There is the sound of twigs snapping as a furry white ball of something rumbles off a hill and down into the woods. A werewolf, by the looks of it, but it looks more.. doggish? It's ears or less pointed and it's cost is stark white and very very fluffy. It wears black robes in contrast to its stark white fur with a silver sash tied around its waist. It carries, on its hips, a warhammer in the shape of a smiling silver fish with moonstone eyes and a hip satchel which carries a book with a leather sheath.
It stands up, shaking itself off comically, before looking around in a worried manner. "I just saw them.. where did they run off to?"
* h i m *
Out in the woods, Pch’Ptah is marinating on the future and hears the sound of breaking twigs and a faint voice. <Hullo! I’m not alone out here!> It quickly gets up, cautiously taking out its longbow and an arrow, but not nocking it. Quietly, it approaches the source of the noise. Stealth check: 11
The dog-wolf like humanoid sighs and keeps looking around, concerned and confused.
Slowly, Pch’Ptah places the arrow along the bowstring, but doesn’t draw it back just yet. <Identify yourself.> A voice hisses in their head.
"Huh?" It looks around, as if it said it in its ear. "Oh dear, spirits do not haunt me please. I am simply looking for my friend!"
<I’m no spirit. I’m just a thri-kreen.> Pch’Ptah stands up and reveals its presence, twitching its antennae slightly. <You don’t smell hostile. What does your friend look like?>
It blinks and jumps back, clearly afraid "Ah! You have a weapon! Were you going to hurt me?!"
<Well I thought you might be a monster. As a ranger, it’s my duty to hunt monsters and stuff. But I’d say I’m more monstrous than you in many ways. I have four arms, you’re just fluffy.>
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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.
There is the sound of twigs snapping as a furry white ball of something rumbles off a hill and down into the woods. A werewolf, by the looks of it, but it looks more.. doggish? It's ears or less pointed and it's cost is stark white and very very fluffy. It wears black robes in contrast to its stark white fur with a silver sash tied around its waist. It carries, on its hips, a warhammer in the shape of a smiling silver fish with moonstone eyes and a hip satchel which carries a book with a leather sheath.
It stands up, shaking itself off comically, before looking around in a worried manner. "I just saw them.. where did they run off to?"
* h i m *
Out in the woods, Pch’Ptah is marinating on the future and hears the sound of breaking twigs and a faint voice. <Hullo! I’m not alone out here!> It quickly gets up, cautiously taking out its longbow and an arrow, but not nocking it. Quietly, it approaches the source of the noise. Stealth check: 11
The dog-wolf like humanoid sighs and keeps looking around, concerned and confused.
Slowly, Pch’Ptah places the arrow along the bowstring, but doesn’t draw it back just yet. <Identify yourself.> A voice hisses in their head.
"Huh?" It looks around, as if it said it in its ear. "Oh dear, spirits do not haunt me please. I am simply looking for my friend!"
<I’m no spirit. I’m just a thri-kreen.> Pch’Ptah stands up and reveals its presence, twitching its antennae slightly. <You don’t smell hostile. What does your friend look like?>
It blinks and jumps back, clearly afraid "Ah! You have a weapon! Were you going to hurt me?!"
<Well I thought you might be a monster. As a ranger, it’s my duty to hunt monsters and stuff. But I’d say I’m more monstrous than you in many ways. I have four arms, you’re just fluffy.>
"Oh my." He says and meanders over a bit closer "Quite sorry, people with weapons scare me." His ears go down a bit, drooping. All of sudden, a rumbling it heard. He puts his hands on his stomach and whimpers "Do you have any food? I have been outside for days and my rations have depleted badly."
TEGINO is training against a tree, attacking it vigorously
Bolan sits on the porch, looking oddly content
Julias sits alone at a table inside, seemingly playing chess agains't himself. Except he isn't moving the black pieces. He's only moving the white. Something else is moving the black.
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Hey, It's me, RaccoonMaster! I'm back! I disappeared for a while there, but now everything's good and I'm trying to get into more games!
I'm a young opera singer, writer, actor, and backpacker from the US South! Pronouns are They/Them, though it's chill.
My Characters: Elsenia Selevarum:The Popular Paladin, Aasimar Noble, Level 5 Paladin of Redemption; Secret: The Awakened Scholar, Tiefling Genie-Touched, Level 3 Abberant Mind Sorcerer
There is the sound of twigs snapping as a furry white ball of something rumbles off a hill and down into the woods. A werewolf, by the looks of it, but it looks more.. doggish? It's ears or less pointed and it's cost is stark white and very very fluffy. It wears black robes in contrast to its stark white fur with a silver sash tied around its waist. It carries, on its hips, a warhammer in the shape of a smiling silver fish with moonstone eyes and a hip satchel which carries a book with a leather sheath.
It stands up, shaking itself off comically, before looking around in a worried manner. "I just saw them.. where did they run off to?"
* h i m *
Out in the woods, Pch’Ptah is marinating on the future and hears the sound of breaking twigs and a faint voice. <Hullo! I’m not alone out here!> It quickly gets up, cautiously taking out its longbow and an arrow, but not nocking it. Quietly, it approaches the source of the noise. Stealth check: 11
The dog-wolf like humanoid sighs and keeps looking around, concerned and confused.
Slowly, Pch’Ptah places the arrow along the bowstring, but doesn’t draw it back just yet. <Identify yourself.> A voice hisses in their head.
"Huh?" It looks around, as if it said it in its ear. "Oh dear, spirits do not haunt me please. I am simply looking for my friend!"
<I’m no spirit. I’m just a thri-kreen.> Pch’Ptah stands up and reveals its presence, twitching its antennae slightly. <You don’t smell hostile. What does your friend look like?>
It blinks and jumps back, clearly afraid "Ah! You have a weapon! Were you going to hurt me?!"
<Well I thought you might be a monster. As a ranger, it’s my duty to hunt monsters and stuff. But I’d say I’m more monstrous than you in many ways. I have four arms, you’re just fluffy.>
"Oh my." He says and meanders over a bit closer "Quite sorry, people with weapons scare me." His ears go down a bit, drooping. All of sudden, a rumbling it heard. He puts his hands on his stomach and whimpers "Do you have any food? I have been outside for days and my rations have depleted badly."
<Yes! Yes I do… at least, if you don’t mind mushrooms and mollusks.> It holds out a few chanterelles and three steamed mussels. <Don’t worry, I’ve prepared them. They’re quite safe and tasty.>
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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.
There is the sound of twigs snapping as a furry white ball of something rumbles off a hill and down into the woods. A werewolf, by the looks of it, but it looks more.. doggish? It's ears or less pointed and it's cost is stark white and very very fluffy. It wears black robes in contrast to its stark white fur with a silver sash tied around its waist. It carries, on its hips, a warhammer in the shape of a smiling silver fish with moonstone eyes and a hip satchel which carries a book with a leather sheath.
It stands up, shaking itself off comically, before looking around in a worried manner. "I just saw them.. where did they run off to?"
* h i m *
Out in the woods, Pch’Ptah is marinating on the future and hears the sound of breaking twigs and a faint voice. <Hullo! I’m not alone out here!> It quickly gets up, cautiously taking out its longbow and an arrow, but not nocking it. Quietly, it approaches the source of the noise. Stealth check: 11
The dog-wolf like humanoid sighs and keeps looking around, concerned and confused.
Slowly, Pch’Ptah places the arrow along the bowstring, but doesn’t draw it back just yet. <Identify yourself.> A voice hisses in their head.
"Huh?" It looks around, as if it said it in its ear. "Oh dear, spirits do not haunt me please. I am simply looking for my friend!"
<I’m no spirit. I’m just a thri-kreen.> Pch’Ptah stands up and reveals its presence, twitching its antennae slightly. <You don’t smell hostile. What does your friend look like?>
It blinks and jumps back, clearly afraid "Ah! You have a weapon! Were you going to hurt me?!"
<Well I thought you might be a monster. As a ranger, it’s my duty to hunt monsters and stuff. But I’d say I’m more monstrous than you in many ways. I have four arms, you’re just fluffy.>
"Oh my." He says and meanders over a bit closer "Quite sorry, people with weapons scare me." His ears go down a bit, drooping. All of sudden, a rumbling it heard. He puts his hands on his stomach and whimpers "Do you have any food? I have been outside for days and my rations have depleted badly."
<Yes! Yes I do… at least, if you don’t mind mushrooms and mollusks.> It holds out a few chanterelles and three steamed mussels. <Don’t worry, I’ve prepared them. They’re quite safe and tasty.>
He wags his tail and licks his chops "Thank you kind bug sir." He says and bows.
<Yes! Yes I do… at least, if you don’t mind mushrooms and mollusks.> It holds out a few chanterelles and three steamed mussels. <Don’t worry, I’ve prepared them. They’re quite safe and tasty.>
He wags his tail and licks his chops "Thank you kind bug sir." He says and bows.
<No problem whatsoever. I’m Pch’Ptah. Who might you be?>
*I’m gonna have to get off for the night unfortunately*
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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.
<Yes! Yes I do… at least, if you don’t mind mushrooms and mollusks.> It holds out a few chanterelles and three steamed mussels. <Don’t worry, I’ve prepared them. They’re quite safe and tasty.>
He wags his tail and licks his chops "Thank you kind bug sir." He says and bows.
<No problem whatsoever. I’m Pch’Ptah. Who might you be?>
*I’m gonna have to get off for the night unfortunately*
This gets a laugh out if the wizard, "I dint mind taking my time"
"Yeah, I'm sure."
<Well I thought you might be a monster. As a ranger, it’s my duty to hunt monsters and stuff. But I’d say I’m more monstrous than you in many ways. I have four arms, you’re just fluffy.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Good." He purrs and nuzzles them.
It seems to nod and stay completely still.
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
"Oh my." He says and meanders over a bit closer "Quite sorry, people with weapons scare me." His ears go down a bit, drooping. All of sudden, a rumbling it heard. He puts his hands on his stomach and whimpers "Do you have any food? I have been outside for days and my rations have depleted badly."
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
Ani smiles, nuzzling back, "You make me feel fuzzy, it's nice."
Rory just sits there, leaning on them
TEGINO is training against a tree, attacking it vigorously
Bolan sits on the porch, looking oddly content
Julias sits alone at a table inside, seemingly playing chess agains't himself. Except he isn't moving the black pieces. He's only moving the white. Something else is moving the black.
Hey, It's me, RaccoonMaster! I'm back! I disappeared for a while there, but now everything's good and I'm trying to get into more games!
I'm a young opera singer, writer, actor, and backpacker from the US South! Pronouns are They/Them, though it's chill.
My Characters: Elsenia Selevarum: The Popular Paladin, Aasimar Noble, Level 5 Paladin of Redemption; Secret: The Awakened Scholar, Tiefling Genie-Touched, Level 3 Abberant Mind Sorcerer
Hope to see you around!
<Yes! Yes I do… at least, if you don’t mind mushrooms and mollusks.> It holds out a few chanterelles and three steamed mussels. <Don’t worry, I’ve prepared them. They’re quite safe and tasty.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I like making people feel that way. It means they feel cared for."
"May I ask a question?"
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 wags his tail and licks his chops "Thank you kind bug sir." He says and bows.
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
<No problem whatsoever. I’m Pch’Ptah. Who might you be?>
*I’m gonna have to get off for the night unfortunately*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Hmm, do you feel cared for?" He asks curiously
"Sure... I don't mind." He nods
*Okie dokie!*
"Aonghus Byrne! Pleasure to meet you!'
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 "When I'm with you, always."
"Why do you do all this?"
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
*cut thread*
Xan's response makes the wizard more flustered, burying his face in his hands, "I-I'm glad."
"If I didn't do this, do you think anyone else would?" He asks
Xan raises a brow "You okay? Was that too much?"
"Yes." He says bluntly.
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 shakes his head, hugging them, "No, I've just never liked a person like this before" He says softly
He sighs, "Well, sometimes you can have faith, but I don't want to do nothing when I could be doing something."
"Ah, sorry." He pulled away and rubbed the back of his neck "I.. like you too."
"Ah.." he nods and sighs
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
Aonghus is munching on strawberry and crunchy peanut butter PB&J's while sketching pictures of small baby animals.
Will is sleeping outside, in a tree. He is bundled in layers of jackets and blankets.
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
*Good morning you lot*
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
*good morning wendi. RP?*
*Like elsewhere believe me roshavek is BORING to interact with*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.