Silver is shooting at some hanging targets in a tree outside. While hanging upside down in a branch of an adjacent tree with his legs. While the targets are swinging from the force of the arrows. He hasn't missed a target yet, and has a few bulls-eyes.
Mirinn is sitting next to the fireplace, letting her coat dry next to it, which seems to have somehow gotten soaked.
-eh, insert whoever-
*Yes, I copy-pasted from yesterday.*
Brand is inside, lounging on the couch, and for the first time, wearing normal clothes. A long sleeved grey shirt that form fits around his chest, black slacks, black leather boots, and no mask for once.
Harbor is curled up in front of the fireplace enjoying the warmth. He looks like a overgrown house cat.
After a while, when he runs out of arrows, Silver hops down to the ground and heads inside. *Lol, I just remembered one of your characters.*
Mirinn looks over to Harbor and slowly reaches a hand over, tapping his shoulder softly.
*XD*
Brand waves and rolls off the sofa, quickly standing up.
Harbor yelps and jumps up, looking rather poofy now.
*Le Sable.*
Silver chuckles, hearing Brand fall off. Silver walks over, poking Brand on the arm. "You didn't break anything, did you?"
"Pardon, mon ami." She holds her hands up defensively. "I wanted to ask something of you really quick."
*Not gonna lie, he died a horrible campaign death. Done been slain by a Paladin who saw him as a heretic*
"nope all good!!" He said and grinned a bit "how are you?"
"sure just don't scare me like that, now I'm all poofy." He said and shook out his fur.
*Rip Sable, then.*
"I am good, I just finished some training."
"I didn't know any other way to get your attention." She pulls out the bounty poster *Look at Alaric's stuff from yesterday* and showed it to him. "I was wondering if you could make some antidote for me."
*lol it was a fun campaign though*
"good fer you then" he said and fiddled with his fingers, just standing there.
"course I can!" He said and looked it over "bit of money could help out a bit" he said
*Sable will be missed.*
Silver waited for a moment, noticing the fiddling."Are you sure you're okay, Brandy?"'
"Oui! That is why I plan on taking the job." She smiled, pulling him into a hug. "Oh, merci!"
"yeah just..... Tired I suppose" he said
He chuckles and pats her back "you are... Um... Very strong..." He chuckles again.
"Have you been resting properly?" Silver seems genuinely concerned.
She lets him go quickly. "Oh, I'm sorry if that bothered you..."
"......No" he said and chuckled "i rarely rest"
"No no! you never could!!" he said "Your just really strong!"
Silver pursed his lips, he would look sternly at Brand if he could look. "Bad. You have to get some proper rest."
*Sitting there with a 17 in strength like she couldn't break most people's necks. XD*
"I do not feel like I am as strong as you make it sound."
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Harbor doesn't step on anything, but he doesn't get any more visual information on the creature. The darkness of the room seems to be magical.
The food smells so good that Harbor can almost taste it already.
Harbor reaches into his bag and pulls out a medical mask and covers his nose and mouth, he knows better then this. He walks forward and studies the person.
Other than turning what is assumed to be its head to keep watching Harbor, it doesn't seem to move. Harbor does, however, see some light glinting off of some metallic parts.
"I seem to have forgotten my name. I remember that it began with an E. Could you give me a new one?"
"How about.... Edison?" He said and tilted his head
"Edison. What a wonderful name. Now, tell me, why don't you want to eat? Are you simply not hungry?"
"I eat when I am hungry but I never take food from others" he said
"How sad for me, then. I must eat all of this amazing food by myself." It lets out an echoey sigh. "Everyone thinks I'm going to hurt them, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I won't lie, I was born with a most unfortunate appearance, but that does not mean that I wish to hurt others! I simply wish to share my talents and earn my keep."
"I get that" he said "Sometimes i think all dragonborns are mean but then i met Mirinn and i saw how nice she was!"
"How sweet. I would like to meet your friend sometime. Maybe we could be friends, too."
Harbor doesn't step on anything, but he doesn't get any more visual information on the creature. The darkness of the room seems to be magical.
The food smells so good that Harbor can almost taste it already.
Harbor reaches into his bag and pulls out a medical mask and covers his nose and mouth, he knows better then this. He walks forward and studies the person.
Other than turning what is assumed to be its head to keep watching Harbor, it doesn't seem to move. Harbor does, however, see some light glinting off of some metallic parts.
"I seem to have forgotten my name. I remember that it began with an E. Could you give me a new one?"
"How about.... Edison?" He said and tilted his head
"Edison. What a wonderful name. Now, tell me, why don't you want to eat? Are you simply not hungry?"
