Lord's Rest Inn

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*hello my dearies! New character!*

sitting alone at the bar of the tavern, close to the fire, is a teen boy with fair skin, a reddish, runny nose, as if he was sick, and frosty blue eyes. His ears are slightly pointed and the tips are covered in a blue frost. His… hair is white and… it isn’t hair. It’s more like… whipped cream, swirling at the top, sprinkled with bits of peppermint and chocolate sprinkles. Out of his head are a pair of tiny antlers made of chocolate wafer sticks, and his  fingertips are covered in sugar dust. He wears a red Christmas sweater, and he has a tired expression, with half closed eyes with dark circles under them. He sits over a cup of hot chocolate, with whipped cream and sprinkles, chocolate chips and m&ms, way too many toppings.

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*There wasn't a seat for me at the Adventurer's League game...*

 *Oh no.. I am so sorry buddy, I know you were looking forward to it..*

 *I'll probably find one next year or something.*

*I'm tired and depressed, but it will all be okay.*

 *Is there anything I can do for you?*

*peaks his head in slowly, timidly. Upon seeing that this thread is 5 times longer than the one he already struggles to be competent of (i.e. Smorgasboard), slowly he back his head back out. Walking away back to his main thread, he wonders at the Archfey, able to hold and control so much, and he honors the day he met the Archcrone, with its thousand faces and greatest of powers.*

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

*hello my dearies! New character!*

sitting alone at the bar of the tavern, close to the fire, is a teen boy with fair skin, a reddish, runny nose, as if he was sick, and frosty blue eyes. His ears are slightly pointed and the tips are covered in a blue frost. His… hair is white and… it isn’t hair. It’s more like… whipped cream, swirling at the top, sprinkled with bits of peppermint and chocolate sprinkles. Out of his head are a pair of tiny antlers made of chocolate wafer sticks, and his  fingertips are covered in sugar dust. He wears a red Christmas sweater, and he has a tired expression, with half closed eyes with dark circles under them. He sits over a cup of hot chocolate, with whipped cream and sprinkles, chocolate chips and m&ms, way too many toppings.

 

 He see's a large man, wielding a equally large ice pick. He wears pure red leathers trimmed and lined with white first. He wears a cap on his head made of similar material. He has a massive white beard and bushy brows. His holly green eyes foxus on the ice that fills the riverway, humming to himself. Twelve reindeer munch on frozen grass beside him, their frozen breath fogging up around them.  

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*peaks his head in slowly, timidly. Upon seeing that this thread is 5 times longer than the one he already struggles to be competent of (i.e. Smorgasboard), slowly he back his head back out. Walking away back to his main thread, he wonders are the Archfey, able to hold and control so much, and he honors the day he met the Archcrone, with its thousand faces and greatest of powers.*

 *hiya!*

*this thread is a lot more chill and Less plot focused than the smorgasbord, so joining it requires about no previous knowledge, don’t be intimidated by the page count!*

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Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

*hello my dearies! New character!*

sitting alone at the bar of the tavern, close to the fire, is a teen boy with fair skin, a reddish, runny nose, as if he was sick, and frosty blue eyes. His ears are slightly pointed and the tips are covered in a blue frost. His… hair is white and… it isn’t hair. It’s more like… whipped cream, swirling at the top, sprinkled with bits of peppermint and chocolate sprinkles. Out of his head are a pair of tiny antlers made of chocolate wafer sticks, and his  fingertips are covered in sugar dust. He wears a red Christmas sweater, and he has a tired expression, with half closed eyes with dark circles under them. He sits over a cup of hot chocolate, with whipped cream and sprinkles, chocolate chips and m&ms, way too many toppings.

 

 He see's a large man, wielding a equally large ice pick. He wears pure red leathers trimmed and lined with white first. He wears a cap on his head made of similar material. He has a massive white beard and bushy brows. His holly green eyes foxus on the ice that fills the riverway, humming to himself. Twelve reindeer munch on frozen grass beside him, their frozen breath fogging up around them.  

 Curious, the boy puts on a fur coat around him, and walks outside, taking his hot cocoa to get a better look.

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*peaks his head in slowly, timidly. Upon seeing that this thread is 5 times longer than the one he already struggles to be competent of (i.e. Smorgasboard), slowly he back his head back out. Walking away back to his main thread, he wonders are the Archfey, able to hold and control so much, and he honors the day he met the Archcrone, with its thousand faces and greatest of powers.*

 *hiya!*

*this thread is a lot more chill and Less plot focused than the smorgasbord, so joining it requires about no previous knowledge, don’t be intimidated by the page count!*

 *hearing the voice of the one he swore patronage to, he turns round and comes in, breathing a deep sigh. He looks up and smiles. "Thank you for having me. I will begin to try and understand this new world as well". with that he disappears into vapor, and a sigh of "I will return" foreshadows my rp character I have yet to design.*