A silvery figure steps into the tavern. They seem to be a moth with a pure white and silver pattern, using their wings as a sort of robe-like covering. A quiver of arrows rests on their back, and the slight bulges of two sword sheaths can be seen on their wings.
Another newcomer greets them, They are a bipedal bug with a black underbelly & limbs, with two legs & four arms, they wear an old vessel helmet with two horns on the forehead, one snapped, a bluish brown cloak over their back, & weild a Nail. The Nail seem like it's been worn down with the sides broken off, so that it is more like a flat version of one, with a created edge. "Hello! New here too?" Their voice is slightly hidden by the mask.
"I am." They speak softly, sounding very proper.
They put away their torn nail under their cloak, showing a hint of red under it, "So who are you?"
"My name is Flit. What is yours?"
"Maerik!" They put a hand out.
A spindly arms comes out of the wings and softly shakes the hand. "Well met, Maerik."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A silvery figure steps into the tavern. They seem to be a moth with a pure white and silver pattern, using their wings as a sort of robe-like covering. A quiver of arrows rests on their back, and the slight bulges of two sword sheaths can be seen on their wings.
Another newcomer greets them, They are a bipedal bug with a black underbelly & limbs, with two legs & four arms, they wear an old vessel helmet with two horns on the forehead, one snapped, a bluish brown cloak over their back, & weild a Nail. The Nail seem like it's been worn down with the sides broken off, so that it is more like a flat version of one, with a created edge. "Hello! New here too?" Their voice is slightly hidden by the mask.
"I am." They speak softly, sounding very proper.
They put away their torn nail under their cloak, showing a hint of red under it, "So who are you?"
"My name is Flit. What is yours?"
"Maerik!" They put a hand out.
A spindly arms comes out of the wings and softly shakes the hand. "Well met, Maerik."
They grab it with the rest of their hands & shake it a little more, "Indeed!"
A silvery figure steps into the tavern. They seem to be a moth with a pure white and silver pattern, using their wings as a sort of robe-like covering. A quiver of arrows rests on their back, and the slight bulges of two sword sheaths can be seen on their wings.
Another newcomer greets them, They are a bipedal bug with a black underbelly & limbs, with two legs & four arms, they wear an old vessel helmet with two horns on the forehead, one snapped, a bluish brown cloak over their back, & weild a Nail. The Nail seem like it's been worn down with the sides broken off, so that it is more like a flat version of one, with a created edge. "Hello! New here too?" Their voice is slightly hidden by the mask.
"I am." They speak softly, sounding very proper.
They put away their torn nail under their cloak, showing a hint of red under it, "So who are you?"
"My name is Flit. What is yours?"
"Maerik!" They put a hand out.
A spindly arms comes out of the wings and softly shakes the hand. "Well met, Maerik."
They grab it with the rest of their hands & shake it a little more, "Indeed!"
They softly pull their hand back. "So, what is your profession?"
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A slip of paper falls off of a wooden board on the wall. Akari walks over and pins it back on.
Maerik walks up, "What's that?"
"Every so often, someone from some group comes over and sticks their advertisements on there. I, personally, don't like them. They're a well-paying customer, though."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A silvery figure steps into the tavern. They seem to be a moth with a pure white and silver pattern, using their wings as a sort of robe-like covering. A quiver of arrows rests on their back, and the slight bulges of two sword sheaths can be seen on their wings.
Another newcomer greets them, They are a bipedal bug with a black underbelly & limbs, with two legs & four arms, they wear an old vessel helmet with two horns on the forehead, one snapped, a bluish brown cloak over their back, & weild a Nail. The Nail seem like it's been worn down with the sides broken off, so that it is more like a flat version of one, with a created edge. "Hello! New here too?" Their voice is slightly hidden by the mask.
"I am." They speak softly, sounding very proper.
They put away their torn nail under their cloak, showing a hint of red under it, "So who are you?"
"My name is Flit. What is yours?"
"Maerik!" They put a hand out.
A spindly arms comes out of the wings and softly shakes the hand. "Well met, Maerik."
They grab it with the rest of their hands & shake it a little more, "Indeed!"
They softly pull their hand back. "So, what is your profession?"
"Well I was a cartographer, but after I needed to grab these," They point to the helm & nail, "and used them, I decided to stick towards the more adventuring side of things."
A slip of paper falls off of a wooden board on the wall. Akari walks over and pins it back on.
Maerik walks up, "What's that?"
"Every so often, someone from some group comes over and sticks their advertisements on there. I, personally, don't like them. They're a well-paying customer, though."
