"My sacrifice was necessary for our relationship. The amount of wood I would need to keep the forges running at current efficiency would crush your forests faster than you could replant them, and I know how fast you can do that. I've been using laborers from the plane of fire to run the forges anyway. I very much appreciate the gesture, and it would save me lots of money, but money is not as much a concern to me as your well-being."
"William, may I... well... could I prepare a dish for you using your ingredients? Minotaur stroganoff, perhaps? I want to show you my skill level so you can identify the areas where I need to improve."
She taps her nails against the window before turning to him "I want to." She states "F-for you."
"Of course. I would love it. Food is a love language to me you see... Well cooked eggs mean I love you.. sandwiches cut just right, I would give up my soul.. burnt toast means go die.. so many different ways to expression emotion through food." He says and sits down on the floor, head leaned back against the cupboards.
He shakes his head. "To feed entire forests to the grinder that is Groupercorp would hurt you. That would hurt me." He puts his hands in hers. "I appreciate your offer, but I reject it. If you must make a sacrifice, perhaps you should rethink the purpose of a relationship. We sacrifice for each other, not because we want to, but because we have to. Your mother... she asked too much of you." He looks her directly in the eyes. "You want to make a sacrifice, do you? Rest. For me. No work, no violence. I'll handle what you need doing."
The strugel nods. "Food is a medium like any art, but it stimulates the most senses, so it must be the most precise." He rushes off, moving with startling speed and dexterity. William gets the feeling this little man could bowl over an ogre if they dared stand in his way. He works quickly, but confidently. The use of spices is minimal, just enough to accent the taste of the flesh. He returns in less than a half-hour with the dish in hand, placing it before William. "Please enjoy, sir." Cook's Utensil's check: 30 + 4
Tycho is enjoying the morning, eating a sandwhich he bought at a stall
Georgie is playing with his plushies out in a field
-free choice, i have no clue who to use here atm-
Yuri approaches Georgie, waving "Hello dear! How are you?"
He smiles at her, "Hi miss Yuri! I'm doing well, how are you?"
"I am.. happy. I am well." She says and sits down with him and looks at the stuffies "Who are these lovely folk?"
"Thats good," he smiles, looking at the plushes, "These are my friends. My nana made them when i was littler."
"They are adorable if I may say." She said, gently picking up one.
Theres one thats a wolf and the other that is a bobcat or displacer beast looking creature, both being more humanoid. Georgie smiles, "Thanks, they've kept me company through the trip here and since i started staying in the inn"
"My sacrifice was necessary for our relationship. The amount of wood I would need to keep the forges running at current efficiency would crush your forests faster than you could replant them, and I know how fast you can do that. I've been using laborers from the plane of fire to run the forges anyway. I very much appreciate the gesture, and it would save me lots of money, but money is not as much a concern to me as your well-being."
"William, may I... well... could I prepare a dish for you using your ingredients? Minotaur stroganoff, perhaps? I want to show you my skill level so you can identify the areas where I need to improve."
She taps her nails against the window before turning to him "I want to." She states "F-for you."
"Of course. I would love it. Food is a love language to me you see... Well cooked eggs mean I love you.. sandwiches cut just right, I would give up my soul.. burnt toast means go die.. so many different ways to expression emotion through food." He says and sits down on the floor, head leaned back against the cupboards.
He shakes his head. "To feed entire forests to the grinder that is Groupercorp would hurt you. That would hurt me." He puts his hands in hers. "I appreciate your offer, but I reject it. If you must make a sacrifice, perhaps you should rethink the purpose of a relationship. We sacrifice for each other, not because we want to, but because we have to. Your mother... she asked too much of you." He looks her directly in the eyes. "You want to make a sacrifice, do you? Rest. For me. No work, no violence. I'll handle what you need doing."
The strugel nods. "Food is a medium like any art, but it stimulates the most senses, so it must be the most precise." He rushes off, moving with startling speed and dexterity. William gets the feeling this little man could bowl over an ogre if they dared stand in his way. He works quickly, but confidently. The use of spices is minimal, just enough to accent the taste of the flesh. He returns in less than a half-hour with the dish in hand, placing it before William. "Please enjoy, sir." Cook's Utensil's check: 29 + 4
She kisses his forehead. She looks guilty for a moment, shiftinh from one foot to the other "I am afraid I get a bit stir crazy when I am not doing something. It gets repetitive having tea and talking to creatures some days.." she said.
