and motioned for Kalon to follow.
Kalon raised an eyebrow behind his mask and followed.
The kenku lead Kalon through a series of alleyways, crossing streets, and through other buildings. It was clear he knew at least this part of the city like the back of his hand. Eventually, the kenku stopped in front a small brick building. "Welcome to Starhoppers, a sort of refuge for people like you."
Kalon raised another eyebrow. "You? You know this place?" he asked, narrowing his eyes behind his helmet
"The kenku us my helper, and by my, I mean the actual person with this voice." The kenku gestured to a set of stairs that go into the ground. "That is the entrance, please excuse Harold, he must go back to that street you were on to get others, I'll meet you inside." The kenku waved and went back the way they came.
Kalon watched them walk away before throwing down his cigarette and stomping on it to put it out with heel of his boot. He sighed and walked down the stairs.
*down, my friend.*
There was a door with a neon welcome sign hanging on the front.
Kalon was so tempted to break that sign but resisted the urge and walked inside.
Inside was pure chaos, all different types of people of different races intermingled amognst each other. The place itself was reminiscent of an average bar, some tables scattered around the place, a small stage on one wall, and of course a bar counter, with a wall of different liquors on shelves behind it. Tending to the bar was an old man who waved to Kalon.
Kalon seemed to stand in the doorway, contemplating leaving at this very moment before his feet took him forward.
The old man spoke in the voice of the kenku from earlier. "Hey there, new one. Harold lead you nicely?"
Kalon shrugs "as good as a kenku can" he said
He smiled and nodded. "Good, the first 10 drinks are free, after that you need to pay. Welcome to City 78, by the way!"
In a back ally,a cloud of dark ominous fog erupts,the mystery of the moment is ruined,when a 14-15 year old boy steps out and begins cursing at the sky and saying something about an entity of some sort,this is Andrew and he isn't sicced to be here.
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Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
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In a back ally,a cloud of dark ominous fog erupts,the mystery of the moment is ruined,when a 14-15 year old boy steps out and begins cursing at the sky and saying something about an entity of some sort,this is Andrew and he isn't sicced to be here.
An old homeless person gets up out of a box and runs off screaming, something about demonic little boys.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A young man stands on the side of the streets. though this was no fleshy humanoid of any sorts. He was made of metal and wires. he stood about 5'11 or so with bright silver plated skin and black steel components holding him together. He wore a helmet made of black glass and dark silver. He carried a sniper rifle on his back and two pistols attached to his hips belt. He held a half lit cigarette between his fingers as he tapped the burning embers to the ground.
This was Kalon. An Outlaw from the world of the backbone and Mercenary for hire.
A taloned hand taps on his shoulder, hoping to catch his attention.
He sighs and turns around "I ain't strippin for money martin" he said before realizing, this was not martin.
A kenku stood there, slightly confused by the unexpected phrase. "Have you just arrived, new one?" He spoke in a kind old man's voice.
"Hm, oh a bird thing. yes, i could say im new" he chuckled
"Follow me, there's a place you can stay until you get used to City 78." He spoke in the same voice as before and motioned for Kalon to follow.
Kalon raised an eyebrow behind his mask and followed.
The kenku lead Kalon through a series of alleyways, crossing streets, and through other buildings. It was clear he knew at least this part of the city like the back of his hand. Eventually, the kenku stopped in front a small brick building. "Welcome to Starhoppers, a sort of refuge for people like you."
Kalon raised another eyebrow. "You? You know this place?" he asked, narrowing his eyes behind his helmet
"The kenku us my helper, and by my, I mean the actual person with this voice." The kenku gestured to a set of stairs that go into the ground. "That is the entrance, please excuse Harold, he must go back to that street you were on to get others, I'll meet you inside." The kenku waved and went back the way they came.
Kalon watched them walk away before throwing down his cigarette and stomping on it to put it out with heel of his boot. He sighed and walked down the stairs.
*down, my friend.*
There was a door with a neon welcome sign hanging on the front.
Kalon was so tempted to break that sign but resisted the urge and walked inside.
Inside was pure chaos, all different types of people of different races intermingled amognst each other. The place itself was reminiscent of an average bar, some tables scattered around the place, a small stage on one wall, and of course a bar counter, with a wall of different liquors on shelves behind it. Tending to the bar was an old man who waved to Kalon.
Kalon seemed to stand in the doorway, contemplating leaving at this very moment before his feet took him forward.
The old man spoke in the voice of the kenku from earlier. "Hey there, new one. Harold lead you nicely?"
Kalon shrugs "as good as a kenku can" he said
He smiled and nodded. "Good, the first 10 drinks are free, after that you need to pay. Welcome to City 78, by the way!"
"Mn" kalon said and smacked his hand down on the bar "Then give me a drink buddy":
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young man stands on the side of the streets. though this was no fleshy humanoid of any sorts. He was made of metal and wires. he stood about 5'11 or so with bright silver plated skin and black steel components holding him together. He wore a helmet made of black glass and dark silver. He carried a sniper rifle on his back and two pistols attached to his hips belt. He held a half lit cigarette between his fingers as he tapped the burning embers to the ground.
This was Kalon. An Outlaw from the world of the backbone and Mercenary for hire.
A taloned hand taps on his shoulder, hoping to catch his attention.
He sighs and turns around "I ain't strippin for money martin" he said before realizing, this was not martin.
A kenku stood there, slightly confused by the unexpected phrase. "Have you just arrived, new one?" He spoke in a kind old man's voice.
"Hm, oh a bird thing. yes, i could say im new" he chuckled
"Follow me, there's a place you can stay until you get used to City 78." He spoke in the same voice as before and motioned for Kalon to follow.
Kalon raised an eyebrow behind his mask and followed.
The kenku lead Kalon through a series of alleyways, crossing streets, and through other buildings. It was clear he knew at least this part of the city like the back of his hand. Eventually, the kenku stopped in front a small brick building. "Welcome to Starhoppers, a sort of refuge for people like you."
Kalon raised another eyebrow. "You? You know this place?" he asked, narrowing his eyes behind his helmet
"The kenku us my helper, and by my, I mean the actual person with this voice." The kenku gestured to a set of stairs that go into the ground. "That is the entrance, please excuse Harold, he must go back to that street you were on to get others, I'll meet you inside." The kenku waved and went back the way they came.
Kalon watched them walk away before throwing down his cigarette and stomping on it to put it out with heel of his boot. He sighed and walked down the stairs.
*down, my friend.*
There was a door with a neon welcome sign hanging on the front.
Kalon was so tempted to break that sign but resisted the urge and walked inside.
Inside was pure chaos, all different types of people of different races intermingled amognst each other. The place itself was reminiscent of an average bar, some tables scattered around the place, a small stage on one wall, and of course a bar counter, with a wall of different liquors on shelves behind it. Tending to the bar was an old man who waved to Kalon.
Kalon seemed to stand in the doorway, contemplating leaving at this very moment before his feet took him forward.
The old man spoke in the voice of the kenku from earlier. "Hey there, new one. Harold lead you nicely?"
Kalon shrugs "as good as a kenku can" he said
He smiled and nodded. "Good, the first 10 drinks are free, after that you need to pay. Welcome to City 78, by the way!"
"Mn" kalon said and smacked his hand down on the bar "Then give me a drink buddy":
"Sure, what would you like?" He gestured to the ide array of drinks on the shelves.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
In a back ally,a cloud of dark ominous fog erupts,the mystery of the moment is ruined,when a 14-15 year old boy steps out and begins cursing at the sky and saying something about an entity of some sort,this is Andrew and he isn't sicced to be here.
An old homeless person gets up out of a box and runs off screaming, something about demonic little boys.
"Oh great, I'm already scaring people,I think that's a record."
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Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
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A young man stands on the side of the streets. though this was no fleshy humanoid of any sorts. He was made of metal and wires. he stood about 5'11 or so with bright silver plated skin and black steel components holding him together. He wore a helmet made of black glass and dark silver. He carried a sniper rifle on his back and two pistols attached to his hips belt. He held a half lit cigarette between his fingers as he tapped the burning embers to the ground.
This was Kalon. An Outlaw from the world of the backbone and Mercenary for hire.
A taloned hand taps on his shoulder, hoping to catch his attention.
He sighs and turns around "I ain't strippin for money martin" he said before realizing, this was not martin.
A kenku stood there, slightly confused by the unexpected phrase. "Have you just arrived, new one?" He spoke in a kind old man's voice.
"Hm, oh a bird thing. yes, i could say im new" he chuckled
"Follow me, there's a place you can stay until you get used to City 78." He spoke in the same voice as before and motioned for Kalon to follow.
Kalon raised an eyebrow behind his mask and followed.