A silvery figure steps into the tavern. They seem to be a moth with a pure white and silver pattern, using their wings as a sort of robe-like covering. A quiver of arrows rests on their back, and the slight bulges of two sword sheaths can be seen on their wings.
Another newcomer greets them, They are a bipedal bug with a black underbelly & limbs, with two legs & four arms, they wear an old vessel helmet with two horns on the forehead, one snapped, a bluish brown cloak over their back, & weild a Nail. The Nail seem like it's been worn down with the sides broken off, so that it is more like a flat version of one, with a created edge. "Hello! New here too?" Their voice is slightly hidden by the mask.
"I am." They speak softly, sounding very proper.
They put away their torn nail under their cloak, showing a hint of red under it, "So who are you?"
"My name is Flit. What is yours?"
"Maerik!" They put a hand out.
A spindly arms comes out of the wings and softly shakes the hand. "Well met, Maerik."
They grab it with the rest of their hands & shake it a little more, "Indeed!"
They softly pull their hand back. "So, what is your profession?"
"Well I was a cartographer, but after I needed to grab these," They point to the helm & nail, "and used them, I decided to stick towards the more adventuring side of things."
"Very interesting. I consider myself a freelance bounty hunter, though I haven't been having luck with jobs recently."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A silvery figure steps into the tavern. They seem to be a moth with a pure white and silver pattern, using their wings as a sort of robe-like covering. A quiver of arrows rests on their back, and the slight bulges of two sword sheaths can be seen on their wings.
Another newcomer greets them, They are a bipedal bug with a black underbelly & limbs, with two legs & four arms, they wear an old vessel helmet with two horns on the forehead, one snapped, a bluish brown cloak over their back, & weild a Nail. The Nail seem like it's been worn down with the sides broken off, so that it is more like a flat version of one, with a created edge. "Hello! New here too?" Their voice is slightly hidden by the mask.
"I am." They speak softly, sounding very proper.
They put away their torn nail under their cloak, showing a hint of red under it, "So who are you?"
"My name is Flit. What is yours?"
"Maerik!" They put a hand out.
A spindly arms comes out of the wings and softly shakes the hand. "Well met, Maerik."
They grab it with the rest of their hands & shake it a little more, "Indeed!"
They softly pull their hand back. "So, what is your profession?"
"Well I was a cartographer, but after I needed to grab these," They point to the helm & nail, "and used them, I decided to stick towards the more adventuring side of things."
"Very interesting. I consider myself a freelance bounty hunter, though I haven't been having luck with jobs recently."
"OoOh, bounty hunter, & that does seem to be a problem I have, other than looting abandoned treasures, there isn't much in it geo wise, at least where I've been going."
A slip of paper falls off of a wooden board on the wall. Akari walks over and pins it back on.
Maerik walks up, "What's that?"
"Every so often, someone from some group comes over and sticks their advertisements on there. I, personally, don't like them. They're a well-paying customer, though."
"How much do they pay?" They tilt their head.
"See for yourself." Akari walks back to the bar.
There are several pieces of paper all about joining some particular guild. You see a few about a Nailmaster's Guild, a Menderbug Society, and an Enclave of Ink and Quill. There is also the corner of a red poster, the rest of which is obscured by other papers.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A slip of paper falls off of a wooden board on the wall. Akari walks over and pins it back on.
Maerik walks up, "What's that?"
"Every so often, someone from some group comes over and sticks their advertisements on there. I, personally, don't like them. They're a well-paying customer, though."
"How much do they pay?" They tilt their head.
"See for yourself." Akari walks back to the bar.
There are several pieces of paper all about joining some particular guild. You see a few about a Nailmaster's Guild, a Menderbug Society, and an Enclave of Ink and Quill. There is also the corner of a red poster, the rest of which is obscured by other papers.
"nailmaster's guild, huh?" They inspect the ones on Nailmaster's guild.
A silvery figure steps into the tavern. They seem to be a moth with a pure white and silver pattern, using their wings as a sort of robe-like covering. A quiver of arrows rests on their back, and the slight bulges of two sword sheaths can be seen on their wings.
Another newcomer greets them, They are a bipedal bug with a black underbelly & limbs, with two legs & four arms, they wear an old vessel helmet with two horns on the forehead, one snapped, a bluish brown cloak over their back, & weild a Nail. The Nail seem like it's been worn down with the sides broken off, so that it is more like a flat version of one, with a created edge. "Hello! New here too?" Their voice is slightly hidden by the mask.
