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#51779 Mar 8, 2024
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Sytosc is making beignets at his camp stove. It is going surprisingly well.

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She looked at him with a soft expression on her face, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "The raccoons in your chimney and the monsters in your mind, you just need time to figure them out," she said in a soothing voice, hoping to calm him down. However, he was not in the mood to be comforted. He shrugged her hand off, feeling uneasy with the meager touch.

"It sounded like screams. I had to tear it down to save them," he said, his tone taking on an edge like a knife. He gestured to the broken chimney stack, bricks laid strewn about. He was frustrated that she didn't believe him. He knew what he heard and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong.

Her tone became as sharp as his as she replied, "There was nothing there. It's in your mind." Her words were final, leaving no room for argument. He bit his tongue, fighting the urge to yell at her, to make her understand his side of the story.

She then ruffled his curly brown hair, a playful gesture meant to lighten the mood. But he couldn't shake off the feeling of discomfort that was creeping up his spine again. He pulled away from her touch, feeling more alone than ever.

A young man, around 14 or 15, walks over to Sytosc, waving slightly. "Mind if I sit?"

The "man" in the pinstriped suit grins. "Of course not! Have a beignet while you're here. They're fresh out of the fryer." He offers a powdered-sugar-covered plate with plump squares of fried dough on it.

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*-yawn- morning*

Theren is half-asleep in a tree, twitching in his sleep

Phoenix is cleaning his weaponry.

Hearthstone is making stones float.

She looked at him with a soft expression on her face, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "The raccoons in your chimney and the monsters in your mind, you just need time to figure them out," she said in a soothing voice, hoping to calm him down. However, he was not in the mood to be comforted. He shrugged her hand off, feeling uneasy with the meager touch.

"It sounded like screams. I had to tear it down to save them," he said, his tone taking on an edge like a knife. He gestured to the broken chimney stack, bricks laid strewn about. He was frustrated that she didn't believe him. He knew what he heard and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong.

Her tone became as sharp as his as she replied, "There was nothing there. It's in your mind." Her words were final, leaving no room for argument. He bit his tongue, fighting the urge to yell at her, to make her understand his side of the story.

She then ruffled his curly brown hair, a playful gesture meant to lighten the mood. But he couldn't shake off the feeling of discomfort that was creeping up his spine again. He pulled away from her touch, feeling more alone than ever.

Someone stands over Theren, a kid by the looks of it. He appears to be around 14 or 15.

*bro. I'm falling hard for this girl*

Theren wakes up very suddenly. "Who...jesus kid. You scared the living crap outta me."

*OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH*

"Sorry." He said and tilted his head "You okay?"

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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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*-yawn- morning*

Phoenix is cleaning his weaponry.

*mornin'*

Skriggle walks over, polishing The Kronhjelm.

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*-yawn- morning*

Theren is half-asleep in a tree, twitching in his sleep

Phoenix is cleaning his weaponry.

Hearthstone is making stones float.

She looked at him with a soft expression on her face, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "The raccoons in your chimney and the monsters in your mind, you just need time to figure them out," she said in a soothing voice, hoping to calm him down. However, he was not in the mood to be comforted. He shrugged her hand off, feeling uneasy with the meager touch.

"It sounded like screams. I had to tear it down to save them," he said, his tone taking on an edge like a knife. He gestured to the broken chimney stack, bricks laid strewn about. He was frustrated that she didn't believe him. He knew what he heard and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong.

Her tone became as sharp as his as she replied, "There was nothing there. It's in your mind." Her words were final, leaving no room for argument. He bit his tongue, fighting the urge to yell at her, to make her understand his side of the story.

She then ruffled his curly brown hair, a playful gesture meant to lighten the mood. But he couldn't shake off the feeling of discomfort that was creeping up his spine again. He pulled away from her touch, feeling more alone than ever.

Someone stands over Theren, a kid by the looks of it. He appears to be around 14 or 15.

*bro. I'm falling hard for this girl*

Theren wakes up very suddenly. "Who...jesus kid. You scared the living crap outta me."

*OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH*

"Sorry." He said and tilted his head "You okay?"

*yes yes I know. -crosses arms-*

He nods. "Yeah, where'd ya come from?"

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*-yawn- morning*

Theren is half-asleep in a tree, twitching in his sleep

Phoenix is cleaning his weaponry.

Hearthstone is making stones float.

Pch’Ptah, on a whim, decides to walk over to Phoenix. <Hi! What are you up to?>

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*-yawn- morning*

Phoenix is cleaning his weaponry.

