"Don't even think about it." he snarls, pressing the blade closer
"Then I would suggest you let me go, it's not very friendly talking this way." He grunts, the blade pushed against the fabric, sticking next to his flesh.
"Then you should've thought twice about stalking." he says, letting him go and shoving him forward. "The Anbu Black Ops don't take kindly to that."
He quickly steadies his steps "I don't think the Anbu care as much as you do." He says, turning to them, "I assume you're here to kill someone then?"
"Yep. Zen Farfield. Wanted for accounts of burglary and manslaughter." he says, sheathing his sword
He puts away his own small katana, which he unsheathed while Dyn was focusing on his other hand "It seems you wouldn't need my help, though I would with nothing better to do."
"I'd love help. He's been alluding me this whole time." he grumbles. "also you speak as if you know the Anbu."
"Black ops organization. The village hidden in the leaves right?" He says, suddenly holding a Tetsubo over his shoulders in one hand.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
Dyn walks up to them. "Sorry to bother but I have a question for you."
"Fire away, stranger." He replies without turning around.
He pulls out a small leather bound book and opens it to show a drawing of a man with light brown hair and grey eyes. "Just curious if you've seen this man anywhere. Or if you've seen someone with a black mask with a red handprint on it?"
"Sorry, sir, but I've been here the best part of a day. I haven't seen your man." The dragonborn replies apologetically. "My name's Tearthorn, by the way."
"Dyn." he says, extending a gloved hand.
Tearthorn shakes it. "A pleasure, Dyn. What is your business?"
"Killing or capturing that man. Probably gonna end up killing him. he's too much of a liability to keep alive."
"Ah. Hitman, eh?" He chuckles, as if he finds the idea of someone getting hired to kill someone else silly. "I'm a... let's go with traveller and leave it at that."
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
"Don't even think about it." he snarls, pressing the blade closer
"Then I would suggest you let me go, it's not very friendly talking this way." He grunts, the blade pushed against the fabric, sticking next to his flesh.
"Then you should've thought twice about stalking." he says, letting him go and shoving him forward. "The Anbu Black Ops don't take kindly to that."
He quickly steadies his steps "I don't think the Anbu care as much as you do." He says, turning to them, "I assume you're here to kill someone then?"
"Yep. Zen Farfield. Wanted for accounts of burglary and manslaughter." he says, sheathing his sword
He puts away his own small katana, which he unsheathed while Dyn was focusing on his other hand "It seems you wouldn't need my help, though I would with nothing better to do."
"I'd love help. He's been alluding me this whole time." he grumbles. "also you speak as if you know the Anbu."
"Black ops organization. The village hidden in the leaves right?" He says, suddenly holding a Tetsubo over his shoulders in one hand.
Dyn nods, eyes the weapon. "I take it your from one of the other villages."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He bows to them. "Hello there! I'm preparing for Thanksgiving right now. Practicing, you know?" He presses some more pulverized flesh to the monument of sin.
*NO BAALZE, DON'T LEAVE ME!!!*
She reaches into her pouch, pulling out some rare seasoning only found in the Gnarly Desert, mainly spices, holding them out "Well hello sweetheart, you may want to use these if you want anythin' spicy." Her voice is very Southern.
He takes them. "Hey, thanks! What do I owe ya?" He gives them a little taste. Straight.
Dyn walks up to them. "Sorry to bother but I have a question for you."
"Fire away, stranger." He replies without turning around.
He pulls out a small leather bound book and opens it to show a drawing of a man with light brown hair and grey eyes. "Just curious if you've seen this man anywhere. Or if you've seen someone with a black mask with a red handprint on it?"
"Sorry, sir, but I've been here the best part of a day. I haven't seen your man." The dragonborn replies apologetically. "My name's Tearthorn, by the way."
"Dyn." he says, extending a gloved hand.
Tearthorn shakes it. "A pleasure, Dyn. What is your business?"
"Killing or capturing that man. Probably gonna end up killing him. he's too much of a liability to keep alive."
"Ah. Hitman, eh?" He chuckles, as if he finds the idea of someone getting hired to kill someone else silly. "I'm a... let's go with traveller and leave it at that."
"Not a hitman. Those are weak minded fools. I'm part of an organization called the Anbu Black Ops. Best of the best ninja around."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Don't even think about it." he snarls, pressing the blade closer
"Then I would suggest you let me go, it's not very friendly talking this way." He grunts, the blade pushed against the fabric, sticking next to his flesh.
"Then you should've thought twice about stalking." he says, letting him go and shoving him forward. "The Anbu Black Ops don't take kindly to that."
He quickly steadies his steps "I don't think the Anbu care as much as you do." He says, turning to them, "I assume you're here to kill someone then?"
"Yep. Zen Farfield. Wanted for accounts of burglary and manslaughter." he says, sheathing his sword
He puts away his own small katana, which he unsheathed while Dyn was focusing on his other hand "It seems you wouldn't need my help, though I would with nothing better to do."
