The door to the main room gets kicked open by a foot in a worn-out shoe. The person steps forward, and it's clear they've had a rough time, even though there is a big smile on their face, and the look in their eyes is the look of someone satisfied with hard work. It's a woman, standing at 5'9, and she's covered with patches of dirt, and some leaves and twigs in her hair. Speaking of hair, it is a bright fiery ginger, even with how dirty it is. Her eyes are a deep hazel, fading into amber in some spots, and her skin is shockingly pale for what looks like someone who's outside a lot. She wears a tight cloth crop top under a cropped leather hoodless jacket, as well as some leather pants with legs that spread out a small bit at the end, and on her feet is some shoes that most definitely seems like they have seen some action. "I need a drink, where's the bar at in this place?"
*LE GASPO*
*>:} Yep, she has returned.*
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*Sorry, apparently Silver's sheet didn't save, so I had to remake it.*
Silver does not notice Brand with his ridiculously high roll.
Brand pokes Silver's ear and chuckles
Silver freezes for a second, letting out a small squeak, then relaxes upon hearing Brand's chuckle. "Oh, Brand, thank goodness. You've gotten better at sneaking."
"Don't worry, i wont do it all the time" he said and patted silver's head.
"I don't mind too much, as long as it's you."
"Heh, and what if it was someone else?"
"I'd shoot them in the foot, protection or not. Also, I don't think many others can sneak up on me like you can."
Brand chuckles again then becomes silent again, seeming to disappear. (Stealth: 32 )
*I can't beat your rolls!!!*
*Oh, also, guess who I'm planning on re-introing.*
Silver looks around. "Brand? Where'd you go?"
*Thats because Brands has proficiency in stealth and a luck stone attunement.*
Silver suddenly feels himself being picked up in a bear-hug. Brand chuckles slightly, his sneakiness failing him now.
*Agh, you're lucky Silver's only magic item is a +2 longbow!*
*-drumroll- -drumroll fails- You'll see in my next post!*
"Agh!" Silver squirms a bit.
*all my characters have at least one magic items (Common, Uncommon, Rare) but never legendary or very rare.*
Brand chuckles again and sets them back down "Your still easy to pick up" he said
Silver brushes himself up. "What, were you expecting me to gain weight?"
"Maybe" he said "Your so skinny!"
"I'm an elf! And I don't eat much, even by those standards!"
Brand picks Silver up and hauls him over his shoulder "Cmon, you need something to eat"
*I love how your pfp has gotten gradually closer since you introduced the dog, 0verkill.*
*Also, since I have an open character slot...*
A strangely dressed figure walks into the Lord's Rest Inn. Their clothes are sun-bleached, and they wear what looks like may have been farm clothes at some point, altered to look more like a classic witch's outfit, including a pointed hat and a tattered, high-collared cloak made from a grey greatcoat. No skin shows from under these clothes, and the only visible part of them is their gleaming eyes.
He sits down, pays for a drink, and then just sits there, perfectly still, not drinking it.
Brand looks over and tilts his head before getting up and walking over "Hey there"
"Hello!" The ambiguous figure seems eager to interact with literally anyone, despite their antisocial behavior. "How was your day today? How is the weather? Are you feeling alright? What's your favorite color?" You get the feeling that he's just parroting words he heard before as opposed to thinking up these questions himself. This becomes increasingly obvious when his questions turn incoherent, such as "What are we gonna do?" and "What does it want?"
"Calm down mate" Brand said and chuckled, raising his hands "To many questiosn for me"
The strange man seems almost panicked at Brand's response and reaches out to grab his arm before stopping. "Please don't leave." His real voice is a rasping, ragged noise, accompanied by what sounds like snapping threads.
Brand tilts his head again "Why shouldn't i leave mate? Are you ok?"
The door to the main room gets kicked open by a foot in a worn-out shoe. The person steps forward, and it's clear they've had a rough time, even though there is a big smile on their face, and the look in their eyes is the look of someone satisfied with hard work. It's a woman, standing at 5'9, and she's covered with patches of dirt, and some leaves and twigs in her hair. Speaking of hair, it is a bright fiery ginger, even with how dirty it is. Her eyes are a deep hazel, fading into amber in some spots, and her skin is shockingly pale for what looks like someone who's outside a lot. She wears a tight cloth crop top under a cropped leather hoodless jacket, as well as some leather pants with legs that spread out a small bit at the end, and on her feet is some shoes that most definitely seems like they have seen some action. "I need a drink, where's the bar at in this place?"
