*hmmmmmm today I shall spin a wheel to see who I shall play.*
Brand is outside, hanging upside down from tree. He is doing sit-ups quietly without his mask on for once.
Xan is sitting on the couch. He is flirting with a Young man while subtlety asking for his soul.
Harbor is staying besides Mirrin. Whether its sitting outside her door while she sleeps, making her eat healthy foods and drink health potions, or sitting beside her while she rests on the couch. He seem very worried for his friend.
Mirinn walks out of her room, bandages wrapped around her stomach area where the hole is. She yawns a bit and looks down at Harbor sadly. "Mon ami, do not tell me you were there all night."
"then i won't tell you i was" he said and blinked his eyes, a bit drowsy from staying away
"Oh, please, you need rest as well."
"I don't. i need to take care of you.." He said
She reached down and patted his head. "That is my responsibility. Come, you need sleep." She reaches down and takes his hand, leading him downstairs to a couch.
He yawns and follows, not really having any mental fortitude at the moment to protest.
*LOL im pulling a god-mode and bringing back Sable*
*-Frustration at also deleting Silver's sheet-*
She sets him on the couch. "Now sleep, mon ami. I will be here when you wake up."
"No" he said and slapped his cheeks to wake himself up "I don't wanna sleep"
"I will keep you on the couch until you do, it is best to go ahead and rest."
"No" he said and folded his arms.
She frowned down at him, then sat at the end of the couch. "It is not healthy for you to not sleep."
"Its not healthy for you to come back home with a hole in your chest!!"
She went to say something, but closed her mouth. "I... sorry."
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*hmmmmmm today I shall spin a wheel to see who I shall play.*
Brand is outside, hanging upside down from tree. He is doing sit-ups quietly without his mask on for once.
Xan is sitting on the couch. He is flirting with a Young man while subtlety asking for his soul.
Harbor is staying besides Mirrin. Whether its sitting outside her door while she sleeps, making her eat healthy foods and drink health potions, or sitting beside her while she rests on the couch. He seem very worried for his friend.
Mirinn walks out of her room, bandages wrapped around her stomach area where the hole is. She yawns a bit and looks down at Harbor sadly. "Mon ami, do not tell me you were there all night."
"then i won't tell you i was" he said and blinked his eyes, a bit drowsy from staying away
"Oh, please, you need rest as well."
"I don't. i need to take care of you.." He said
She reached down and patted his head. "That is my responsibility. Come, you need sleep." She reaches down and takes his hand, leading him downstairs to a couch.
He yawns and follows, not really having any mental fortitude at the moment to protest.
*LOL im pulling a god-mode and bringing back Sable*
*-Frustration at also deleting Silver's sheet-*
She sets him on the couch. "Now sleep, mon ami. I will be here when you wake up."
"No" he said and slapped his cheeks to wake himself up "I don't wanna sleep"
"I will keep you on the couch until you do, it is best to go ahead and rest."
"No" he said and folded his arms.
She frowned down at him, then sat at the end of the couch. "It is not healthy for you to not sleep."
"Its not healthy for you to come back home with a hole in your chest!!"
She went to say something, but closed her mouth. "I... sorry."
Harbor stared at her "I was worried! i was scared! Do you have any idea what was going through my mind!?"
The door is opened as a young man walks in. He stands about 6'4 and appears to be muscular and slightly toned. He has red-brown hair that is swept back. His skin is very pale, almost like ivory. His eyes are a bright silver color with flecks of red in them that seem to have a bored look on them. He wears a simple white button-up dress shirt that has the sleeves rolled up, on his arms are runes are burned into his flesh, wrapped around his arms like ribbon. He wears long black slacks that are connected to black leather suspenders that go over his shoulders, and simple black shoes. He carries in his arms a black coat with silver buttons. In his mouth is a lit cigarette. two silver stud earrings pinned with diamonds are in his ears while thick silver rings sit on each of his fingers.
He walks immediately towards the library and sits inside on a armchair. He summons what looks like a glowing tome with a bejeweled eye on the front and begins reading it.
A tattooed elf in watches him from a table.