"I eat when I am hungry but I never take food from others" he said
"How sad for me, then. I must eat all of this amazing food by myself." It lets out an echoey sigh. "Everyone thinks I'm going to hurt them, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I won't lie, I was born with a most unfortunate appearance, but that does not mean that I wish to hurt others! I simply wish to share my talents and earn my keep."
*Y'know, this jinda reminds me of a really old character of mine. He mentally scarred Kelipso. XD*
*Honestly, I would love to see Brand or Kelipso interact with this thing.*
*You know what? I feel like Rusty needs to make a return.*
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Silver is shooting at some hanging targets in a tree outside. While hanging upside down in a branch of an adjacent tree with his legs. While the targets are swinging from the force of the arrows. He hasn't missed a target yet, and has a few bulls-eyes.
Mirinn is sitting next to the fireplace, letting her coat dry next to it, which seems to have somehow gotten soaked.
-eh, insert whoever-
*Yes, I copy-pasted from yesterday.*
Brand is inside, lounging on the couch, and for the first time, wearing normal clothes. A long sleeved grey shirt that form fits around his chest, black slacks, black leather boots, and no mask for once.
Harbor is curled up in front of the fireplace enjoying the warmth. He looks like a overgrown house cat.
After a while, when he runs out of arrows, Silver hops down to the ground and heads inside. *Lol, I just remembered one of your characters.*
Mirinn looks over to Harbor and slowly reaches a hand over, tapping his shoulder softly.
*XD*
Brand waves and rolls off the sofa, quickly standing up.
Harbor yelps and jumps up, looking rather poofy now.
*Le Sable.*
Silver chuckles, hearing Brand fall off. Silver walks over, poking Brand on the arm. "You didn't break anything, did you?"
"Pardon, mon ami." She holds her hands up defensively. "I wanted to ask something of you really quick."
*Not gonna lie, he died a horrible campaign death. Done been slain by a Paladin who saw him as a heretic*
"nope all good!!" He said and grinned a bit "how are you?"
"sure just don't scare me like that, now I'm all poofy." He said and shook out his fur.
*Rip Sable, then.*
"I am good, I just finished some training."
"I didn't know any other way to get your attention." She pulls out the bounty poster *Look at Alaric's stuff from yesterday* and showed it to him. "I was wondering if you could make some antidote for me."
*lol it was a fun campaign though*
"good fer you then" he said and fiddled with his fingers, just standing there.
"course I can!" He said and looked it over "bit of money could help out a bit" he said
*Sable will be missed.*
Silver waited for a moment, noticing the fiddling."Are you sure you're okay, Brandy?"'
"Oui! That is why I plan on taking the job." She smiled, pulling him into a hug. "Oh, merci!"
"yeah just..... Tired I suppose" he said
He chuckles and pats her back "you are... Um... Very strong..." He chuckles again.
"Have you been resting properly?" Silver seems genuinely concerned.
She lets him go quickly. "Oh, I'm sorry if that bothered you..."
"......No" he said and chuckled "i rarely rest"
"No no! you never could!!" he said "Your just really strong!"
Silver pursed his lips, he would look sternly at Brand if he could look. "Bad. You have to get some proper rest."
*Sitting there with a 17 in strength like she couldn't break most people's necks. XD*
"I do not feel like I am as strong as you make it sound."
Harbor doesn't step on anything, but he doesn't get any more visual information on the creature. The darkness of the room seems to be magical.
The food smells so good that Harbor can almost taste it already.
Harbor reaches into his bag and pulls out a medical mask and covers his nose and mouth, he knows better then this. He walks forward and studies the person.
Other than turning what is assumed to be its head to keep watching Harbor, it doesn't seem to move. Harbor does, however, see some light glinting off of some metallic parts.
"I seem to have forgotten my name. I remember that it began with an E. Could you give me a new one?"
"How about.... Edison?" He said and tilted his head
"Edison. What a wonderful name. Now, tell me, why don't you want to eat? Are you simply not hungry?"
"I eat when I am hungry but I never take food from others" he said
"How sad for me, then. I must eat all of this amazing food by myself." It lets out an echoey sigh. "Everyone thinks I'm going to hurt them, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I won't lie, I was born with a most unfortunate appearance, but that does not mean that I wish to hurt others! I simply wish to share my talents and earn my keep."
"I get that" he said "Sometimes i think all dragonborns are mean but then i met Mirinn and i saw how nice she was!"
"How sweet. I would like to meet your friend sometime. Maybe we could be friends, too."
Harbor doesn't step on anything, but he doesn't get any more visual information on the creature. The darkness of the room seems to be magical.
The food smells so good that Harbor can almost taste it already.
Harbor reaches into his bag and pulls out a medical mask and covers his nose and mouth, he knows better then this. He walks forward and studies the person.
Other than turning what is assumed to be its head to keep watching Harbor, it doesn't seem to move. Harbor does, however, see some light glinting off of some metallic parts.