I-T waves them over. "Over here. What would you like?"
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She looks over. "Oh, it's okay, mon ami. Um, since you're here... can you teach me properly?" She gestures to the fishing rod.
"Sure can" the Tabaxi says and pulls out his own from his bag (of holding). He points to the little release mechanism "click that down when you cast it"
She casts her line, making sure to click on the mechanism as she does.
"Good job!" he says, watching the line cast into the water.
She smiles, proud of herself.
"when you get a bite, you want to pull it in by using that weird crank-like thing on the side"
"Okay. How long until I get a bite?"
"It usually takes awhile which is why i packed a lunch" he pulls out a sandwich from his bag and gives her half of it.
She accepts the sandwich. "Merci. I forgot to eat this morning, since I've been practicing myself since the sun came up." She nommed on the sandwich.
She looks over. "Oh, it's okay, mon ami. Um, since you're here... can you teach me properly?" She gestures to the fishing rod.
"Sure can" the Tabaxi says and pulls out his own from his bag (of holding). He points to the little release mechanism "click that down when you cast it"
She casts her line, making sure to click on the mechanism as she does.
"Good job!" he says, watching the line cast into the water.
She smiles, proud of herself.
"when you get a bite, you want to pull it in by using that weird crank-like thing on the side"
"Okay. How long until I get a bite?"
"It usually takes awhile which is why i packed a lunch" he pulls out a sandwich from his bag and gives her half of it.
She accepts the sandwich. "Merci. I forgot to eat this morning, since I've been practicing myself since the sun came up." She nommed on the sandwich.
"Well yer doing good" he said and smiled
"Merci." She sits in silence for a bit after eating the sandwich, looking out over the still morning water. "You know... I'm grateful."
"Well, you were hungry, and as me being your friend, i worry when your hungry so i will feed you!" he said, munching his sandwich
*I love how your pfp has gotten gradually closer since you introduced the dog, 0verkill.*
*Also, since I have an open character slot...*
A strangely dressed figure walks into the Lord's Rest Inn. Their clothes are sun-bleached, and they wear what looks like may have been farm clothes at some point, altered to look more like a classic witch's outfit, including a pointed hat and a tattered, high-collared cloak made from a grey greatcoat. No skin shows from under these clothes, and the only visible part of them is their gleaming eyes.
He sits down, pays for a drink, and then just sits there, perfectly still, not drinking it.
Brand looks over and tilts his head before getting up and walking over "Hey there"
"Hello!" The ambiguous figure seems eager to interact with literally anyone, despite their antisocial behavior. "How was your day today? How is the weather? Are you feeling alright? What's your favorite color?" You get the feeling that he's just parroting words he heard before as opposed to thinking up these questions himself. This becomes increasingly obvious when his questions turn incoherent, such as "What are we gonna do?" and "What does it want?"
"Calm down mate" Brand said and chuckled, raising his hands "To many questiosn for me"
The strange man seems almost panicked at Brand's response and reaches out to grab his arm before stopping. "Please don't leave." His real voice is a rasping, ragged noise, accompanied by what sounds like snapping threads.
Brand tilts his head again "Why shouldn't i leave mate? Are you ok?"
Brand notices that he can now hear the man's breathing, which was absent before he spoke in his real voice. "I don't know. I just want to be a person. I don't know how."
*Sorry, apparently Silver's sheet didn't save, so I had to remake it.*
Silver does not notice Brand with his ridiculously high roll.
Brand pokes Silver's ear and chuckles
Silver freezes for a second, letting out a small squeak, then relaxes upon hearing Brand's chuckle. "Oh, Brand, thank goodness. You've gotten better at sneaking."
"Don't worry, i wont do it all the time" he said and patted silver's head.
"I don't mind too much, as long as it's you."
"Heh, and what if it was someone else?"
"I'd shoot them in the foot, protection or not. Also, I don't think many others can sneak up on me like you can."
Brand chuckles again then becomes silent again, seeming to disappear. (Stealth: 32 )
*I can't beat your rolls!!!*
*Oh, also, guess who I'm planning on re-introing.*
Silver looks around. "Brand? Where'd you go?"
*Thats because Brands has proficiency in stealth and a luck stone attunement.*
Silver suddenly feels himself being picked up in a bear-hug. Brand chuckles slightly, his sneakiness failing him now.