The kenku lead Kalon through a series of alleyways, crossing streets, and through other buildings. It was clear he knew at least this part of the city like the back of his hand. Eventually, the kenku stopped in front a small brick building. "Welcome to Starhoppers, a sort of refuge for people like you."
Kalon raised another eyebrow. "You? You know this place?" he asked, narrowing his eyes behind his helmet
"The kenku us my helper, and by my, I mean the actual person with this voice." The kenku gestured to a set of stairs that go into the ground. "That is the entrance, please excuse Harold, he must go back to that street you were on to get others, I'll meet you inside." The kenku waved and went back the way they came.
Kalon watched them walk away before throwing down his cigarette and stomping on it to put it out with heel of his boot. He sighed and walked down the stairs.
*down, my friend.*
There was a door with a neon welcome sign hanging on the front.
Kalon was so tempted to break that sign but resisted the urge and walked inside.
Inside was pure chaos, all different types of people of different races intermingled amognst each other. The place itself was reminiscent of an average bar, some tables scattered around the place, a small stage on one wall, and of course a bar counter, with a wall of different liquors on shelves behind it. Tending to the bar was an old man who waved to Kalon.
Kalon seemed to stand in the doorway, contemplating leaving at this very moment before his feet took him forward.
The old man spoke in the voice of the kenku from earlier. "Hey there, new one. Harold lead you nicely?"
Kalon shrugs "as good as a kenku can" he said
He smiled and nodded. "Good, the first 10 drinks are free, after that you need to pay. Welcome to City 78, by the way!"
"Mn" kalon said and smacked his hand down on the bar "Then give me a drink buddy":
"Sure, what would you like?" He gestured to the ide array of drinks on the shelves.
kalon studies the shelf for a moment before sitting his head in his hand "Black dragon beer please"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
In a back ally,a cloud of dark ominous fog erupts,the mystery of the moment is ruined,when a 14-15 year old boy steps out and begins cursing at the sky and saying something about an entity of some sort,this is Andrew and he isn't sicced to be here.
An old homeless person gets up out of a box and runs off screaming, something about demonic little boys.
"Oh great, I'm already scaring people,I think that's a record."
The alleyway is now very quiet, except for a rustling in a nearby dumpster.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
In a back ally,a cloud of dark ominous fog erupts,the mystery of the moment is ruined,when a 14-15 year old boy steps out and begins cursing at the sky and saying something about an entity of some sort,this is Andrew and he isn't sicced to be here.
An old homeless person gets up out of a box and runs off screaming, something about demonic little boys.
"Oh great, I'm already scaring people,I think that's a record."
The alleyway is now very quiet, except for a rustling in a nearby dumpster.
"Well,this place is certainly more like home than the last,I'd better find a place to stay if I'm scoping out new contestants for the trials."
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Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
A young man stands on the side of the streets. though this was no fleshy humanoid of any sorts. He was made of metal and wires. he stood about 5'11 or so with bright silver plated skin and black steel components holding him together. He wore a helmet made of black glass and dark silver. He carried a sniper rifle on his back and two pistols attached to his hips belt. He held a half lit cigarette between his fingers as he tapped the burning embers to the ground.
This was Kalon. An Outlaw from the world of the backbone and Mercenary for hire.
A taloned hand taps on his shoulder, hoping to catch his attention.
He sighs and turns around "I ain't strippin for money martin" he said before realizing, this was not martin.
A kenku stood there, slightly confused by the unexpected phrase. "Have you just arrived, new one?" He spoke in a kind old man's voice.
"Hm, oh a bird thing. yes, i could say im new" he chuckled
"Follow me, there's a place you can stay until you get used to City 78." He spoke in the same voice as before and motioned for Kalon to follow.
Kalon raised an eyebrow behind his mask and followed.
The kenku lead Kalon through a series of alleyways, crossing streets, and through other buildings. It was clear he knew at least this part of the city like the back of his hand. Eventually, the kenku stopped in front a small brick building. "Welcome to Starhoppers, a sort of refuge for people like you."
Kalon raised another eyebrow. "You? You know this place?" he asked, narrowing his eyes behind his helmet
"The kenku us my helper, and by my, I mean the actual person with this voice." The kenku gestured to a set of stairs that go into the ground. "That is the entrance, please excuse Harold, he must go back to that street you were on to get others, I'll meet you inside." The kenku waved and went back the way they came.
