He practically turns entirely blue with how much he’s blushing, electricity crackling in his slick black hair as a result of his heritage “N-nice ta meet ya too Ashi… you are n-nice an’ beautiful.”
"Aw, well don't you know how to make a girl feel special." She sets down her cards and slides them to the center "Two kings."
He smiles at that, turning to them “I’m not anything special… sorry if I make it hard to see… people tell me I’m a little big…” He says meekly, looking to the game.
She laughs as the rest fold around her "Ain't nothing bad with being too big dearie." She smirks "Believe me, I know all too well."
He exhales as even more lightning crackles in his hair “Oh…” He is barely able to say before pulling the pot towards them, putting it next to them on the table.
"Count that for me would you hon?" She asks as the next hand of cards. In total for the number of chips and how much each chip is worth, there is about 10,000$.
His eyes widen at the massive stack, and it’s total worth, holding the locket in his hands as he counts every chip till the last, “Oh… that’s… that’s a lot…” He gives her the exact amount, before looking at the locket, analyzing it more as she plays.
"Good, you get half." She smiles, toying with his earlobe. She looks at her cards, a seven of hearts and a king of aces.
He looks from the locket to them with immense surprise “H-half? I get half?” He couldn’t comprehend why, so he asks “W-why?” He asks, muttering how he would play under his breath, though he doesn’t have much advice.
He practically turns entirely blue with how much he’s blushing, electricity crackling in his slick black hair as a result of his heritage “N-nice ta meet ya too Ashi… you are n-nice an’ beautiful.”
"Aw, well don't you know how to make a girl feel special." She sets down her cards and slides them to the center "Two kings."
He smiles at that, turning to them “I’m not anything special… sorry if I make it hard to see… people tell me I’m a little big…” He says meekly, looking to the game.
She laughs as the rest fold around her "Ain't nothing bad with being too big dearie." She smirks "Believe me, I know all too well."
He exhales as even more lightning crackles in his hair “Oh…” He is barely able to say before pulling the pot towards them, putting it next to them on the table.
"Count that for me would you hon?" She asks as the next hand of cards. In total for the number of chips and how much each chip is worth, there is about 10,000$.
His eyes widen at the massive stack, and it’s total worth, holding the locket in his hands as he counts every chip till the last, “Oh… that’s… that’s a lot…” He gives her the exact amount, before looking at the locket, analyzing it more as she plays.
"Good, you get half." She smiles, toying with his earlobe. She looks at her cards, a seven of hearts and a king of aces.
He looks from the locket to them with immense surprise “H-half? I get half?” He couldn’t comprehend why, so he asks “W-why?” He asks, muttering how he would play under his breath, though he doesn’t have much advice.
She smirks "Because I said so." She said and taps her cards against the table before pulling from her own stack and raising.
A single interaction and now he’s up 5,000$ dollars, and that leaves him nothing but confused “O-okay, can I do anythin’ back fer you?” He asks, not wanting to be a leech on someone so nice.
A single interaction and now he’s up 5,000$ dollars, and that leaves him nothing but confused “O-okay, can I do anythin’ back fer you?” He asks, not wanting to be a leech on someone so nice.
"Nope!" She chirps and smiles at him, baring sharp teeth at him "Just keep sitting here where I can hold ya." She chuckles.
A single interaction and now he’s up 5,000$ dollars, and that leaves him nothing but confused “O-okay, can I do anythin’ back fer you?” He asks, not wanting to be a leech on someone so nice.
"Nope!" She chirps and smiles at him, baring sharp teeth at him "Just keep sitting here where I can hold ya." She chuckles.
He nods slowly and continues to sit on her lap, working on his coocoo clock, watching her win and make more and more money, his blush sticking as he sits in her lap. He isn’t able to do much with the clock, but he’s slowly fixing it with determination.
Riotan wanders over to the table, his arms kinda swinging back and forth as he looks around idly for something that interests him.
Mala enters the inn, her feathers all out of wack and looking agitated as ever.
The woman looks up at him, baring sharp teeth and flicking her forked tongue.
She peers over at her and raises a brow, interested.
Rio nods at her and takes a seat.
She looks back, sighing, and heads over. "What do you want?"
The dealer throws two cards towards both of them. The woman looks at hers and sets them back down, her face still a smile. "So honey, me and you born from the same brood because we both look beautiful don't we?" She asks him.
"More so the question I wanted to ask you honey, what can I do for you? Looking angry over there and someone as beautiful as you... I can't imagine what has happened." She sound genuinely sympathetic, like she wants to know.
A single interaction and now he’s up 5,000$ dollars, and that leaves him nothing but confused “O-okay, can I do anythin’ back fer you?” He asks, not wanting to be a leech on someone so nice.
"Nope!" She chirps and smiles at him, baring sharp teeth at him "Just keep sitting here where I can hold ya." She chuckles.
He nods slowly and continues to sit on her lap, working on his coocoo clock, watching her win and make more and more money, his blush sticking as he sits in her lap. He isn’t able to do much with the clock, but he’s slowly fixing it with determination.