*Agh, you're lucky Silver's only magic item is a +2 longbow!*
*-drumroll- -drumroll fails- You'll see in my next post!*
"Agh!" Silver squirms a bit.
*all my characters have at least one magic items (Common, Uncommon, Rare) but never legendary or very rare.*
Brand chuckles again and sets them back down "Your still easy to pick up" he said
Silver brushes himself up. "What, were you expecting me to gain weight?"
"Maybe" he said "Your so skinny!"
"I'm an elf! And I don't eat much, even by those standards!"
Brand picks Silver up and hauls him over his shoulder "Cmon, you need something to eat"
"AH! At least warn me before you pick me up!"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
The door to the main room gets kicked open by a foot in a worn-out shoe. The person steps forward, and it's clear they've had a rough time, even though there is a big smile on their face, and the look in their eyes is the look of someone satisfied with hard work. It's a woman, standing at 5'9, and she's covered with patches of dirt, and some leaves and twigs in her hair. Speaking of hair, it is a bright fiery ginger, even with how dirty it is. Her eyes are a deep hazel, fading into amber in some spots, and her skin is shockingly pale for what looks like someone who's outside a lot. She wears a tight cloth crop top under a cropped leather hoodless jacket, as well as some leather pants with legs that spread out a small bit at the end, and on her feet is some shoes that most definitely seems like they have seen some action. "I need a drink, where's the bar at in this place?"
*LE GASPO*
*>:} Yep, she has returned.*
A glowing blue portal opens in the sky, a figure seems to jump out of it. They have pale skin, stand about 6'3-6'4, have blonde hair that is cut into a cute bob, and sparkling blue eyes. They wear a navy-blue t-shirt with yellow strips on it, a long grey jacket made of soft material, high-waisted blue jeans, black-heeled boots, and mithral framed goggles around her neck. A Robotic dog-looking creature accompanies them, beeping and making random noises.
She grins "Perfect landing eh?" she askedthe dog who made a bark noise "Yes master!!"
She looks over. "Oh, it's okay, mon ami. Um, since you're here... can you teach me properly?" She gestures to the fishing rod.
"Sure can" the Tabaxi says and pulls out his own from his bag (of holding). He points to the little release mechanism "click that down when you cast it"
She casts her line, making sure to click on the mechanism as she does.
"Good job!" he says, watching the line cast into the water.
She smiles, proud of herself.
"when you get a bite, you want to pull it in by using that weird crank-like thing on the side"
"Okay. How long until I get a bite?"
"It usually takes awhile which is why i packed a lunch" he pulls out a sandwich from his bag and gives her half of it.
She accepts the sandwich. "Merci. I forgot to eat this morning, since I've been practicing myself since the sun came up." She nommed on the sandwich.
She looks over. "Oh, it's okay, mon ami. Um, since you're here... can you teach me properly?" She gestures to the fishing rod.
"Sure can" the Tabaxi says and pulls out his own from his bag (of holding). He points to the little release mechanism "click that down when you cast it"
She casts her line, making sure to click on the mechanism as she does.
"Good job!" he says, watching the line cast into the water.
She smiles, proud of herself.
"when you get a bite, you want to pull it in by using that weird crank-like thing on the side"
"Okay. How long until I get a bite?"
"It usually takes awhile which is why i packed a lunch" he pulls out a sandwich from his bag and gives her half of it.
She accepts the sandwich. "Merci. I forgot to eat this morning, since I've been practicing myself since the sun came up." She nommed on the sandwich.
"Well yer doing good" he said and smiled
"Merci." She sits in silence for a bit after eating the sandwich, looking out over the still morning water. "You know... I'm grateful."
"Well, you were hungry, and as me being your friend, i worry when your hungry so i will feed you!" he said, munching his sandwich
"Beyond that, mon ami. I am grateful for you being my friend. I..." She took a shaky breath. "...have been very lonely since my company fell."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*I love how your pfp has gotten gradually closer since you introduced the dog, 0verkill.*
*Also, since I have an open character slot...*
A strangely dressed figure walks into the Lord's Rest Inn. Their clothes are sun-bleached, and they wear what looks like may have been farm clothes at some point, altered to look more like a classic witch's outfit, including a pointed hat and a tattered, high-collared cloak made from a grey greatcoat. No skin shows from under these clothes, and the only visible part of them is their gleaming eyes.
He sits down, pays for a drink, and then just sits there, perfectly still, not drinking it.
Brand looks over and tilts his head before getting up and walking over "Hey there"
"Hello!" The ambiguous figure seems eager to interact with literally anyone, despite their antisocial behavior. "How was your day today? How is the weather? Are you feeling alright? What's your favorite color?" You get the feeling that he's just parroting words he heard before as opposed to thinking up these questions himself. This becomes increasingly obvious when his questions turn incoherent, such as "What are we gonna do?" and "What does it want?"
"Calm down mate" Brand said and chuckled, raising his hands "To many questiosn for me"
The strange man seems almost panicked at Brand's response and reaches out to grab his arm before stopping. "Please don't leave." His real voice is a rasping, ragged noise, accompanied by what sounds like snapping threads.
Brand tilts his head again "Why shouldn't i leave mate? Are you ok?"
Brand notices that he can now hear the man's breathing, which was absent before he spoke in his real voice. "I don't know. I just want to be a person. I don't know how."
Brand sits down besides them "May i ask who you are?"
*Sorry, apparently Silver's sheet didn't save, so I had to remake it.*
Silver does not notice Brand with his ridiculously high roll.
Brand pokes Silver's ear and chuckles
Silver freezes for a second, letting out a small squeak, then relaxes upon hearing Brand's chuckle. "Oh, Brand, thank goodness. You've gotten better at sneaking."
"Don't worry, i wont do it all the time" he said and patted silver's head.
"I don't mind too much, as long as it's you."
"Heh, and what if it was someone else?"
"I'd shoot them in the foot, protection or not. Also, I don't think many others can sneak up on me like you can."
Brand chuckles again then becomes silent again, seeming to disappear. (Stealth: 32 )
*I can't beat your rolls!!!*
*Oh, also, guess who I'm planning on re-introing.*
Silver looks around. "Brand? Where'd you go?"
*Thats because Brands has proficiency in stealth and a luck stone attunement.*
Silver suddenly feels himself being picked up in a bear-hug. Brand chuckles slightly, his sneakiness failing him now.
*Agh, you're lucky Silver's only magic item is a +2 longbow!*
*-drumroll- -drumroll fails- You'll see in my next post!*
"Agh!" Silver squirms a bit.
*all my characters have at least one magic items (Common, Uncommon, Rare) but never legendary or very rare.*
Brand chuckles again and sets them back down "Your still easy to pick up" he said
Silver brushes himself up. "What, were you expecting me to gain weight?"
"Maybe" he said "Your so skinny!"
"I'm an elf! And I don't eat much, even by those standards!"
Brand picks Silver up and hauls him over his shoulder "Cmon, you need something to eat"
The door to the main room gets kicked open by a foot in a worn-out shoe. The person steps forward, and it's clear they've had a rough time, even though there is a big smile on their face, and the look in their eyes is the look of someone satisfied with hard work. It's a woman, standing at 5'9, and she's covered with patches of dirt, and some leaves and twigs in her hair. Speaking of hair, it is a bright fiery ginger, even with how dirty it is. Her eyes are a deep hazel, fading into amber in some spots, and her skin is shockingly pale for what looks like someone who's outside a lot. She wears a tight cloth crop top under a cropped leather hoodless jacket, as well as some leather pants with legs that spread out a small bit at the end, and on her feet is some shoes that most definitely seems like they have seen some action. "I need a drink, where's the bar at in this place?"
*LE GASPO*
*>:} Yep, she has returned.*
A glowing blue portal opens in the sky, a figure seems to jump out of it. They have pale skin, stand about 6'3-6'4, have blonde hair that is cut into a cute bob, and sparkling blue eyes. They wear a navy-blue t-shirt with yellow strips on it, a long grey jacket made of soft material, high-waisted blue jeans, black-heeled boots, and mithral framed goggles around her neck. A Robotic dog-looking creature accompanies them, beeping and making random noises.
She grins "Perfect landing eh?" she askedthe dog who made a bark noise "Yes master!!"
At the noise, the woman who has just arrived turned to check it out. Upon the sight of the woman and the robot dog, it almost seems like a live flame streaks across her hair as she instantly runs (at 140 ft, which is a lot) directly at the woman, tackling her and rolling on the ground.
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She looks over. "Oh, it's okay, mon ami. Um, since you're here... can you teach me properly?" She gestures to the fishing rod.
"Sure can" the Tabaxi says and pulls out his own from his bag (of holding). He points to the little release mechanism "click that down when you cast it"
She casts her line, making sure to click on the mechanism as she does.
