He looks up from the notebook “Of course it’s good, I told you as much, and I don’t lie that often anymore. I’m just keeping track of my harvest, and what I use up before the next harvest. I’m a good gardener.”
His orginazation puts her ingredient chart to shame. She smiles softly, paw on his shoulder. "Oh, that's interesting... where are these plants at anyway?" She says, taking another bite of the omelet.
“Only a little bit away from here actually. I would show you, but it’s pretty barren at the moment actually.” He closes the notebook, putting it into the his open cloak’s pocket “Tell me more about yourself, I feel like you’ve practically seen my soul at this point.” He says proud of his own pun.
"Well... i'm 27... I like to read.. a lot. I like... waffles, a lot.. I will admit it, they are my down fall.... uhhh, my brother... married our mom... What else..? Oh, have you ever eaten crickets?"
He blinks confused for a moment “Wait, I’m older than you? I’m 28.” She can see that he is having a quick breakdown behind his eyes before snapping back “Oh that’s interest, not yet, I should learn how to make waffles.”
"Do not learn to make waffles. I will die before you, and it wont be fun."
“Learn how to make waffles it is, for your sake I’ll have to. If I plan on marrying you, and trust me I do, then I would have to.”
"Do you want me to get fatter? Is that it?" She huffs, putting her hands on her hips and looking down
“I would say something, but you can’t improve on perfection can you?” He doesn’t look at her, tapping the scars on his chest one by one.
She blushes as she grabs his hand with her paw, sighing "I'm sorry... I just.. I think I wanna stay at the size I am, I cant afford to buy new clothes again.."
He smiles widely and looks up, tipping his wide brimmed hat so she can see his eyes “Oh don’t apologize to me, it’s not like I haven’t heard it before. If you want to stay that shape you want hear me complain.”
She holds his face with one paw while holding the hat back with the other, smiling as she looks into his eyes... "So pretty...Anyway, y'wanna head back?... or do you want help cleaning up?"
He stands up, putting his hand to her’s “Wherever you go I’d happily follow. Oh I am such a romantic, I need to stop sometimes.” He takes his things and puts them in the sink before going to the room.
He looks up from the notebook “Of course it’s good, I told you as much, and I don’t lie that often anymore. I’m just keeping track of my harvest, and what I use up before the next harvest. I’m a good gardener.”
His orginazation puts her ingredient chart to shame. She smiles softly, paw on his shoulder. "Oh, that's interesting... where are these plants at anyway?" She says, taking another bite of the omelet.
“Only a little bit away from here actually. I would show you, but it’s pretty barren at the moment actually.” He closes the notebook, putting it into the his open cloak’s pocket “Tell me more about yourself, I feel like you’ve practically seen my soul at this point.” He says proud of his own pun.
"Well... i'm 27... I like to read.. a lot. I like... waffles, a lot.. I will admit it, they are my down fall.... uhhh, my brother... married our mom... What else..? Oh, have you ever eaten crickets?"
He blinks confused for a moment “Wait, I’m older than you? I’m 28.” She can see that he is having a quick breakdown behind his eyes before snapping back “Oh that’s interest, not yet, I should learn how to make waffles.”
"Do not learn to make waffles. I will die before you, and it wont be fun."
“Learn how to make waffles it is, for your sake I’ll have to. If I plan on marrying you, and trust me I do, then I would have to.”
"Do you want me to get fatter? Is that it?" She huffs, putting her hands on her hips and looking down
“I would say something, but you can’t improve on perfection can you?” He doesn’t look at her, tapping the scars on his chest one by one.
She blushes as she grabs his hand with her paw, sighing "I'm sorry... I just.. I think I wanna stay at the size I am, I cant afford to buy new clothes again.."
He smiles widely and looks up, tipping his wide brimmed hat so she can see his eyes “Oh don’t apologize to me, it’s not like I haven’t heard it before. If you want to stay that shape you want hear me complain.”
She holds his face with one paw while holding the hat back with the other, smiling as she looks into his eyes... "So pretty...Anyway, y'wanna head back?... or do you want help cleaning up?"
He stands up, putting his hand to her’s “Wherever you go I’d happily follow. Oh I am such a romantic, I need to stop sometimes.” He takes his things and puts them in the sink before going to the room.
She scoffs and scoops him up as she overtakes him, climbing the stairs with him delicately balanced on her shoulder until she reaches her room. She opens the door and walks in, settling in to the recliner "Mmm.. full momma.. good food, good company.. good wine.."
He doesn’t complain as he is picked up, now resting on her shoulder “Oh, this is an unexpected outcome. I have now found myself on the shoulder of a giant bunny woman, and I couldn’t be happier.” He says before worming his way into her lap, resting horizontally on the recliner.
