Ternikus is in an underground fight club, fighting his way to the title of champion.
Sylvan is cooking the usual Owl Bear.
Cerberus is looking for somebody to challenge to DragonChess.
The champion is watching on of his fights, a short hooded figure
Ternikus chops a kobold holding dual hand axes in half.
They're silent, seeming to just study his fighting style
The next opponent is a solar mage. Ternikus summons his blood axe and chops a paper in half, causing the entire arena to be covered in darkness. When this magical darkness clears, the unrecognizable body of the mage lays on the floor, near death, but not quite.
The champion atleast pays attention more
Up next were 3 blood moon wolves. Ternikus pulls out another piece of paper and cuts it in half. A wall of fire spout from the ground beneath the wolves, engulfing them in flames. When the fire dissipates, only one wolf is still standing, but immediately bows to Ternikus, who than chops its head off.
The champion thinks the decapitation was well executed
Ternikus goes through more enemies, finding more and more creative ways to kill them, with the last one being turned into a chew toy that was completely decapitated by a pack of direwolves Ternikus summoned.
The champion looks at the schedule, realising that ternikus may be scheduled to face them soon at the rate they're going
Ternikus raises his blood axe and cleaves a displacer beast cleanly in half. He than yells into the stadium, “I WILL BECOME THE GOD OF WAR!!!!!!!!”
The champion finds this humerous as they head into the prep area. Making a god of war out of fighting rings?
Ternikus starts to swing his axe as some kind of battle training while he waits.
The Brand stands outside, leaning against the tree trunk of the tree he is sitting in. He had set up an Arcane eye to face the doorway of the woman’s room so he could make sure to alert his Vrocks to attack anyone who goes in. He is also keeping tabs upon a small noble family who are strutting around town and who have long been overdue to pay their debts.
He raises his sniper rifle and focuses the sight at a Father. He pulls back the trigger as silently, the bullet flies through the air and hits the man in the temples, sending him sprawling on the ground. The Mother and Daughters screamed as blood pooled around their feet.
Yuri stood outside in the frost-bitten field. No trees for miles and miles, just plains coated in snow as far as the eye could see. Her black dress, made of shadows, is a true contrast against the white of the snow. She slowly takes off her crown and veil that covers her face and throws it to the ground as she breaths the cold air in through her lungs. Her delicate features are like that of a goddess, she is true beauty to the eyes.
Slowly, she sits down in the snow. She runs her pale fingertips through it on the ground, as if petting a Winter Wolf. Soon, her human form dissipates into a small white bunny with incredibly black eyes. It begins to race through the snowy fields.
Anson was in a dilemma. Three burly ogres, five times his size were hunting him down for supposedly cheating at a game of cards. Maybe he did cheat but he was sure no one would ever find out but somehow, someone did. The Halfling held his breath from his hiding spot in a tree as the thugs passed below him. He gripped his dagger, ready to possibly jump them if they noticed him.
Suddenly, they did notice him. They bellowed and picked up their great clubs as the Halfling began to race on the tree limb and jump from tree to tree. The limbs creaked in protest but thank goodness for his light weight, they did not break. He jumped down and hide inside a hollow log as the ogres raced past him.
The Brand stands outside, leaning against the tree trunk of the tree he is sitting in. He had set up an Arcane eye to face the doorway of the woman’s room so he could make sure to alert his Vrocks to attack anyone who goes in. He is also keeping tabs upon a small noble family who are strutting around town and who have long been overdue to pay their debts.
He raises his sniper rifle and focuses the sight at a Father. He pulls back the trigger as silently, the bullet flies through the air and hits the man in the temples, sending him sprawling on the ground. The Mother and Daughters screamed as blood pooled around their feet.
Yuri stood outside in the frost-bitten field. No trees for miles and miles, just plains coated in snow as far as the eye could see. Her black dress, made of shadows, is a true contrast against the white of the snow. She slowly takes off her crown and veil that covers her face and throws it to the ground as she breaths the cold air in through her lungs. Her delicate features are like that of a goddess, she is true beauty to the eyes.
