A carriage rolls into town, drawn by two large white and black furred horses. It's a gothic design, and looks like it would be bought by a very oppulant person
Sitting inside is a man is dirty plate armor. The helmet is gone, showing a young mans face. He has bright green eyes and jet black hair. At his hip is a longsword.
The young woman inside beside him is dressed in a ankle length black dress with sleeves made of silk. her long black hair is tied back in a braid that reaches down her middle back. Over her face is a viel that conceals it for the most part
The young man looks out the window, exhausted. "Finally. We are here.."
She looks up slightly, "It would seem so... small town, but good enough for this"
He nods. "Do you think its safe enough?"
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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.
A carriage rolls into town, drawn by two large white and black furred horses. It's a gothic design, and looks like it would be bought by a very oppulant person
Sitting inside is a man is dirty plate armor. The helmet is gone, showing a young mans face. He has bright green eyes and jet black hair. At his hip is a longsword.
The young woman inside beside him is dressed in a ankle length black dress with sleeves made of silk. her long black hair is tied back in a braid that reaches down her middle back. Over her face is a viel that conceals it for the most part
The young man looks out the window, exhausted. "Finally. We are here.."
She looks up slightly, "It would seem so... small town, but good enough for this"
He nods. "Do you think its safe enough?"
"It's the best we can manage can't we" she sighs, the carriage rolling infront of the tavern
A carriage rolls into town, drawn by two large white and black furred horses. It's a gothic design, and looks like it would be bought by a very oppulant person
John watches the carriage, sharpening his blade as it radiates golden energy. He doesn't have most of his armor on, just the gauntlets and helm.
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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.'
A carriage rolls into town, drawn by two large white and black furred horses. It's a gothic design, and looks like it would be bought by a very oppulant person
John watches the carriage, sharpening his blade as it radiates golden energy. He doesn't have most of his armor on, just the gauntlets and helm.
A young woman looks out the window of the carriage, a viel shading her face, hanging off of some sort of sharp looking circlet around her head
Traitor is still just outside the Inn, very carefully trying to stitch up the holes in the sweater Donn gave her. Judging by the broken sewing needles, it isn't going too well. She seems frustrated.
KK is inside the Inn, writing something down on a notepad.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A carriage rolls into town, drawn by two large white and black furred horses. It's a gothic design, and looks like it would be bought by a very oppulant person
John watches the carriage, sharpening his blade as it radiates golden energy. He doesn't have most of his armor on, just the gauntlets and helm.
A young woman looks out the window of the carriage, a viel shading her face, hanging off of some sort of sharp looking circlet around her head
He waves to them, sticking his blade into the ground "Welcome, are you new here?" He asks politely through his helm.
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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.'
A carriage rolls into town, drawn by two large white and black furred horses. It's a gothic design, and looks like it would be bought by a very oppulant person
John watches the carriage, sharpening his blade as it radiates golden energy. He doesn't have most of his armor on, just the gauntlets and helm.
A young woman looks out the window of the carriage, a viel shading her face, hanging off of some sort of sharp looking circlet around her head
He waves to them, sticking his blade into the ground "Welcome, are you new here?" He asks politely through his helm.
"Um... yes." she nods, looking back at the armored guard behind her for a moment, "Is it normal for people to talk to those in carriages here?"
A carriage rolls into town, drawn by two large white and black furred horses. It's a gothic design, and looks like it would be bought by a very oppulant person
John watches the carriage, sharpening his blade as it radiates golden energy. He doesn't have most of his armor on, just the gauntlets and helm.
A young woman looks out the window of the carriage, a viel shading her face, hanging off of some sort of sharp looking circlet around her head
He waves to them, sticking his blade into the ground "Welcome, are you new here?" He asks politely through his helm.
"Um... yes." she nods, looking back at the armored guard behind her for a moment, "Is it normal for people to talk to those in carriages here?"
He shakes his head, the glow of his blade dimming "I am not from here myself, so it may not me. Simply trying to strike up a conversation."
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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 nods. "Do you think its safe enough?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"It's the best we can manage can't we" she sighs, the carriage rolling infront of the tavern
*yo*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Wassup big man.*
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.)
*evening you two*
*Evening dear Alaric. Good to see you.*
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.)
*Nice to see ya aswell :D*
*as it turns out, I’m only 5’9” and a half*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*How are ya doin? Doin good I hope.*
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.)
*Hmm, I'm 5'10. Did you go to the dentist or something to get your height checked?*
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.)
*Yep, feeling decent. just did a duo intro if you check above*
*Nope I just measured myself in decibels per milliliter and used unit conversion*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Interesting, and good to hear that. I'll check em out.*
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.)
John watches the carriage, sharpening his blade as it radiates golden energy. He doesn't have most of his armor on, just the gauntlets and helm.
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.)
*Hmm, okay. Curious about your height or were you just bored?*
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.)
A young woman looks out the window of the carriage, a viel shading her face, hanging off of some sort of sharp looking circlet around her head
Traitor is still just outside the Inn, very carefully trying to stitch up the holes in the sweater Donn gave her. Judging by the broken sewing needles, it isn't going too well. She seems frustrated.
KK is inside the Inn, writing something down on a notepad.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He waves to them, sticking his blade into the ground "Welcome, are you new here?" He asks politely through his helm.
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.)
"Um... yes." she nods, looking back at the armored guard behind her for a moment, "Is it normal for people to talk to those in carriages here?"
He shakes his head, the glow of his blade dimming "I am not from here myself, so it may not me. Simply trying to strike up a conversation."
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.)