"I'd love help. He's been alluding me this whole time." he grumbles. "also you speak as if you know the Anbu."
"Black ops organization. The village hidden in the leaves right?" He says, suddenly holding a Tetsubo over his shoulders in one hand.
Dyn nods, eyes the weapon. "I take it your from one of the other villages."
"...You could say that. I'll help find Zen, do you have any leads?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Don't even think about it." he snarls, pressing the blade closer
"Then I would suggest you let me go, it's not very friendly talking this way." He grunts, the blade pushed against the fabric, sticking next to his flesh.
"Then you should've thought twice about stalking." he says, letting him go and shoving him forward. "The Anbu Black Ops don't take kindly to that."
He quickly steadies his steps "I don't think the Anbu care as much as you do." He says, turning to them, "I assume you're here to kill someone then?"
"Yep. Zen Farfield. Wanted for accounts of burglary and manslaughter." he says, sheathing his sword
He puts away his own small katana, which he unsheathed while Dyn was focusing on his other hand "It seems you wouldn't need my help, though I would with nothing better to do."
"I'd love help. He's been alluding me this whole time." he grumbles. "also you speak as if you know the Anbu."
"Black ops organization. The village hidden in the leaves right?" He says, suddenly holding a Tetsubo over his shoulders in one hand.
Dyn nods, eyes the weapon. "I take it your from one of the other villages."
"...You could say that. I'll help find Zen, do you have any leads?"
"Rouge ninja?" he asks. "No leads. Found his old campsite though."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He bows to them. "Hello there! I'm preparing for Thanksgiving right now. Practicing, you know?" He presses some more pulverized flesh to the monument of sin.
*NO BAALZE, DON'T LEAVE ME!!!*
She reaches into her pouch, pulling out some rare seasoning only found in the Gnarly Desert, mainly spices, holding them out "Well hello sweetheart, you may want to use these if you want anythin' spicy." Her voice is very Southern.
He takes them. "Hey, thanks! What do I owe ya?" He gives them a little taste. Straight.
They add a lot of spicy, with a tinge of Wild Magic inside, but not anything too close to new for someone as experienced as Felix. She smiles, revealing some of her teeth replaced with handmade fangs made of other people's bones "You ain't know me nothin' but the satisfaction of a good meal."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
He takes them. "Hey, thanks! What do I owe ya?" He gives them a little taste. Straight.
They add a lot of spicy, with a tinge of Wild Magic inside, but not anything too close to new for someone as experienced as Felix. She smiles, revealing some of her teeth replaced with handmade fangs made of other people's bones "You ain't owe me nothin' but the satisfaction of a good meal."
He nods. "Deal. You one of the Valentines' goons? Nice to meet you either way. I'm Felix."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He takes them. "Hey, thanks! What do I owe ya?" He gives them a little taste. Straight.
They add a lot of spicy, with a tinge of Wild Magic inside, but not anything too close to new for someone as experienced as Felix. She smiles, revealing some of her teeth replaced with handmade fangs made of other people's bones "You ain't owe me nothin' but the satisfaction of a good meal."
He nods. "Deal. You one of the Valentines' goons? Nice to meet you either way. I'm Felix."
She shakes her head, slightly offended "I know what the Valentines did, and I ain't takin' part. I'm Merabelle, nice to meet ya too."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Yes. Already asked the barkeep. He hasn't checked in or appeared there." he says
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Black ops organization. The village hidden in the leaves right?" He says, suddenly holding a Tetsubo over his shoulders in one hand.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I am back for a bit*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(hello again)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
"Ah. Hitman, eh?" He chuckles, as if he finds the idea of someone getting hired to kill someone else silly. "I'm a... let's go with traveller and leave it at that."
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
*Oh thank goodness you're back.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Dyn nods, eyes the weapon. "I take it your from one of the other villages."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He takes them. "Hey, thanks! What do I owe ya?" He gives them a little taste. Straight.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Not a hitman. Those are weak minded fools. I'm part of an organization called the Anbu Black Ops. Best of the best ninja around."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"...You could say that. I'll help find Zen, do you have any leads?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Rouge ninja?" he asks. "No leads. Found his old campsite though."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They add a lot of spicy, with a tinge of Wild Magic inside, but not anything too close to new for someone as experienced as Felix. She smiles, revealing some of her teeth replaced with handmade fangs made of other people's bones "You ain't know me nothin' but the satisfaction of a good meal."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He nods. "Deal. You one of the Valentines' goons? Nice to meet you either way. I'm Felix."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Rouge Ninja." He nods, crouching and obviously beginning to think "Any idea if they're after something or someone in particular?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"What village?" he asks. "Yes. A few of the occupants here."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I'm back. Does anyone want to roleplay?*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I'd love to buddy!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I don't know how much time I have, but sure!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Thank you.*
Jack is getting an arcane tattoo etched on to the back of his hand.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She shakes her head, slightly offended "I know what the Valentines did, and I ain't takin' part. I'm Merabelle, nice to meet ya too."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)