Slowly, she sits down in the snow. She runs her pale fingertips through it on the ground, as if petting a Winter Wolf. Soon, her human form dissipates into a small white bunny with incredibly black eyes. It begins to race through the snowy fields.
Anson was in a dilemma. Three burly ogres, five times his size were hunting him down for supposedly cheating at a game of cards. Maybe he did cheat but he was sure no one would ever find out but somehow, someone did. The Halfling held his breath from his hiding spot in a tree as the thugs passed below him. He gripped his dagger, ready to possibly jump them if they noticed him.
Suddenly, they did notice him. They bellowed and picked up their great clubs as the Halfling began to race on the tree limb and jump from tree to tree. The limbs creaked in protest but thank goodness for his light weight, they did not break. He jumped down and hide inside a hollow log as the ogres raced past him
The Brand stands outside, leaning against the tree trunk of the tree he is sitting in. He had set up an Arcane eye to face the doorway of the woman’s room so he could make sure to alert his Vrocks to attack anyone who goes in. He is also keeping tabs upon a small noble family who are strutting around town and who have long been overdue to pay their debts.
He raises his sniper rifle and focuses the sight at a Father. He pulls back the trigger as silently, the bullet flies through the air and hits the man in the temples, sending him sprawling on the ground. The Mother and Daughters screamed as blood pooled around their feet.
Yuri stood outside in the frost-bitten field. No trees for miles and miles, just plains coated in snow as far as the eye could see. Her black dress, made of shadows, is a true contrast against the white of the snow. She slowly takes off her crown and veil that covers her face and throws it to the ground as she breaths the cold air in through her lungs. Her delicate features are like that of a goddess, she is true beauty to the eyes.
Slowly, she sits down in the snow. She runs her pale fingertips through it on the ground, as if petting a Winter Wolf. Soon, her human form dissipates into a small white bunny with incredibly black eyes. It begins to race through the snowy fields.
Anson was in a dilemma. Three burly ogres, five times his size were hunting him down for supposedly cheating at a game of cards. Maybe he did cheat but he was sure no one would ever find out but somehow, someone did. The Halfling held his breath from his hiding spot in a tree as the thugs passed below him. He gripped his dagger, ready to possibly jump them if they noticed him.
Suddenly, they did notice him. They bellowed and picked up their great clubs as the Halfling began to race on the tree limb and jump from tree to tree. The limbs creaked in protest but thank goodness for his light weight, they did not break. He jumped down and hide inside a hollow log as the ogres raced past him
"If ya mean, 'can you hit a still target'" He says, firing a shot dead center on a target, "Then yes."
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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Ternikus starts to swing his axe as some kind of battle training while he waits.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Josh takes one more quick look around before ‘taking a seat’ at one of the tables
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
The Brand stands outside, leaning against the tree trunk of the tree he is sitting in. He had set up an Arcane eye to face the doorway of the woman’s room so he could make sure to alert his Vrocks to attack anyone who goes in. He is also keeping tabs upon a small noble family who are strutting around town and who have long been overdue to pay their debts.
He raises his sniper rifle and focuses the sight at a Father. He pulls back the trigger as silently, the bullet flies through the air and hits the man in the temples, sending him sprawling on the ground. The Mother and Daughters screamed as blood pooled around their feet.
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Yuri stood outside in the frost-bitten field. No trees for miles and miles, just plains coated in snow as far as the eye could see. Her black dress, made of shadows, is a true contrast against the white of the snow. She slowly takes off her crown and veil that covers her face and throws it to the ground as she breaths the cold air in through her lungs. Her delicate features are like that of a goddess, she is true beauty to the eyes.
Slowly, she sits down in the snow. She runs her pale fingertips through it on the ground, as if petting a Winter Wolf. Soon, her human form dissipates into a small white bunny with incredibly black eyes. It begins to race through the snowy fields.
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Anson was in a dilemma. Three burly ogres, five times his size were hunting him down for supposedly cheating at a game of cards. Maybe he did cheat but he was sure no one would ever find out but somehow, someone did. The Halfling held his breath from his hiding spot in a tree as the thugs passed below him. He gripped his dagger, ready to possibly jump them if they noticed him.