"I seem to have forgotten my name. I remember that it began with an E. Could you give me a new one?"
"How about.... Edison?" He said and tilted his head
"Edison. What a wonderful name. Now, tell me, why don't you want to eat? Are you simply not hungry?"
"I eat when I am hungry but I never take food from others" he said
"How sad for me, then. I must eat all of this amazing food by myself." It lets out an echoey sigh. "Everyone thinks I'm going to hurt them, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I won't lie, I was born with a most unfortunate appearance, but that does not mean that I wish to hurt others! I simply wish to share my talents and earn my keep."
"I get that" he said "Sometimes i think all dragonborns are mean but then i met Mirinn and i saw how nice she was!"
"How sweet. I would like to meet your friend sometime. Maybe we could be friends, too."
"maybe!" He said and nodded his head
"Now, since you don't want to share with me, how about we do something else? What is your favorite thing to do?"
Harbor doesn't step on anything, but he doesn't get any more visual information on the creature. The darkness of the room seems to be magical.
The food smells so good that Harbor can almost taste it already.
Harbor reaches into his bag and pulls out a medical mask and covers his nose and mouth, he knows better then this. He walks forward and studies the person.
Other than turning what is assumed to be its head to keep watching Harbor, it doesn't seem to move. Harbor does, however, see some light glinting off of some metallic parts.
"I seem to have forgotten my name. I remember that it began with an E. Could you give me a new one?"
"How about.... Edison?" He said and tilted his head
"Edison. What a wonderful name. Now, tell me, why don't you want to eat? Are you simply not hungry?"
"I eat when I am hungry but I never take food from others" he said
"How sad for me, then. I must eat all of this amazing food by myself." It lets out an echoey sigh. "Everyone thinks I'm going to hurt them, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I won't lie, I was born with a most unfortunate appearance, but that does not mean that I wish to hurt others! I simply wish to share my talents and earn my keep."
"I get that" he said "Sometimes i think all dragonborns are mean but then i met Mirinn and i saw how nice she was!"
"How sweet. I would like to meet your friend sometime. Maybe we could be friends, too."
"maybe!" He said and nodded his head
"Now, since you don't want to share with me, how about we do something else? What is your favorite thing to do?"
Silver is shooting at some hanging targets in a tree outside. While hanging upside down in a branch of an adjacent tree with his legs. While the targets are swinging from the force of the arrows. He hasn't missed a target yet, and has a few bulls-eyes.
Mirinn is sitting next to the fireplace, letting her coat dry next to it, which seems to have somehow gotten soaked.
-eh, insert whoever-
*Yes, I copy-pasted from yesterday.*
Brand is inside, lounging on the couch, and for the first time, wearing normal clothes. A long sleeved grey shirt that form fits around his chest, black slacks, black leather boots, and no mask for once.
Harbor is curled up in front of the fireplace enjoying the warmth. He looks like a overgrown house cat.
After a while, when he runs out of arrows, Silver hops down to the ground and heads inside. *Lol, I just remembered one of your characters.*
Mirinn looks over to Harbor and slowly reaches a hand over, tapping his shoulder softly.
*XD*
Brand waves and rolls off the sofa, quickly standing up.
Harbor yelps and jumps up, looking rather poofy now.
*Le Sable.*
Silver chuckles, hearing Brand fall off. Silver walks over, poking Brand on the arm. "You didn't break anything, did you?"
"Pardon, mon ami." She holds her hands up defensively. "I wanted to ask something of you really quick."
*Not gonna lie, he died a horrible campaign death. Done been slain by a Paladin who saw him as a heretic*
"nope all good!!" He said and grinned a bit "how are you?"
"sure just don't scare me like that, now I'm all poofy." He said and shook out his fur.
*Rip Sable, then.*
"I am good, I just finished some training."
"I didn't know any other way to get your attention." She pulls out the bounty poster *Look at Alaric's stuff from yesterday* and showed it to him. "I was wondering if you could make some antidote for me."
*lol it was a fun campaign though*
"good fer you then" he said and fiddled with his fingers, just standing there.
"course I can!" He said and looked it over "bit of money could help out a bit" he said
*Sable will be missed.*
Silver waited for a moment, noticing the fiddling."Are you sure you're okay, Brandy?"'
"Oui! That is why I plan on taking the job." She smiled, pulling him into a hug. "Oh, merci!"
"yeah just..... Tired I suppose" he said
He chuckles and pats her back "you are... Um... Very strong..." He chuckles again.
"Have you been resting properly?" Silver seems genuinely concerned.
She lets him go quickly. "Oh, I'm sorry if that bothered you..."
"......No" he said and chuckled "i rarely rest"
"No no! you never could!!" he said "Your just really strong!"