"I am." They speak softly, sounding very proper.
They put away their torn nail under their cloak, showing a hint of red under it, "So who are you?"
"My name is Flit. What is yours?"
"Maerik!" They put a hand out.
A spindly arms comes out of the wings and softly shakes the hand. "Well met, Maerik."
They grab it with the rest of their hands & shake it a little more, "Indeed!"
They softly pull their hand back. "So, what is your profession?"
"Well I was a cartographer, but after I needed to grab these," They point to the helm & nail, "and used them, I decided to stick towards the more adventuring side of things."
"Very interesting. I consider myself a freelance bounty hunter, though I haven't been having luck with jobs recently."
"OoOh, bounty hunter, & that does seem to be a problem I have, other than looting abandoned treasures, there isn't much in it geo wise, at least where I've been going."
"Oh, that's unfortunate."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A silvery figure steps into the tavern. They seem to be a moth with a pure white and silver pattern, using their wings as a sort of robe-like covering. A quiver of arrows rests on their back, and the slight bulges of two sword sheaths can be seen on their wings.
Another newcomer greets them, They are a bipedal bug with a black underbelly & limbs, with two legs & four arms, they wear an old vessel helmet with two horns on the forehead, one snapped, a bluish brown cloak over their back, & weild a Nail. The Nail seem like it's been worn down with the sides broken off, so that it is more like a flat version of one, with a created edge. "Hello! New here too?" Their voice is slightly hidden by the mask.
"I am." They speak softly, sounding very proper.
They put away their torn nail under their cloak, showing a hint of red under it, "So who are you?"
"My name is Flit. What is yours?"
"Maerik!" They put a hand out.
A spindly arms comes out of the wings and softly shakes the hand. "Well met, Maerik."
They grab it with the rest of their hands & shake it a little more, "Indeed!"
They softly pull their hand back. "So, what is your profession?"
"Well I was a cartographer, but after I needed to grab these," They point to the helm & nail, "and used them, I decided to stick towards the more adventuring side of things."
"Very interesting. I consider myself a freelance bounty hunter, though I haven't been having luck with jobs recently."
"OoOh, bounty hunter, & that does seem to be a problem I have, other than looting abandoned treasures, there isn't much in it geo wise, at least where I've been going."
"Oh, that's unfortunate."
"Yeah, I've been doing okay for now though, good luck Flit!" They walk off to inspect the paper Akari put back up.
A silvery figure steps into the tavern. They seem to be a moth with a pure white and silver pattern, using their wings as a sort of robe-like covering. A quiver of arrows rests on their back, and the slight bulges of two sword sheaths can be seen on their wings.
Another newcomer greets them, They are a bipedal bug with a black underbelly & limbs, with two legs & four arms, they wear an old vessel helmet with two horns on the forehead, one snapped, a bluish brown cloak over their back, & weild a Nail. The Nail seem like it's been worn down with the sides broken off, so that it is more like a flat version of one, with a created edge. "Hello! New here too?" Their voice is slightly hidden by the mask.
"I am." They speak softly, sounding very proper.
They put away their torn nail under their cloak, showing a hint of red under it, "So who are you?"
"My name is Flit. What is yours?"
"Maerik!" They put a hand out.
A spindly arms comes out of the wings and softly shakes the hand. "Well met, Maerik."
They grab it with the rest of their hands & shake it a little more, "Indeed!"
They softly pull their hand back. "So, what is your profession?"
"Well I was a cartographer, but after I needed to grab these," They point to the helm & nail, "and used them, I decided to stick towards the more adventuring side of things."
"Very interesting. I consider myself a freelance bounty hunter, though I haven't been having luck with jobs recently."
"OoOh, bounty hunter, & that does seem to be a problem I have, other than looting abandoned treasures, there isn't much in it geo wise, at least where I've been going."
"Oh, that's unfortunate."
"Yeah, I've been doing okay for now though, good luck Flit!" They walk off to inspect the paper Akari put up.
Flit walks with them to check out the red paper, since it caught their interest.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A slip of paper falls off of a wooden board on the wall. Akari walks over and pins it back on.
Maerik walks up, "What's that?"
"Every so often, someone from some group comes over and sticks their advertisements on there. I, personally, don't like them. They're a well-paying customer, though."
"How much do they pay?" They tilt their head.
"See for yourself." Akari walks back to the bar.
There are several pieces of paper all about joining some particular guild. You see a few about a Nailmaster's Guild, a Menderbug Society, and an Enclave of Ink and Quill. There is also the corner of a red poster, the rest of which is obscured by other papers.