The man looks up, sensing eyes on him. He smiles "yes?"
As the lizardfolk enters, the lights flicker. They do their best to stay as far away from the lights as possible as they make their way to the bar. Seeing no one there, they place a large stack of gold coins on top of the lockbox and start mixing drinks.
"Free drinks! Who wants one?" They're closely examining everyone in the inn.
A very short viashino walks up to the bar with a suitcase. "Did you say free?"
The lizardfolk looks at them with interest and smiles. "Of course! I've already paid for them. Now, what would you like?"
"Ergh. Some beer."
"Oh." They seem mildly disappointed, but don't stop smiling. "Coming right up!"
The viashino scrambles onto a bar stool and places the case on the bartop.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
The door is opened as a young man walks in. He stands about 6'4 and appears to be muscular and slightly toned. He has red-brown hair that is swept back. His skin is very pale, almost like ivory. His eyes are a bright silver color with flecks of red in them that seem to have a bored look on them. He wears a simple white button-up dress shirt that has the sleeves rolled up, on his arms are runes are burned into his flesh, wrapped around his arms like ribbon. He wears long black slacks that are connected to black leather suspenders that go over his shoulders, and simple black shoes. He carries in his arms a black coat with silver buttons. In his mouth is a lit cigarette. two silver stud earrings pinned with diamonds are in his ears while thick silver rings sit on each of his fingers.
He walks immediately towards the library and sits inside on a armchair. He summons what looks like a glowing tome with a bejeweled eye on the front and begins reading it.
A tattooed elf in watches him from a table.
The man looks up, sensing eyes on him. He smiles "yes?"
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*hmmmmmm today I shall spin a wheel to see who I shall play.*
Brand is outside, hanging upside down from tree. He is doing sit-ups quietly without his mask on for once.
Xan is sitting on the couch. He is flirting with a Young man while subtlety asking for his soul.
Harbor is staying besides Mirrin. Whether its sitting outside her door while she sleeps, making her eat healthy foods and drink health potions, or sitting beside her while she rests on the couch. He seem very worried for his friend.
Mirinn walks out of her room, bandages wrapped around her stomach area where the hole is. She yawns a bit and looks down at Harbor sadly. "Mon ami, do not tell me you were there all night."
"then i won't tell you i was" he said and blinked his eyes, a bit drowsy from staying away
"Oh, please, you need rest as well."
"I don't. i need to take care of you.." He said
She reached down and patted his head. "That is my responsibility. Come, you need sleep." She reaches down and takes his hand, leading him downstairs to a couch.
He yawns and follows, not really having any mental fortitude at the moment to protest.
*LOL im pulling a god-mode and bringing back Sable*
*-Frustration at also deleting Silver's sheet-*
She sets him on the couch. "Now sleep, mon ami. I will be here when you wake up."
"No" he said and slapped his cheeks to wake himself up "I don't wanna sleep"
"I will keep you on the couch until you do, it is best to go ahead and rest."
"No" he said and folded his arms.
She frowned down at him, then sat at the end of the couch. "It is not healthy for you to not sleep."
"Its not healthy for you to come back home with a hole in your chest!!"
She went to say something, but closed her mouth. "I... sorry."
Harbor stared at her "I was worried! i was scared! Do you have any idea what was going through my mind!?"
She interlocked her fingers, slumping a bit. "I just wanted to be able to protect people without help..."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
The door is opened as a young man walks in. He stands about 6'4 and appears to be muscular and slightly toned. He has red-brown hair that is swept back. His skin is very pale, almost like ivory. His eyes are a bright silver color with flecks of red in them that seem to have a bored look on them. He wears a simple white button-up dress shirt that has the sleeves rolled up, on his arms are runes are burned into his flesh, wrapped around his arms like ribbon. He wears long black slacks that are connected to black leather suspenders that go over his shoulders, and simple black shoes. He carries in his arms a black coat with silver buttons. In his mouth is a lit cigarette. two silver stud earrings pinned with diamonds are in his ears while thick silver rings sit on each of his fingers.