William, for the first time ever, uses some emotion and affectionately ruffles their fur. He then slowly eats it. He may be starving but he refuses not to savor every bite.
Tycho is enjoying the morning, eating a sandwhich he bought at a stall
Georgie is playing with his plushies out in a field
-free choice, i have no clue who to use here atm-
Yuri approaches Georgie, waving "Hello dear! How are you?"
He smiles at her, "Hi miss Yuri! I'm doing well, how are you?"
"I am.. happy. I am well." She says and sits down with him and looks at the stuffies "Who are these lovely folk?"
"Thats good," he smiles, looking at the plushes, "These are my friends. My nana made them when i was littler."
"They are adorable if I may say." She said, gently picking up one.
Theres one thats a wolf and the other that is a bobcat or displacer beast looking creature, both being more humanoid. Georgie smiles, "Thanks, they've kept me company through the trip here and since i started staying in the inn"
"What is your favorite animal?" She asks, tilting her head.
Tycho is enjoying the morning, eating a sandwhich he bought at a stall
Georgie is playing with his plushies out in a field
-free choice, i have no clue who to use here atm-
Yuri approaches Georgie, waving "Hello dear! How are you?"
He smiles at her, "Hi miss Yuri! I'm doing well, how are you?"
"I am.. happy. I am well." She says and sits down with him and looks at the stuffies "Who are these lovely folk?"
"Thats good," he smiles, looking at the plushes, "These are my friends. My nana made them when i was littler."
"They are adorable if I may say." She said, gently picking up one.
Theres one thats a wolf and the other that is a bobcat or displacer beast looking creature, both being more humanoid. Georgie smiles, "Thanks, they've kept me company through the trip here and since i started staying in the inn"
"What is your favorite animal?" She asks, tilting her head.
"Well, it'd be hard to choose one, but wolves and bigcats have been some of my favorites" he says, picking up the other plush
Tycho is enjoying the morning, eating a sandwhich he bought at a stall
Georgie is playing with his plushies out in a field
-free choice, i have no clue who to use here atm-
Yuri approaches Georgie, waving "Hello dear! How are you?"
He smiles at her, "Hi miss Yuri! I'm doing well, how are you?"
"I am.. happy. I am well." She says and sits down with him and looks at the stuffies "Who are these lovely folk?"
"Thats good," he smiles, looking at the plushes, "These are my friends. My nana made them when i was littler."
"They are adorable if I may say." She said, gently picking up one.
Theres one thats a wolf and the other that is a bobcat or displacer beast looking creature, both being more humanoid. Georgie smiles, "Thanks, they've kept me company through the trip here and since i started staying in the inn"
"What is your favorite animal?" She asks, tilting her head.
"Well, it'd be hard to choose one, but wolves and bigcats have been some of my favorites" he says, picking up the other plush
She smiles and shape shifts into a white wolf with green eyes.
He shakes his head. "To feed entire forests to the grinder that is Groupercorp would hurt you. That would hurt me." He puts his hands in hers. "I appreciate your offer, but I reject it. If you must make a sacrifice, perhaps you should rethink the purpose of a relationship. We sacrifice for each other, not because we want to, but because we have to. Your mother... she asked too much of you." He looks her directly in the eyes. "You want to make a sacrifice, do you? Rest. For me. No work, no violence. I'll handle what you need doing."
The strugel nods. "Food is a medium like any art, but it stimulates the most senses, so it must be the most precise." He rushes off, moving with startling speed and dexterity. William gets the feeling this little man could bowl over an ogre if they dared stand in his way. He works quickly, but confidently. The use of spices is minimal, just enough to accent the taste of the flesh. He returns in less than a half-hour with the dish in hand, placing it before William. "Please enjoy, sir." Cook's Utensil's check: 29 + 4
She kisses his forehead. She looks guilty for a moment, shiftinh from one foot to the other "I am afraid I get a bit stir crazy when I am not doing something. It gets repetitive having tea and talking to creatures some days.." she said.
William, for the first time ever, uses some emotion and affectionately ruffles their fur. He then slowly eats it. He may be starving but he refuses not to savor every bite.
"Rest need not be boring. Ever been to a theme park? Maybe the Witchlight Carnival can provide some fun for you. Watch some films. Learn a trade. I can get you anything."
