A small box has appeared in front of the door to the inn. It is a six-inch cube made of cardboard, and there is a drop of blood on it.
Raphael opens it
It is extraordinarily heavy. As it is opened, it looks as though it is filled with white fabric with black "pinstripes" painted on it. Then it moves. It keeps shifting like a living creature, until a long, pale arm starts unfolding out of it, the fabric making up what looks like an overcoat.
A small box has appeared in front of the door to the inn. It is a six-inch cube made of cardboard, and there is a drop of blood on it.
Raphael opens it
It is extraordinarily heavy. As it is opened, it looks as though it is filled with white fabric with black "pinstripes" painted on it. Then it moves. It keeps shifting like a living creature, until a long, pale arm starts unfolding out of it, the fabric making up what looks like an overcoat.
Raphael steps away, giving it space
*Detect good and evil*
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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
A tree trunk has a knot hole in it, a bright light appears from in it.
Lazarus knocks on it
A hand reaches out and pulls him inside of it even though it seems way to small. Suddenly Lazarus is in a mansion-like foyer with two sets of wooden stairs leading upwards to somewhere. The floor is made of black marble with white veins. The walls are made of dark wood and green paint. Large pictures in heavy frames decorate the walls along with magical items in glass cases.
A man stands in front of you and helps you up. He stands about 5'8-5'9 with pale skin, raven black hair that is a bit greyed but kept neat, and wears a steel-blue tunic with bandages wrapped around his arms. He smiles "Forgive me but you shouldn't just knock on tree knots that glow" he said
A small box has appeared in front of the door to the inn. It is a six-inch cube made of cardboard, and there is a drop of blood on it.
Raphael opens it
It is extraordinarily heavy. As it is opened, it looks as though it is filled with white fabric with black "pinstripes" painted on it. Then it moves. It keeps shifting like a living creature, until a long, pale arm starts unfolding out of it, the fabric making up what looks like an overcoat.
Raphael steps away, giving it space
*Detect good and evil*
*It registers*
The thing inside unfolds into a tall, dull-looking humanoid in a crudely made pinstriped suit over a grey jumpsuit splattered in rust-red. The jumpsuit's text is obscured, but what can be read reads "...ford Asylum for t..."
The towering figure (about 6' 6") puts on a hat that matches his suit.
A tree trunk has a knot hole in it, a bright light appears from in it.
Lazarus knocks on it
A hand reaches out and pulls him inside of it even though it seems way to small. Suddenly Lazarus is in a mansion-like foyer with two sets of wooden stairs leading upwards to somewhere. The floor is made of black marble with white veins. The walls are made of dark wood and green paint. Large pictures in heavy frames decorate the walls along with magical items in glass cases.
A man stands in front of you and helps you up. He stands about 5'8-5'9 with pale skin, raven black hair that is a bit greyed but kept neat, and wears a steel-blue tunic with bandages wrapped around his arms. He smiles "Forgive me but you shouldn't just knock on tree knots that glow" he said
"Forgive me my insult. I shall refrain from doing so in the future."
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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
A small box has appeared in front of the door to the inn. It is a six-inch cube made of cardboard, and there is a drop of blood on it.
Raphael opens it
It is extraordinarily heavy. As it is opened, it looks as though it is filled with white fabric with black "pinstripes" painted on it. Then it moves. It keeps shifting like a living creature, until a long, pale arm starts unfolding out of it, the fabric making up what looks like an overcoat.
Raphael steps away, giving it space
*Detect good and evil*
*It registers*
The thing inside unfolds into a tall, dull-looking humanoid in a crudely made pinstriped suit over a grey jumpsuit splattered in rust-red. The jumpsuit's text is obscured, but what can be read reads "...ford Asylum for t..."
The towering figure (about 6' 6") puts on a hat that matches his suit.
*Yes, what are they?*
Raphael waves. "Who are you?"
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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
A tree trunk has a knot hole in it, a bright light appears from in it.
Lazarus knocks on it
A hand reaches out and pulls him inside of it even though it seems way to small. Suddenly Lazarus is in a mansion-like foyer with two sets of wooden stairs leading upwards to somewhere. The floor is made of black marble with white veins. The walls are made of dark wood and green paint. Large pictures in heavy frames decorate the walls along with magical items in glass cases.