"nailmaster's guild, huh?" They inspect the ones on Nailmaster's guild.
The posters are all the same:
"Join the Nailmaster's Guild Today! Help us keep the kingdoms safe."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A silvery figure steps into the tavern. They seem to be a moth with a pure white and silver pattern, using their wings as a sort of robe-like covering. A quiver of arrows rests on their back, and the slight bulges of two sword sheaths can be seen on their wings.
Another newcomer greets them, They are a bipedal bug with a black underbelly & limbs, with two legs & four arms, they wear an old vessel helmet with two horns on the forehead, one snapped, a bluish brown cloak over their back, & weild a Nail. The Nail seem like it's been worn down with the sides broken off, so that it is more like a flat version of one, with a created edge. "Hello! New here too?" Their voice is slightly hidden by the mask.
"I am." They speak softly, sounding very proper.
They put away their torn nail under their cloak, showing a hint of red under it, "So who are you?"
"My name is Flit. What is yours?"
"Maerik!" They put a hand out.
A spindly arms comes out of the wings and softly shakes the hand. "Well met, Maerik."
They grab it with the rest of their hands & shake it a little more, "Indeed!"
They softly pull their hand back. "So, what is your profession?"
"Well I was a cartographer, but after I needed to grab these," They point to the helm & nail, "and used them, I decided to stick towards the more adventuring side of things."
"Very interesting. I consider myself a freelance bounty hunter, though I haven't been having luck with jobs recently."
"OoOh, bounty hunter, & that does seem to be a problem I have, other than looting abandoned treasures, there isn't much in it geo wise, at least where I've been going."
"Oh, that's unfortunate."
"Yeah, I've been doing okay for now though, good luck Flit!" They walk off to inspect the paper Akari put up.
Flit walks with them to check out the red paper, since it caught their interest.
You have to brush some of the other posters out of the way to see it fully, and it does indeed seem interesting.
'THE GRIMM TROUPE'
'If you aspire for stardom on the stage, wish to study magic, or simply want to be part of something, then the Grimm Troupe is the place for you! We help all of our kin reach their dreams through the arts of acting, pyrotechnics, and storytelling! Just come on down to the Grimm Carnival (the big red tents south of here), and sign up today!'
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A silvery figure steps into the tavern. They seem to be a moth with a pure white and silver pattern, using their wings as a sort of robe-like covering. A quiver of arrows rests on their back, and the slight bulges of two sword sheaths can be seen on their wings.
Another newcomer greets them, They are a bipedal bug with a black underbelly & limbs, with two legs & four arms, they wear an old vessel helmet with two horns on the forehead, one snapped, a bluish brown cloak over their back, & weild a Nail. The Nail seem like it's been worn down with the sides broken off, so that it is more like a flat version of one, with a created edge. "Hello! New here too?" Their voice is slightly hidden by the mask.
"I am." They speak softly, sounding very proper.
They put away their torn nail under their cloak, showing a hint of red under it, "So who are you?"
"My name is Flit. What is yours?"
"Maerik!" They put a hand out.
A spindly arms comes out of the wings and softly shakes the hand. "Well met, Maerik."
They grab it with the rest of their hands & shake it a little more, "Indeed!"
They softly pull their hand back. "So, what is your profession?"
"Well I was a cartographer, but after I needed to grab these," They point to the helm & nail, "and used them, I decided to stick towards the more adventuring side of things."
"Very interesting. I consider myself a freelance bounty hunter, though I haven't been having luck with jobs recently."
"OoOh, bounty hunter, & that does seem to be a problem I have, other than looting abandoned treasures, there isn't much in it geo wise, at least where I've been going."
"Oh, that's unfortunate."
"Yeah, I've been doing okay for now though, good luck Flit!" They walk off to inspect the paper Akari put up.
Flit walks with them to check out the red paper, since it caught their interest.
You have to brush some of the other posters out of the way to see it fully, and it does indeed seem interesting.
'THE GRIMM TROUPE'
'If you aspire for stardom on the stage, wish to study magic, or simply want to be part of something, then the Grimm Troupe is the place for you! We help all of our kin reach their dreams through the arts of acting, pyrotechnics, and storytelling! Just come on down to the Grimm Carnival (the big red tents south of here), and sign up today!'
Flit looks at the paper for a moment. "I've never tried being an entertainer before..."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A silvery figure steps into the tavern. They seem to be a moth with a pure white and silver pattern, using their wings as a sort of robe-like covering. A quiver of arrows rests on their back, and the slight bulges of two sword sheaths can be seen on their wings.
