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#23396 Jan 18, 2023
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*Hello, I hath returned!*

*Pall! Hugs!*

*Hugs back! How has your day been, Alaric?*

*Just started, and i was late to school. On the other hand, i don't have to do the benchmark cause i did it yesterday, so pretty good!*

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I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

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#23397 Jan 18, 2023
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*Hello, I hath returned!*

*Pall! Hugs!*

*Hugs back! How has your day been, Alaric?*

*Just started, and i was late to school. On the other hand, i don't have to do the benchmark cause i did it yesterday, so pretty good!*

*That's good to hear! I'm a bit mifted because we had to do a project on mental health, so I searched high and low for an exspert when I discovered that we simply could interview someone who was neuroatypical (like had ADHD)... And I have autism. so... yeah*

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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
#23398 Jan 18, 2023
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The door opens as a slender hand pushes it. A female High-Elf walks inside the tavern, walking with purpose. She has cocoa-colored skin is painted with yellow and green ceremonial make-up. Her long beige-white hair that falls down around her waist, tiny rings of silver in it. Her features are delicate like that of a noble's. Her startling gold eyes look over the tavern, looking at everyone little thing that she can see. Her ears are pierced with triangular silver earrings that dangle down.

She wears a beige silk shirt that is off her shoulders and accents her slender neck. A pale yellow skirt is wrapped her waist and sweeps the floor. Her feet are covered by thin leather sandals. She wears a dark green cloak with runes in elvish etched into the cloth and painted gold. Around her shoulder is a bag of holding. In her dainty hand is a long staff made of gold, it shimmer like the sun.

She goes over to a window-facing seat and sits down, pulling out a leather-covered tome and beginning writing in it.

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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
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The door opens as a slender hand pushes it. A female High-Elf walks inside the tavern, walking with purpose. She has cocoa-colored skin is painted with yellow and green ceremonial make-up. Her long beige-white hair that falls down around her waist, tiny rings of silver in it. Her features are delicate like that of a noble's. Her startling gold eyes look over the tavern, looking at everyone little thing that she can see. Her ears are pierced with triangular silver earrings that dangle down.

She wears a beige silk shirt that is off her shoulders and accents her slender neck. A pale yellow skirt is wrapped her waist and sweeps the floor. Her feet are covered by thin leather sandals. She wears a dark brown cloak with runes in elvish etched into the cloth and painted gold. Around her shoulder is a bag of holding. In her dainty hand is a long staff made of gold, it shimmer like the sun.

She goes over to a window-facing seat and sits down, pulling out a leather-covered tome and beginning writing in it.

Yacatl waves to them. "Whom might you be?"

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#23400 Jan 18, 2023
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*Hello, I hath returned!*

*Pall! Hugs!*

*Hugs back! How has your day been, Alaric?*

*Just started, and i was late to school. On the other hand, i don't have to do the benchmark cause i did it yesterday, so pretty good!*

*That's good to hear! I'm a bit mifted because we had to do a project on mental health, so I searched high and low for an exspert when I discovered that we simply could interview someone who was neuroatypical (like had ADHD)... And I have autism. so... yeah*

*Self interview! ^^*

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I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

#FreeDND
#23401 Jan 18, 2023
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The door opens as a slender hand pushes it. A female High-Elf walks inside the tavern, walking with purpose. She has cocoa-colored skin is painted with yellow and green ceremonial make-up. Her long beige-white hair that falls down around her waist, tiny rings of silver in it. Her features are delicate like that of a noble's. Her startling gold eyes look over the tavern, looking at everyone little thing that she can see. Her ears are pierced with triangular silver earrings that dangle down.

She wears a beige silk shirt that is off her shoulders and accents her slender neck. A pale yellow skirt is wrapped her waist and sweeps the floor. Her feet are covered by thin leather sandals. She wears a dark brown cloak with runes in elvish etched into the cloth and painted gold. Around her shoulder is a bag of holding. In her dainty hand is a long staff made of gold, it shimmer like the sun.

She goes over to a window-facing seat and sits down, pulling out a leather-covered tome and beginning writing in it.

Yacatl waves to them. "Whom might you be?"