Suddenly, they did notice him. They bellowed and picked up their great clubs as the Halfling began to race on the tree limb and jump from tree to tree. The limbs creaked in protest but thank goodness for his light weight, they did not break. He jumped down and hide inside a hollow log as the ogres raced past him.
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 morrow!*
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
*Just by a smidgen XD*
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
*Hm. I suppose*
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 Brand stands outside, leaning against the tree trunk of the tree he is sitting in. He had set up an Arcane eye to face the doorway of the woman’s room so he could make sure to alert his Vrocks to attack anyone who goes in. He is also keeping tabs upon a small noble family who are strutting around town and who have long been overdue to pay their debts.
He raises his sniper rifle and focuses the sight at a Father. He pulls back the trigger as silently, the bullet flies through the air and hits the man in the temples, sending him sprawling on the ground. The Mother and Daughters screamed as blood pooled around their feet.
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Yuri stood outside in the frost-bitten field. No trees for miles and miles, just plains coated in snow as far as the eye could see. Her black dress, made of shadows, is a true contrast against the white of the snow. She slowly takes off her crown and veil that covers her face and throws it to the ground as she breaths the cold air in through her lungs. Her delicate features are like that of a goddess, she is true beauty to the eyes.
Slowly, she sits down in the snow. She runs her pale fingertips through it on the ground, as if petting a Winter Wolf. Soon, her human form dissipates into a small white bunny with incredibly black eyes. It begins to race through the snowy fields.
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Anson was in a dilemma. Three burly ogres, five times his size were hunting him down for supposedly cheating at a game of cards. Maybe he did cheat but he was sure no one would ever find out but somehow, someone did. The Halfling held his breath from his hiding spot in a tree as the thugs passed below him. He gripped his dagger, ready to possibly jump them if they noticed him.
Suddenly, they did notice him. They bellowed and picked up their great clubs as the Halfling began to race on the tree limb and jump from tree to tree. The limbs creaked in protest but thank goodness for his light weight, they did not break. He jumped down and hide inside a hollow log as the ogres raced past him
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
*Ello Ello ello*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Morning*
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
*How are you*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*waking up. WAU?*
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
*Finishing up my brothers science fair*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Hope it goes well*
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 Brand stands outside, leaning against the tree trunk of the tree he is sitting in. He had set up an Arcane eye to face the doorway of the woman’s room so he could make sure to alert his Vrocks to attack anyone who goes in. He is also keeping tabs upon a small noble family who are strutting around town and who have long been overdue to pay their debts.
He raises his sniper rifle and focuses the sight at a Father. He pulls back the trigger as silently, the bullet flies through the air and hits the man in the temples, sending him sprawling on the ground. The Mother and Daughters screamed as blood pooled around their feet.
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Yuri stood outside in the frost-bitten field. No trees for miles and miles, just plains coated in snow as far as the eye could see. Her black dress, made of shadows, is a true contrast against the white of the snow. She slowly takes off her crown and veil that covers her face and throws it to the ground as she breaths the cold air in through her lungs. Her delicate features are like that of a goddess, she is true beauty to the eyes.
Slowly, she sits down in the snow. She runs her pale fingertips through it on the ground, as if petting a Winter Wolf. Soon, her human form dissipates into a small white bunny with incredibly black eyes. It begins to race through the snowy fields.
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Anson was in a dilemma. Three burly ogres, five times his size were hunting him down for supposedly cheating at a game of cards. Maybe he did cheat but he was sure no one would ever find out but somehow, someone did. The Halfling held his breath from his hiding spot in a tree as the thugs passed below him. He gripped his dagger, ready to possibly jump them if they noticed him.
Suddenly, they did notice him. They bellowed and picked up their great clubs as the Halfling began to race on the tree limb and jump from tree to tree. The limbs creaked in protest but thank goodness for his light weight, they did not break. He jumped down and hide inside a hollow log as the ogres raced past him
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
*Mmmm... To intro Lazarus and/or Raphael, that is the question*
Throden-Ihtros is making breakfast
Gwen is picking flowers
Yacatl is eating
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*You could do both?*
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 could intro both today, that is true*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Time to watch chaos ensue :D*
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
*Who do you want introed first?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now