Another newcomer greets them, They are a bipedal bug with a black underbelly & limbs, with two legs & four arms, they wear an old vessel helmet with two horns on the forehead, one snapped, a bluish brown cloak over their back, & weild a Nail. The Nail seem like it's been worn down with the sides broken off, so that it is more like a flat version of one, with a created edge. "Hello! New here too?" Their voice is slightly hidden by the mask.
"I am." They speak softly, sounding very proper.
They put away their torn nail under their cloak, showing a hint of red under it, "So who are you?"
"My name is Flit. What is yours?"
"Maerik!" They put a hand out.
A spindly arms comes out of the wings and softly shakes the hand. "Well met, Maerik."
They grab it with the rest of their hands & shake it a little more, "Indeed!"
They softly pull their hand back. "So, what is your profession?"
"Well I was a cartographer, but after I needed to grab these," They point to the helm & nail, "and used them, I decided to stick towards the more adventuring side of things."
"Very interesting. I consider myself a freelance bounty hunter, though I haven't been having luck with jobs recently."
"OoOh, bounty hunter, & that does seem to be a problem I have, other than looting abandoned treasures, there isn't much in it geo wise, at least where I've been going."
"Oh, that's unfortunate."
"Yeah, I've been doing okay for now though, good luck Flit!" They walk off to inspect the paper Akari put up.
Flit walks with them to check out the red paper, since it caught their interest.
You have to brush some of the other posters out of the way to see it fully, and it does indeed seem interesting.
'THE GRIMM TROUPE'
'If you aspire for stardom on the stage, wish to study magic, or simply want to be part of something, then the Grimm Troupe is the place for you! We help all of our kin reach their dreams through the arts of acting, pyrotechnics, and storytelling! Just come on down to the Grimm Carnival (the big red tents south of here), and sign up today!'
Flit looks at the paper for a moment. "I've never tried being an entertainer before..."
“I tried it once… it nearly killed me.”
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I enjoy writing, roleplaying, watching TVs and movies, and playing video games!
Currently playing the resident time lord in Las Aminour.
A spindly arms comes out of the wings and softly shakes the hand. "Well met, Maerik."
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.
A slip of paper falls off of a wooden board on the wall. Akari walks over and pins it back on.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
They grab it with the rest of their hands & shake it a little more, "Indeed!"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Maerik walks up, "What's that?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
They softly pull their hand back. "So, what is your profession?"
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.
Flit, interested, walks over and checks it out.
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.
"Every so often, someone from some group comes over and sticks their advertisements on there. I, personally, don't like them. They're a well-paying customer, though."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Well I was a cartographer, but after I needed to grab these," They point to the helm & nail, "and used them, I decided to stick towards the more adventuring side of things."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"How much do they pay?" They tilt their head.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Very interesting. I consider myself a freelance bounty hunter, though I haven't been having luck with jobs recently."
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.
"OoOh, bounty hunter, & that does seem to be a problem I have, other than looting abandoned treasures, there isn't much in it geo wise, at least where I've been going."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"See for yourself." Akari walks back to the bar.
There are several pieces of paper all about joining some particular guild. You see a few about a Nailmaster's Guild, a Menderbug Society, and an Enclave of Ink and Quill. There is also the corner of a red poster, the rest of which is obscured by other papers.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"nailmaster's guild, huh?" They inspect the ones on Nailmaster's guild.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Oh, that's unfortunate."
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.
"Yeah, I've been doing okay for now though, good luck Flit!" They walk off to inspect the paper Akari put back up.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Flit walks with them to check out the red paper, since it caught their interest.
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.
The posters are all the same:
"Join the Nailmaster's Guild Today! Help us keep the kingdoms safe."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
You have to brush some of the other posters out of the way to see it fully, and it does indeed seem interesting.
'THE GRIMM TROUPE'
'If you aspire for stardom on the stage, wish to study magic, or simply want to be part of something, then the Grimm Troupe is the place for you! We help all of our kin reach their dreams through the arts of acting, pyrotechnics, and storytelling! Just come on down to the Grimm Carnival (the big red tents south of here), and sign up today!'
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Flit looks at the paper for a moment. "I've never tried being an entertainer before..."
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.
“I tried it once… it nearly killed me.”
I enjoy writing, roleplaying, watching TVs and movies, and playing video games!
Currently playing the resident time lord in Las Aminour.
Want to check out my stuff? Here’s my campaign:
My Campaign