A man stands in front of you and helps you up. He stands about 5'8-5'9 with pale skin, raven black hair that is a bit greyed but kept neat, and wears a steel-blue tunic with bandages wrapped around his arms. He smiles "Forgive me but you shouldn't just knock on tree knots that glow" he said
"Forgive me my insult. I shall refrain from doing so in the future."
"Its ok" he says and kneels down to the hole to the outside "these tend to manifest often when magic breaks and reforms"
A tree trunk has a knot hole in it, a bright light appears from in it.
Lazarus knocks on it
A hand reaches out and pulls him inside of it even though it seems way to small. Suddenly Lazarus is in a mansion-like foyer with two sets of wooden stairs leading upwards to somewhere. The floor is made of black marble with white veins. The walls are made of dark wood and green paint. Large pictures in heavy frames decorate the walls along with magical items in glass cases.
A man stands in front of you and helps you up. He stands about 5'8-5'9 with pale skin, raven black hair that is a bit greyed but kept neat, and wears a steel-blue tunic with bandages wrapped around his arms. He smiles "Forgive me but you shouldn't just knock on tree knots that glow" he said
"Forgive me my insult. I shall refrain from doing so in the future."
"Its ok" he says and kneels down to the hole to the outside "these tend to manifest often when magic breaks and reforms"
"May I request for more information?"
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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
A small box has appeared in front of the door to the inn. It is a six-inch cube made of cardboard, and there is a drop of blood on it.
Raphael opens it
It is extraordinarily heavy. As it is opened, it looks as though it is filled with white fabric with black "pinstripes" painted on it. Then it moves. It keeps shifting like a living creature, until a long, pale arm starts unfolding out of it, the fabric making up what looks like an overcoat.
Raphael steps away, giving it space
*Detect good and evil*
*It registers*
The thing inside unfolds into a tall, dull-looking humanoid in a crudely made pinstriped suit over a grey jumpsuit splattered in rust-red. The jumpsuit's text is obscured, but what can be read reads "...ford Asylum for t..."
The towering figure (about 6' 6") puts on a hat that matches his suit.
*Yes, what are they?*
Raphael waves. "Who are you?"
*Detect E&G doesn't actually tell you, but undead*
"August Wilkosz. Do you have water inside?" Its voice has a strange quality to it, like a crackling fire.
A tree trunk has a knot hole in it, a bright light appears from in it.
Lazarus knocks on it
A hand reaches out and pulls him inside of it even though it seems way to small. Suddenly Lazarus is in a mansion-like foyer with two sets of wooden stairs leading upwards to somewhere. The floor is made of black marble with white veins. The walls are made of dark wood and green paint. Large pictures in heavy frames decorate the walls along with magical items in glass cases.
A man stands in front of you and helps you up. He stands about 5'8-5'9 with pale skin, raven black hair that is a bit greyed but kept neat, and wears a steel-blue tunic with bandages wrapped around his arms. He smiles "Forgive me but you shouldn't just knock on tree knots that glow" he said
"Forgive me my insult. I shall refrain from doing so in the future."
"Its ok" he says and kneels down to the hole to the outside "these tend to manifest often when magic breaks and reforms"
"May I request for more information?"
The man clears his throat "well lets begin with introductions first. Im Gilbert Kaz, Sorcerer, Wizard, so on and so forth." He said "Now to your request. When magic is built up in a demiplane like this, the edges corrode a bit and that causes magic to build up upon itself like a brick stacked with other bricks. What you just been pulled through is a fracture in a demiplane."
A small box has appeared in front of the door to the inn. It is a six-inch cube made of cardboard, and there is a drop of blood on it.
Raphael opens it
It is extraordinarily heavy. As it is opened, it looks as though it is filled with white fabric with black "pinstripes" painted on it. Then it moves. It keeps shifting like a living creature, until a long, pale arm starts unfolding out of it, the fabric making up what looks like an overcoat.
Raphael steps away, giving it space
*Detect good and evil*
*It registers*
The thing inside unfolds into a tall, dull-looking humanoid in a crudely made pinstriped suit over a grey jumpsuit splattered in rust-red. The jumpsuit's text is obscured, but what can be read reads "...ford Asylum for t..."
The towering figure (about 6' 6") puts on a hat that matches his suit.