She glances at them "I am Ixmith of the Canaries. Who might you be?" she asked, snapping her tome shut and turning her head to lock her golden eyes on them.

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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
#23402 Jan 18, 2023
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*Hello, I hath returned!*

*Pall! Hugs!*

*Hugs back! How has your day been, Alaric?*

*Just started, and i was late to school. On the other hand, i don't have to do the benchmark cause i did it yesterday, so pretty good!*

*That's good to hear! I'm a bit mifted because we had to do a project on mental health, so I searched high and low for an exspert when I discovered that we simply could interview someone who was neuroatypical (like had ADHD)... And I have autism. so... yeah*

*Self interview! ^^*

*Indeed :P*

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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
#23403 Jan 18, 2023
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
#23404 Jan 18, 2023
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The door opens as a slender hand pushes it. A female High-Elf walks inside the tavern, walking with purpose. She has cocoa-colored skin is painted with yellow and green ceremonial make-up. Her long beige-white hair that falls down around her waist, tiny rings of silver in it. Her features are delicate like that of a noble's. Her startling gold eyes look over the tavern, looking at everyone little thing that she can see. Her ears are pierced with triangular silver earrings that dangle down.

She wears a beige silk shirt that is off her shoulders and accents her slender neck. A pale yellow skirt is wrapped her waist and sweeps the floor. Her feet are covered by thin leather sandals. She wears a dark brown cloak with runes in elvish etched into the cloth and painted gold. Around her shoulder is a bag of holding. In her dainty hand is a long staff made of gold, it shimmer like the sun.

She goes over to a window-facing seat and sits down, pulling out a leather-covered tome and beginning writing in it.

Yacatl waves to them. "Whom might you be?"

She glances at them "I am Ixmith of the Canaries. Who might you be?" she asked, snapping her tome shut and turning her head to lock her golden eyes on them.

"Yacatl. Self-termed 'speed demon'." They say, with a grandiose bow. "Your a wizard I take it?"

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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
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The door opens as a slender hand pushes it. A female High-Elf walks inside the tavern, walking with purpose. She has cocoa-colored skin is painted with yellow and green ceremonial make-up. Her long beige-white hair that falls down around her waist, tiny rings of silver in it. Her features are delicate like that of a noble's. Her startling gold eyes look over the tavern, looking at everyone little thing that she can see. Her ears are pierced with triangular silver earrings that dangle down.

She wears a beige silk shirt that is off her shoulders and accents her slender neck. A pale yellow skirt is wrapped her waist and sweeps the floor. Her feet are covered by thin leather sandals. She wears a dark brown cloak with runes in elvish etched into the cloth and painted gold. Around her shoulder is a bag of holding. In her dainty hand is a long staff made of gold, it shimmer like the sun.

She goes over to a window-facing seat and sits down, pulling out a leather-covered tome and beginning writing in it.

Yacatl waves to them. "Whom might you be?"

She glances at them "I am Ixmith of the Canaries. Who might you be?" she asked, snapping her tome shut and turning her head to lock her golden eyes on them.

"Yacatl. Self-termed 'speed demon'." They say, with a grandiose bow. "Your a wizard I take it?"

"Maybe i am" she says and leans on her hand "Why?"

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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
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The door opens as a slender hand pushes it. A female High-Elf walks inside the tavern, walking with purpose. She has cocoa-colored skin is painted with yellow and green ceremonial make-up. Her long beige-white hair that falls down around her waist, tiny rings of silver in it. Her features are delicate like that of a noble's. Her startling gold eyes look over the tavern, looking at everyone little thing that she can see. Her ears are pierced with triangular silver earrings that dangle down.

She wears a beige silk shirt that is off her shoulders and accents her slender neck. A pale yellow skirt is wrapped her waist and sweeps the floor. Her feet are covered by thin leather sandals. She wears a dark brown cloak with runes in elvish etched into the cloth and painted gold. Around her shoulder is a bag of holding. In her dainty hand is a long staff made of gold, it shimmer like the sun.

She goes over to a window-facing seat and sits down, pulling out a leather-covered tome and beginning writing in it.

Yacatl waves to them. "Whom might you be?"

She glances at them "I am Ixmith of the Canaries. Who might you be?" she asked, snapping her tome shut and turning her head to lock her golden eyes on them.

