Lord's Rest Inn

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“Oh, uh, just taking my plants down. I was gonna replant them in the ground, since I’m probably gonna have to leave them in a couple weeks.”

They begin fleeing back to their river.

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*New character time, what do y'all think?*

The world is a terribly diverse place, anyone can do anything with nearly no conceivable restriction, and even in the case there are some things stoppin' people, loopholes are surprisinly abundant. Outliers, people far from the norm, can be found if anyone were to look hard enough. Even if someone weren't to look too hard, they'd probably find an outlier without even knowin' it. On the outskirts of town is one of these outliers, the sound of the clopping trots of a horse against the ground, the smell of arid sand in the air, and a blazing sun pourin down. A man sits atop his horse in this scene, most of his face hidden by the brim of his brown leather hat and silky maroon bandana, his clothes an open cloak of coal black cloth. He wears a dirty suit underneath the cloak, cut and torn in places, although not revealing any skin because of the cloak on top. His hands hold the reins tightly, wearing two different gloves, each strange in its own way. One glove is a stark white with a golden cross outlined in the silk, the other is a jet black with a five pointed star crafted into the leather. He doesn't speak as he rides, the six shooter on his belt strange in a way of its own, the many other trinkets jangling with every step of the horse. He rides into town, lookin' for somethin' or maybe someone.

 *For some reason, I read over this and my first thought was Valorant.*

Kinko, who is opening her restaurant for the morning, watches quietly. She places her paws under her robes, large red eyes blinking.

 *Hmm, I should make a Valorant character.*

 After a while the horse passes the restaurant. She can see that it is a strong stead, ridden by a man who appears to be strong as well. He hops off the horse, his feet bare against the pavement, his eyes not visible. He is quite tall, surprisingly so. He lets the horse wander, whispering to it before letting it go, walking inside with his hands in his pockets.

 She narrows her eyes, disappearing into the wind and reappearing in the tavern.

 He sniffs the wind audibly, revealing a clogged nose as he coughs into his elbow. He shakes off the cough and heads into the restaurant, grabbing his coin pouch alone the way, looking almost entirely empty.

 He smells the faint scent of vanilla, cinnamon, and coffee as she appears behind him, an eyebrow raised.

*Sorry, back now* 

He sighs and looks around the area, his voice deep yet... well silky wouldn't be the right word, but it certainly is smooth "Howdy pardner, where I'm from it ain't custom to appear behind people."

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“Oh, uh, just taking my plants down. I was gonna replant them in the ground, since I’m probably gonna have to leave them in a couple weeks.”

They begin fleeing back to their river.

 "And why is that?" She asks, raising a brow. 

Fey King snaps his head to the side, suddenly running after them like prey.

*Anyone else want to roleplay?*

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*I should probably stop freestyling intros and at least plan them ahead a little bit. I can't keep just forgetting to add how his horse looks, or that he doesn't wear shoes and that his feet are covered in sand, underneath the sand his skin being a light Ebony color.*

 *personally, i likedit.*

 *Thanks, I just don't like painting only half an image.*

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“Oh, uh, just taking my plants down. I was gonna replant them in the ground, since I’m probably gonna have to leave them in a couple weeks.”

They begin fleeing back to their river.

 "And why is that?" She asks, raising a brow. 

Fey King snaps his head to the side, suddenly running after them like prey.

“I’m getting married.” He responds casually, lifting a tomato plant and carefully dropping it to the ground.

Suhou runs incredibly quickly, bounding like a deer. A great trail of sky-blue light and mist follows after them like the trail of a comet.

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*Stuffs for peeps*

Georgie is eating a sandwhich in the forest

 The ground shakes rhythmically all around them.