"I know.... i guess ive been driving you away because of that fear...."
"Well, this will be the lest time."
"But what if i run off again?"
"It's the last time because... we're done. I'm done. I can't take this anymore."
*Well here ya go.*
*big sad time*
Stroth looks as if their whole world was collapsing. Suddenly they freeze, then as quick as lighting, Stroth body is not theirs anymore, it is a black sludgey mess with tendrils that grip at the ground. Suddenly it jumps at Zylna, as if trying to keep itself on her rather them trap her.
"I know.... i guess ive been driving you away because of that fear...."
"Well, this will be the lest time."
"But what if i run off again?"
"It's the last time because... we're done. I'm done. I can't take this anymore."
*Well here ya go.*
*big sad time*
Stroth looks as if their whole world was collapsing. Suddenly they freeze, then as quick as lighting, Stroth body is not theirs anymore, it is a black sludgey mess with tendrils that grip at the ground. Suddenly it jumps at Zylna, as if trying to keep itself on her rather them trap her.
*Big sad horror time*
Zylna goes wide-eyed to begin with, but as it jumps at her, Zylna rolls and runs away.
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"I know.... i guess ive been driving you away because of that fear...."
"Well, this will be the lest time."
"But what if i run off again?"
"It's the last time because... we're done. I'm done. I can't take this anymore."
*Well here ya go.*
*big sad time*
Stroth looks as if their whole world was collapsing. Suddenly they freeze, then as quick as lighting, Stroth body is not theirs anymore, it is a black sludgey mess with tendrils that grip at the ground. Suddenly it jumps at Zylna, as if trying to keep itself on her rather them trap her.
*Big sad horror time*
Zylna goes wide-eyed to begin with, but as it jumps at her, Zylna rolls and runs away.
It follows as if it is a dog on her scent. It seems to move with incredibly quickness (40 feet)
"I know.... i guess ive been driving you away because of that fear...."
"Well, this will be the lest time."
"But what if i run off again?"
"It's the last time because... we're done. I'm done. I can't take this anymore."
*Well here ya go.*
*big sad time*
Stroth looks as if their whole world was collapsing. Suddenly they freeze, then as quick as lighting, Stroth body is not theirs anymore, it is a black sludgey mess with tendrils that grip at the ground. Suddenly it jumps at Zylna, as if trying to keep itself on her rather them trap her.
*Big sad horror time*
Zylna goes wide-eyed to begin with, but as it jumps at her, Zylna rolls and runs away.
It follows as if it is a dog on her scent. It seems to move with incredibly quickness (40 feet)
*Heh, Zylna has 40 movement speed*
She climbs up a tree and starts hopping from branch to branch.
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"I know.... i guess ive been driving you away because of that fear...."
"Well, this will be the lest time."
"But what if i run off again?"
"It's the last time because... we're done. I'm done. I can't take this anymore."
*Well here ya go.*
*big sad time*
Stroth looks as if their whole world was collapsing. Suddenly they freeze, then as quick as lighting, Stroth body is not theirs anymore, it is a black sludgey mess with tendrils that grip at the ground. Suddenly it jumps at Zylna, as if trying to keep itself on her rather them trap her.
*Big sad horror time*
Zylna goes wide-eyed to begin with, but as it jumps at her, Zylna rolls and runs away.
It follows as if it is a dog on her scent. It seems to move with incredibly quickness (40 feet)
*Heh, Zylna has 40 movement speed*
She climbs up a tree and starts hopping from branch to branch.
It blorps and bloops around the bottom of the tree, waiting
"I know.... i guess ive been driving you away because of that fear...."
"Well, this will be the lest time."
"But what if i run off again?"
"It's the last time because... we're done. I'm done. I can't take this anymore."
*Well here ya go.*
*big sad time*
Stroth looks as if their whole world was collapsing. Suddenly they freeze, then as quick as lighting, Stroth body is not theirs anymore, it is a black sludgey mess with tendrils that grip at the ground. Suddenly it jumps at Zylna, as if trying to keep itself on her rather them trap her.
*Big sad horror time*
Zylna goes wide-eyed to begin with, but as it jumps at her, Zylna rolls and runs away.