*Yes, what are they?*
Raphael waves. "Who are you?"
*Detect E&G doesn't actually tell you, but undead*
"August Wilkosz. Do you have water inside?" Its voice has a strange quality to it, like a crackling fire.
*I read it as it does but sure*
"Yes there is, nice to meet you August."
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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
A tree trunk has a knot hole in it, a bright light appears from in it.
Lazarus knocks on it
A hand reaches out and pulls him inside of it even though it seems way to small. Suddenly Lazarus is in a mansion-like foyer with two sets of wooden stairs leading upwards to somewhere. The floor is made of black marble with white veins. The walls are made of dark wood and green paint. Large pictures in heavy frames decorate the walls along with magical items in glass cases.
A man stands in front of you and helps you up. He stands about 5'8-5'9 with pale skin, raven black hair that is a bit greyed but kept neat, and wears a steel-blue tunic with bandages wrapped around his arms. He smiles "Forgive me but you shouldn't just knock on tree knots that glow" he said
"Forgive me my insult. I shall refrain from doing so in the future."
"Its ok" he says and kneels down to the hole to the outside "these tend to manifest often when magic breaks and reforms"
"May I request for more information?"
The man clears his throat "well lets begin with introductions first. Im Gilbert Kaz, Sorcerer, Wizard, so on and so forth." He said "Now to your request. When magic is built up in a demiplane like this, the edges corrode a bit and that causes magic to build up upon itself like a brick stacked with other bricks. What you just been pulled through is a fracture in a demiplane."
"And a way out?"
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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
A tree trunk has a knot hole in it, a bright light appears from in it.
Lazarus knocks on it
A hand reaches out and pulls him inside of it even though it seems way to small. Suddenly Lazarus is in a mansion-like foyer with two sets of wooden stairs leading upwards to somewhere. The floor is made of black marble with white veins. The walls are made of dark wood and green paint. Large pictures in heavy frames decorate the walls along with magical items in glass cases.
A man stands in front of you and helps you up. He stands about 5'8-5'9 with pale skin, raven black hair that is a bit greyed but kept neat, and wears a steel-blue tunic with bandages wrapped around his arms. He smiles "Forgive me but you shouldn't just knock on tree knots that glow" he said
"Forgive me my insult. I shall refrain from doing so in the future."
"Its ok" he says and kneels down to the hole to the outside "these tend to manifest often when magic breaks and reforms"
"May I request for more information?"
The man clears his throat "well lets begin with introductions first. Im Gilbert Kaz, Sorcerer, Wizard, so on and so forth." He said "Now to your request. When magic is built up in a demiplane like this, the edges corrode a bit and that causes magic to build up upon itself like a brick stacked with other bricks. What you just been pulled through is a fracture in a demiplane."
"And a way out?"
"I can send you back out if you'd wish" he said and bowed "quite sorry for the hiccup in your day"
A tree trunk has a knot hole in it, a bright light appears from in it.
Lazarus knocks on it
A hand reaches out and pulls him inside of it even though it seems way to small. Suddenly Lazarus is in a mansion-like foyer with two sets of wooden stairs leading upwards to somewhere. The floor is made of black marble with white veins. The walls are made of dark wood and green paint. Large pictures in heavy frames decorate the walls along with magical items in glass cases.
A man stands in front of you and helps you up. He stands about 5'8-5'9 with pale skin, raven black hair that is a bit greyed but kept neat, and wears a steel-blue tunic with bandages wrapped around his arms. He smiles "Forgive me but you shouldn't just knock on tree knots that glow" he said
"Forgive me my insult. I shall refrain from doing so in the future."
"Its ok" he says and kneels down to the hole to the outside "these tend to manifest often when magic breaks and reforms"
"May I request for more information?"
The man clears his throat "well lets begin with introductions first. Im Gilbert Kaz, Sorcerer, Wizard, so on and so forth." He said "Now to your request. When magic is built up in a demiplane like this, the edges corrode a bit and that causes magic to build up upon itself like a brick stacked with other bricks. What you just been pulled through is a fracture in a demiplane."
"And a way out?"
"I can send you back out if you'd wish" he said and bowed "quite sorry for the hiccup in your day"
"I accept your apology. Thank you." They say, waiting for them leaving
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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
A tree trunk has a knot hole in it, a bright light appears from in it.
