“Entirely sure.” She pats her lap, waiting for them with a smile.
“Your god? Who might that be?”
He goes back into the kitchen and goes back to working on the next meal.
He pads over, slouched a bit, and lays across her, head on the arm of the chair
"We lie in his domain this current second"
He finishes the food, hiding himself a bit from the rest of the patrons of the resteraunt.
She pets them with a smile resting on her face, “Rest yourself, I’ll be here the entire time.”
”Oh… I’ll try to talk to them… if I can… I guess.”
After only a few more minutes he’s back, and hands them something amazing, smiling down at them, “Enjoy.”
"Thank you kindly." he grumbles softly, stretching out.
"He's very friendly, and in all the days of the world, he's only made two mistakes."
He takes it and eats it more willingly, getting quite full.
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“Entirely sure.” She pats her lap, waiting for them with a smile.
“Your god? Who might that be?”
He goes back into the kitchen and goes back to working on the next meal.
He pads over, slouched a bit, and lays across her, head on the arm of the chair
"We lie in his domain this current second"
He finishes the food, hiding himself a bit from the rest of the patrons of the resteraunt.
She pets them with a smile resting on her face, “Rest yourself, I’ll be here the entire time.”
”Oh… I’ll try to talk to them… if I can… I guess.”
After only a few more minutes he’s back, and hands them something amazing, smiling down at them, “Enjoy.”
"Thank you kindly." he grumbles softly, stretching out.
"He's very friendly, and in all the days of the world, he's only made two mistakes."
He takes it and eats it more willingly, getting quite full.
She rubs behind his ears, gently, enough not to cut them.
“Well… I would expect that of a god, I’ll try to talk to them later, but I wanna be with my friend right now.”
Once the deletable meal is finished he takes the dish, “Would you like to meet the rest of the staff?”
His fur is soft, seemingly deeper than it is
"Well, what would you like to do?"
He nods briefly
*I have a new scaley girl I want you to meet btw*
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*Sure, don’t know who I would use to meet them though, got any ideas?*
She sighs, letting them sleep and beginning to rest herself.
“I don’t know… I was just going for a walk and came over.”
He leads them to the back of the restaurant.
*somebody who'd frequent the market*
(Good end here,) A medium sized shack has appeared in the square, roughly put together and bearing a sign that reads "WEeMIn's STUFF!!"
"Hungry?" he asks, standing up and stretching
He follows, trying to grab their hand.
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*Sure, don’t know who I would use to meet them though, got any ideas?*
She sighs, letting them sleep and beginning to rest herself.
“I don’t know… I was just going for a walk and came over.”
He leads them to the back of the restaurant.
*somebody who'd frequent the market*
(Good end here,) A medium sized shack has appeared in the square, roughly put together and bearing a sign that reads "WEeMIn's STUFF!!"
"Hungry?" he asks, standing up and stretching
He follows, trying to grab their hand.
Isaiah, owner of a local shop for weapon crafting and similar things, walks over to the shack with a smile, curious to see what’s in the new place.
He stands up after them, looking up at them, “Sure, yeah.”
They notice, giving a soft smile and holding out their hand, giving them a firm grip. They introduce them to all of the other mob members.
The door to the shack is open, and at the back there is a counter, clearly the register. Behind it stands a short blue Lizardfolk, wearing shiny leather armor and a big smile.
He takes them to his small house, making sure they're close
He waves politely, sticking close to them as he smiles at the others weakly
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*Sure, don’t know who I would use to meet them though, got any ideas?*
She sighs, letting them sleep and beginning to rest herself.
“I don’t know… I was just going for a walk and came over.”
He leads them to the back of the restaurant.
*somebody who'd frequent the market*
(Good end here,) A medium sized shack has appeared in the square, roughly put together and bearing a sign that reads "WEeMIn's STUFF!!"
"Hungry?" he asks, standing up and stretching
He follows, trying to grab their hand.
Isaiah, owner of a local shop for weapon crafting and similar things, walks over to the shack with a smile, curious to see what’s in the new place.
He stands up after them, looking up at them, “Sure, yeah.”
They notice, giving a soft smile and holding out their hand, giving them a firm grip. They introduce them to all of the other mob members.
The door to the shack is open, and at the back there is a counter, clearly the register. Behind it stands a short blue Lizardfolk, wearing shiny leather armor and a big smile.
He takes them to his small house, making sure they're close
He waves politely, sticking close to them as he smiles at the others weakly
He grins widely, adjusting himself to appear more professional, and less like a mad scientist with a penchant for faulty magic items, before walking inside, “Hello.” His Australian accent prominent.