Silver pursed his lips, he would look sternly at Brand if he could look. "Bad. You have to get some proper rest."
*Sitting there with a 17 in strength like she couldn't break most people's necks. XD*
"I do not feel like I am as strong as you make it sound."
"but i need to stay awake for you" he said
"You are strong, both physically and mentally"
"Why?"
She chuckled a bit. "Thank you for the compliments, mon ami, but... I really am not as strong as you see me as."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Silver is shooting at some hanging targets in a tree outside. While hanging upside down in a branch of an adjacent tree with his legs. While the targets are swinging from the force of the arrows. He hasn't missed a target yet, and has a few bulls-eyes.
Mirinn is sitting next to the fireplace, letting her coat dry next to it, which seems to have somehow gotten soaked.
-eh, insert whoever-
*Yes, I copy-pasted from yesterday.*
Brand is inside, lounging on the couch, and for the first time, wearing normal clothes. A long sleeved grey shirt that form fits around his chest, black slacks, black leather boots, and no mask for once.
Harbor is curled up in front of the fireplace enjoying the warmth. He looks like a overgrown house cat.
After a while, when he runs out of arrows, Silver hops down to the ground and heads inside. *Lol, I just remembered one of your characters.*
Mirinn looks over to Harbor and slowly reaches a hand over, tapping his shoulder softly.
*XD*
Brand waves and rolls off the sofa, quickly standing up.
Harbor yelps and jumps up, looking rather poofy now.
*Le Sable.*
Silver chuckles, hearing Brand fall off. Silver walks over, poking Brand on the arm. "You didn't break anything, did you?"
"Pardon, mon ami." She holds her hands up defensively. "I wanted to ask something of you really quick."
*Not gonna lie, he died a horrible campaign death. Done been slain by a Paladin who saw him as a heretic*
"nope all good!!" He said and grinned a bit "how are you?"
"sure just don't scare me like that, now I'm all poofy." He said and shook out his fur.
*Rip Sable, then.*
"I am good, I just finished some training."
"I didn't know any other way to get your attention." She pulls out the bounty poster *Look at Alaric's stuff from yesterday* and showed it to him. "I was wondering if you could make some antidote for me."
*lol it was a fun campaign though*
"good fer you then" he said and fiddled with his fingers, just standing there.
"course I can!" He said and looked it over "bit of money could help out a bit" he said
*Sable will be missed.*
Silver waited for a moment, noticing the fiddling."Are you sure you're okay, Brandy?"'
"Oui! That is why I plan on taking the job." She smiled, pulling him into a hug. "Oh, merci!"
"yeah just..... Tired I suppose" he said
He chuckles and pats her back "you are... Um... Very strong..." He chuckles again.
"Have you been resting properly?" Silver seems genuinely concerned.
She lets him go quickly. "Oh, I'm sorry if that bothered you..."
"......No" he said and chuckled "i rarely rest"
"No no! you never could!!" he said "Your just really strong!"
Silver pursed his lips, he would look sternly at Brand if he could look. "Bad. You have to get some proper rest."
*Sitting there with a 17 in strength like she couldn't break most people's necks. XD*
"I do not feel like I am as strong as you make it sound."
"but i need to stay awake for you" he said
"You are strong, both physically and mentally"
"Why?"
She chuckled a bit. "Thank you for the compliments, mon ami, but... I really am not as strong as you see me as."
"Cuz..." He said and sighed again, sitting down. Then he suddenly grabbed Silver around his waist and pulled him over. He reeks of alcohol.
"well, your my friend and I think your strong " he said
Harbor doesn't step on anything, but he doesn't get any more visual information on the creature. The darkness of the room seems to be magical.
The food smells so good that Harbor can almost taste it already.
Harbor reaches into his bag and pulls out a medical mask and covers his nose and mouth, he knows better then this. He walks forward and studies the person.
Other than turning what is assumed to be its head to keep watching Harbor, it doesn't seem to move. Harbor does, however, see some light glinting off of some metallic parts.
"I seem to have forgotten my name. I remember that it began with an E. Could you give me a new one?"
"How about.... Edison?" He said and tilted his head
"Edison. What a wonderful name. Now, tell me, why don't you want to eat? Are you simply not hungry?"
"I eat when I am hungry but I never take food from others" he said
"How sad for me, then. I must eat all of this amazing food by myself." It lets out an echoey sigh. "Everyone thinks I'm going to hurt them, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I won't lie, I was born with a most unfortunate appearance, but that does not mean that I wish to hurt others! I simply wish to share my talents and earn my keep."
"I get that" he said "Sometimes i think all dragonborns are mean but then i met Mirinn and i saw how nice she was!"
"How sweet. I would like to meet your friend sometime. Maybe we could be friends, too."
"maybe!" He said and nodded his head
"Now, since you don't want to share with me, how about we do something else? What is your favorite thing to do?"
"I like to cook and tinker" he said
"How interesting. Those are my interests as well. Here," Edison gets up from its chair and moves as if grabbing something off of the floor. "I have something for you."
It starts to move toward Harbor, staying in darkness the entire time.
Harbor doesn't step on anything, but he doesn't get any more visual information on the creature. The darkness of the room seems to be magical.
The food smells so good that Harbor can almost taste it already.
Harbor reaches into his bag and pulls out a medical mask and covers his nose and mouth, he knows better then this. He walks forward and studies the person.
Other than turning what is assumed to be its head to keep watching Harbor, it doesn't seem to move. Harbor does, however, see some light glinting off of some metallic parts.
"I seem to have forgotten my name. I remember that it began with an E. Could you give me a new one?"
"How about.... Edison?" He said and tilted his head
"Edison. What a wonderful name. Now, tell me, why don't you want to eat? Are you simply not hungry?"
"I eat when I am hungry but I never take food from others" he said
"How sad for me, then. I must eat all of this amazing food by myself." It lets out an echoey sigh. "Everyone thinks I'm going to hurt them, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I won't lie, I was born with a most unfortunate appearance, but that does not mean that I wish to hurt others! I simply wish to share my talents and earn my keep."
"I get that" he said "Sometimes i think all dragonborns are mean but then i met Mirinn and i saw how nice she was!"
"How sweet. I would like to meet your friend sometime. Maybe we could be friends, too."
"maybe!" He said and nodded his head
"Now, since you don't want to share with me, how about we do something else? What is your favorite thing to do?"
"I like to cook and tinker" he said
"How interesting. Those are my interests as well. Here," Edison gets up from its chair and moves as if grabbing something off of the floor. "I have something for you."
It starts to move toward Harbor, staying in darkness the entire time.
Harbor doesn't step on anything, but he doesn't get any more visual information on the creature. The darkness of the room seems to be magical.
The food smells so good that Harbor can almost taste it already.
Harbor reaches into his bag and pulls out a medical mask and covers his nose and mouth, he knows better then this. He walks forward and studies the person.
Other than turning what is assumed to be its head to keep watching Harbor, it doesn't seem to move. Harbor does, however, see some light glinting off of some metallic parts.
"I seem to have forgotten my name. I remember that it began with an E. Could you give me a new one?"
"How about.... Edison?" He said and tilted his head
"Edison. What a wonderful name. Now, tell me, why don't you want to eat? Are you simply not hungry?"
"I eat when I am hungry but I never take food from others" he said
"How sad for me, then. I must eat all of this amazing food by myself." It lets out an echoey sigh. "Everyone thinks I'm going to hurt them, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I won't lie, I was born with a most unfortunate appearance, but that does not mean that I wish to hurt others! I simply wish to share my talents and earn my keep."
"I get that" he said "Sometimes i think all dragonborns are mean but then i met Mirinn and i saw how nice she was!"
"How sweet. I would like to meet your friend sometime. Maybe we could be friends, too."
"maybe!" He said and nodded his head
"Now, since you don't want to share with me, how about we do something else? What is your favorite thing to do?"
"I like to cook and tinker" he said
"How interesting. Those are my interests as well. Here," Edison gets up from its chair and moves as if grabbing something off of the floor. "I have something for you."
It starts to move toward Harbor, staying in darkness the entire time.
Harbor tilts his head and narrows his eyes.
It holds out one end of a scroll case from the darkness. "This is the schematic for a machine that I designed, but could never get right. It functions like a computer. You put in punch cards pertaining to a specific recipe, and it outputs the food, partially completed. It isn't meant to take the place of a cook, just cut down on prep."
It places the case in Harbor's hand. "I believe you would have better luck with it. I've never filed a patent, so it's all yours."
Harbor doesn't step on anything, but he doesn't get any more visual information on the creature. The darkness of the room seems to be magical.
The food smells so good that Harbor can almost taste it already.
Harbor reaches into his bag and pulls out a medical mask and covers his nose and mouth, he knows better then this. He walks forward and studies the person.
Other than turning what is assumed to be its head to keep watching Harbor, it doesn't seem to move. Harbor does, however, see some light glinting off of some metallic parts.
"I seem to have forgotten my name. I remember that it began with an E. Could you give me a new one?"
"How about.... Edison?" He said and tilted his head
"Edison. What a wonderful name. Now, tell me, why don't you want to eat? Are you simply not hungry?"
"I eat when I am hungry but I never take food from others" he said
"How sad for me, then. I must eat all of this amazing food by myself." It lets out an echoey sigh. "Everyone thinks I'm going to hurt them, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I won't lie, I was born with a most unfortunate appearance, but that does not mean that I wish to hurt others! I simply wish to share my talents and earn my keep."
"I get that" he said "Sometimes i think all dragonborns are mean but then i met Mirinn and i saw how nice she was!"
"How sweet. I would like to meet your friend sometime. Maybe we could be friends, too."
"maybe!" He said and nodded his head
"Now, since you don't want to share with me, how about we do something else? What is your favorite thing to do?"
"I like to cook and tinker" he said
"How interesting. Those are my interests as well. Here," Edison gets up from its chair and moves as if grabbing something off of the floor. "I have something for you."
It starts to move toward Harbor, staying in darkness the entire time.
Harbor tilts his head and narrows his eyes.
It holds out one end of a scroll case from the darkness. "This is the schematic for a machine that I designed, but could never get right. It functions like a computer. You put in punch cards pertaining to a specific recipe, and it outputs the food, partially completed. It isn't meant to take the place of a cook, just cut down on prep."
It places the case in Harbor's hand. "I believe you would have better luck with it. I've never filed a patent, so it's all yours."
Harbor looks at it then hands it back "No no, its yours my friend." he said and grinned a bit "Besides i have a small company of machines that work"
"Alas, poor me. It seems that I cannot give you anything that you would want." It starts to walk back towards its chair. It stops. You get the impression that it is grinning in the darkness. "I have an idea. I can give you one of my recipes. The food I make is unparalleled in both taste and smell. All you have to do is say that I gave you the recipe."
Silver is shooting at some hanging targets in a tree outside. While hanging upside down in a branch of an adjacent tree with his legs. While the targets are swinging from the force of the arrows. He hasn't missed a target yet, and has a few bulls-eyes.
Mirinn is sitting next to the fireplace, letting her coat dry next to it, which seems to have somehow gotten soaked.
-eh, insert whoever-
*Yes, I copy-pasted from yesterday.*
Brand is inside, lounging on the couch, and for the first time, wearing normal clothes. A long sleeved grey shirt that form fits around his chest, black slacks, black leather boots, and no mask for once.
Harbor is curled up in front of the fireplace enjoying the warmth. He looks like a overgrown house cat.
After a while, when he runs out of arrows, Silver hops down to the ground and heads inside. *Lol, I just remembered one of your characters.*
Mirinn looks over to Harbor and slowly reaches a hand over, tapping his shoulder softly.
*XD*
Brand waves and rolls off the sofa, quickly standing up.
Harbor yelps and jumps up, looking rather poofy now.
*Le Sable.*
Silver chuckles, hearing Brand fall off. Silver walks over, poking Brand on the arm. "You didn't break anything, did you?"
"Pardon, mon ami." She holds her hands up defensively. "I wanted to ask something of you really quick."
*Not gonna lie, he died a horrible campaign death. Done been slain by a Paladin who saw him as a heretic*
"nope all good!!" He said and grinned a bit "how are you?"
"sure just don't scare me like that, now I'm all poofy." He said and shook out his fur.
*Rip Sable, then.*
"I am good, I just finished some training."
"I didn't know any other way to get your attention." She pulls out the bounty poster *Look at Alaric's stuff from yesterday* and showed it to him. "I was wondering if you could make some antidote for me."
*lol it was a fun campaign though*
"good fer you then" he said and fiddled with his fingers, just standing there.
"course I can!" He said and looked it over "bit of money could help out a bit" he said
*Sable will be missed.*
Silver waited for a moment, noticing the fiddling."Are you sure you're okay, Brandy?"'
"Oui! That is why I plan on taking the job." She smiled, pulling him into a hug. "Oh, merci!"
"yeah just..... Tired I suppose" he said
He chuckles and pats her back "you are... Um... Very strong..." He chuckles again.
"Have you been resting properly?" Silver seems genuinely concerned.
She lets him go quickly. "Oh, I'm sorry if that bothered you..."
"......No" he said and chuckled "i rarely rest"
"No no! you never could!!" he said "Your just really strong!"
Silver pursed his lips, he would look sternly at Brand if he could look. "Bad. You have to get some proper rest."
*Sitting there with a 17 in strength like she couldn't break most people's necks. XD*
"I do not feel like I am as strong as you make it sound."
"but i need to stay awake for you" he said
"You are strong, both physically and mentally"
"Why?"
She chuckled a bit. "Thank you for the compliments, mon ami, but... I really am not as strong as you see me as."
"Cuz..." He said and sighed again, sitting down. Then he suddenly grabbed Silver around his waist and pulled him over. He reeks of alcohol.
"well, your my friend and I think your strong " he said
*Sorry for the long pause, remaking Rusty, if you remember him. :3*
SIlver's face flushed blue. "W-w-w-why?"
"I am not strong, nor was I strong enough... for my company."
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Silver is shooting at some hanging targets in a tree outside. While hanging upside down in a branch of an adjacent tree with his legs. While the targets are swinging from the force of the arrows. He hasn't missed a target yet, and has a few bulls-eyes.
Mirinn is sitting next to the fireplace, letting her coat dry next to it, which seems to have somehow gotten soaked.
-eh, insert whoever-
*Yes, I copy-pasted from yesterday.*
Brand is inside, lounging on the couch, and for the first time, wearing normal clothes. A long sleeved grey shirt that form fits around his chest, black slacks, black leather boots, and no mask for once.
Harbor is curled up in front of the fireplace enjoying the warmth. He looks like a overgrown house cat.
After a while, when he runs out of arrows, Silver hops down to the ground and heads inside. *Lol, I just remembered one of your characters.*
Mirinn looks over to Harbor and slowly reaches a hand over, tapping his shoulder softly.
*XD*
Brand waves and rolls off the sofa, quickly standing up.
Harbor yelps and jumps up, looking rather poofy now.
*Le Sable.*
Silver chuckles, hearing Brand fall off. Silver walks over, poking Brand on the arm. "You didn't break anything, did you?"
"Pardon, mon ami." She holds her hands up defensively. "I wanted to ask something of you really quick."
*Not gonna lie, he died a horrible campaign death. Done been slain by a Paladin who saw him as a heretic*
"nope all good!!" He said and grinned a bit "how are you?"
"sure just don't scare me like that, now I'm all poofy." He said and shook out his fur.
*Rip Sable, then.*
"I am good, I just finished some training."
"I didn't know any other way to get your attention." She pulls out the bounty poster *Look at Alaric's stuff from yesterday* and showed it to him. "I was wondering if you could make some antidote for me."
*lol it was a fun campaign though*
"good fer you then" he said and fiddled with his fingers, just standing there.
"course I can!" He said and looked it over "bit of money could help out a bit" he said
*Sable will be missed.*
Silver waited for a moment, noticing the fiddling."Are you sure you're okay, Brandy?"'
"Oui! That is why I plan on taking the job." She smiled, pulling him into a hug. "Oh, merci!"
"yeah just..... Tired I suppose" he said
He chuckles and pats her back "you are... Um... Very strong..." He chuckles again.
"Have you been resting properly?" Silver seems genuinely concerned.
She lets him go quickly. "Oh, I'm sorry if that bothered you..."
"......No" he said and chuckled "i rarely rest"
"No no! you never could!!" he said "Your just really strong!"
Silver pursed his lips, he would look sternly at Brand if he could look. "Bad. You have to get some proper rest."
*Sitting there with a 17 in strength like she couldn't break most people's necks. XD*
"I do not feel like I am as strong as you make it sound."
"but i need to stay awake for you" he said
"You are strong, both physically and mentally"
"Why?"
She chuckled a bit. "Thank you for the compliments, mon ami, but... I really am not as strong as you see me as."
"Cuz..." He said and sighed again, sitting down. Then he suddenly grabbed Silver around his waist and pulled him over. He reeks of alcohol.
"well, your my friend and I think your strong " he said
*Sorry for the long pause, remaking Rusty, if you remember him. :3*
SIlver's face flushed blue. "W-w-w-why?"
"I am not strong, nor was I strong enough... for my company."
Silver is shooting at some hanging targets in a tree outside. While hanging upside down in a branch of an adjacent tree with his legs. While the targets are swinging from the force of the arrows. He hasn't missed a target yet, and has a few bulls-eyes.
Mirinn is sitting next to the fireplace, letting her coat dry next to it, which seems to have somehow gotten soaked.
-eh, insert whoever-
*Yes, I copy-pasted from yesterday.*
Brand is inside, lounging on the couch, and for the first time, wearing normal clothes. A long sleeved grey shirt that form fits around his chest, black slacks, black leather boots, and no mask for once.
Harbor is curled up in front of the fireplace enjoying the warmth. He looks like a overgrown house cat.
After a while, when he runs out of arrows, Silver hops down to the ground and heads inside. *Lol, I just remembered one of your characters.*
Mirinn looks over to Harbor and slowly reaches a hand over, tapping his shoulder softly.
*XD*
Brand waves and rolls off the sofa, quickly standing up.
Harbor yelps and jumps up, looking rather poofy now.
*Le Sable.*
Silver chuckles, hearing Brand fall off. Silver walks over, poking Brand on the arm. "You didn't break anything, did you?"
"Pardon, mon ami." She holds her hands up defensively. "I wanted to ask something of you really quick."
*Not gonna lie, he died a horrible campaign death. Done been slain by a Paladin who saw him as a heretic*
"nope all good!!" He said and grinned a bit "how are you?"
"sure just don't scare me like that, now I'm all poofy." He said and shook out his fur.
*Rip Sable, then.*
"I am good, I just finished some training."
"I didn't know any other way to get your attention." She pulls out the bounty poster *Look at Alaric's stuff from yesterday* and showed it to him. "I was wondering if you could make some antidote for me."
*lol it was a fun campaign though*
"good fer you then" he said and fiddled with his fingers, just standing there.
"course I can!" He said and looked it over "bit of money could help out a bit" he said
*Sable will be missed.*
Silver waited for a moment, noticing the fiddling."Are you sure you're okay, Brandy?"'
"Oui! That is why I plan on taking the job." She smiled, pulling him into a hug. "Oh, merci!"
"yeah just..... Tired I suppose" he said
He chuckles and pats her back "you are... Um... Very strong..." He chuckles again.
"Have you been resting properly?" Silver seems genuinely concerned.
She lets him go quickly. "Oh, I'm sorry if that bothered you..."
"......No" he said and chuckled "i rarely rest"
"No no! you never could!!" he said "Your just really strong!"
Silver pursed his lips, he would look sternly at Brand if he could look. "Bad. You have to get some proper rest."
*Sitting there with a 17 in strength like she couldn't break most people's necks. XD*
"I do not feel like I am as strong as you make it sound."
"but i need to stay awake for you" he said
"You are strong, both physically and mentally"
"Why?"
She chuckled a bit. "Thank you for the compliments, mon ami, but... I really am not as strong as you see me as."
"Cuz..." He said and sighed again, sitting down. Then he suddenly grabbed Silver around his waist and pulled him over. He reeks of alcohol.
"well, your my friend and I think your strong " he said
*Sorry for the long pause, remaking Rusty, if you remember him. :3*
SIlver's face flushed blue. "W-w-w-why?"
"I am not strong, nor was I strong enough... for my company."
*Oooooooh! terrified kelipso time*
"Mn" Brand grumbled a bit.
"Your strong enough for me!!"
*Lol, I just gotta find when I made his description so I can copy-paste an intro.*
"W-w-w-w-why?" Silver asks again, staying very still.
She sadly nodded, looking at the ground.
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Silver pursed his lips, he would look sternly at Brand if he could look. "Bad. You have to get some proper rest."
*Sitting there with a 17 in strength like she couldn't break most people's necks. XD*
"I do not feel like I am as strong as you make it sound."
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Kelipso sniffs the air and narrows his eyes.
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 sweet. I would like to meet your friend sometime. Maybe we could be friends, too."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*You know what? I feel like Rusty needs to make a return.*
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"but i need to stay awake for you" he said
"You are strong, both physically and mentally"
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
"maybe!" He said and nodded his head
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
"Now, since you don't want to share with me, how about we do something else? What is your favorite thing to do?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I like to cook and tinker" 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
"Why?"
She chuckled a bit. "Thank you for the compliments, mon ami, but... I really am not as strong as you see me as."
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"Cuz..." He said and sighed again, sitting down. Then he suddenly grabbed Silver around his waist and pulled him over. He reeks of alcohol.
"well, your my friend and I think your strong " 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
"How interesting. Those are my interests as well. Here," Edison gets up from its chair and moves as if grabbing something off of the floor. "I have something for you."
It starts to move toward Harbor, staying in darkness the entire time.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Harbor tilts his head and narrows his eyes.
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 holds out one end of a scroll case from the darkness. "This is the schematic for a machine that I designed, but could never get right. It functions like a computer. You put in punch cards pertaining to a specific recipe, and it outputs the food, partially completed. It isn't meant to take the place of a cook, just cut down on prep."
It places the case in Harbor's hand. "I believe you would have better luck with it. I've never filed a patent, so it's all yours."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Harbor looks at it then hands it back "No no, its yours my friend." he said and grinned a bit "Besides i have a small company of machines that work"
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
"Alas, poor me. It seems that I cannot give you anything that you would want." It starts to walk back towards its chair. It stops. You get the impression that it is grinning in the darkness. "I have an idea. I can give you one of my recipes. The food I make is unparalleled in both taste and smell. All you have to do is say that I gave you the recipe."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Now its quiet....*
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
*Sorry for the long pause, remaking Rusty, if you remember him. :3*
SIlver's face flushed blue. "W-w-w-why?"
"I am not strong, nor was I strong enough... for my company."
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*Oooooooh! terrified kelipso time*
"Mn" Brand grumbled a bit.
"Your strong enough for me!!"
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 might remake a really really really really really old character*
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, I just gotta find when I made his description so I can copy-paste an intro.*
"W-w-w-w-why?" Silver asks again, staying very still.
She sadly nodded, looking at the ground.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.