*i chipped the back of my front tooth but otherwise fine*
*That's sad to hear. Mmm... to introduce a new character or not, that is the question*
*introduce*
A purple furred tabaxi walks into the tavern. On their hip is a bag of holding, their clothes are worn and used, with a vampiric bite mark on their neck. The artificer looks around, before sitting down and ordering a drink
Truesight reveals the fur is an illusion
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*i chipped the back of my front tooth but otherwise fine*
*That's sad to hear. Mmm... to introduce a new character or not, that is the question*
*introduce*
A purple furred tabaxi walks into the tavern. On their hip is a bag of holding, their clothes are worn and used, with a vampiric bite mark on their neck. The artificer looks around, before sitting down and ordering a drink
Truesight reveals the fur is an illusion
*oh my*
Mauric (also a tabaxi but you knew that) smiles at them. “Welcome to the inn stranger! What’s your name?”
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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.
*i chipped the back of my front tooth but otherwise fine*
*That's sad to hear. Mmm... to introduce a new character or not, that is the question*
*introduce*
A purple furred tabaxi walks into the tavern. On their hip is a bag of holding, their clothes are worn and used, with a vampiric bite mark on their neck. The artificer looks around, before sitting down and ordering a drink
Truesight reveals the fur is an illusion
*oh my*
Mauric (also a tabaxi but you knew that) smiles at them. “Welcome to the inn stranger! What’s your name?”
They smile back at them. "Yacatl, speedster. Who might you be?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*i chipped the back of my front tooth but otherwise fine*
*That's sad to hear. Mmm... to introduce a new character or not, that is the question*
*introduce*
A purple furred tabaxi walks into the tavern. On their hip is a bag of holding, their clothes are worn and used, with a vampiric bite mark on their neck. The artificer looks around, before sitting down and ordering a drink
Truesight reveals the fur is an illusion
*oh my*
Mauric (also a tabaxi but you knew that) smiles at them. “Welcome to the inn stranger! What’s your name?”
They smile back at them. "Yacatl, speedster. Who might you be?"
“Mauric Tabrahain. I’m a chef!”
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
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 chipped the back of my front tooth but otherwise fine*
*That's sad to hear. Mmm... to introduce a new character or not, that is the question*
*introduce*
A purple furred tabaxi walks into the tavern. On their hip is a bag of holding, their clothes are worn and used, with a vampiric bite mark on their neck. The artificer looks around, before sitting down and ordering a drink
Truesight reveals the fur is an illusion
*oh my*
Mauric (also a tabaxi but you knew that) smiles at them. “Welcome to the inn stranger! What’s your name?”
They smile back at them. "Yacatl, speedster. Who might you be?"
“Mauric Tabrahain. I’m a chef!”
"Pleasure to meet you. You work here?" They ask, exstending a hand to shake
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*i chipped the back of my front tooth but otherwise fine*
*That's sad to hear. Mmm... to introduce a new character or not, that is the question*
*introduce*
A purple furred tabaxi walks into the tavern. On their hip is a bag of holding, their clothes are worn and used, with a vampiric bite mark on their neck. The artificer looks around, before sitting down and ordering a drink
Truesight reveals the fur is an illusion
*oh my*
Mauric (also a tabaxi but you knew that) smiles at them. “Welcome to the inn stranger! What’s your name?”
They smile back at them. "Yacatl, speedster. Who might you be?"
“Mauric Tabrahain. I’m a chef!”
"Pleasure to meet you. You work here?" They ask, exstending a hand to shake
“No. I work at a small restaurant in town. But I’ve always thought about working here.” He shakes their hand.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
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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*Hi. How are you doing?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*i chipped the back of my front tooth but otherwise fine*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*That's sad to hear. Mmm... to introduce a new character or not, that is the question*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*introduce*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A purple furred tabaxi walks into the tavern. On their hip is a bag of holding, their clothes are worn and used, with a vampiric bite mark on their neck. The artificer looks around, before sitting down and ordering a drink
Truesight reveals the fur is an illusion
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*oh my*
Mauric (also a tabaxi but you knew that) smiles at them. “Welcome to the inn stranger! What’s your name?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(hello)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
They smile back at them. "Yacatl, speedster. Who might you be?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“Mauric Tabrahain. I’m a chef!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*buzzes*
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
(AH- Firing tactical Laser!)
Life's amusing and it knows
(hey Lawrence)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*AHAHAHHAA!! I AM A GOD*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*passed the calc test?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Got a 68 but that's besides the point. I just smacked around a bunch of random kids in super smash bros ultimate*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*oh that’s even better. Who do you main?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Pleasure to meet you. You work here?" They ask, exstending a hand to shake
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
(I suck at smash lol)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*cloud*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“No. I work at a small restaurant in town. But I’ve always thought about working here.” He shakes their hand.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.