"Good job!" he says, watching the line cast into the water.
She smiles, proud of herself.
"when you get a bite, you want to pull it in by using that weird crank-like thing on the side"
"Okay. How long until I get a bite?"
"It usually takes awhile which is why i packed a lunch" he pulls out a sandwich from his bag and gives her half of it.
She accepts the sandwich. "Merci. I forgot to eat this morning, since I've been practicing myself since the sun came up." She nommed on the sandwich.
She looks over. "Oh, it's okay, mon ami. Um, since you're here... can you teach me properly?" She gestures to the fishing rod.
"Sure can" the Tabaxi says and pulls out his own from his bag (of holding). He points to the little release mechanism "click that down when you cast it"
She casts her line, making sure to click on the mechanism as she does.
"Good job!" he says, watching the line cast into the water.
She smiles, proud of herself.
"when you get a bite, you want to pull it in by using that weird crank-like thing on the side"
"Okay. How long until I get a bite?"
"It usually takes awhile which is why i packed a lunch" he pulls out a sandwich from his bag and gives her half of it.
She accepts the sandwich. "Merci. I forgot to eat this morning, since I've been practicing myself since the sun came up." She nommed on the sandwich.
"Well yer doing good" he said and smiled
"Merci." She sits in silence for a bit after eating the sandwich, looking out over the still morning water. "You know... I'm grateful."
"Well, you were hungry, and as me being your friend, i worry when your hungry so i will feed you!" he said, munching his sandwich
"Beyond that, mon ami. I am grateful for you being my friend. I..." She took a shaky breath. "...have been very lonely since my company fell."
He hugs her, whiskers twitching a bit "Its ok, ill be here for you"
*Sorry, apparently Silver's sheet didn't save, so I had to remake it.*
Silver does not notice Brand with his ridiculously high roll.
Brand pokes Silver's ear and chuckles
Silver freezes for a second, letting out a small squeak, then relaxes upon hearing Brand's chuckle. "Oh, Brand, thank goodness. You've gotten better at sneaking."
"Don't worry, i wont do it all the time" he said and patted silver's head.
"I don't mind too much, as long as it's you."
"Heh, and what if it was someone else?"
"I'd shoot them in the foot, protection or not. Also, I don't think many others can sneak up on me like you can."
Brand chuckles again then becomes silent again, seeming to disappear. (Stealth: 32 )
*I can't beat your rolls!!!*
*Oh, also, guess who I'm planning on re-introing.*
Silver looks around. "Brand? Where'd you go?"
*Thats because Brands has proficiency in stealth and a luck stone attunement.*
Silver suddenly feels himself being picked up in a bear-hug. Brand chuckles slightly, his sneakiness failing him now.
*Agh, you're lucky Silver's only magic item is a +2 longbow!*
*-drumroll- -drumroll fails- You'll see in my next post!*
"Agh!" Silver squirms a bit.
*all my characters have at least one magic items (Common, Uncommon, Rare) but never legendary or very rare.*
Brand chuckles again and sets them back down "Your still easy to pick up" he said
Silver brushes himself up. "What, were you expecting me to gain weight?"
"Maybe" he said "Your so skinny!"
"I'm an elf! And I don't eat much, even by those standards!"
Brand picks Silver up and hauls him over his shoulder "Cmon, you need something to eat"
"AH! At least warn me before you pick me up!"
"nope, you need food"
SIlver makes a frustrated sound that sounds like gibberish.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*I love how your pfp has gotten gradually closer since you introduced the dog, 0verkill.*
*Also, since I have an open character slot...*
A strangely dressed figure walks into the Lord's Rest Inn. Their clothes are sun-bleached, and they wear what looks like may have been farm clothes at some point, altered to look more like a classic witch's outfit, including a pointed hat and a tattered, high-collared cloak made from a grey greatcoat. No skin shows from under these clothes, and the only visible part of them is their gleaming eyes.
He sits down, pays for a drink, and then just sits there, perfectly still, not drinking it.
Brand looks over and tilts his head before getting up and walking over "Hey there"
"Hello!" The ambiguous figure seems eager to interact with literally anyone, despite their antisocial behavior. "How was your day today? How is the weather? Are you feeling alright? What's your favorite color?" You get the feeling that he's just parroting words he heard before as opposed to thinking up these questions himself. This becomes increasingly obvious when his questions turn incoherent, such as "What are we gonna do?" and "What does it want?"