He looks up from the notebook “Of course it’s good, I told you as much, and I don’t lie that often anymore. I’m just keeping track of my harvest, and what I use up before the next harvest. I’m a good gardener.”
His orginazation puts her ingredient chart to shame. She smiles softly, paw on his shoulder. "Oh, that's interesting... where are these plants at anyway?" She says, taking another bite of the omelet.
“Only a little bit away from here actually. I would show you, but it’s pretty barren at the moment actually.” He closes the notebook, putting it into the his open cloak’s pocket “Tell me more about yourself, I feel like you’ve practically seen my soul at this point.” He says proud of his own pun.
"Well... i'm 27... I like to read.. a lot. I like... waffles, a lot.. I will admit it, they are my down fall.... uhhh, my brother... married our mom... What else..? Oh, have you ever eaten crickets?"
*hol up*
*where are we pausing, jobah?*
*second to last*
*do not question the Herangon...*
*already questioned*
*are you jealous because you cant get the Herangon?*
*not me, but one of my characters is a notorious furry. I’d intro him but his culinary aspects would be redundant considering Mauric.*
*intro him and I will dig into my archives to find a perfect match*
*I mean I may just play a future version of him that merges the concept of his magic ring with my unused Hexblade concept. I think that’d work pretty well.*
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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.
She scoffs and scoops him up as she overtakes him, climbing the stairs with him delicately balanced on her shoulder until she reaches her room. She opens the door and walks in, settling in to the recliner "Mmm.. full momma.. good food, good company.. good wine.."
He doesn’t complain as he is picked up, now resting on her shoulder “Oh, this is an unexpected outcome. I have now found myself on the shoulder of a giant bunny woman, and I couldn’t be happier.” He says before worming his way into her lap, resting horizontally on the recliner.
"Happy enough you could die?" She says jokingly, leaning a bit to get a secondary blanket for him to cover up with "You could get a lil closer, y'know.." Saphuno whispers gently as she rests her paws on his chest
He leans into her even more, nuzzling against her soft fur, his chest radiating a soft infernal warm, as Damian begins to fall asleep, mumbling to himself.
She scoffs and scoops him up as she overtakes him, climbing the stairs with him delicately balanced on her shoulder until she reaches her room. She opens the door and walks in, settling in to the recliner "Mmm.. full momma.. good food, good company.. good wine.."
He doesn’t complain as he is picked up, now resting on her shoulder “Oh, this is an unexpected outcome. I have now found myself on the shoulder of a giant bunny woman, and I couldn’t be happier.” He says before worming his way into her lap, resting horizontally on the recliner.
"Happy enough you could die?" She says jokingly, leaning a bit to get a secondary blanket for him to cover up with "You could get a lil closer, y'know.." Saphuno whispers gently as she rests her paws on his chest
He leans into her even more, nuzzling against her soft fur, his chest radiating a soft infernal warm, as Damian begins to fall asleep, mumbling to himself.
She coos gently as he snuggles closer, pulling him closer, her paws resting on his back. She leans down and kisses the top of his head before leaning back, extending the recliner.
"'not a puppy' my ass... cutie~"
*And that’s the end of the rp unless you say otherwise, Damian has successfully bagged the milf in one interaction. He has ascended beyond the regular Heart throb.*
She scoffs and scoops him up as she overtakes him, climbing the stairs with him delicately balanced on her shoulder until she reaches her room. She opens the door and walks in, settling in to the recliner "Mmm.. full momma.. good food, good company.. good wine.."
He doesn’t complain as he is picked up, now resting on her shoulder “Oh, this is an unexpected outcome. I have now found myself on the shoulder of a giant bunny woman, and I couldn’t be happier.” He says before worming his way into her lap, resting horizontally on the recliner.
"Happy enough you could die?" She says jokingly, leaning a bit to get a secondary blanket for him to cover up with "You could get a lil closer, y'know.." Saphuno whispers gently as she rests her paws on his chest
He leans into her even more, nuzzling against her soft fur, his chest radiating a soft infernal warm, as Damian begins to fall asleep, mumbling to himself.
She coos gently as he snuggles closer, pulling him closer, her paws resting on his back. She leans down and kisses the top of his head before leaning back, extending the recliner.
"'not a puppy' my ass... cutie~"
*And that’s the end of the rp unless you say otherwise, Damian has successfully bagged the milf in one interaction. He has ascended beyond the regular Heart throb.*
*oooh wait until he wakes up with a collar in his back pocket*
*This is the moment Damian has been waiting his entire life for, someone as crazy as him.*
She scoffs and scoops him up as she overtakes him, climbing the stairs with him delicately balanced on her shoulder until she reaches her room. She opens the door and walks in, settling in to the recliner "Mmm.. full momma.. good food, good company.. good wine.."