"Is it good, sir?" He has big puppy dog eyes that just happen to be empty pink spirals. "I tried to go for something simple, but I'm worried that might have been the wrong choice... it may be considered flaunting my weak fundamentals. Wait, no. I'm being truly honest with my skill level, and you deserve nothing less." He seems suddenly confident again. "It's not my best dish, but I have filled the order to the best of my current ability."
Tycho is enjoying the morning, eating a sandwhich he bought at a stall
Georgie is playing with his plushies out in a field
-free choice, i have no clue who to use here atm-
Yuri approaches Georgie, waving "Hello dear! How are you?"
He smiles at her, "Hi miss Yuri! I'm doing well, how are you?"
"I am.. happy. I am well." She says and sits down with him and looks at the stuffies "Who are these lovely folk?"
"Thats good," he smiles, looking at the plushes, "These are my friends. My nana made them when i was littler."
"They are adorable if I may say." She said, gently picking up one.
Theres one thats a wolf and the other that is a bobcat or displacer beast looking creature, both being more humanoid. Georgie smiles, "Thanks, they've kept me company through the trip here and since i started staying in the inn"
"What is your favorite animal?" She asks, tilting her head.
"Well, it'd be hard to choose one, but wolves and bigcats have been some of my favorites" he says, picking up the other plush
She smiles and shape shifts into a white wolf with green eyes.
He gasps, "Shapeshift?" He says with a whimsical tone
*Anybody wanna rp?*
"Thats good," he smiles, looking at the plushes, "These are my friends. My nana made them when i was littler."
*Course. William is planning to kill Damian's girl because she was rude to him.*
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
"They are adorable if I may say." She said, gently picking up one.
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. "To feed entire forests to the grinder that is Groupercorp would hurt you. That would hurt me." He puts his hands in hers. "I appreciate your offer, but I reject it. If you must make a sacrifice, perhaps you should rethink the purpose of a relationship. We sacrifice for each other, not because we want to, but because we have to. Your mother... she asked too much of you." He looks her directly in the eyes. "You want to make a sacrifice, do you? Rest. For me. No work, no violence. I'll handle what you need doing."
The strugel nods. "Food is a medium like any art, but it stimulates the most senses, so it must be the most precise." He rushes off, moving with startling speed and dexterity. William gets the feeling this little man could bowl over an ogre if they dared stand in his way. He works quickly, but confidently. The use of spices is minimal, just enough to accent the taste of the flesh. He returns in less than a half-hour with the dish in hand, placing it before William. "Please enjoy, sir."
Cook's Utensil's check: 30 + 4
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Theres one thats a wolf and the other that is a bobcat or displacer beast looking creature, both being more humanoid. Georgie smiles, "Thanks, they've kept me company through the trip here and since i started staying in the inn"
*Oh I was waiting for this moment for so long.*
Damian is outside at his garden, humming to himself as he tends to his crops.
She kisses his forehead. She looks guilty for a moment, shiftinh from one foot to the other "I am afraid I get a bit stir crazy when I am not doing something. It gets repetitive having tea and talking to creatures some days.." she said.
William, for the first time ever, uses some emotion and affectionately ruffles their fur. He then slowly eats it. He may be starving but he refuses not to savor every bite.
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
"What is your favorite animal?" She asks, tilting her head.
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
William walks past him, carrying peppers to go hang and dry
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
Damian waves over with a smile “How you doin there bud, having a good day?”
"Well, it'd be hard to choose one, but wolves and bigcats have been some of my favorites" he says, picking up the other plush
He nods, not looking at him. "It is well so far." He says.
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
She smiles and shape shifts into a white wolf with green eyes.
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
“Fair enough I suppose.” He begins to plant some carrots “Has anything kept your day from being good?”
"Rest need not be boring. Ever been to a theme park? Maybe the Witchlight Carnival can provide some fun for you. Watch some films. Learn a trade. I can get you anything."
"Is it good, sir?" He has big puppy dog eyes that just happen to be empty pink spirals. "I tried to go for something simple, but I'm worried that might have been the wrong choice... it may be considered flaunting my weak fundamentals. Wait, no. I'm being truly honest with my skill level, and you deserve nothing less." He seems suddenly confident again. "It's not my best dish, but I have filled the order to the best of my current ability."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Are there any human remains left near the Red Plate?*
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, bones outside.*
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 gasps, "Shapeshift?" He says with a whimsical tone
"A bit. An apprentice has made my work load easier." He replies.
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