"Calm down mate" Brand said and chuckled, raising his hands "To many questiosn for me"
The strange man seems almost panicked at Brand's response and reaches out to grab his arm before stopping. "Please don't leave." His real voice is a rasping, ragged noise, accompanied by what sounds like snapping threads.
Brand tilts his head again "Why shouldn't i leave mate? Are you ok?"
Brand notices that he can now hear the man's breathing, which was absent before he spoke in his real voice. "I don't know. I just want to be a person. I don't know how."
Brand sits down besides them "May i ask who you are?"
He speaks in the mimic voice again. "My name is Roscoe Steinmann. I'm just a simple farmer. It don't pay as much as other more dangerous jobs, but at least there aren't as many monsters!" The man stops, and then speaks again in his normal voice. "But sometimes just one monster is enough."
The door to the main room gets kicked open by a foot in a worn-out shoe. The person steps forward, and it's clear they've had a rough time, even though there is a big smile on their face, and the look in their eyes is the look of someone satisfied with hard work. It's a woman, standing at 5'9, and she's covered with patches of dirt, and some leaves and twigs in her hair. Speaking of hair, it is a bright fiery ginger, even with how dirty it is. Her eyes are a deep hazel, fading into amber in some spots, and her skin is shockingly pale for what looks like someone who's outside a lot. She wears a tight cloth crop top under a cropped leather hoodless jacket, as well as some leather pants with legs that spread out a small bit at the end, and on her feet is some shoes that most definitely seems like they have seen some action. "I need a drink, where's the bar at in this place?"
*LE GASPO*
*>:} Yep, she has returned.*
A glowing blue portal opens in the sky, a figure seems to jump out of it. They have pale skin, stand about 6'3-6'4, have blonde hair that is cut into a cute bob, and sparkling blue eyes. They wear a navy-blue t-shirt with yellow strips on it, a long grey jacket made of soft material, high-waisted blue jeans, black-heeled boots, and mithral framed goggles around her neck. A Robotic dog-looking creature accompanies them, beeping and making random noises.
She grins "Perfect landing eh?" she askedthe dog who made a bark noise "Yes master!!"
At the noise, the woman who has just arrived turned to check it out. Upon the sight of the woman and the robot dog, it almost seems like a live flame streaks across her hair as she instantly runs (at 140 ft, which is a lot) directly at the woman, tackling her and rolling on the ground.
The woman screams a bit then chuckles because she knows who it is. "Hey sharlene!!" The woman says and kisses her forehead.
She looks over. "Oh, it's okay, mon ami. Um, since you're here... can you teach me properly?" She gestures to the fishing rod.
"Sure can" the Tabaxi says and pulls out his own from his bag (of holding). He points to the little release mechanism "click that down when you cast it"
She casts her line, making sure to click on the mechanism as she does.
"Good job!" he says, watching the line cast into the water.
She smiles, proud of herself.
"when you get a bite, you want to pull it in by using that weird crank-like thing on the side"
"Okay. How long until I get a bite?"
"It usually takes awhile which is why i packed a lunch" he pulls out a sandwich from his bag and gives her half of it.
She accepts the sandwich. "Merci. I forgot to eat this morning, since I've been practicing myself since the sun came up." She nommed on the sandwich.
She looks over. "Oh, it's okay, mon ami. Um, since you're here... can you teach me properly?" She gestures to the fishing rod.
"Sure can" the Tabaxi says and pulls out his own from his bag (of holding). He points to the little release mechanism "click that down when you cast it"
She casts her line, making sure to click on the mechanism as she does.
"Good job!" he says, watching the line cast into the water.
She smiles, proud of herself.
"when you get a bite, you want to pull it in by using that weird crank-like thing on the side"
"Okay. How long until I get a bite?"
"It usually takes awhile which is why i packed a lunch" he pulls out a sandwich from his bag and gives her half of it.
She accepts the sandwich. "Merci. I forgot to eat this morning, since I've been practicing myself since the sun came up." She nommed on the sandwich.
"Well yer doing good" he said and smiled
"Merci." She sits in silence for a bit after eating the sandwich, looking out over the still morning water. "You know... I'm grateful."
"Well, you were hungry, and as me being your friend, i worry when your hungry so i will feed you!" he said, munching his sandwich
"Beyond that, mon ami. I am grateful for you being my friend. I..." She took a shaky breath. "...have been very lonely since my company fell."
He hugs her, whiskers twitching a bit "Its ok, ill be here for you"
*Whole stroth and Zylna situation*
*Hah, don't make me remake a third character. Seriously, I'm out of character slots.*
She seems startled at the hug, then wraps an arm around him, hugging him back. "Merci. Heh, it seems I say merci a lot with you."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Sorry, apparently Silver's sheet didn't save, so I had to remake it.*
Silver does not notice Brand with his ridiculously high roll.
Brand pokes Silver's ear and chuckles
Silver freezes for a second, letting out a small squeak, then relaxes upon hearing Brand's chuckle. "Oh, Brand, thank goodness. You've gotten better at sneaking."
"Don't worry, i wont do it all the time" he said and patted silver's head.
"I don't mind too much, as long as it's you."
"Heh, and what if it was someone else?"
"I'd shoot them in the foot, protection or not. Also, I don't think many others can sneak up on me like you can."
Brand chuckles again then becomes silent again, seeming to disappear. (Stealth: 32 )
*I can't beat your rolls!!!*
*Oh, also, guess who I'm planning on re-introing.*
Silver looks around. "Brand? Where'd you go?"
*Thats because Brands has proficiency in stealth and a luck stone attunement.*
Silver suddenly feels himself being picked up in a bear-hug. Brand chuckles slightly, his sneakiness failing him now.
*Agh, you're lucky Silver's only magic item is a +2 longbow!*
*-drumroll- -drumroll fails- You'll see in my next post!*
"Agh!" Silver squirms a bit.
*all my characters have at least one magic items (Common, Uncommon, Rare) but never legendary or very rare.*
Brand chuckles again and sets them back down "Your still easy to pick up" he said
Silver brushes himself up. "What, were you expecting me to gain weight?"
"Maybe" he said "Your so skinny!"
"I'm an elf! And I don't eat much, even by those standards!"
Brand picks Silver up and hauls him over his shoulder "Cmon, you need something to eat"
"AH! At least warn me before you pick me up!"
"nope, you need food"
SIlver makes a frustrated sound that sounds like gibberish.
Brand chuckles and sits him at the bar "One plate of bacon and a heaping bowl of mash potatoes with salted butter" he orders and chuckles
*I love how your pfp has gotten gradually closer since you introduced the dog, 0verkill.*
*Also, since I have an open character slot...*
A strangely dressed figure walks into the Lord's Rest Inn. Their clothes are sun-bleached, and they wear what looks like may have been farm clothes at some point, altered to look more like a classic witch's outfit, including a pointed hat and a tattered, high-collared cloak made from a grey greatcoat. No skin shows from under these clothes, and the only visible part of them is their gleaming eyes.
He sits down, pays for a drink, and then just sits there, perfectly still, not drinking it.
Brand looks over and tilts his head before getting up and walking over "Hey there"
"Hello!" The ambiguous figure seems eager to interact with literally anyone, despite their antisocial behavior. "How was your day today? How is the weather? Are you feeling alright? What's your favorite color?" You get the feeling that he's just parroting words he heard before as opposed to thinking up these questions himself. This becomes increasingly obvious when his questions turn incoherent, such as "What are we gonna do?" and "What does it want?"
"Calm down mate" Brand said and chuckled, raising his hands "To many questiosn for me"
The strange man seems almost panicked at Brand's response and reaches out to grab his arm before stopping. "Please don't leave." His real voice is a rasping, ragged noise, accompanied by what sounds like snapping threads.
Brand tilts his head again "Why shouldn't i leave mate? Are you ok?"
Brand notices that he can now hear the man's breathing, which was absent before he spoke in his real voice. "I don't know. I just want to be a person. I don't know how."
Brand sits down besides them "May i ask who you are?"
He speaks in the mimic voice again. "My name is Roscoe Steinmann. I'm just a simple farmer. It don't pay as much as other more dangerous jobs, but at least there aren't as many monsters!" The man stops, and then speaks again in his normal voice. "But sometimes just one monster is enough."
She looks over. "Oh, it's okay, mon ami. Um, since you're here... can you teach me properly?" She gestures to the fishing rod.
"Sure can" the Tabaxi says and pulls out his own from his bag (of holding). He points to the little release mechanism "click that down when you cast it"
She casts her line, making sure to click on the mechanism as she does.
"Good job!" he says, watching the line cast into the water.
She smiles, proud of herself.
"when you get a bite, you want to pull it in by using that weird crank-like thing on the side"
"Okay. How long until I get a bite?"
"It usually takes awhile which is why i packed a lunch" he pulls out a sandwich from his bag and gives her half of it.
She accepts the sandwich. "Merci. I forgot to eat this morning, since I've been practicing myself since the sun came up." She nommed on the sandwich.
She looks over. "Oh, it's okay, mon ami. Um, since you're here... can you teach me properly?" She gestures to the fishing rod.
"Sure can" the Tabaxi says and pulls out his own from his bag (of holding). He points to the little release mechanism "click that down when you cast it"
She casts her line, making sure to click on the mechanism as she does.
"Good job!" he says, watching the line cast into the water.
She smiles, proud of herself.
"when you get a bite, you want to pull it in by using that weird crank-like thing on the side"
"Okay. How long until I get a bite?"
"It usually takes awhile which is why i packed a lunch" he pulls out a sandwich from his bag and gives her half of it.
She accepts the sandwich. "Merci. I forgot to eat this morning, since I've been practicing myself since the sun came up." She nommed on the sandwich.
"Well yer doing good" he said and smiled
"Merci." She sits in silence for a bit after eating the sandwich, looking out over the still morning water. "You know... I'm grateful."
"Well, you were hungry, and as me being your friend, i worry when your hungry so i will feed you!" he said, munching his sandwich
"Beyond that, mon ami. I am grateful for you being my friend. I..." She took a shaky breath. "...have been very lonely since my company fell."
He hugs her, whiskers twitching a bit "Its ok, ill be here for you"
*Whole stroth and Zylna situation*
*Hah, don't make me remake a third character. Seriously, I'm out of character slots.*
She seems startled at the hug, then wraps an arm around him, hugging him back. "Merci. Heh, it seems I say merci a lot with you."
*LOL*
"Its fine, i know that much of french" he said and chuckled
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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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*>:} Yep, she has returned.*
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Brand picks Silver up and hauls him over his shoulder "Cmon, you need something to eat"
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
Brand tilts his head again "Why shouldn't i leave mate? Are you ok?"
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-T waves them over. "Over here. What would you like?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Well, you were hungry, and as me being your friend, i worry when your hungry so i will feed you!" he said, munching his sandwich
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
Brand notices that he can now hear the man's breathing, which was absent before he spoke in his real voice. "I don't know. I just want to be a person. I don't know how."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"AH! At least warn me before you pick me up!"
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A glowing blue portal opens in the sky, a figure seems to jump out of it. They have pale skin, stand about 6'3-6'4, have blonde hair that is cut into a cute bob, and sparkling blue eyes. They wear a navy-blue t-shirt with yellow strips on it, a long grey jacket made of soft material, high-waisted blue jeans, black-heeled boots, and mithral framed goggles around her neck. A Robotic dog-looking creature accompanies them, beeping and making random noises.
She grins "Perfect landing eh?" she askedthe dog who made a bark noise "Yes master!!"
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
"Beyond that, mon ami. I am grateful for you being my friend. I..." She took a shaky breath. "...have been very lonely since my company fell."
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Brand sits down besides them "May i ask who you are?"
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, you need food"
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
At the noise, the woman who has just arrived turned to check it out. Upon the sight of the woman and the robot dog, it almost seems like a live flame streaks across her hair as she instantly runs (at 140 ft, which is a lot) directly at the woman, tackling her and rolling on the ground.
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He hugs her, whiskers twitching a bit "Its ok, ill be here for you"
*Whole stroth and Zylna situation*
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
SIlver makes a frustrated sound that sounds like gibberish.
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He speaks in the mimic voice again. "My name is Roscoe Steinmann. I'm just a simple farmer. It don't pay as much as other more dangerous jobs, but at least there aren't as many monsters!" The man stops, and then speaks again in his normal voice. "But sometimes just one monster is enough."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The woman screams a bit then chuckles because she knows who it is. "Hey sharlene!!" The woman says and kisses her forehead.
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
*Hah, don't make me remake a third character. Seriously, I'm out of character slots.*
She seems startled at the hug, then wraps an arm around him, hugging him back. "Merci. Heh, it seems I say merci a lot with you."
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Brand chuckles and sits him at the bar "One plate of bacon and a heaping bowl of mash potatoes with salted butter" he orders and chuckles
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
Brand sighs "Mate, i dont understand" he said
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
*LOL*
"Its fine, i know that much of french" he said and chuckled
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