He walks immediately towards the library and sits inside on a armchair. He summons what looks like a glowing tome with a bejeweled eye on the front and begins reading it.
A tattooed elf in watches him from a table.
The man looks up, sensing eyes on him. He smiles "yes?"
They shrug and attempt to sign something.
The man tilts his head (Sable understand sign language)
*hmmmmmm today I shall spin a wheel to see who I shall play.*
Brand is outside, hanging upside down from tree. He is doing sit-ups quietly without his mask on for once.
Xan is sitting on the couch. He is flirting with a Young man while subtlety asking for his soul.
Harbor is staying besides Mirrin. Whether its sitting outside her door while she sleeps, making her eat healthy foods and drink health potions, or sitting beside her while she rests on the couch. He seem very worried for his friend.
Mirinn walks out of her room, bandages wrapped around her stomach area where the hole is. She yawns a bit and looks down at Harbor sadly. "Mon ami, do not tell me you were there all night."
"then i won't tell you i was" he said and blinked his eyes, a bit drowsy from staying away
"Oh, please, you need rest as well."
"I don't. i need to take care of you.." He said
She reached down and patted his head. "That is my responsibility. Come, you need sleep." She reaches down and takes his hand, leading him downstairs to a couch.
He yawns and follows, not really having any mental fortitude at the moment to protest.
*LOL im pulling a god-mode and bringing back Sable*
*-Frustration at also deleting Silver's sheet-*
She sets him on the couch. "Now sleep, mon ami. I will be here when you wake up."
"No" he said and slapped his cheeks to wake himself up "I don't wanna sleep"
"I will keep you on the couch until you do, it is best to go ahead and rest."
"No" he said and folded his arms.
She frowned down at him, then sat at the end of the couch. "It is not healthy for you to not sleep."
"Its not healthy for you to come back home with a hole in your chest!!"
She went to say something, but closed her mouth. "I... sorry."
Harbor stared at her "I was worried! i was scared! Do you have any idea what was going through my mind!?"
She interlocked her fingers, slumping a bit. "I just wanted to be able to protect people without help..."
His ears lower till it looks like they are drooping "i know you do but somethings are to big to taken on by yer lonesome" he said
As the lizardfolk enters, the lights flicker. They do their best to stay as far away from the lights as possible as they make their way to the bar. Seeing no one there, they place a large stack of gold coins on top of the lockbox and start mixing drinks.
"Free drinks! Who wants one?" They're closely examining everyone in the inn.
A very short viashino walks up to the bar with a suitcase. "Did you say free?"
The lizardfolk looks at them with interest and smiles. "Of course! I've already paid for them. Now, what would you like?"
"Ergh. Some beer."
"Oh." They seem mildly disappointed, but don't stop smiling. "Coming right up!"
The viashino scrambles onto a bar stool and places the case on the bartop.
The lizardfolk slides the viashino a beer in a large glass. "Now tell me, if you could have a life of adventure while remaining perfectly safe, would you?"
*hmmmmmm today I shall spin a wheel to see who I shall play.*
Brand is outside, hanging upside down from tree. He is doing sit-ups quietly without his mask on for once.
Xan is sitting on the couch. He is flirting with a Young man while subtlety asking for his soul.
Harbor is staying besides Mirrin. Whether its sitting outside her door while she sleeps, making her eat healthy foods and drink health potions, or sitting beside her while she rests on the couch. He seem very worried for his friend.
Mirinn walks out of her room, bandages wrapped around her stomach area where the hole is. She yawns a bit and looks down at Harbor sadly. "Mon ami, do not tell me you were there all night."
"then i won't tell you i was" he said and blinked his eyes, a bit drowsy from staying away
"Oh, please, you need rest as well."
"I don't. i need to take care of you.." He said
She reached down and patted his head. "That is my responsibility. Come, you need sleep." She reaches down and takes his hand, leading him downstairs to a couch.
He yawns and follows, not really having any mental fortitude at the moment to protest.
*LOL im pulling a god-mode and bringing back Sable*
*-Frustration at also deleting Silver's sheet-*
She sets him on the couch. "Now sleep, mon ami. I will be here when you wake up."
"No" he said and slapped his cheeks to wake himself up "I don't wanna sleep"
"I will keep you on the couch until you do, it is best to go ahead and rest."
"No" he said and folded his arms.
She frowned down at him, then sat at the end of the couch. "It is not healthy for you to not sleep."
"Its not healthy for you to come back home with a hole in your chest!!"
She went to say something, but closed her mouth. "I... sorry."
Harbor stared at her "I was worried! i was scared! Do you have any idea what was going through my mind!?"
She interlocked her fingers, slumping a bit. "I just wanted to be able to protect people without help..."
His ears lower till it looks like they are drooping "i know you do but somethings are to big to taken on by yer lonesome" he said
"That is why I took it on... so I could get stronger so I become to bit for them."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
The door is opened as a young man walks in. He stands about 6'4 and appears to be muscular and slightly toned. He has red-brown hair that is swept back. His skin is very pale, almost like ivory. His eyes are a bright silver color with flecks of red in them that seem to have a bored look on them. He wears a simple white button-up dress shirt that has the sleeves rolled up, on his arms are runes are burned into his flesh, wrapped around his arms like ribbon. He wears long black slacks that are connected to black leather suspenders that go over his shoulders, and simple black shoes. He carries in his arms a black coat with silver buttons. In his mouth is a lit cigarette. two silver stud earrings pinned with diamonds are in his ears while thick silver rings sit on each of his fingers.
He walks immediately towards the library and sits inside on a armchair. He summons what looks like a glowing tome with a bejeweled eye on the front and begins reading it.
A tattooed elf in watches him from a table.
The man looks up, sensing eyes on him. He smiles "yes?"
They shrug and attempt to sign something.
The man tilts his head (Sable understand sign language)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*hmmmmmm today I shall spin a wheel to see who I shall play.*
Brand is outside, hanging upside down from tree. He is doing sit-ups quietly without his mask on for once.
Xan is sitting on the couch. He is flirting with a Young man while subtlety asking for his soul.
Harbor is staying besides Mirrin. Whether its sitting outside her door while she sleeps, making her eat healthy foods and drink health potions, or sitting beside her while she rests on the couch. He seem very worried for his friend.
Mirinn walks out of her room, bandages wrapped around her stomach area where the hole is. She yawns a bit and looks down at Harbor sadly. "Mon ami, do not tell me you were there all night."
"then i won't tell you i was" he said and blinked his eyes, a bit drowsy from staying away
"Oh, please, you need rest as well."
"I don't. i need to take care of you.." He said
She reached down and patted his head. "That is my responsibility. Come, you need sleep." She reaches down and takes his hand, leading him downstairs to a couch.
He yawns and follows, not really having any mental fortitude at the moment to protest.
*LOL im pulling a god-mode and bringing back Sable*
*-Frustration at also deleting Silver's sheet-*
She sets him on the couch. "Now sleep, mon ami. I will be here when you wake up."
"No" he said and slapped his cheeks to wake himself up "I don't wanna sleep"
"I will keep you on the couch until you do, it is best to go ahead and rest."
"No" he said and folded his arms.
She frowned down at him, then sat at the end of the couch. "It is not healthy for you to not sleep."
"Its not healthy for you to come back home with a hole in your chest!!"
She went to say something, but closed her mouth. "I... sorry."
Harbor stared at her "I was worried! i was scared! Do you have any idea what was going through my mind!?"
She interlocked her fingers, slumping a bit. "I just wanted to be able to protect people without help..."
His ears lower till it looks like they are drooping "i know you do but somethings are to big to taken on by yer lonesome" he said
"That is why I took it on... so I could get stronger so I become to bit for them."
Harbor sighs and takes her hand, holding it in his fuzzy paw. "I know your strong, you an inspiration to me but going out without telling me makes me worried for ya" he said and took his other paw and clasped her hand with both "ill help you get stronger but promise me three things. If you get hurt, you will back away from a threat, if you know you are outmatched, you will back away from a threat, and if you want to accomplish something but know deep down it is impossible, come see me." He said and grinned "I'd be happy to help"
As the lizardfolk enters, the lights flicker. They do their best to stay as far away from the lights as possible as they make their way to the bar. Seeing no one there, they place a large stack of gold coins on top of the lockbox and start mixing drinks.
"Free drinks! Who wants one?" They're closely examining everyone in the inn.
A very short viashino walks up to the bar with a suitcase. "Did you say free?"
The lizardfolk looks at them with interest and smiles. "Of course! I've already paid for them. Now, what would you like?"
"Ergh. Some beer."
"Oh." They seem mildly disappointed, but don't stop smiling. "Coming right up!"
The viashino scrambles onto a bar stool and places the case on the bartop.
The lizardfolk slides the viashino a beer in a large glass. "Now tell me, if you could have a life of adventure while remaining perfectly safe, would you?"
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
The door is opened as a young man walks in. He stands about 6'4 and appears to be muscular and slightly toned. He has red-brown hair that is swept back. His skin is very pale, almost like ivory. His eyes are a bright silver color with flecks of red in them that seem to have a bored look on them. He wears a simple white button-up dress shirt that has the sleeves rolled up, on his arms are runes are burned into his flesh, wrapped around his arms like ribbon. He wears long black slacks that are connected to black leather suspenders that go over his shoulders, and simple black shoes. He carries in his arms a black coat with silver buttons. In his mouth is a lit cigarette. two silver stud earrings pinned with diamonds are in his ears while thick silver rings sit on each of his fingers.
He walks immediately towards the library and sits inside on a armchair. He summons what looks like a glowing tome with a bejeweled eye on the front and begins reading it.
A tattooed elf in watches him from a table.
The man looks up, sensing eyes on him. He smiles "yes?"
They shrug and attempt to sign something.
The man tilts his head (Sable understand sign language)
*hmmmmmm today I shall spin a wheel to see who I shall play.*
Brand is outside, hanging upside down from tree. He is doing sit-ups quietly without his mask on for once.
Xan is sitting on the couch. He is flirting with a Young man while subtlety asking for his soul.
Harbor is staying besides Mirrin. Whether its sitting outside her door while she sleeps, making her eat healthy foods and drink health potions, or sitting beside her while she rests on the couch. He seem very worried for his friend.
Mirinn walks out of her room, bandages wrapped around her stomach area where the hole is. She yawns a bit and looks down at Harbor sadly. "Mon ami, do not tell me you were there all night."
"then i won't tell you i was" he said and blinked his eyes, a bit drowsy from staying away
"Oh, please, you need rest as well."
"I don't. i need to take care of you.." He said
She reached down and patted his head. "That is my responsibility. Come, you need sleep." She reaches down and takes his hand, leading him downstairs to a couch.
He yawns and follows, not really having any mental fortitude at the moment to protest.
*LOL im pulling a god-mode and bringing back Sable*
*-Frustration at also deleting Silver's sheet-*
She sets him on the couch. "Now sleep, mon ami. I will be here when you wake up."
"No" he said and slapped his cheeks to wake himself up "I don't wanna sleep"
"I will keep you on the couch until you do, it is best to go ahead and rest."
"No" he said and folded his arms.
She frowned down at him, then sat at the end of the couch. "It is not healthy for you to not sleep."
"Its not healthy for you to come back home with a hole in your chest!!"
She went to say something, but closed her mouth. "I... sorry."
Harbor stared at her "I was worried! i was scared! Do you have any idea what was going through my mind!?"
She interlocked her fingers, slumping a bit. "I just wanted to be able to protect people without help..."
His ears lower till it looks like they are drooping "i know you do but somethings are to big to taken on by yer lonesome" he said
"That is why I took it on... so I could get stronger so I become to bit for them."
