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.
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.
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
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
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'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!!"
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
"That is an extremely positive outlook."
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"I suppose" 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
"Can I ask what made you think that way?"
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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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*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.
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 man stops trying to tug out the metal in his side and looks curiously at this newcomer.
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"Well I don't have a bad childhood or dark backstory. I just think it because I rather be positive then negative"
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 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.
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 man continues to look at the duo. His helment covers his face so they cannot see his expression
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"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
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 shrugs "Not sure"
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
"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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"I see. So, how about your friends? Do you have any more?"
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