A small figure draped in a black furred cloaks walks into the tavern. Their head is cloaked in shadows from the hood attached to the cloak. They wear thick black leather armor snapped with silver buckles and simple grey breeches. They carry a black leather backpack that has a rope radiating magic and a glaive tied with deep crimson tassels tied to it. They take off their hood and reveal that they are a Deep Gnome with pale grey skin and pale lilac colored eyes. Their short hair is tied behind them in a messy bun and has zurkwood hair-needles sticking out of it.
They go over to a table and sit down. They pull out a deck of cards that have symbols in gnomish on them as they begin to decipher a reading from them.
Kis'lay is outside. She is practicing her sword-play in the quiet sanctity of the meadow. Her blades flow like the wind as she effortlessly cuts down pillars of stone that grow from the ground from her own magic as practice. Her pale green scales shine in the morning light with a slight glow to them. The wind kicks up around her and seems to help her movements like an old friend.
Violet stood outside to door way to the tavern, whittling a piece of wood carefully into the shape of a rather interesting three-headed beast. He had tied his bright red hair behind his head in a bun, stuck with silver hair-pins. His normal assassins attire is traded out for long black robes that show the mark of the House of St George. At his side is his trusty dagger carved from silver and bone and a pouch with vials of poison and magical components.
Four silently watches
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
A small figure draped in a black furred cloaks walks into the tavern. Their head is cloaked in shadows from the hood attached to the cloak. They wear thick black leather armor snapped with silver buckles and simple grey breeches. They carry a black leather backpack that has a rope radiating magic and a glaive tied with deep crimson tassels tied to it. They take off their hood and reveal that they are a Deep Gnome with pale grey skin and pale lilac colored eyes. Their short hair is tied behind them in a messy bun and has zurkwood hair-needles sticking out of it.
They go over to a table and sit down. They pull out a deck of cards that have symbols in gnomish on them as they begin to decipher a reading from them.
Kis'lay is outside. She is practicing her sword-play in the quiet sanctity of the meadow. Her blades flow like the wind as she effortlessly cuts down pillars of stone that grow from the ground from her own magic as practice. Her pale green scales shine in the morning light with a slight glow to them. The wind kicks up around her and seems to help her movements like an old friend.
Violet stood outside to door way to the tavern, whittling a piece of wood carefully into the shape of a rather interesting three-headed beast. He had tied his bright red hair behind his head in a bun, stuck with silver hair-pins. His normal assassins attire is traded out for long black robes that show the mark of the House of St George. At his side is his trusty dagger carved from silver and bone and a pouch with vials of poison and magical components.
Four silently watches
Kis'lay turns to him and tilts her head "Oh, Hello"
Four silently watches
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
Kis'lay turns to him and tilts her head "Oh, Hello"
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
*morning*
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
*good morning friends!*
*morning*
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
*Hello*
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*Im a gremlin*
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*how are you*
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
*
goodgremliny*BEANS
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*good to hear*
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
*hru?*
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*50/50. I am in pain but I found my old account*
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
*why r u in pain what happened?!*
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*I got stabbed last week*
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
*jeebus, wth, how, and why*
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*-huggles-*
*HEY ALARIC*
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
*huggies*
*hi lawrence!*
*i'm gonna go try to login to my old account*
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
*How art thou?*
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
*nope, don't remember the login*
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend