There is a faint whistling through the woods as a young man appears. He has fair skin, sharp features that make him seem a bit delicate, bright gold eyes that glitter like coins, and short blonde hair that falls over one of his shining eyes. His figure is lithe but muscular. He has a cigarette placed between his lips, a sure stream of smoke following him like a spirit. He wears a red silk shirt that is loose on his figure and a pair of high-waisted black jeans. His delicate ears are pierced with gold studs and matching golden earcuffs. His heeled boots tap against the ground as he walks.
He seems to have an aura to him that makes people look his way. He is appealing to females, males, and other genders alike. Yet his aura also has a distinctly disgusting feel to it, like he is meant to be the way he is.
A lure to catch a fish.
(Hmmmm, characterrssss)
Helios watches them move through the forest, currently watching through what looks like the spell dancing lights sprinkled through the forest
Anastasius is in the forest, reading under a tree. He has a sheath awkwardly strapped to his back, which has meroving inside it
Kylar is eating a sandwhich outside the tavern, feeding some lettuce to a rabbit
Xan looks up at the lights and narrows his eyes. He reaches out, touching one.
There is a faint whistling through the woods as a young man appears. He has fair skin, sharp features that make him seem a bit delicate, bright gold eyes that glitter like coins, and short blonde hair that falls over one of his shining eyes. His figure is lithe but muscular. He has a cigarette placed between his lips, a sure stream of smoke following him like a spirit. He wears a red silk shirt that is loose on his figure and a pair of high-waisted black jeans. His delicate ears are pierced with gold studs and matching golden earcuffs. His heeled boots tap against the ground as he walks.
He seems to have an aura to him that makes people look his way. He is appealing to females, males, and other genders alike. Yet his aura also has a distinctly disgusting feel to it, like he is meant to be the way he is.
A lure to catch a fish.
Raphael waves to them. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight reveals succubus/incubus?*
"My name is Xan. A pleasure to meet you." He says and bows.
Raphael's Truesight reveals a barrel-chested humanoid-shaped demon with inky black skin, a large mouth filled with sharp teeth, no eyes, and dual horns forming a macabre crown sort of on its head. It wears a white dress shirt, black pants, and the same heeled boots.
Raphael forces a smile. "A pleasure as well. What brings you here, outsider?"
"Me? An Outsider? Come now, we just met but I consider us friends!" He said and smiled brightly "And I am here on a work trip."
They nod, sighing. "We all are... I will have to show you to the other Outsiders. So, friend. What is the job?"
*Outside in this context has the double meaning of its common meaning of a person who is an outsider, but also someone from the Outer Planes, such as Succubi, Angels, etc*
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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
There is a faint whistling through the woods as a young man appears. He has fair skin, sharp features that make him seem a bit delicate, bright gold eyes that glitter like coins, and short blonde hair that falls over one of his shining eyes. His figure is lithe but muscular. He has a cigarette placed between his lips, a sure stream of smoke following him like a spirit. He wears a red silk shirt that is loose on his figure and a pair of high-waisted black jeans. His delicate ears are pierced with gold studs and matching golden earcuffs. His heeled boots tap against the ground as he walks.
He seems to have an aura to him that makes people look his way. He is appealing to females, males, and other genders alike. Yet his aura also has a distinctly disgusting feel to it, like he is meant to be the way he is.
A lure to catch a fish.
Raphael waves to them. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight reveals succubus/incubus?*
"My name is Xan. A pleasure to meet you." He says and bows.
Raphael's Truesight reveals a barrel-chested humanoid-shaped demon with inky black skin, a large mouth filled with sharp teeth, no eyes, and dual horns forming a macabre crown sort of on its head. It wears a white dress shirt, black pants, and the same heeled boots.
Raphael forces a smile. "A pleasure as well. What brings you here, outsider?"
"Me? An Outsider? Come now, we just met but I consider us friends!" He said and smiled brightly "And I am here on a work trip."
They nod, sighing. "We all are... I will have to show you to the other Outsiders. So, friend. What is the job?"
*Outside in this context has the double meaning of its common meaning of a person who is an outsider, but also someone from the Outer Planes, such as Succubi, Angels, etc*
"I am an artist." He said and blew out another drag of smoke "I travel around for new muses."
There is a faint whistling through the woods as a young man appears. He has fair skin, sharp features that make him seem a bit delicate, bright gold eyes that glitter like coins, and short blonde hair that falls over one of his shining eyes. His figure is lithe but muscular. He has a cigarette placed between his lips, a sure stream of smoke following him like a spirit. He wears a red silk shirt that is loose on his figure and a pair of high-waisted black jeans. His delicate ears are pierced with gold studs and matching golden earcuffs. His heeled boots tap against the ground as he walks.
He seems to have an aura to him that makes people look his way. He is appealing to females, males, and other genders alike. Yet his aura also has a distinctly disgusting feel to it, like he is meant to be the way he is.
A lure to catch a fish.
(Hmmmm, characterrssss)
Helios watches them move through the forest, currently watching through what looks like the spell dancing lights sprinkled through the forest
Anastasius is in the forest, reading under a tree. He has a sheath awkwardly strapped to his back, which has meroving inside it
Kylar is eating a sandwhich outside the tavern, feeding some lettuce to a rabbit
*What are they reading*
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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
There is a faint whistling through the woods as a young man appears. He has fair skin, sharp features that make him seem a bit delicate, bright gold eyes that glitter like coins, and short blonde hair that falls over one of his shining eyes. His figure is lithe but muscular. He has a cigarette placed between his lips, a sure stream of smoke following him like a spirit. He wears a red silk shirt that is loose on his figure and a pair of high-waisted black jeans. His delicate ears are pierced with gold studs and matching golden earcuffs. His heeled boots tap against the ground as he walks.
He seems to have an aura to him that makes people look his way. He is appealing to females, males, and other genders alike. Yet his aura also has a distinctly disgusting feel to it, like he is meant to be the way he is.
There is a faint whistling through the woods as a young man appears. He has fair skin, sharp features that make him seem a bit delicate, bright gold eyes that glitter like coins, and short blonde hair that falls over one of his shining eyes. His figure is lithe but muscular. He has a cigarette placed between his lips, a sure stream of smoke following him like a spirit. He wears a red silk shirt that is loose on his figure and a pair of high-waisted black jeans. His delicate ears are pierced with gold studs and matching golden earcuffs. His heeled boots tap against the ground as he walks.
He seems to have an aura to him that makes people look his way. He is appealing to females, males, and other genders alike. Yet his aura also has a distinctly disgusting feel to it, like he is meant to be the way he is.
A lure to catch a fish.
(Hmmmm, characterrssss)
Helios watches them move through the forest, currently watching through what looks like the spell dancing lights sprinkled through the forest
Anastasius is in the forest, reading under a tree. He has a sheath awkwardly strapped to his back, which has meroving inside it
Kylar is eating a sandwhich outside the tavern, feeding some lettuce to a rabbit
Xan looks up at the lights and narrows his eyes. He reaches out, touching one.
For a moment he feels as if the light fills his full being, seeming to look straight into whatever he could call a soul, almost intrusive before it pulls back into the orb of light, an obviously holy thing
They nod, sighing. "We all are... I will have to show you to the other Outsiders. So, friend. What is the job?"
*Outside in this context has the double meaning of its common meaning of a person who is an outsider, but also someone from the Outer Planes, such as Succubi, Angels, etc*
"I am an artist." He said and blew out another drag of smoke "I travel around for new muses."
Raphael softens at this. "I see. Art is quite beautiful... Do you engage in crafts?"
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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
There is a faint whistling through the woods as a young man appears. He has fair skin, sharp features that make him seem a bit delicate, bright gold eyes that glitter like coins, and short blonde hair that falls over one of his shining eyes. His figure is lithe but muscular. He has a cigarette placed between his lips, a sure stream of smoke following him like a spirit. He wears a red silk shirt that is loose on his figure and a pair of high-waisted black jeans. His delicate ears are pierced with gold studs and matching golden earcuffs. His heeled boots tap against the ground as he walks.
He seems to have an aura to him that makes people look his way. He is appealing to females, males, and other genders alike. Yet his aura also has a distinctly disgusting feel to it, like he is meant to be the way he is.
A lure to catch a fish.
(Hmmmm, characterrssss)
Helios watches them move through the forest, currently watching through what looks like the spell dancing lights sprinkled through the forest
Anastasius is in the forest, reading under a tree. He has a sheath awkwardly strapped to his back, which has meroving inside it
Kylar is eating a sandwhich outside the tavern, feeding some lettuce to a rabbit
Xan looks up at the lights and narrows his eyes. He reaches out, touching one.
For a moment he feels as if the light fills his full being, seeming to look straight into whatever he could call a soul, almost intrusive before it pulls back into the orb of light, an obviously holy thing
Xan looks shocked and a bit enraged, his golden eyes darkening. He almost loses his facade as he crushes the light in his fist.
Xan smirks and takes in a drag of smoke. "Not yet.. But I'm good at my job. They will."
"At your job?" Kyes rolls their eyes, "Forgive me but I really doubt your day job is being a fisherman."
Xan chuckles and winks "It is. Just in a different way." He says.
"I bet. So what brings you here Mr...?"
"Xan. And I am here on a work trip, to say the least." He said and beamed "And you? Do I get the honor of knowing your name?"
"It's Kyes." Kyes form shifts slightly as they walk over, it's hard to perceive as an illusion but it is one you can't see through nor detect magic from, it's as if it's solid matter, "I assume work trip isn't... This, and instead you're looking for someone."
There is a faint whistling through the woods as a young man appears. He has fair skin, sharp features that make him seem a bit delicate, bright gold eyes that glitter like coins, and short blonde hair that falls over one of his shining eyes. His figure is lithe but muscular. He has a cigarette placed between his lips, a sure stream of smoke following him like a spirit. He wears a red silk shirt that is loose on his figure and a pair of high-waisted black jeans. His delicate ears are pierced with gold studs and matching golden earcuffs. His heeled boots tap against the ground as he walks.
He seems to have an aura to him that makes people look his way. He is appealing to females, males, and other genders alike. Yet his aura also has a distinctly disgusting feel to it, like he is meant to be the way he is.
They nod, sighing. "We all are... I will have to show you to the other Outsiders. So, friend. What is the job?"
*Outside in this context has the double meaning of its common meaning of a person who is an outsider, but also someone from the Outer Planes, such as Succubi, Angels, etc*
"I am an artist." He said and blew out another drag of smoke "I travel around for new muses."
Raphael softens at this. "I see. Art is quite beautiful... Do you engage in crafts?"
He nods "I enjoy water color painting and sculpting."
There is a faint whistling through the woods as a young man appears. He has fair skin, sharp features that make him seem a bit delicate, bright gold eyes that glitter like coins, and short blonde hair that falls over one of his shining eyes. His figure is lithe but muscular. He has a cigarette placed between his lips, a sure stream of smoke following him like a spirit. He wears a red silk shirt that is loose on his figure and a pair of high-waisted black jeans. His delicate ears are pierced with gold studs and matching golden earcuffs. His heeled boots tap against the ground as he walks.
He seems to have an aura to him that makes people look his way. He is appealing to females, males, and other genders alike. Yet his aura also has a distinctly disgusting feel to it, like he is meant to be the way he is.
A lure to catch a fish.
(Hmmmm, characterrssss)
Helios watches them move through the forest, currently watching through what looks like the spell dancing lights sprinkled through the forest
Anastasius is in the forest, reading under a tree. He has a sheath awkwardly strapped to his back, which has meroving inside it
Kylar is eating a sandwhich outside the tavern, feeding some lettuce to a rabbit
*What are they reading*
It's a mix of theory on how necromancy works, and also a cook book, for some reason.
There is a faint whistling through the woods as a young man appears. He has fair skin, sharp features that make him seem a bit delicate, bright gold eyes that glitter like coins, and short blonde hair that falls over one of his shining eyes. His figure is lithe but muscular. He has a cigarette placed between his lips, a sure stream of smoke following him like a spirit. He wears a red silk shirt that is loose on his figure and a pair of high-waisted black jeans. His delicate ears are pierced with gold studs and matching golden earcuffs. His heeled boots tap against the ground as he walks.
He seems to have an aura to him that makes people look his way. He is appealing to females, males, and other genders alike. Yet his aura also has a distinctly disgusting feel to it, like he is meant to be the way he is.
They nod, sighing. "We all are... I will have to show you to the other Outsiders. So, friend. What is the job?"
*Outside in this context has the double meaning of its common meaning of a person who is an outsider, but also someone from the Outer Planes, such as Succubi, Angels, etc*
"I am an artist." He said and blew out another drag of smoke "I travel around for new muses."
Raphael softens at this. "I see. Art is quite beautiful... Do you engage in crafts?"