"Yacatl. Self-termed 'speed demon'." They say, with a grandiose bow. "Your a wizard I take it?"

"Maybe i am" she says and leans on her hand "Why?"

"Because I'm curious, despite what it does to cats." The tabaxi attempts to joke

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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
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The door opens as a slender hand pushes it. A female High-Elf walks inside the tavern, walking with purpose. She has cocoa-colored skin is painted with yellow and green ceremonial make-up. Her long beige-white hair that falls down around her waist, tiny rings of silver in it. Her features are delicate like that of a noble's. Her startling gold eyes look over the tavern, looking at everyone little thing that she can see. Her ears are pierced with triangular silver earrings that dangle down.

She wears a beige silk shirt that is off her shoulders and accents her slender neck. A pale yellow skirt is wrapped her waist and sweeps the floor. Her feet are covered by thin leather sandals. She wears a dark brown cloak with runes in elvish etched into the cloth and painted gold. Around her shoulder is a bag of holding. In her dainty hand is a long staff made of gold, it shimmer like the sun.

She goes over to a window-facing seat and sits down, pulling out a leather-covered tome and beginning writing in it.

Yacatl waves to them. "Whom might you be?"

She glances at them "I am Ixmith of the Canaries. Who might you be?" she asked, snapping her tome shut and turning her head to lock her golden eyes on them.

"Yacatl. Self-termed 'speed demon'." They say, with a grandiose bow. "Your a wizard I take it?"

"Maybe i am" she says and leans on her hand "Why?"

"Because I'm curious, despite what it does to cats." The tabaxi attempts to joke

"hm." she said and stood up, bowing a bit like what he did "I am a Wizard, an Archmage if you will"

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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
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The door opens as a slender hand pushes it. A female High-Elf walks inside the tavern, walking with purpose. She has cocoa-colored skin is painted with yellow and green ceremonial make-up. Her long beige-white hair that falls down around her waist, tiny rings of silver in it. Her features are delicate like that of a noble's. Her startling gold eyes look over the tavern, looking at everyone little thing that she can see. Her ears are pierced with triangular silver earrings that dangle down.

She wears a beige silk shirt that is off her shoulders and accents her slender neck. A pale yellow skirt is wrapped her waist and sweeps the floor. Her feet are covered by thin leather sandals. She wears a dark brown cloak with runes in elvish etched into the cloth and painted gold. Around her shoulder is a bag of holding. In her dainty hand is a long staff made of gold, it shimmer like the sun.

She goes over to a window-facing seat and sits down, pulling out a leather-covered tome and beginning writing in it.

Yacatl waves to them. "Whom might you be?"

She glances at them "I am Ixmith of the Canaries. Who might you be?" she asked, snapping her tome shut and turning her head to lock her golden eyes on them.

"Yacatl. Self-termed 'speed demon'." They say, with a grandiose bow. "Your a wizard I take it?"

"Maybe i am" she says and leans on her hand "Why?"

"Because I'm curious, despite what it does to cats." The tabaxi attempts to joke

"hm." she said and stood up, bowing a bit like what he did "I am a Wizard, an Archmage if you will"

"Intriguing. I too dabble in the mystic arts, although I am more of an artificer than a wizard."

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*Hello, I hath returned!*

*Pall! Hugs!*

*Hugs back! How has your day been, Alaric?*

*Just started, and i was late to school. On the other hand, i don't have to do the benchmark cause i did it yesterday, so pretty good!*

*That's good to hear! I'm a bit mifted because we had to do a project on mental health, so I searched high and low for an exspert when I discovered that we simply could interview someone who was neuroatypical (like had ADHD)... And I have autism. so... yeah*

*Self interview! ^^*

*Indeed :P*

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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
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The door opens as a slender hand pushes it. A female High-Elf walks inside the tavern, walking with purpose. She has cocoa-colored skin is painted with yellow and green ceremonial make-up. Her long beige-white hair that falls down around her waist, tiny rings of silver in it. Her features are delicate like that of a noble's. Her startling gold eyes look over the tavern, looking at everyone little thing that she can see. Her ears are pierced with triangular silver earrings that dangle down.

She wears a beige silk shirt that is off her shoulders and accents her slender neck. A pale yellow skirt is wrapped her waist and sweeps the floor. Her feet are covered by thin leather sandals. She wears a dark brown cloak with runes in elvish etched into the cloth and painted gold. Around her shoulder is a bag of holding. In her dainty hand is a long staff made of gold, it shimmer like the sun.

She goes over to a window-facing seat and sits down, pulling out a leather-covered tome and beginning writing in it.

Yacatl waves to them. "Whom might you be?"

She glances at them "I am Ixmith of the Canaries. Who might you be?" she asked, snapping her tome shut and turning her head to lock her golden eyes on them.

"Yacatl. Self-termed 'speed demon'." They say, with a grandiose bow. "Your a wizard I take it?"

"Maybe i am" she says and leans on her hand "Why?"

"Because I'm curious, despite what it does to cats." The tabaxi attempts to joke

"hm." she said and stood up, bowing a bit like what he did "I am a Wizard, an Archmage if you will"

"Intriguing. I too dabble in the mystic arts, although I am more of an artificer than a wizard."

"Hm" she said, studying them "what can you do"

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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
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The door opens as a slender hand pushes it. A female High-Elf walks inside the tavern, walking with purpose. She has cocoa-colored skin is painted with yellow and green ceremonial make-up. Her long beige-white hair that falls down around her waist, tiny rings of silver in it. Her features are delicate like that of a noble's. Her startling gold eyes look over the tavern, looking at everyone little thing that she can see. Her ears are pierced with triangular silver earrings that dangle down.

She wears a beige silk shirt that is off her shoulders and accents her slender neck. A pale yellow skirt is wrapped her waist and sweeps the floor. Her feet are covered by thin leather sandals. She wears a dark brown cloak with runes in elvish etched into the cloth and painted gold. Around her shoulder is a bag of holding. In her dainty hand is a long staff made of gold, it shimmer like the sun.

She goes over to a window-facing seat and sits down, pulling out a leather-covered tome and beginning writing in it.

Yacatl waves to them. "Whom might you be?"

She glances at them "I am Ixmith of the Canaries. Who might you be?" she asked, snapping her tome shut and turning her head to lock her golden eyes on them.

"Yacatl. Self-termed 'speed demon'." They say, with a grandiose bow. "Your a wizard I take it?"

"Maybe i am" she says and leans on her hand "Why?"

"Because I'm curious, despite what it does to cats." The tabaxi attempts to joke

"hm." she said and stood up, bowing a bit like what he did "I am a Wizard, an Archmage if you will"

"Intriguing. I too dabble in the mystic arts, although I am more of an artificer than a wizard."

"Hm" she said, studying them "what can you do"

"As a wizard? Little other then mage hands and light and prestidigitation. As an artificer, make potions and run fast, real fast."

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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
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The door opens as a slender hand pushes it. A female High-Elf walks inside the tavern, walking with purpose. She has cocoa-colored skin is painted with yellow and green ceremonial make-up. Her long beige-white hair that falls down around her waist, tiny rings of silver in it. Her features are delicate like that of a noble's. Her startling gold eyes look over the tavern, looking at everyone little thing that she can see. Her ears are pierced with triangular silver earrings that dangle down.

She wears a beige silk shirt that is off her shoulders and accents her slender neck. A pale yellow skirt is wrapped her waist and sweeps the floor. Her feet are covered by thin leather sandals. She wears a dark brown cloak with runes in elvish etched into the cloth and painted gold. Around her shoulder is a bag of holding. In her dainty hand is a long staff made of gold, it shimmer like the sun.

She goes over to a window-facing seat and sits down, pulling out a leather-covered tome and beginning writing in it.

Yacatl waves to them. "Whom might you be?"

She glances at them "I am Ixmith of the Canaries. Who might you be?" she asked, snapping her tome shut and turning her head to lock her golden eyes on them.

"Yacatl. Self-termed 'speed demon'." They say, with a grandiose bow. "Your a wizard I take it?"

"Maybe i am" she says and leans on her hand "Why?"