He doesn’t complain as he is picked up, now resting on her shoulder “Oh, this is an unexpected outcome. I have now found myself on the shoulder of a giant bunny woman, and I couldn’t be happier.” He says before worming his way into her lap, resting horizontally on the recliner.
"Happy enough you could die?" She says jokingly, leaning a bit to get a secondary blanket for him to cover up with "You could get a lil closer, y'know.." Saphuno whispers gently as she rests her paws on his chest
He leans into her even more, nuzzling against her soft fur, his chest radiating a soft infernal warm, as Damian begins to fall asleep, mumbling to himself.
She coos gently as he snuggles closer, pulling him closer, her paws resting on his back. She leans down and kisses the top of his head before leaning back, extending the recliner.
"'not a puppy' my ass... cutie~"
*And that’s the end of the rp unless you say otherwise, Damian has successfully bagged the milf in one interaction. He has ascended beyond the regular Heart throb.*
*oooh wait until he wakes up with a collar in his back pocket*
*This is the moment Damian has been waiting his entire life for, someone as crazy as him.*
*these interactions boutta go crazy, might break some rules ong*
*Ah you could always do pms, imagine them on an adventure to get Damian’s soul fixed.*
A russet-skinned esshiri man in a crisp tan tunic and leather slacks enters the Inn. He has curly hair, a faint beard, and a severely scarred left eye and cheek, as though slashed by some kind of large talon. At his belt is a shortsword with a silvery ring fused to the pommel.
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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.
She scoffs and scoops him up as she overtakes him, climbing the stairs with him delicately balanced on her shoulder until she reaches her room. She opens the door and walks in, settling in to the recliner "Mmm.. full momma.. good food, good company.. good wine.."
He doesn’t complain as he is picked up, now resting on her shoulder “Oh, this is an unexpected outcome. I have now found myself on the shoulder of a giant bunny woman, and I couldn’t be happier.” He says before worming his way into her lap, resting horizontally on the recliner.
"Happy enough you could die?" She says jokingly, leaning a bit to get a secondary blanket for him to cover up with "You could get a lil closer, y'know.." Saphuno whispers gently as she rests her paws on his chest
He leans into her even more, nuzzling against her soft fur, his chest radiating a soft infernal warm, as Damian begins to fall asleep, mumbling to himself.
She coos gently as he snuggles closer, pulling him closer, her paws resting on his back. She leans down and kisses the top of his head before leaning back, extending the recliner.
"'not a puppy' my ass... cutie~"
*And that’s the end of the rp unless you say otherwise, Damian has successfully bagged the milf in one interaction. He has ascended beyond the regular Heart throb.*
*oooh wait until he wakes up with a collar in his back pocket*
*This is the moment Damian has been waiting his entire life for, someone as crazy as him.*
*these interactions boutta go crazy, might break some rules ong*
*Ah you could always do pms, imagine them on an adventure to get Damian’s soul fixed.*
He stands up, putting his hand to her’s “Wherever you go I’d happily follow. Oh I am such a romantic, I need to stop sometimes.” He takes his things and puts them in the sink before going to the room.
He doesn’t complain as he is picked up, now resting on her shoulder “Oh, this is an unexpected outcome. I have now found myself on the shoulder of a giant bunny woman, and I couldn’t be happier.” He says before worming his way into her lap, resting horizontally on the recliner.
*I mean I may just play a future version of him that merges the concept of his magic ring with my unused Hexblade concept. I think that’d work pretty well.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He leans into her even more, nuzzling against her soft fur, his chest radiating a soft infernal warm, as Damian begins to fall asleep, mumbling to himself.
*And that’s the end of the rp unless you say otherwise, Damian has successfully bagged the milf in one interaction. He has ascended beyond the regular Heart throb.*
*This is the moment Damian has been waiting his entire life for, someone as crazy as him.*
*Ah you could always do pms, imagine them on an adventure to get Damian’s soul fixed.*
*Oh yeah, it’s Klei time*
A russet-skinned esshiri man in a crisp tan tunic and leather slacks enters the Inn. He has curly hair, a faint beard, and a severely scarred left eye and cheek, as though slashed by some kind of large talon. At his belt is a shortsword with a silvery ring fused to the pommel.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Well we can do that next rp with them both.*
*imagine walking into the Lord’s Rest Inn, a prelude to any grand adventure, and just immediately seeing this unfold in front of you lmao*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.