Smoke starts to rise from a single spot before the tavern. The smokes takes the form of a human slowly till it becomes solid to take the form of a Young man. He wears a long black trench, a white professional long-sleeved shirt, long black slacks, thick black boots. His entire head was covered with some black cloth except for a white mask that is designed with glowing blue triangle in the center of the mask. He has two pistols he packs on either side of his waist with a few rounds of bullets in a specialized pouch.
He walks into the tavern, like himself, a shadow forms on his shoulder that takes the form of an ugly green thing with big black eyes and short horns (Quasit). The man sits down in the back of the bar and tilts his head back as if he is sleeping.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
Smoke starts to rise from a single spot before the tavern. The smokes takes the form of a human slowly till it becomes solid to take the form of a Young man. He wears a long black trench, a white professional long-sleeved shirt, long black slacks, thick black boots. His entire head was covered with some black cloth except for a white mask that is designed with glowing blue triangle in the center of the mask. He has two pistols he packs on either side of his waist with a few rounds of bullets in a specialized pouch.
He walks into the tavern, like himself, a shadow forms on his shoulder that takes the form of an ugly green thing with big black eyes and short horns (Quasit). The man sits down in the back of the bar and tilts his head back as if he is sleeping.
The man stops trying to tug out the metal in his side and looks curiously at this newcomer.
Smoke starts to rise from a single spot before the tavern. The smokes takes the form of a human slowly till it becomes solid to take the form of a Young man. He wears a long black trench, a white professional long-sleeved shirt, long black slacks, thick black boots. His entire head was covered with some black cloth except for a white mask that is designed with glowing blue triangle in the center of the mask. He has two pistols he packs on either side of his waist with a few rounds of bullets in a specialized pouch.
He walks into the tavern, like himself, a shadow forms on his shoulder that takes the form of an ugly green thing with big black eyes and short horns (Quasit). The man sits down in the back of the bar and tilts his head back as if he is sleeping.
The man stops trying to tug out the metal in his side and looks curiously at this newcomer.
The quasit narrows its tiny eyes at him and crawls up on to the mans head to wake him. The man jolts away and picks the quasit off his head.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
Smoke starts to rise from a single spot before the tavern. The smokes takes the form of a human slowly till it becomes solid to take the form of a Young man. He wears a long black trench, a white professional long-sleeved shirt, long black slacks, thick black boots. His entire head was covered with some black cloth except for a white mask that is designed with glowing blue triangle in the center of the mask. He has two pistols he packs on either side of his waist with a few rounds of bullets in a specialized pouch.
He walks into the tavern, like himself, a shadow forms on his shoulder that takes the form of an ugly green thing with big black eyes and short horns (Quasit). The man sits down in the back of the bar and tilts his head back as if he is sleeping.
The man stops trying to tug out the metal in his side and looks curiously at this newcomer.
The quasit narrows its tiny eyes at him and crawls up on to the mans head to wake him. The man jolts away and picks the quasit off his head.
The man continues to look at the duo. His helment covers his face so they cannot see his expression
Smoke starts to rise from a single spot before the tavern. The smokes takes the form of a human slowly till it becomes solid to take the form of a Young man. He wears a long black trench, a white professional long-sleeved shirt, long black slacks, thick black boots. His entire head was covered with some black cloth except for a white mask that is designed with glowing blue triangle in the center of the mask. He has two pistols he packs on either side of his waist with a few rounds of bullets in a specialized pouch.
He walks into the tavern, like himself, a shadow forms on his shoulder that takes the form of an ugly green thing with big black eyes and short horns (Quasit). The man sits down in the back of the bar and tilts his head back as if he is sleeping.
The man stops trying to tug out the metal in his side and looks curiously at this newcomer.
The quasit narrows its tiny eyes at him and crawls up on to the mans head to wake him. The man jolts away and picks the quasit off his head.
The man continues to look at the duo. His helment covers his face so they cannot see his expression
the man stands up and walks over, he stands over the other man and watches him "What." His voice is gravelly
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
Smoke starts to rise from a single spot before the tavern. The smokes takes the form of a human slowly till it becomes solid to take the form of a Young man. He wears a long black trench, a white professional long-sleeved shirt, long black slacks, thick black boots. His entire head was covered with some black cloth except for a white mask that is designed with glowing blue triangle in the center of the mask. He has two pistols he packs on either side of his waist with a few rounds of bullets in a specialized pouch.
He walks into the tavern, like himself, a shadow forms on his shoulder that takes the form of an ugly green thing with big black eyes and short horns (Quasit). The man sits down in the back of the bar and tilts his head back as if he is sleeping.
The man stops trying to tug out the metal in his side and looks curiously at this newcomer.
The quasit narrows its tiny eyes at him and crawls up on to the mans head to wake him. The man jolts away and picks the quasit off his head.
The man continues to look at the duo. His helment covers his face so they cannot see his expression
the man stands up and walks over, he stands over the other man and watches him "What." His voice is gravelly
"Sorry didn't mean to bother you. You just had quite an entrance." his voice is a bit distorted by the helmet.
"But you have so many more talents."
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"Not really. Wizard, bard, tinkerer cat. Thats all I am" he strummed his banjo like a guitar
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"It's still more than me."
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"Everyone is different" he said and smiled "thats how I see it. We are all equal in talent, skill, everything!!"
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"That is an extremely positive outlook."
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"I suppose" he said with a grin
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Can I ask what made you think that way?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
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*Hi. I will back fully on in like 30 minutes or so*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Ight, see ya!*
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*Hi*
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Smoke starts to rise from a single spot before the tavern. The smokes takes the form of a human slowly till it becomes solid to take the form of a Young man. He wears a long black trench, a white professional long-sleeved shirt, long black slacks, thick black boots. His entire head was covered with some black cloth except for a white mask that is designed with glowing blue triangle in the center of the mask. He has two pistols he packs on either side of his waist with a few rounds of bullets in a specialized pouch.
He walks into the tavern, like himself, a shadow forms on his shoulder that takes the form of an ugly green thing with big black eyes and short horns (Quasit). The man sits down in the back of the bar and tilts his head back as if he is sleeping.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The man stops trying to tug out the metal in his side and looks curiously at this newcomer.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Well I don't have a bad childhood or dark backstory. I just think it because I rather be positive then negative"
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The quasit narrows its tiny eyes at him and crawls up on to the mans head to wake him. The man jolts away and picks the quasit off his head.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The man continues to look at the duo. His helment covers his face so they cannot see his expression
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"But what was your line of thought for it?"
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the man stands up and walks over, he stands over the other man and watches him "What." His voice is gravelly
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
he shrugs "Not sure"
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Sorry didn't mean to bother you. You just had quite an entrance." his voice is a bit distorted by the helmet.
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Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"I see. So, how about your friends? Do you have any more?"
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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.