A young man, about 20, is running through the woods. He has tight fitting black clothing, his shirt buttoned up to his neck. His glasses are slightly askew as he jumps over a log.
Echo watches him from a tree
The elf trips a few times, the last time he hits the ground hard, sprawling out
Echo drops down from the tree and offers him a hand up
A young man, about 20, is running through the woods. He has tight fitting black clothing, his shirt buttoned up to his neck. His glasses are slightly askew as he jumps over a log.
Echo watches him from a tree
The elf trips a few times, the last time he hits the ground hard, sprawling out
Echo drops down from the tree and offers him a hand up
Hearthstone takes it and signs, "Thank you. "
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A young man, about 20, is running through the woods. He has tight fitting black clothing, his shirt buttoned up to his neck. His glasses are slightly askew as he jumps over a log.
Echo watches him from a tree
The elf trips a few times, the last time he hits the ground hard, sprawling out
Echo drops down from the tree and offers him a hand up
A young man, about 20, is running through the woods. He has tight fitting black clothing, his shirt buttoned up to his neck. His glasses are slightly askew as he jumps over a log.
Echo watches him from a tree
The elf trips a few times, the last time he hits the ground hard, sprawling out
Echo drops down from the tree and offers him a hand up
Hearthstone takes it and signs, "Thank you. "
Echo looks confused "what are you saying?"
He sighs. He then tries to speak. "Am...deaf.."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A young man, about 20, is running through the woods. He has tight fitting black clothing, his shirt buttoned up to his neck. His glasses are slightly askew as he jumps over a log.
Echo watches him from a tree
The elf trips a few times, the last time he hits the ground hard, sprawling out
Echo drops down from the tree and offers him a hand up
A young man, about 20, is running through the woods. He has tight fitting black clothing, his shirt buttoned up to his neck. His glasses are slightly askew as he jumps over a log.
Echo watches him from a tree
The elf trips a few times, the last time he hits the ground hard, sprawling out
Echo drops down from the tree and offers him a hand up
Hearthstone takes it and signs, "Thank you. "
Echo looks confused "what are you saying?"
He sighs. He then tries to speak. "Am...deaf.."
"ah. I don't know sign language"
Hearth nods. Then a voice enters their head. "Is this better?"
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A young man, about 20, is running through the woods. He has tight fitting black clothing, his shirt buttoned up to his neck. His glasses are slightly askew as he jumps over a log.
Echo watches him from a tree
The elf trips a few times, the last time he hits the ground hard, sprawling out
Echo drops down from the tree and offers him a hand up
Hearthstone takes it and signs, "Thank you. "
Echo looks confused "what are you saying?"
He sighs. He then tries to speak. "Am...deaf.."
"ah. I don't know sign language"
Hearth nods. Then a voice enters their head. "Is this better?"
"I've always wanted to meet your mother."
"Sleep dear."
He takes it.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Echo drops down from the tree and offers him a hand up
psychopath ^-^
"I'll see if I can get a letter to her." She said.
"I'm trying.." He said.
He sits down and sighs "Whats going in inside yer mind right now?"
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.
He lays down next to Jack, propping himself up with his arm
"A lot."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Hearthstone takes it and signs, "Thank you. "
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Echo looks confused "what are you saying?"
psychopath ^-^
She sits beside him, enjoying the quiet.
He closes his eyes again and tries to reach sleep.
"Explain it to me as best you can."
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 sighs. He then tries to speak. "Am...deaf.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He leans against her
Phoenix stays with him
"I feel bad for losing control..thats why father hates me.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"ah. I don't know sign language"
psychopath ^-^
Hearth nods. Then a voice enters their head. "Is this better?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She pets his hair and smiles.
He slowly begins to drift into unconiuness.
"Hm. He hates that you lose control?"
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
Echo nods
psychopath ^-^
psychopath ^-^
Theren closes his eyes, drifting off a bit
Phoenix smiles and tries to get up
He nods. "He calls me a freak..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Good. Who are you? "
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"i'm Echo. What's your name?"
psychopath ^-^
Lore smiles and kisses his forehead, falling asleep herself.
He is able to with little effort, he is out like a light.
"You ain't a freak kid, not from what I've seen."
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
"Hearthstone, or Hearth.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A few hours later Theren wakes up, rubbing his eyes
"Sleep well.."
"Elves cant do my kind of magic! "
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.