As she continues to win, the winnings begin to climb from 10,000 to 15,000. She is happily humming to herself before nodding to the dealer. He tips his hat to her as she gently stands up, picking up Milo by the thighs. "Hold the chips dear, don't want to stop holding you just yet." She smiles.
*Who want's to RP with a fluffy, blue, tall tomboy sapphire dragonborn?*
*Add ‘em to the rp, maybe Thane’ll talk to ‘em.*
*The more dragonborns I make and/or RP with, the more powerful I become; sure!*
A large, fluffy dragonborn with shining fur is sitting at a table alone in the inn, twitching their fingers. They have a pouch connected to their tail, and curved horns; in fact their tail has an axolotl like tail, although the fin is covered in ridges that have round curves, and their ears (that they have BC yeah) are also curved. They are wearing a breast plate, that also has a Fauld, with gears and little things spread across the armor, that is covered in rather sharp points where a round curve would be on most armor. They have goggles with green lenses, and little gears sat on their forheas
A single interaction and now he’s up 5,000$ dollars, and that leaves him nothing but confused “O-okay, can I do anythin’ back fer you?” He asks, not wanting to be a leech on someone so nice.
"Nope!" She chirps and smiles at him, baring sharp teeth at him "Just keep sitting here where I can hold ya." She chuckles.
He nods slowly and continues to sit on her lap, working on his coocoo clock, watching her win and make more and more money, his blush sticking as he sits in her lap. He isn’t able to do much with the clock, but he’s slowly fixing it with determination.
As she continues to win, the winnings begin to climb from 10,000 to 15,000. She is happily humming to herself before nodding to the dealer. He tips his hat to her as she gently stands up, picking up Milo by the thighs. "Hold the chips dear, don't want to stop holding you just yet." She smiles.
He cracks a crooked, nervous smile by just being so close to such a beautiful woman, picking up all of the chips for them, holding them as she holds him, “A-ah, okay… if you want to.” He lets himself be carried, not making it harder for them.
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He looks from the locket to them with immense surprise “H-half? I get half?” He couldn’t comprehend why, so he asks “W-why?” He asks, muttering how he would play under his breath, though he doesn’t have much advice.
She smirks "Because I said so." She said and taps her cards against the table before pulling from her own stack and raising.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He points to a giant burrow about 300 ft away, covered in bushes and trees. It seems almost impossible to notice, yet he does "Dats where dey 'ide!"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Cut for Wendi.*
A single interaction and now he’s up 5,000$ dollars, and that leaves him nothing but confused “O-okay, can I do anythin’ back fer you?” He asks, not wanting to be a leech on someone so nice.
He runs over to the burrow, taking his axe that seems to grow with grass and life energy itself, the bushes clearing with a word.
"Nope!" She chirps and smiles at him, baring sharp teeth at him "Just keep sitting here where I can hold ya." She chuckles.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*space has an end my good sir, and i'm putting it in a robot :D*
Rio nods at her and takes a seat.
She looks back, sighing, and heads over. "What do you want?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Aw, i'm sorry :<*
He nods slowly and continues to sit on her lap, working on his coocoo clock, watching her win and make more and more money, his blush sticking as he sits in her lap. He isn’t able to do much with the clock, but he’s slowly fixing it with determination.
The dealer throws two cards towards both of them. The woman looks at hers and sets them back down, her face still a smile. "So honey, me and you born from the same brood because we both look beautiful don't we?" She asks him.
"More so the question I wanted to ask you honey, what can I do for you? Looking angry over there and someone as beautiful as you... I can't imagine what has happened." She sound genuinely sympathetic, like she wants to know.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Ah, I see, quite interesting indeed. I worry deeply about you Alaric.*
*It's fine, nothing bad.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*So do all the therapists i've been to, but am fine*
*Oh, ok.*
*Wanna do anything?*
As she continues to win, the winnings begin to climb from 10,000 to 15,000. She is happily humming to herself before nodding to the dealer. He tips his hat to her as she gently stands up, picking up Milo by the thighs. "Hold the chips dear, don't want to stop holding you just yet." She smiles.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
A large, fluffy dragonborn with shining fur is sitting at a table alone in the inn, twitching their fingers. They have a pouch connected to their tail, and curved horns; in fact their tail has an axolotl like tail, although the fin is covered in ridges that have round curves, and their ears (that they have BC yeah) are also curved. They are wearing a breast plate, that also has a Fauld, with gears and little things spread across the armor, that is covered in rather sharp points where a round curve would be on most armor. They have goggles with green lenses, and little gears sat on their forheas
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*I doubt that just a little bit, but I’m not going to force something that isn’t there, I care, know that.*
*Course! How're you btw?,
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He cracks a crooked, nervous smile by just being so close to such a beautiful woman, picking up all of the chips for them, holding them as she holds him, “A-ah, okay… if you want to.” He lets himself be carried, not making it harder for them.