Kalon watched them walk away before throwing down his cigarette and stomping on it to put it out with heel of his boot. He sighed and walked down the stairs.
*down, my friend.*
There was a door with a neon welcome sign hanging on the front.
Kalon was so tempted to break that sign but resisted the urge and walked inside.
Inside was pure chaos, all different types of people of different races intermingled amognst each other. The place itself was reminiscent of an average bar, some tables scattered around the place, a small stage on one wall, and of course a bar counter, with a wall of different liquors on shelves behind it. Tending to the bar was an old man who waved to Kalon.
Kalon seemed to stand in the doorway, contemplating leaving at this very moment before his feet took him forward.
The old man spoke in the voice of the kenku from earlier. "Hey there, new one. Harold lead you nicely?"
Kalon shrugs "as good as a kenku can" he said
He smiled and nodded. "Good, the first 10 drinks are free, after that you need to pay. Welcome to City 78, by the way!"
"Mn" kalon said and smacked his hand down on the bar "Then give me a drink buddy":
"Sure, what would you like?" He gestured to the ide array of drinks on the shelves.
kalon studies the shelf for a moment before sitting his head in his hand "Black dragon beer please"
"Black dragon beer.... let's see here..." He looks along the shelf for a while before picking up a bottle from somewhere in the middle. "Here we go!" He got a glass and poured the drink into it, sliding it to Kalon.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
In a back ally,a cloud of dark ominous fog erupts,the mystery of the moment is ruined,when a 14-15 year old boy steps out and begins cursing at the sky and saying something about an entity of some sort,this is Andrew and he isn't sicced to be here.
An old homeless person gets up out of a box and runs off screaming, something about demonic little boys.
"Oh great, I'm already scaring people,I think that's a record."
The alleyway is now very quiet, except for a rustling in a nearby dumpster.
"Well,this place is certainly more like home than the last,I'd better find a place to stay if I'm scoping out new contestants for the trials."
Overhead, a huge blue dragon flies over, carrying a crate of something.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
In a back ally,a cloud of dark ominous fog erupts,the mystery of the moment is ruined,when a 14-15 year old boy steps out and begins cursing at the sky and saying something about an entity of some sort,this is Andrew and he isn't sicced to be here.
An old homeless person gets up out of a box and runs off screaming, something about demonic little boys.
"Oh great, I'm already scaring people,I think that's a record."
The alleyway is now very quiet, except for a rustling in a nearby dumpster.
"Well,this place is certainly more like home than the last,I'd better find a place to stay if I'm scoping out new contestants for the trials."
Overhead, a huge blue dragon flies over, carrying a crate of something.
He looks up:"Huh." He walks down the nearest street,looking for a place to stay or at least find food.
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Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
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In a back ally,a cloud of dark ominous fog erupts,the mystery of the moment is ruined,when a 14-15 year old boy steps out and begins cursing at the sky and saying something about an entity of some sort,this is Andrew and he isn't sicced to be here.
An old homeless person gets up out of a box and runs off screaming, something about demonic little boys.
"Oh great, I'm already scaring people,I think that's a record."
The alleyway is now very quiet, except for a rustling in a nearby dumpster.
"Well,this place is certainly more like home than the last,I'd better find a place to stay if I'm scoping out new contestants for the trials."
Overhead, a huge blue dragon flies over, carrying a crate of something.
He looks up:"Huh." He walks down the nearest street,looking for a place to stay or at least find food.
As soon as the corner is turned, a kenku runs beak first into him.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
In a back ally,a cloud of dark ominous fog erupts,the mystery of the moment is ruined,when a 14-15 year old boy steps out and begins cursing at the sky and saying something about an entity of some sort,this is Andrew and he isn't sicced to be here.
An old homeless person gets up out of a box and runs off screaming, something about demonic little boys.
"Oh great, I'm already scaring people,I think that's a record."
The alleyway is now very quiet, except for a rustling in a nearby dumpster.
"Well,this place is certainly more like home than the last,I'd better find a place to stay if I'm scoping out new contestants for the trials."
Overhead, a huge blue dragon flies over, carrying a crate of something.
He looks up:"Huh." He walks down the nearest street,looking for a place to stay or at least find food.
As soon as the corner is turned, a kenku runs beak first into him.
Andrew stumbles and a blade shoots out from his arm:"Ehy,watch you're damn self!"