"Because I'm curious, despite what it does to cats." The tabaxi attempts to joke

"hm." she said and stood up, bowing a bit like what he did "I am a Wizard, an Archmage if you will"

"Intriguing. I too dabble in the mystic arts, although I am more of an artificer than a wizard."

"Hm" she said, studying them "what can you do"

"As a wizard? Little other then mage hands and light and prestidigitation. As an artificer, make potions and run fast, real fast."

"Hm" she said "More artificer than wizard hm?"

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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
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The door opens as a slender hand pushes it. A female High-Elf walks inside the tavern, walking with purpose. She has cocoa-colored skin is painted with yellow and green ceremonial make-up. Her long beige-white hair that falls down around her waist, tiny rings of silver in it. Her features are delicate like that of a noble's. Her startling gold eyes look over the tavern, looking at everyone little thing that she can see. Her ears are pierced with triangular silver earrings that dangle down.

She wears a beige silk shirt that is off her shoulders and accents her slender neck. A pale yellow skirt is wrapped her waist and sweeps the floor. Her feet are covered by thin leather sandals. She wears a dark brown cloak with runes in elvish etched into the cloth and painted gold. Around her shoulder is a bag of holding. In her dainty hand is a long staff made of gold, it shimmer like the sun.

She goes over to a window-facing seat and sits down, pulling out a leather-covered tome and beginning writing in it.

Yacatl waves to them. "Whom might you be?"

She glances at them "I am Ixmith of the Canaries. Who might you be?" she asked, snapping her tome shut and turning her head to lock her golden eyes on them.

"Yacatl. Self-termed 'speed demon'." They say, with a grandiose bow. "Your a wizard I take it?"

"Maybe i am" she says and leans on her hand "Why?"

"Because I'm curious, despite what it does to cats." The tabaxi attempts to joke

"hm." she said and stood up, bowing a bit like what he did "I am a Wizard, an Archmage if you will"

"Intriguing. I too dabble in the mystic arts, although I am more of an artificer than a wizard."

"Hm" she said, studying them "what can you do"

"As a wizard? Little other then mage hands and light and prestidigitation. As an artificer, make potions and run fast, real fast."

"Hm" she said "More artificer than wizard hm?"

"Indeed."

*Yacatl is 2 wiz, 2 monk, 2 fighter, and 14 artificer*

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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
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The door opens as a slender hand pushes it. A female High-Elf walks inside the tavern, walking with purpose. She has cocoa-colored skin is painted with yellow and green ceremonial make-up. Her long beige-white hair that falls down around her waist, tiny rings of silver in it. Her features are delicate like that of a noble's. Her startling gold eyes look over the tavern, looking at everyone little thing that she can see. Her ears are pierced with triangular silver earrings that dangle down.

She wears a beige silk shirt that is off her shoulders and accents her slender neck. A pale yellow skirt is wrapped her waist and sweeps the floor. Her feet are covered by thin leather sandals. She wears a dark brown cloak with runes in elvish etched into the cloth and painted gold. Around her shoulder is a bag of holding. In her dainty hand is a long staff made of gold, it shimmer like the sun.

She goes over to a window-facing seat and sits down, pulling out a leather-covered tome and beginning writing in it.

Yacatl waves to them. "Whom might you be?"

She glances at them "I am Ixmith of the Canaries. Who might you be?" she asked, snapping her tome shut and turning her head to lock her golden eyes on them.

"Yacatl. Self-termed 'speed demon'." They say, with a grandiose bow. "Your a wizard I take it?"

"Maybe i am" she says and leans on her hand "Why?"

"Because I'm curious, despite what it does to cats." The tabaxi attempts to joke

"hm." she said and stood up, bowing a bit like what he did "I am a Wizard, an Archmage if you will"

"Intriguing. I too dabble in the mystic arts, although I am more of an artificer than a wizard."

"Hm" she said, studying them "what can you do"

"As a wizard? Little other then mage hands and light and prestidigitation. As an artificer, make potions and run fast, real fast."

"Hm" she said "More artificer than wizard hm?"

"Indeed."

*Yacatl is 2 wiz, 2 monk, 2 fighter, and 14 artificer*

*(GP) man! thats a lot!*

"Hm" she said and tilted her head to the side "Do you wish to have tea with me?"

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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
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