It follows as if it is a dog on her scent. It seems to move with incredibly quickness (40 feet)
*Heh, Zylna has 40 movement speed*
She climbs up a tree and starts hopping from branch to branch.
It blorps and bloops around the bottom of the tree, waiting
She climp\bs up to get out of sight of it and sneak away,
Stealth: 31
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Harbor is outside, plucking his banjo while humming a tune that made no sense to anyone that heard it.
Stroth is meditating on the roof of the tavern.
Mirinn slowly walks over and takes a seat next to him, listening to his melody.
*Did you ever see Zylna's response to your last post yesterday?*
*I don't think I did*
Harbor smiles "well howdy there" he said, his long ears twitch around as if they were waving at her.
"Salut, Harbor. How are you today?"
"Good! How about you?" He asked and set his banjo down, he picked up a mug that sat next to him and sipped it, it was filled with tea.
"I am great, thank you. Your music just now was very good."
"Heh thanks. Ballad of the faire dragon" he said and grinned from whisker to whisker
"Sounds fun. May I hear it again?"
"Of course!" He said and picked up his banjo and began to pluck again before pulling into a full-born song that was.made of off and even notes that somehow made a cheerful melody.
"I know.... i guess ive been driving you away because of that fear...."
"Well, this will be the lest time."
"But what if i run off again?"
"It's the last time because... we're done. I'm done. I can't take this anymore."
*Well here ya go.*
*big sad time*
Stroth looks as if their whole world was collapsing. Suddenly they freeze, then as quick as lighting, Stroth body is not theirs anymore, it is a black sludgey mess with tendrils that grip at the ground. Suddenly it jumps at Zylna, as if trying to keep itself on her rather them trap her.
*Big sad horror time*
Zylna goes wide-eyed to begin with, but as it jumps at her, Zylna rolls and runs away.
It follows as if it is a dog on her scent. It seems to move with incredibly quickness (40 feet)
*Heh, Zylna has 40 movement speed*
She climbs up a tree and starts hopping from branch to branch.
It blorps and bloops around the bottom of the tree, waiting
She climp\bs up to get out of sight of it and sneak away,
Stealth: 19
It follows her quietly beneath the tree, keeping on her scent even if it couldn't see her.
Harbor is outside, plucking his banjo while humming a tune that made no sense to anyone that heard it.
Stroth is meditating on the roof of the tavern.
Mirinn slowly walks over and takes a seat next to him, listening to his melody.
*Did you ever see Zylna's response to your last post yesterday?*
*I don't think I did*
Harbor smiles "well howdy there" he said, his long ears twitch around as if they were waving at her.
"Salut, Harbor. How are you today?"
"Good! How about you?" He asked and set his banjo down, he picked up a mug that sat next to him and sipped it, it was filled with tea.
"I am great, thank you. Your music just now was very good."
"Heh thanks. Ballad of the faire dragon" he said and grinned from whisker to whisker
"Sounds fun. May I hear it again?"
"Of course!" He said and picked up his banjo and began to pluck again before pulling into a full-born song that was.made of off and even notes that somehow made a cheerful melody.
*Ight, so I got a small moment because the line into school is a nightmare.*
She nodded her head along for a bit before getting up and dancing along.
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"I know.... i guess ive been driving you away because of that fear...."
"Well, this will be the lest time."
"But what if i run off again?"
"It's the last time because... we're done. I'm done. I can't take this anymore."
*Well here ya go.*
*big sad time*
Stroth looks as if their whole world was collapsing. Suddenly they freeze, then as quick as lighting, Stroth body is not theirs anymore, it is a black sludgey mess with tendrils that grip at the ground. Suddenly it jumps at Zylna, as if trying to keep itself on her rather them trap her.
*Big sad horror time*
Zylna goes wide-eyed to begin with, but as it jumps at her, Zylna rolls and runs away.
It follows as if it is a dog on her scent. It seems to move with incredibly quickness (40 feet)
*Heh, Zylna has 40 movement speed*
She climbs up a tree and starts hopping from branch to branch.
It blorps and bloops around the bottom of the tree, waiting
She climp\bs up to get out of sight of it and sneak away,
Stealth: 19
It follows her quietly beneath the tree, keeping on her scent even if it couldn't see her.
Zylna is prepared to stay in the tree as long as possible.
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Harbor is outside, plucking his banjo while humming a tune that made no sense to anyone that heard it.
Stroth is meditating on the roof of the tavern.
Mirinn slowly walks over and takes a seat next to him, listening to his melody.
*Did you ever see Zylna's response to your last post yesterday?*
*I don't think I did*
Harbor smiles "well howdy there" he said, his long ears twitch around as if they were waving at her.
"Salut, Harbor. How are you today?"
"Good! How about you?" He asked and set his banjo down, he picked up a mug that sat next to him and sipped it, it was filled with tea.
"I am great, thank you. Your music just now was very good."
"Heh thanks. Ballad of the faire dragon" he said and grinned from whisker to whisker
"Sounds fun. May I hear it again?"
"Of course!" He said and picked up his banjo and began to pluck again before pulling into a full-born song that was.made of off and even notes that somehow made a cheerful melody.
*Ight, so I got a small moment because the line into school is a nightmare.*
She nodded her head along for a bit before getting up and dancing along.
He chuckles and keeps plucking, changing to another tune that seemed more like a pub song compared to something plucky
"I know.... i guess ive been driving you away because of that fear...."
"Well, this will be the lest time."
"But what if i run off again?"
"It's the last time because... we're done. I'm done. I can't take this anymore."
*Well here ya go.*
*big sad time*
Stroth looks as if their whole world was collapsing. Suddenly they freeze, then as quick as lighting, Stroth body is not theirs anymore, it is a black sludgey mess with tendrils that grip at the ground. Suddenly it jumps at Zylna, as if trying to keep itself on her rather them trap her.
*Big sad horror time*
Zylna goes wide-eyed to begin with, but as it jumps at her, Zylna rolls and runs away.
It follows as if it is a dog on her scent. It seems to move with incredibly quickness (40 feet)
*Heh, Zylna has 40 movement speed*
She climbs up a tree and starts hopping from branch to branch.
It blorps and bloops around the bottom of the tree, waiting
She climp\bs up to get out of sight of it and sneak away,
Stealth: 19
It follows her quietly beneath the tree, keeping on her scent even if it couldn't see her.
Zylna is prepared to stay in the tree as long as possible.
The shape changes from the blob to Stroth again. "Please come down... Please!"
"Salut, Harbor. How are you today?"
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*big sad time*
Stroth looks as if their whole world was collapsing. Suddenly they freeze, then as quick as lighting, Stroth body is not theirs anymore, it is a black sludgey mess with tendrils that grip at the ground. Suddenly it jumps at Zylna, as if trying to keep itself on her rather them trap her.
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
"Good! How about you?" He asked and set his banjo down, he picked up a mug that sat next to him and sipped it, it was filled with tea.
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
*Big sad horror time*
Zylna goes wide-eyed to begin with, but as it jumps at her, Zylna rolls and runs away.
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"I am great, thank you. Your music just now was very good."
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It follows as if it is a dog on her scent. It seems to move with incredibly quickness (40 feet)
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
"Heh thanks. Ballad of the faire dragon" he said and grinned from whisker to whisker
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
*Heh, Zylna has 40 movement speed*
She climbs up a tree and starts hopping from branch to branch.
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"Sounds fun. May I hear it again?"
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It blorps and bloops around the bottom of the tree, waiting
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
She climp\bs up to get out of sight of it and sneak away,
Stealth: 31
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"Of course!" He said and picked up his banjo and began to pluck again before pulling into a full-born song that was.made of off and even notes that somehow made a cheerful melody.
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
*Gtg to my first class, I'll be off for a bit.*
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It follows her quietly beneath the tree, keeping on her scent even if it couldn't see her.
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
*Ight, so I got a small moment because the line into school is a nightmare.*
She nodded her head along for a bit before getting up and dancing along.
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*Mornin*
Osmar is outside drawing a bird.
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Zylna is prepared to stay in the tree as long as possible.
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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.
He chuckles and keeps plucking, changing to another tune that seemed more like a pub song compared to something plucky
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
The shape changes from the blob to Stroth again. "Please come down... Please!"
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
Osmar is nearby listening but looks preoccupied with something in a cage.
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