They do stay close, maybe because he doesn’t know this place that well.
Loo makes sure they are comfortable, keeping the introductions short before taking them back out of the kitchen.
He grins widely, adjusting himself to appear more professional, and less like a mad scientist with a penchant for faulty magic items, before walking inside, “Hello.” His Australian accent prominent.
They do stay close, maybe because he doesn’t know this place that well.
Loo makes sure they are comfortable, keeping the introductions short before taking them back out of the kitchen.
"Hiii friend!! Welcome to Weemin's Stuff! I am Weemin, this is all my stuff!" on the shelves there are many things, ranging from actual junk, rocks, and old gear. nothing looks particularly useful besides a few dull knives and swords, a broken shield, a stringless bow. Every item is dirt cheap.
"Here we are. Shoes off, if you have any."
He gets into the booth again, holding his plush.
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He grins widely, adjusting himself to appear more professional, and less like a mad scientist with a penchant for faulty magic items, before walking inside, “Hello.” His Australian accent prominent.
They do stay close, maybe because he doesn’t know this place that well.
Loo makes sure they are comfortable, keeping the introductions short before taking them back out of the kitchen.
"Hiii friend!! Welcome to Weemin's Stuff! I am Weemin, this is all my stuff!" on the shelves there are many things, ranging from actual junk, rocks, and old gear. nothing looks particularly useful besides a few dull knives and swords, a broken shield, a stringless bow. Every item is dirt cheap.
"Here we are. Shoes off, if you have any."
He gets into the booth again, holding his plush.
He begins picking out some of the actual junk, along with the broken weaponry, “What a charming shop, nice to meet you Weemin, I’m Isaiah, I run a shop nearby. I like everythin’ ya got here, looks really nice, all o’ it.”
He looks down to his shoes, which don’t look the best, but takes them off.
He grins widely, adjusting himself to appear more professional, and less like a mad scientist with a penchant for faulty magic items, before walking inside, “Hello.” His Australian accent prominent.
They do stay close, maybe because he doesn’t know this place that well.
Loo makes sure they are comfortable, keeping the introductions short before taking them back out of the kitchen.
"Hiii friend!! Welcome to Weemin's Stuff! I am Weemin, this is all my stuff!" on the shelves there are many things, ranging from actual junk, rocks, and old gear. nothing looks particularly useful besides a few dull knives and swords, a broken shield, a stringless bow. Every item is dirt cheap.
"Here we are. Shoes off, if you have any."
He gets into the booth again, holding his plush.
He begins picking out some of the actual junk, along with the broken weaponry, “What a charming shop, nice to meet you Weemin, I’m Isaiah, I run a shop nearby. I like everythin’ ya got here, looks really nice, all o’ it.”
He looks down to his shoes, which don’t look the best, but takes them off.
“Do you need anything else, friend?”
"Thank you! All these thingses, I found while looking around! I make store so people can buy Weemin's favorite treasures!"
He lets them enter first, wiping his paws as he follows after. The house is barebones, the same as every other house in Aspen that doesn't belong to the Gods.
he shakes his head, rubbing his eyes.
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He grins widely, adjusting himself to appear more professional, and less like a mad scientist with a penchant for faulty magic items, before walking inside, “Hello.” His Australian accent prominent.
They do stay close, maybe because he doesn’t know this place that well.
Loo makes sure they are comfortable, keeping the introductions short before taking them back out of the kitchen.
"Hiii friend!! Welcome to Weemin's Stuff! I am Weemin, this is all my stuff!" on the shelves there are many things, ranging from actual junk, rocks, and old gear. nothing looks particularly useful besides a few dull knives and swords, a broken shield, a stringless bow. Every item is dirt cheap.
"Here we are. Shoes off, if you have any."
He gets into the booth again, holding his plush.
He begins picking out some of the actual junk, along with the broken weaponry, “What a charming shop, nice to meet you Weemin, I’m Isaiah, I run a shop nearby. I like everythin’ ya got here, looks really nice, all o’ it.”
He looks down to his shoes, which don’t look the best, but takes them off.
“Do you need anything else, friend?”
"Thank you! All these thingses, I found while looking around! I make store so people can buy Weemin's favorite treasures!"
He lets them enter first, wiping his paws as he follows after. The house is barebones, the same as every other house in Aspen that doesn't belong to the Gods.
he shakes his head, rubbing his eyes.
“And all of these are treasures indeed.” He puts everything he wants down on the counter, placing down three gold pieces “Here ya go, would this be enough for it all?”