Harbor sighs and takes her hand, holding it in his fuzzy paw. "I know your strong, you an inspiration to me but going out without telling me makes me worried for ya" he said and took his other paw and clasped her hand with both "ill help you get stronger but promise me three things. If you get hurt, you will back away from a threat, if you know you are outmatched, you will back away from a threat, and if you want to accomplish something but know deep down it is impossible, come see me." He said and grinned "I'd be happy to help"
*MAH HEART*
She looks at him, tears building up in her eyes. As they spill out a bit, she nods.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
The door is opened as a young man walks in. He stands about 6'4 and appears to be muscular and slightly toned. He has red-brown hair that is swept back. His skin is very pale, almost like ivory. His eyes are a bright silver color with flecks of red in them that seem to have a bored look on them. He wears a simple white button-up dress shirt that has the sleeves rolled up, on his arms are runes are burned into his flesh, wrapped around his arms like ribbon. He wears long black slacks that are connected to black leather suspenders that go over his shoulders, and simple black shoes. He carries in his arms a black coat with silver buttons. In his mouth is a lit cigarette. two silver stud earrings pinned with diamonds are in his ears while thick silver rings sit on each of his fingers.
He walks immediately towards the library and sits inside on a armchair. He summons what looks like a glowing tome with a bejeweled eye on the front and begins reading it.
A tattooed elf in watches him from a table.
The man looks up, sensing eyes on him. He smiles "yes?"
They shrug and attempt to sign something.
The man tilts his head (Sable understand sign language)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
As the lizardfolk enters, the lights flicker. They do their best to stay as far away from the lights as possible as they make their way to the bar. Seeing no one there, they place a large stack of gold coins on top of the lockbox and start mixing drinks.
"Free drinks! Who wants one?" They're closely examining everyone in the inn.
A very short viashino walks up to the bar with a suitcase. "Did you say free?"
The lizardfolk looks at them with interest and smiles. "Of course! I've already paid for them. Now, what would you like?"
"Ergh. Some beer."
"Oh." They seem mildly disappointed, but don't stop smiling. "Coming right up!"
The viashino scrambles onto a bar stool and places the case on the bartop.
The lizardfolk slides the viashino a beer in a large glass. "Now tell me, if you could have a life of adventure while remaining perfectly safe, would you?"
"No. Adventure isn't fun without risk."
The lizardfolk grins. "I never said it would be without risk. I just said that you would be safe. Come, and take a tour of the Silver Maw. I can take you places beyond your wildest dreams, as terrible as the hells or as beautiful as the feywild."
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around You can tell me what you want, say what you will But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
She went to say something, but closed her mouth. "I... sorry."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Harbor stared at her "I was worried! i was scared! Do you have any idea what was going through my mind!?"
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
The man looks up, sensing eyes on him. He smiles "yes?"
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
The viashino scrambles onto a bar stool and places the case on the bartop.
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(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
They shrug and attempt to sign something.
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(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
She interlocked her fingers, slumping a bit. "I just wanted to be able to protect people without help..."
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The man tilts his head (Sable understand sign language)
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
His ears lower till it looks like they are drooping "i know you do but somethings are to big to taken on by yer lonesome" he said
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
The lizardfolk slides the viashino a beer in a large glass. "Now tell me, if you could have a life of adventure while remaining perfectly safe, would you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"That is why I took it on... so I could get stronger so I become to bit for them."
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What book is that?
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(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Harbor sighs and takes her hand, holding it in his fuzzy paw. "I know your strong, you an inspiration to me but going out without telling me makes me worried for ya" he said and took his other paw and clasped her hand with both "ill help you get stronger but promise me three things. If you get hurt, you will back away from a threat, if you know you are outmatched, you will back away from a threat, and if you want to accomplish something but know deep down it is impossible, come see me." He said and grinned "I'd be happy to help"
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. Adventure isn't fun without risk."
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(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"It is my spell book" he said
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
*MAH HEART*
She looks at him, tears building up in her eyes. As they spill out a bit, she nods.
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Of course.
The elf has a tome open on front of him.
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(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
The lizardfolk grins. "I never said it would be without risk. I just said that you would be safe. Come, and take a tour of the Silver Maw. I can take you places beyond your wildest dreams, as terrible as the hells or as beautiful as the feywild."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Hello people. How is it going?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
(Morning)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground
And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around
You can tell me what you want, say what you will
But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
*Good morning*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now