She stops, looking over. "You... want to be friends?"
"Sure, unless your gonna roast me over a fire later?" he joked
She chuckled. "I won't. I prefer things cold anyways."
*I'm about to have a fire drill. Ill brb*
"Good to know." He said and nodded his head "Lots of ice cream and frozen peas for you"
*Try not to get roasted over the fire. (:*
"So we are friends now?"
*hehe*
He nods "Sure we are, you seem nice enough"
"Merci beaucoup.*
"Heh, your welcome" he said "if I may ask, do you have any friends"
"None that are in this world anymore..." She sits back down.
"are they dead...?" He asked quietly, tilting his head
"Yes."
"I'm sorry to hear that" he said and smiled at her "Its okay, ill try not be dead for you"
She smiled again. "Merci, Harbor. By the way, would you like to see my music?"
He perks up "Sure!!!"
She stood back up and pulled out her handaxes.
he tilts his head a bit "huh?"
She chuckles, then starts swinging them through the air in complex fighting moves. However, slowly, it's almost like the sound the air makes as the axes swing through it is one of the songs Harbor was playing earlier.
He closes his eyes and listens, his ears flicking around, listening carefully
Yep, his ears are not deceiving him, the sound of the axes cutting through the air definitely sounds like the first song he played.
He blinks his eyes and grins again "fascinating !!! Truly fascinating !!!"
At some point, she blew some breath on the axes, and they were freezing cold, leaving a sparkling vapor trail in the air, as well as raising the pitch slightly.
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She stops, looking over. "You... want to be friends?"
"Sure, unless your gonna roast me over a fire later?" he joked
She chuckled. "I won't. I prefer things cold anyways."
*I'm about to have a fire drill. Ill brb*
"Good to know." He said and nodded his head "Lots of ice cream and frozen peas for you"
*Try not to get roasted over the fire. (:*
"So we are friends now?"
*hehe*
He nods "Sure we are, you seem nice enough"
"Merci beaucoup.*
"Heh, your welcome" he said "if I may ask, do you have any friends"
"None that are in this world anymore..." She sits back down.
"are they dead...?" He asked quietly, tilting his head
"Yes."
"I'm sorry to hear that" he said and smiled at her "Its okay, ill try not be dead for you"
She smiled again. "Merci, Harbor. By the way, would you like to see my music?"
He perks up "Sure!!!"
She stood back up and pulled out her handaxes.
he tilts his head a bit "huh?"
She chuckles, then starts swinging them through the air in complex fighting moves. However, slowly, it's almost like the sound the air makes as the axes swing through it is one of the songs Harbor was playing earlier.
He closes his eyes and listens, his ears flicking around, listening carefully
Yep, his ears are not deceiving him, the sound of the axes cutting through the air definitely sounds like the first song he played.
He blinks his eyes and grins again "fascinating !!! Truly fascinating !!!"
At some point, she blew some breath on the axes, and they were freezing cold, leaving a sparkling vapor trail in the air, as well as raising the pitch slightly.
He picks up his banjo and starts playing along, listening for the pitches.
She stops, looking over. "You... want to be friends?"
"Sure, unless your gonna roast me over a fire later?" he joked
She chuckled. "I won't. I prefer things cold anyways."
*I'm about to have a fire drill. Ill brb*
"Good to know." He said and nodded his head "Lots of ice cream and frozen peas for you"
*Try not to get roasted over the fire. (:*
"So we are friends now?"
*hehe*
He nods "Sure we are, you seem nice enough"
"Merci beaucoup.*
"Heh, your welcome" he said "if I may ask, do you have any friends"
"None that are in this world anymore..." She sits back down.
"are they dead...?" He asked quietly, tilting his head
"Yes."
"I'm sorry to hear that" he said and smiled at her "Its okay, ill try not be dead for you"
She smiled again. "Merci, Harbor. By the way, would you like to see my music?"
He perks up "Sure!!!"
She stood back up and pulled out her handaxes.
he tilts his head a bit "huh?"
She chuckles, then starts swinging them through the air in complex fighting moves. However, slowly, it's almost like the sound the air makes as the axes swing through it is one of the songs Harbor was playing earlier.
He closes his eyes and listens, his ears flicking around, listening carefully
Yep, his ears are not deceiving him, the sound of the axes cutting through the air definitely sounds like the first song he played.
He blinks his eyes and grins again "fascinating !!! Truly fascinating !!!"
At some point, she blew some breath on the axes, and they were freezing cold, leaving a sparkling vapor trail in the air, as well as raising the pitch slightly.
He picks up his banjo and starts playing along, listening for the pitches.
Together they make a beautiful piece of music. After it finishes, Mirinn sits back down on the ground.
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She stops, looking over. "You... want to be friends?"
"Sure, unless your gonna roast me over a fire later?" he joked
She chuckled. "I won't. I prefer things cold anyways."
*I'm about to have a fire drill. Ill brb*
"Good to know." He said and nodded his head "Lots of ice cream and frozen peas for you"
*Try not to get roasted over the fire. (:*
"So we are friends now?"