He follows soon after them, walking inside and looking around with a smile, “Do you not have anything to decorate with? Do you want anything?”
“Getting tired I assume, do you want a place to stay?”
He grins widely, adjusting himself to appear more professional, and less like a mad scientist with a penchant for faulty magic items, before walking inside, “Hello.” His Australian accent prominent.
They do stay close, maybe because he doesn’t know this place that well.
Loo makes sure they are comfortable, keeping the introductions short before taking them back out of the kitchen.
"Hiii friend!! Welcome to Weemin's Stuff! I am Weemin, this is all my stuff!" on the shelves there are many things, ranging from actual junk, rocks, and old gear. nothing looks particularly useful besides a few dull knives and swords, a broken shield, a stringless bow. Every item is dirt cheap.
"Here we are. Shoes off, if you have any."
He gets into the booth again, holding his plush.
He begins picking out some of the actual junk, along with the broken weaponry, “What a charming shop, nice to meet you Weemin, I’m Isaiah, I run a shop nearby. I like everythin’ ya got here, looks really nice, all o’ it.”
He looks down to his shoes, which don’t look the best, but takes them off.
“Do you need anything else, friend?”
"Thank you! All these thingses, I found while looking around! I make store so people can buy Weemin's favorite treasures!"
He lets them enter first, wiping his paws as he follows after. The house is barebones, the same as every other house in Aspen that doesn't belong to the Gods.
he shakes his head, rubbing his eyes.
“And all of these are treasures indeed.” He puts everything he wants down on the counter, placing down three gold pieces “Here ya go, would this be enough for it all?”
He follows soon after them, walking inside and looking around with a smile, “Do you not have anything to decorate with? Do you want anything?”
“Getting tired I assume, do you want a place to stay?”
"Oh, yes sir! 1 gold pieces is already a lots, so take two back and.... hmmm. these too!" She hands him 4 silver pieces.
"I don't spend time here often. I don't believe in material possessions."
He nods eagerly, standing up
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He shakes his hand and pushes the silver back to them, “Keep it, expand your treasure collection, consider it an investment in us becomin’ friends.”
“Hmm… may I ask why you think that way? Do you have anything particular reason?”
They begin leading them to his new home, on the outskirts of town, simple but happy, like his old home that burned down.
"No, you have to take it. 1 gold is too much for all these treasures I gots for free!"
"It's bitten me a lot, so I keep only what I can hold on my person."
He clings to them, looking around eagerly
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He shakes his hand and pushes the silver back to them, “Keep it, expand your treasure collection, consider it an investment in us becomin’ friends.”
“Hmm… may I ask why you think that way? Do you have anything particular reason?”
They begin leading them to his new home, on the outskirts of town, simple but happy, like his old home that burned down.
"No, you have to take it. 1 gold is too much for all these treasures I gots for free!"
"It's bitten me a lot, so I keep only what I can hold on my person."
He clings to them, looking around eagerly
“Yes, but you said they are your favorite treasures, I’ve got to give you something worth your favorites.”
“Oh, I understand what you mean. I’m sorry.”
The home looks like his old one, Victorian. He leads them inside, allowing them to explore with him.
"They all my favorites, though.."
"It's quite alright, friend."
He looks around, making sure not to touch anything.
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He shakes his hand and pushes the silver back to them, “Keep it, expand your treasure collection, consider it an investment in us becomin’ friends.”
“Hmm… may I ask why you think that way? Do you have anything particular reason?”
They begin leading them to his new home, on the outskirts of town, simple but happy, like his old home that burned down.
"No, you have to take it. 1 gold is too much for all these treasures I gots for free!"
"It's bitten me a lot, so I keep only what I can hold on my person."
He clings to them, looking around eagerly
“Yes, but you said they are your favorite treasures, I’ve got to give you something worth your favorites.”
“Oh, I understand what you mean. I’m sorry.”
The home looks like his old one, Victorian. He leads them inside, allowing them to explore with him.
"They all my favorites, though.."
"It's quite alright, friend."
He looks around, making sure not to touch anything.
“Then they are worth even more.” He chuckles, taking the money “If you insist.”
“Okay.” He sits down somewhere, hands in his lap.
He notices and smiles “Don’t feel like stopping yourself, you stay here, consider it your home.”
"I do insist." *be very glad you bought something*
He goes into the kitchen, brewing some tea
He finds somewhere to lay down, closing his eyes
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"Thank you kindly." he grumbles softly, stretching out.
"He's very friendly, and in all the days of the world, he's only made two mistakes."
He takes it and eats it more willingly, getting quite full.
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
She rubs behind his ears, gently, enough not to cut them.