He nods "I enjoy water color painting and sculpting."
"Mmm... I will make sure to invite you to my arts and craft sessions, when I have them. So... Why this form?"
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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
Xan smirks and takes in a drag of smoke. "Not yet.. But I'm good at my job. They will."
"At your job?" Kyes rolls their eyes, "Forgive me but I really doubt your day job is being a fisherman."
Xan chuckles and winks "It is. Just in a different way." He says.
"I bet. So what brings you here Mr...?"
"Xan. And I am here on a work trip, to say the least." He said and beamed "And you? Do I get the honor of knowing your name?"
"It's Kyes." Kyes form shifts slightly as they walk over, it's hard to perceive as an illusion but it is one you can't see through nor detect magic from, it's as if it's solid matter, "I assume work trip isn't... This, and instead you're looking for someone."
"Preceptive arent you?" Xan said and blew out a drag of smoke "What makes you think that?"
There is a faint whistling through the woods as a young man appears. He has fair skin, sharp features that make him seem a bit delicate, bright gold eyes that glitter like coins, and short blonde hair that falls over one of his shining eyes. His figure is lithe but muscular. He has a cigarette placed between his lips, a sure stream of smoke following him like a spirit. He wears a red silk shirt that is loose on his figure and a pair of high-waisted black jeans. His delicate ears are pierced with gold studs and matching golden earcuffs. His heeled boots tap against the ground as he walks.
He seems to have an aura to him that makes people look his way. He is appealing to females, males, and other genders alike. Yet his aura also has a distinctly disgusting feel to it, like he is meant to be the way he is.
A lure to catch a fish.
Echo's watching em
Xan notices and waves, winking at them.
They wave back "hoi"
"Hello to you as well. Who are you and how are you?" He askes
They nod, sighing. "We all are... I will have to show you to the other Outsiders. So, friend. What is the job?"
*Outside in this context has the double meaning of its common meaning of a person who is an outsider, but also someone from the Outer Planes, such as Succubi, Angels, etc*
"I am an artist." He said and blew out another drag of smoke "I travel around for new muses."
Raphael softens at this. "I see. Art is quite beautiful... Do you engage in crafts?"
He nods "I enjoy water color painting and sculpting."
"Mmm... I will make sure to invite you to my arts and craft sessions, when I have them. So... Why this form?"
Xan looks shocked suddenly, his eyes unfocused as he figures out you can see under the disguise. "I do not know what you mean?"
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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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(Its on steam if ya got that. One of the few Bethesda games I've played that doesn't bug out constantly)
Xan looks up at the lights and narrows his eyes. He reaches out, touching one.
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 bet. So what brings you here Mr...?"
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They nod, sighing. "We all are... I will have to show you to the other Outsiders. So, friend. What is the job?"
*Outside in this context has the double meaning of its common meaning of a person who is an outsider, but also someone from the Outer Planes, such as Succubi, Angels, etc*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Xan. And I am here on a work trip, to say the least." He said and beamed "And you? Do I get the honor of knowing your name?"
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 am an artist." He said and blew out another drag of smoke "I travel around for new muses."
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
*What are they reading*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Echo's watching em
psychopath ^-^
For a moment he feels as if the light fills his full being, seeming to look straight into whatever he could call a soul, almost intrusive before it pulls back into the orb of light, an obviously holy thing
Raphael softens at this. "I see. Art is quite beautiful... Do you engage in crafts?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Xan looks shocked and a bit enraged, his golden eyes darkening. He almost loses his facade as he crushes the light in his fist.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"It's Kyes." Kyes form shifts slightly as they walk over, it's hard to perceive as an illusion but it is one you can't see through nor detect magic from, it's as if it's solid matter, "I assume work trip isn't... This, and instead you're looking for someone."
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Xan notices and waves, winking at them.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He nods "I enjoy water color painting and sculpting."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
It's a mix of theory on how necromancy works, and also a cook book, for some reason.
They wave back "hoi"
psychopath ^-^
"Mmm... I will make sure to invite you to my arts and craft sessions, when I have them. So... Why this form?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Preceptive arent you?" Xan said and blew out a drag of smoke "What makes you think that?"
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
"Hello to you as well. Who are you and how are you?" He askes
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
Xan looks shocked suddenly, his eyes unfocused as he figures out you can see under the disguise. "I do not know what you mean?"
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