*mornin'*

Skriggle walks over, polishing The Kronhjelm.

Phoenix looks up. "What's that?"

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#51785 Mar 8, 2024
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Sytosc is making beignets at his camp stove. It is going surprisingly well.

-Pick whoever you want-

She looked at him with a soft expression on her face, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "The raccoons in your chimney and the monsters in your mind, you just need time to figure them out," she said in a soothing voice, hoping to calm him down. However, he was not in the mood to be comforted. He shrugged her hand off, feeling uneasy with the meager touch.

"It sounded like screams. I had to tear it down to save them," he said, his tone taking on an edge like a knife. He gestured to the broken chimney stack, bricks laid strewn about. He was frustrated that she didn't believe him. He knew what he heard and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong.

Her tone became as sharp as his as she replied, "There was nothing there. It's in your mind." Her words were final, leaving no room for argument. He bit his tongue, fighting the urge to yell at her, to make her understand his side of the story.

She then ruffled his curly brown hair, a playful gesture meant to lighten the mood. But he couldn't shake off the feeling of discomfort that was creeping up his spine again. He pulled away from her touch, feeling more alone than ever.

A young man, around 14 or 15, walks over to Sytosc, waving slightly. "Mind if I sit?"

The "man" in the pinstriped suit grins. "Of course not! Have a beignet while you're here. They're fresh out of the fryer." He offers a powdered-sugar-covered plate with plump squares of fried dough on it.

He takes it and stares at it, eyes blinking before eating it slowly. "Thank you.." He says.

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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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*-yawn- morning*

Theren is half-asleep in a tree, twitching in his sleep

Phoenix is cleaning his weaponry.

Hearthstone is making stones float.

Pch’Ptah, on a whim, decides to walk over to Phoenix. <Hi! What are you up to?>

"Making sure my guns are clean." he says, wiping his hands off on a towel.

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*-yawn- morning*

Theren is half-asleep in a tree, twitching in his sleep

Phoenix is cleaning his weaponry.

Hearthstone is making stones float.

Pch’Ptah, on a whim, decides to walk over to Phoenix. <Hi! What are you up to?>

"Making sure my guns are clean." he says, wiping his hands off on a towel.

<What’s a gun???>

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No news is good news…

I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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*-yawn- morning*

Theren is half-asleep in a tree, twitching in his sleep

Phoenix is cleaning his weaponry.

Hearthstone is making stones float.

She looked at him with a soft expression on her face, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "The raccoons in your chimney and the monsters in your mind, you just need time to figure them out," she said in a soothing voice, hoping to calm him down. However, he was not in the mood to be comforted. He shrugged her hand off, feeling uneasy with the meager touch.

"It sounded like screams. I had to tear it down to save them," he said, his tone taking on an edge like a knife. He gestured to the broken chimney stack, bricks laid strewn about. He was frustrated that she didn't believe him. He knew what he heard and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong.

Her tone became as sharp as his as she replied, "There was nothing there. It's in your mind." Her words were final, leaving no room for argument. He bit his tongue, fighting the urge to yell at her, to make her understand his side of the story.

She then ruffled his curly brown hair, a playful gesture meant to lighten the mood. But he couldn't shake off the feeling of discomfort that was creeping up his spine again. He pulled away from her touch, feeling more alone than ever.

Someone stands over Theren, a kid by the looks of it. He appears to be around 14 or 15.

*bro. I'm falling hard for this girl*

Theren wakes up very suddenly. "Who...jesus kid. You scared the living crap outta me."

*OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH*

"Sorry." He said and tilted his head "You okay?"

*yes yes I know. -crosses arms-*

He nods. "Yeah, where'd ya come from?"

*I seriously hope everything works out for ya mate!!*

"Woods. Nowhere special." He shrugged.

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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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*-yawn- morning*

Theren is half-asleep in a tree, twitching in his sleep

Phoenix is cleaning his weaponry.

Hearthstone is making stones float.

Pch’Ptah, on a whim, decides to walk over to Phoenix. <Hi! What are you up to?>

"Making sure my guns are clean." he says, wiping his hands off on a towel.

<What’s a gun???>

Phoenix pulls out a revolver. "This is a gun." he says, spinning it a few times

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*-yawn- morning*

Theren is half-asleep in a tree, twitching in his sleep

Phoenix is cleaning his weaponry.

Hearthstone is making stones float.

She looked at him with a soft expression on her face, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "The raccoons in your chimney and the monsters in your mind, you just need time to figure them out," she said in a soothing voice, hoping to calm him down. However, he was not in the mood to be comforted. He shrugged her hand off, feeling uneasy with the meager touch.

"It sounded like screams. I had to tear it down to save them," he said, his tone taking on an edge like a knife. He gestured to the broken chimney stack, bricks laid strewn about. He was frustrated that she didn't believe him. He knew what he heard and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong.

Her tone became as sharp as his as she replied, "There was nothing there. It's in your mind." Her words were final, leaving no room for argument. He bit his tongue, fighting the urge to yell at her, to make her understand his side of the story.

She then ruffled his curly brown hair, a playful gesture meant to lighten the mood. But he couldn't shake off the feeling of discomfort that was creeping up his spine again. He pulled away from her touch, feeling more alone than ever.

Someone stands over Theren, a kid by the looks of it. He appears to be around 14 or 15.

*bro. I'm falling hard for this girl*

Theren wakes up very suddenly. "Who...jesus kid. You scared the living crap outta me."

*OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH*

"Sorry." He said and tilted his head "You okay?"

*yes yes I know. -crosses arms-*

He nods. "Yeah, where'd ya come from?"

*I seriously hope everything works out for ya mate!!*

"Woods. Nowhere special." He shrugged.

*me too honestly*

Theren raises an eyebrow. "Im from the woods as well kid. And everyone's from somewhere special."

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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
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*-yawn- morning*

Theren is half-asleep in a tree, twitching in his sleep

Phoenix is cleaning his weaponry.

Hearthstone is making stones float.

She looked at him with a soft expression on her face, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "The raccoons in your chimney and the monsters in your mind, you just need time to figure them out," she said in a soothing voice, hoping to calm him down. However, he was not in the mood to be comforted. He shrugged her hand off, feeling uneasy with the meager touch.

"It sounded like screams. I had to tear it down to save them," he said, his tone taking on an edge like a knife. He gestured to the broken chimney stack, bricks laid strewn about. He was frustrated that she didn't believe him. He knew what he heard and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong.

Her tone became as sharp as his as she replied, "There was nothing there. It's in your mind." Her words were final, leaving no room for argument. He bit his tongue, fighting the urge to yell at her, to make her understand his side of the story.

She then ruffled his curly brown hair, a playful gesture meant to lighten the mood. But he couldn't shake off the feeling of discomfort that was creeping up his spine again. He pulled away from her touch, feeling more alone than ever.

Someone stands over Theren, a kid by the looks of it. He appears to be around 14 or 15.

*bro. I'm falling hard for this girl*

Theren wakes up very suddenly. "Who...jesus kid. You scared the living crap outta me."

*OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH*

"Sorry." He said and tilted his head "You okay?"

*yes yes I know. -crosses arms-*

He nods. "Yeah, where'd ya come from?"

*I seriously hope everything works out for ya mate!!*

"Woods. Nowhere special." He shrugged.

*me too honestly*

Theren raises an eyebrow. "Im from the woods as well kid. And everyone's from somewhere special."

He shrugs "Not really." he says and runs his hand through his curly brown hair "Is there any place around here to sleep?"

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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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*-yawn- morning*

Theren is half-asleep in a tree, twitching in his sleep

Phoenix is cleaning his weaponry.

Hearthstone is making stones float.

She looked at him with a soft expression on her face, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "The raccoons in your chimney and the monsters in your mind, you just need time to figure them out," she said in a soothing voice, hoping to calm him down. However, he was not in the mood to be comforted. He shrugged her hand off, feeling uneasy with the meager touch.

"It sounded like screams. I had to tear it down to save them," he said, his tone taking on an edge like a knife. He gestured to the broken chimney stack, bricks laid strewn about. He was frustrated that she didn't believe him. He knew what he heard and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong.

Her tone became as sharp as his as she replied, "There was nothing there. It's in your mind." Her words were final, leaving no room for argument. He bit his tongue, fighting the urge to yell at her, to make her understand his side of the story.

She then ruffled his curly brown hair, a playful gesture meant to lighten the mood. But he couldn't shake off the feeling of discomfort that was creeping up his spine again. He pulled away from her touch, feeling more alone than ever.

Someone stands over Theren, a kid by the looks of it. He appears to be around 14 or 15.

*bro. I'm falling hard for this girl*

Theren wakes up very suddenly. "Who...jesus kid. You scared the living crap outta me."

*OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH*

"Sorry." He said and tilted his head "You okay?"

*yes yes I know. -crosses arms-*

He nods. "Yeah, where'd ya come from?"

*I seriously hope everything works out for ya mate!!*

"Woods. Nowhere special." He shrugged.

*me too honestly*

Theren raises an eyebrow. "Im from the woods as well kid. And everyone's from somewhere special."

He shrugs "Not really." he says and runs his hand through his curly brown hair "Is there any place around here to sleep?"

"Yeah, there's a tavern nearby." he says, sitting up a bit

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The "man" in the pinstriped suit grins. "Of course not! Have a beignet while you're here. They're fresh out of the fryer." He offers a powdered-sugar-covered plate with plump squares of fried dough on it.

He takes it and stares at it, eyes blinking before eating it slowly. "Thank you.." He says.

It's good. Not astounding, but about as good as cheap fried dough covered in powdered sugar can be.

He continues frying. "So, what brings you here? This place is pretty dangerous, with all the extraplanars floating about."

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*-yawn- morning*

Theren is half-asleep in a tree, twitching in his sleep

Phoenix is cleaning his weaponry.

Hearthstone is making stones float.

Pch’Ptah, on a whim, decides to walk over to Phoenix. <Hi! What are you up to?>

"Making sure my guns are clean." he says, wiping his hands off on a towel.

<What’s a gun???>

Phoenix pulls out a revolver. "This is a gun." he says, spinning it a few times

<What does it do? It looks like some kind of hook or piton, but it’s got a weird part in the middle.>

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*-yawn- morning*

Theren is half-asleep in a tree, twitching in his sleep

Phoenix is cleaning his weaponry.

Hearthstone is making stones float.

Pch’Ptah, on a whim, decides to walk over to Phoenix. <Hi! What are you up to?>

"Making sure my guns are clean." he says, wiping his hands off on a towel.

<What’s a gun???>

Phoenix pulls out a revolver. "This is a gun." he says, spinning it a few times

<What does it do? It looks like some kind of hook or piton, but it’s got a weird part in the middle.>

Phoenix sighs, pulls down the hammer and points it at a nearby target before pulling the trigger. There is a loud boom and the target falls over.

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*-yawn- morning*

Theren is half-asleep in a tree, twitching in his sleep

Phoenix is cleaning his weaponry.

Hearthstone is making stones float.

She looked at him with a soft expression on her face, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "The raccoons in your chimney and the monsters in your mind, you just need time to figure them out," she said in a soothing voice, hoping to calm him down. However, he was not in the mood to be comforted. He shrugged her hand off, feeling uneasy with the meager touch.

"It sounded like screams. I had to tear it down to save them," he said, his tone taking on an edge like a knife. He gestured to the broken chimney stack, bricks laid strewn about. He was frustrated that she didn't believe him. He knew what he heard and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong.

Her tone became as sharp as his as she replied, "There was nothing there. It's in your mind." Her words were final, leaving no room for argument. He bit his tongue, fighting the urge to yell at her, to make her understand his side of the story.

She then ruffled his curly brown hair, a playful gesture meant to lighten the mood. But he couldn't shake off the feeling of discomfort that was creeping up his spine again. He pulled away from her touch, feeling more alone than ever.

Someone stands over Theren, a kid by the looks of it. He appears to be around 14 or 15.

*bro. I'm falling hard for this girl*

Theren wakes up very suddenly. "Who...jesus kid. You scared the living crap outta me."

*OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH*

"Sorry." He said and tilted his head "You okay?"

*yes yes I know. -crosses arms-*

He nods. "Yeah, where'd ya come from?"

*I seriously hope everything works out for ya mate!!*

"Woods. Nowhere special." He shrugged.

*me too honestly*

Theren raises an eyebrow. "Im from the woods as well kid. And everyone's from somewhere special."

He shrugs "Not really." he says and runs his hand through his curly brown hair "Is there any place around here to sleep?"

"Yeah, there's a tavern nearby." he says, sitting up a bit

He nods and stands up "Sorry for scaring you.." (I'm going to need a WIS save)

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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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The "man" in the pinstriped suit grins. "Of course not! Have a beignet while you're here. They're fresh out of the fryer." He offers a powdered-sugar-covered plate with plump squares of fried dough on it.

He takes it and stares at it, eyes blinking before eating it slowly. "Thank you.." He says.

It's good. Not astounding, but about as good as cheap fried dough covered in powdered sugar can be.

He continues frying. "So, what brings you here? This place is pretty dangerous, with all the extraplanars floating about."

(Does Sytosc (me thinks i butchered his name) have any sort of ability to hide his thoughts? anything to stop detecting thoughts?)

"Work and such." He said, continuing to eat. Even though he is eating slowly, that doesn't hide the hungry glint in his eyes.

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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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