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Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
In a back ally,a cloud of dark ominous fog erupts,the mystery of the moment is ruined,when a 14-15 year old boy steps out and begins cursing at the sky and saying something about an entity of some sort,this is Andrew and he isn't sicced to be here.
An old homeless person gets up out of a box and runs off screaming, something about demonic little boys.
"Oh great, I'm already scaring people,I think that's a record."
The alleyway is now very quiet, except for a rustling in a nearby dumpster.
"Well,this place is certainly more like home than the last,I'd better find a place to stay if I'm scoping out new contestants for the trials."
Overhead, a huge blue dragon flies over, carrying a crate of something.
He looks up:"Huh." He walks down the nearest street,looking for a place to stay or at least find food.
As soon as the corner is turned, a kenku runs beak first into him.
Andrew stumbles and a blade shoots out from his arm:"Ehy,watch you're damn self!"
The kenku held out his arms. "Sorry!" He sounded like a young kid. Suddenly, the kenku eyed Andrew a bit. "Have you just arrived, new one?" He sounded like a kind old man.
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
In a back ally,a cloud of dark ominous fog erupts,the mystery of the moment is ruined,when a 14-15 year old boy steps out and begins cursing at the sky and saying something about an entity of some sort,this is Andrew and he isn't sicced to be here.
An old homeless person gets up out of a box and runs off screaming, something about demonic little boys.
"Oh great, I'm already scaring people,I think that's a record."
The alleyway is now very quiet, except for a rustling in a nearby dumpster.
"Well,this place is certainly more like home than the last,I'd better find a place to stay if I'm scoping out new contestants for the trials."
Overhead, a huge blue dragon flies over, carrying a crate of something.
He looks up:"Huh." He walks down the nearest street,looking for a place to stay or at least find food.
As soon as the corner is turned, a kenku runs beak first into him.
Andrew stumbles and a blade shoots out from his arm:"Ehy,watch you're damn self!"
The kenku held out his arms. "Sorry!" He sounded like a young kid. Suddenly, the kenku eyed Andrew a bit. "Have you just arrived, new one?" He sounded like a kind old man.
Andrew's arm blade retracts:"Uh..Yeah? What is this place?"
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Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
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The kenku lead the human through a series of alleyways, crossing streets, and through other buildings. It was clear he knew at least this part of the city like the back of his hand. Eventually, the kenku stopped in front a small brick building. "Welcome to Starhoppers, a sort of refuge for people like you."
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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.
Kalon seemed to stand in the doorway, contemplating leaving at this very moment before his feet took him forward.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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The old man spoke in the voice of the kenku from earlier. "Hey there, new one. Harold lead you nicely?"
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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.
Kalon shrugs "as good as a kenku can" he said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He smiled and nodded. "Good, the first 10 drinks are free, after that you need to pay. Welcome to City 78, by the way!"
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.
*Screw it,I'll bite*
In a back ally,a cloud of dark ominous fog erupts,the mystery of the moment is ruined,when a 14-15 year old boy steps out and begins cursing at the sky and saying something about an entity of some sort,this is Andrew and he isn't sicced to be here.
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
An old homeless person gets up out of a box and runs off screaming, something about demonic little boys.
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.
"Mn" kalon said and smacked his hand down on the bar "Then give me a drink buddy":
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Sure, what would you like?" He gestured to the ide array of drinks on the shelves.
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.
"Oh great, I'm already scaring people,I think that's a record."
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
kalon studies the shelf for a moment before sitting his head in his hand "Black dragon beer please"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The alleyway is now very quiet, except for a rustling in a nearby dumpster.
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.
"Well,this place is certainly more like home than the last,I'd better find a place to stay if I'm scoping out new contestants for the trials."
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
"Black dragon beer.... let's see here..." He looks along the shelf for a while before picking up a bottle from somewhere in the middle. "Here we go!" He got a glass and poured the drink into it, sliding it to Kalon.
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.
Overhead, a huge blue dragon flies over, carrying a crate of something.
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 looks up:"Huh." He walks down the nearest street,looking for a place to stay or at least find food.
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
As soon as the corner is turned, a kenku runs beak first into him.
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.
Andrew stumbles and a blade shoots out from his arm:"Ehy,watch you're damn self!"
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
The kenku held out his arms. "Sorry!" He sounded like a young kid. Suddenly, the kenku eyed Andrew a bit. "Have you just arrived, new one?" He sounded like a kind old man.
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.
Andrew's arm blade retracts:"Uh..Yeah? What is this place?"
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details