“Well… I would expect that of a god, I’ll try to talk to them later, but I wanna be with my friend right now.”
Once the deletable meal is finished he takes the dish, “Would you like to meet the rest of the staff?”
His fur is soft, seemingly deeper than it is
"Well, what would you like to do?"
He nods briefly
*I have a new scaley girl I want you to meet btw*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Sure, don’t know who I would use to meet them though, got any ideas?*
She sighs, letting them sleep and beginning to rest herself.
“I don’t know… I was just going for a walk and came over.”
He leads them to the back of the restaurant.
*somebody who'd frequent the market*
(Good end here,) A medium sized shack has appeared in the square, roughly put together and bearing a sign that reads "WEeMIn's STUFF!!"
"Hungry?" he asks, standing up and stretching
He follows, trying to grab their hand.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
Isaiah, owner of a local shop for weapon crafting and similar things, walks over to the shack with a smile, curious to see what’s in the new place.
He stands up after them, looking up at them, “Sure, yeah.”
They notice, giving a soft smile and holding out their hand, giving them a firm grip. They introduce them to all of the other mob members.
The door to the shack is open, and at the back there is a counter, clearly the register. Behind it stands a short blue Lizardfolk, wearing shiny leather armor and a big smile.
He takes them to his small house, making sure they're close
He waves politely, sticking close to them as he smiles at the others weakly
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
He grins widely, adjusting himself to appear more professional, and less like a mad scientist with a penchant for faulty magic items, before walking inside, “Hello.” His Australian accent prominent.
They do stay close, maybe because he doesn’t know this place that well.
Loo makes sure they are comfortable, keeping the introductions short before taking them back out of the kitchen.
"Hiii friend!! Welcome to Weemin's Stuff! I am Weemin, this is all my stuff!" on the shelves there are many things, ranging from actual junk, rocks, and old gear. nothing looks particularly useful besides a few dull knives and swords, a broken shield, a stringless bow. Every item is dirt cheap.
"Here we are. Shoes off, if you have any."
He gets into the booth again, holding his plush.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
He begins picking out some of the actual junk, along with the broken weaponry, “What a charming shop, nice to meet you Weemin, I’m Isaiah, I run a shop nearby. I like everythin’ ya got here, looks really nice, all o’ it.”
He looks down to his shoes, which don’t look the best, but takes them off.
“Do you need anything else, friend?”
"Thank you! All these thingses, I found while looking around! I make store so people can buy Weemin's favorite treasures!"
He lets them enter first, wiping his paws as he follows after. The house is barebones, the same as every other house in Aspen that doesn't belong to the Gods.
he shakes his head, rubbing his eyes.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“And all of these are treasures indeed.” He puts everything he wants down on the counter, placing down three gold pieces “Here ya go, would this be enough for it all?”
He follows soon after them, walking inside and looking around with a smile, “Do you not have anything to decorate with? Do you want anything?”
“Getting tired I assume, do you want a place to stay?”
"Oh, yes sir! 1 gold pieces is already a lots, so take two back and.... hmmm. these too!" She hands him 4 silver pieces.
"I don't spend time here often. I don't believe in material possessions."
He nods eagerly, standing up
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Cut for Salem.*
He shakes his hand and pushes the silver back to them, “Keep it, expand your treasure collection, consider it an investment in us becomin’ friends.”
“Hmm… may I ask why you think that way? Do you have anything particular reason?”
They begin leading them to his new home, on the outskirts of town, simple but happy, like his old home that burned down.
"No, you have to take it. 1 gold is too much for all these treasures I gots for free!"
"It's bitten me a lot, so I keep only what I can hold on my person."
He clings to them, looking around eagerly
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“Yes, but you said they are your favorite treasures, I’ve got to give you something worth your favorites.”
“Oh, I understand what you mean. I’m sorry.”
The home looks like his old one, Victorian. He leads them inside, allowing them to explore with him.
"They all my favorites, though.."
"It's quite alright, friend."
He looks around, making sure not to touch anything.
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“Then they are worth even more.” He chuckles, taking the money “If you insist.”
“Okay.” He sits down somewhere, hands in his lap.
He notices and smiles “Don’t feel like stopping yourself, you stay here, consider it your home.”
"I do insist." *be very glad you bought something*
He goes into the kitchen, brewing some tea
He finds somewhere to lay down, closing his eyes
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Oh, that’s ominous, I like it.*
“Well, you should come visit my shop some time, see you around.” He begins walking out.
He watches them, taking his notebook back out and writing.
He lets them rest, placing a blanket on them and going back out to do some work.