*hehe*
He nods "Sure we are, you seem nice enough"
"Merci beaucoup.*
"Heh, your welcome" he said "if I may ask, do you have any friends"
"None that are in this world anymore..." She sits back down.
"are they dead...?" He asked quietly, tilting his head
"Yes."
"I'm sorry to hear that" he said and smiled at her "Its okay, ill try not be dead for you"
She smiled again. "Merci, Harbor. By the way, would you like to see my music?"
He perks up "Sure!!!"
She stood back up and pulled out her handaxes.
he tilts his head a bit "huh?"
She chuckles, then starts swinging them through the air in complex fighting moves. However, slowly, it's almost like the sound the air makes as the axes swing through it is one of the songs Harbor was playing earlier.
He closes his eyes and listens, his ears flicking around, listening carefully
Yep, his ears are not deceiving him, the sound of the axes cutting through the air definitely sounds like the first song he played.
He blinks his eyes and grins again "fascinating !!! Truly fascinating !!!"
At some point, she blew some breath on the axes, and they were freezing cold, leaving a sparkling vapor trail in the air, as well as raising the pitch slightly.
He picks up his banjo and starts playing along, listening for the pitches.
Together they make a beautiful piece of music. After it finishes, Mirinn sits back down on the ground.
She stops, looking over. "You... want to be friends?"
"Sure, unless your gonna roast me over a fire later?" he joked
She chuckled. "I won't. I prefer things cold anyways."
*I'm about to have a fire drill. Ill brb*
"Good to know." He said and nodded his head "Lots of ice cream and frozen peas for you"
*Try not to get roasted over the fire. (:*
"So we are friends now?"
*hehe*
He nods "Sure we are, you seem nice enough"
"Merci beaucoup.*
"Heh, your welcome" he said "if I may ask, do you have any friends"
"None that are in this world anymore..." She sits back down.
"are they dead...?" He asked quietly, tilting his head
"Yes."
"I'm sorry to hear that" he said and smiled at her "Its okay, ill try not be dead for you"
She smiled again. "Merci, Harbor. By the way, would you like to see my music?"
He perks up "Sure!!!"
She stood back up and pulled out her handaxes.
he tilts his head a bit "huh?"
She chuckles, then starts swinging them through the air in complex fighting moves. However, slowly, it's almost like the sound the air makes as the axes swing through it is one of the songs Harbor was playing earlier.
He closes his eyes and listens, his ears flicking around, listening carefully
Yep, his ears are not deceiving him, the sound of the axes cutting through the air definitely sounds like the first song he played.
He blinks his eyes and grins again "fascinating !!! Truly fascinating !!!"
At some point, she blew some breath on the axes, and they were freezing cold, leaving a sparkling vapor trail in the air, as well as raising the pitch slightly.
He picks up his banjo and starts playing along, listening for the pitches.
Together they make a beautiful piece of music. After it finishes, Mirinn sits back down on the ground.
*Eh. Might as well bring in a character from a different tavern*
There is a loud boom as what seems to be a huge robot lands outside the tavern. A human in armor falls out of the cockpit cursing while trying to yank a piece of metal out of his side.
A human in some high tech armor walks in the tavern. His face is covered by a helmet. He sits down at a table and tries to remove a piece of metal that is embedded into his side.
A human in some high tech armor walks in the tavern. His face is covered by a helmet. He sits down at a table and tries to remove a piece of metal that is embedded into his side.
A human in some high tech armor walks in the tavern. His face is covered by a helmet. He sits down at a table and tries to remove a piece of metal that is embedded into his side.
"Pleasure to meet you as well."
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"You as well!" He said "Are you a researcher?"
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
At some point, she blew some breath on the axes, and they were freezing cold, leaving a sparkling vapor trail in the air, as well as raising the pitch slightly.
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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 picks up his banjo and starts playing along, listening for the pitches.
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
"Yes. I am currently working on multiple journals for a library. I document everyone and everything I meet."
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Together they make a beautiful piece of music. After it finishes, Mirinn sits back down on the ground.
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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.
"Interesting !" He said and saluted. "Have fun!"
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
"I'll do my best. Pleasure to meet you!"
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"That was amazing!" He said with a grin
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
"As same to you mate!!" The tabaxi walks off
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
"Merci. You did very good when you joined in."
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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.
*Eh. Might as well bring in a character from a different tavern*
There is a loud boom as what seems to be a huge robot lands outside the tavern. A human in armor falls out of the cockpit cursing while trying to yank a piece of metal out of his side.
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"Thank you! I'm quite fascinated by how you were able to make music and different pit he's with just a few axes"
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
"It took a lot of time for me to learn to do it."
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"Its most amazing!" he said and chuckled
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
"I feel like you're giving me too much credit for it."
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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.
"Eh, I'm impressed so I'm giving you lots of credit"
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 human in some high tech armor walks in the tavern. His face is covered by a helmet. He sits down at a table and tries to remove a piece of metal that is embedded into his side.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*I might bring in someone soon*
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
*OOO. Also PM land is about to get crazy*
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde