Lord's Rest Inn

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Jefferson is humming 'Back in Black' to himself as he stands over a sizzling pan of bananas, expertly caramelizing them to perfection. The restaurant is buzzing with activity, as the breakfast rush is in full swing. Customers are filing in, eagerly waiting to be seated, while the staff frantically rushes around to take orders, refill glasses and serving food. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, sizzling bacon and sweet caramelized bananas fills the air, adding to the energetic and lively atmosphere of the bustling restaurant.

Belladonna and Simona, two mystics with expertise in the dark arts, are currently stationed outside and are offering their services to anyone who desires to seek blessings from the dark gods. These blessings are believed to bring good fortune, protection, and an overall increase in power to the recipient. Belladonna is dressed in light white robes, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders and green eyes assessing people who stand before Simona, who is dressed in thick black robes and a halo of white flowers. 

Angel, a fashion designer, is sitting outside on a cozy and sunny morning. He has a steaming cup of coffee in his hand and a sketchbook on his lap. With a pencil in hand, he is meticulously sketching out a new idea for a dress, paying attention to every detail in the design. The soft breeze is gently blowing his short black hair. Angel is so engrossed in his work that he hardly notices anything around him.

 

 Slowly walking down the road in a leather jacket, white t-shirt, black jeans, and red combat boots is a young man. He has messy white hair, a pierced ear and lip with small hoops through them, and warm hazel eyes. Over his shoulder is a sword and he carries himself with an air of casualness. He smiles a bit as he walks, his incisors very sharp. Ban sees this and steps into the shadows, watching through narrowed eyes.

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*Annnnd here's my character*

Slowly walking down the road in a leather jacket, white t-shirt, black jeans, and red combat boots is a young man. He has messy white hair, a pierced ear and lip with small hoops through them, and warm hazel eyes. Over his shoulder is a sword and he carries himself with an air of casualness. He smiles a bit as he walks, his incisors very sharp.

A loud clanking and stomping noise echoes not far from the road.

 He tilts his head, heading towards the noise.

A minotaur in ragged armor with dark blue stones chained to his wide horns is examining a fallen tree.

 "Huh...cool." Ban mumbles, walking forwards.

*Yes, I'm keeping the name and his sin the same. deal with it*

*it’s a moot point as i never watched seven deadly sins*

Threksos doesn’t seem to notice him.

 *mn, good show, u should watch it*

Ban walks over and stands next to him. "So what did the tree do to you man?"

*sadly, i have been deprived of the power to enjoy movies or television…*

Threksos flinches and whips around, drawing out his axe. “WHO IS THERE?!” He roars.

 *Felt*

"Dude are you blind?" he grumbles. "I'm right next to you."

*i like to write reviews of everything i watch but it has adverse affects*

Threksos puts the axe back but doesn’t lower his guard. “Who are you?”

 *Ah*

"Names Ban. Fox sin of Greed." he says with a smile, showing off his sharp teeth.

*namely in relation to megamind 2*

“…you are a demon?”

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*Annnnd here's my character*

Slowly walking down the road in a leather jacket, white t-shirt, black jeans, and red combat boots is a young man. He has messy white hair, a pierced ear and lip with small hoops through them, and warm hazel eyes. Over his shoulder is a sword and he carries himself with an air of casualness. He smiles a bit as he walks, his incisors very sharp.

A loud clanking and stomping noise echoes not far from the road.

 He tilts his head, heading towards the noise.

A minotaur in ragged armor with dark blue stones chained to his wide horns is examining a fallen tree.

 "Huh...cool." Ban mumbles, walking forwards.

*Yes, I'm keeping the name and his sin the same. deal with it*

*it’s a moot point as i never watched seven deadly sins*

Threksos doesn’t seem to notice him.

 *mn, good show, u should watch it*

Ban walks over and stands next to him. "So what did the tree do to you man?"

*sadly, i have been deprived of the power to enjoy movies or television…*

Threksos flinches and whips around, drawing out his axe. “WHO IS THERE?!” He roars.

 *Felt*

"Dude are you blind?" he grumbles. "I'm right next to you."

*i like to write reviews of everything i watch but it has adverse affects*

Threksos puts the axe back but doesn’t lower his guard. “Who are you?”

 *Ah*

"Names Ban. Fox sin of Greed." he says with a smile, showing off his sharp teeth.

*namely in relation to megamind 2*

“…you are a demon?”

 *Garbage thing that was*

"Nah...maybe."

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Jefferson is humming 'Back in Black' to himself as he stands over a sizzling pan of bananas, expertly caramelizing them to perfection. The restaurant is buzzing with activity, as the breakfast rush is in full swing. Customers are filing in, eagerly waiting to be seated, while the staff frantically rushes around to take orders, refill glasses and serving food. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, sizzling bacon and sweet caramelized bananas fills the air, adding to the energetic and lively atmosphere of the bustling restaurant.

Belladonna and Simona, two mystics with expertise in the dark arts, are currently stationed outside and are offering their services to anyone who desires to seek blessings from the dark gods. These blessings are believed to bring good fortune, protection, and an overall increase in power to the recipient. Belladonna is dressed in light white robes, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders and green eyes assessing people who stand before Simona, who is dressed in thick black robes and a halo of white flowers. 

Angel, a fashion designer, is sitting outside on a cozy and sunny morning. He has a steaming cup of coffee in his hand and a sketchbook on his lap. With a pencil in hand, he is meticulously sketching out a new idea for a dress, paying attention to every detail in the design. The soft breeze is gently blowing his short black hair. Angel is so engrossed in his work that he hardly notices anything around him.

 

 Slowly walking down the road in a leather jacket, white t-shirt, black jeans, and red combat boots is a young man. He has messy white hair, a pierced ear and lip with small hoops through them, and warm hazel eyes. Over his shoulder is a sword and he carries himself with an air of casualness. He smiles a bit as he walks, his incisors very sharp. Ban sees this and steps into the shadows, watching through narrowed eyes.

 Simona raises an eyebrow, watching silently. Belladona snorts and closes her book.

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