Lazarus knocks on it
A hand reaches out and pulls him inside of it even though it seems way to small. Suddenly Lazarus is in a mansion-like foyer with two sets of wooden stairs leading upwards to somewhere. The floor is made of black marble with white veins. The walls are made of dark wood and green paint. Large pictures in heavy frames decorate the walls along with magical items in glass cases.
A man stands in front of you and helps you up. He stands about 5'8-5'9 with pale skin, raven black hair that is a bit greyed but kept neat, and wears a steel-blue tunic with bandages wrapped around his arms. He smiles "Forgive me but you shouldn't just knock on tree knots that glow" he said
"Forgive me my insult. I shall refrain from doing so in the future."
"Its ok" he says and kneels down to the hole to the outside "these tend to manifest often when magic breaks and reforms"
"May I request for more information?"
The man clears his throat "well lets begin with introductions first. Im Gilbert Kaz, Sorcerer, Wizard, so on and so forth." He said "Now to your request. When magic is built up in a demiplane like this, the edges corrode a bit and that causes magic to build up upon itself like a brick stacked with other bricks. What you just been pulled through is a fracture in a demiplane."
"And a way out?"
"I can send you back out if you'd wish" he said and bowed "quite sorry for the hiccup in your day"
"I accept your apology. Thank you." They say, waiting for them leaving
Kaz raises a hand in the air and closes his eyes "I wish they were h- Oh wait!" He said and stopped mid-spell. "I can just use the door" he said and walked over to a door on the wall that, once opened, led straight into the tavern "there you go"
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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
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A small box has appeared in front of the door to the inn. It is a six-inch cube made of cardboard, and there is a drop of blood on it.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Raphael opens it
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Raphael looks over, confused. "You need lumber?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
It is extraordinarily heavy. As it is opened, it looks as though it is filled with white fabric with black "pinstripes" painted on it. Then it moves. It keeps shifting like a living creature, until a long, pale arm starts unfolding out of it, the fabric making up what looks like an overcoat.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
A tree trunk has a knot hole in it, a bright light appears from in it.
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
Lazarus knocks on it
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Raphael steps away, giving it space
*Detect good and evil*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A hand reaches out and pulls him inside of it even though it seems way to small. Suddenly Lazarus is in a mansion-like foyer with two sets of wooden stairs leading upwards to somewhere. The floor is made of black marble with white veins. The walls are made of dark wood and green paint. Large pictures in heavy frames decorate the walls along with magical items in glass cases.
A man stands in front of you and helps you up. He stands about 5'8-5'9 with pale skin, raven black hair that is a bit greyed but kept neat, and wears a steel-blue tunic with bandages wrapped around his arms. He smiles "Forgive me but you shouldn't just knock on tree knots that glow" 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
*It registers*
The thing inside unfolds into a tall, dull-looking humanoid in a crudely made pinstriped suit over a grey jumpsuit splattered in rust-red. The jumpsuit's text is obscured, but what can be read reads "...ford Asylum for t..."
The towering figure (about 6' 6") puts on a hat that matches his suit.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Forgive me my insult. I shall refrain from doing so in the future."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Yes, what are they?*
Raphael waves. "Who are you?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Its ok" he says and kneels down to the hole to the outside "these tend to manifest often when magic breaks and reforms"
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
"May I request for more information?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Detect E&G doesn't actually tell you, but undead*
"August Wilkosz. Do you have water inside?" Its voice has a strange quality to it, like a crackling fire.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The man clears his throat "well lets begin with introductions first. Im Gilbert Kaz, Sorcerer, Wizard, so on and so forth." He said "Now to your request. When magic is built up in a demiplane like this, the edges corrode a bit and that causes magic to build up upon itself like a brick stacked with other bricks. What you just been pulled through is a fracture in a demiplane."
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
*I read it as it does but sure*
"Yes there is, nice to meet you August."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"And a way out?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I can send you back out if you'd wish" he said and bowed "quite sorry for the hiccup in your day"
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
"I accept your apology. Thank you." They say, waiting for them leaving
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Kaz raises a hand in the air and closes his eyes "I wish they were h- Oh wait!" He said and stopped mid-spell. "I can just use the door" he said and walked over to a door on the wall that, once opened, led straight into the tavern "there you go"
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