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#23725 Jan 20, 2023
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(Hello)

*Hello!!*

*I too hath returned from slumber*

*yay!!*

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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
#23726 Jan 20, 2023
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A scared and battered lizardfolk walks into the tavern. Their leather armor from a patch work of different pieces, all slashed and cut together. Their great axe on their back is but a piece of a bone of a greater beast. They wonder into the establishment, surveying the local before sitting down and sipping some water.

A most curious effect happens as they order, a voice slightly lags behind their own, creating an otherworldly echo around them.

*This is Throden-Ihtros, member of the Carnaries*

Ixmith looks up from her book-reading and grins from ear to ear. She jumps up and hugs Throden-Ihtros.

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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
#23727 Jan 20, 2023
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(Gotta go shovel snow. be back later)

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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
#23728 Jan 20, 2023
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(Gotta go shovel snow. be back later)

*okie dokie. be safe*

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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
#23729 Jan 20, 2023
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A scared and battered lizardfolk walks into the tavern. Their leather armor from a patch work of different pieces, all slashed and cut together. Their great axe on their back is but a piece of a bone of a greater beast. They wonder into the establishment, surveying the local before sitting down and sipping some water.

A most curious effect happens as they order, a voice slightly lags behind their own, creating an otherworldly echo around them.

*This is Throden-Ihtros, member of the Carnaries*

Ixmith looks up from her book-reading and grins from ear to ear. She jumps up and hugs Throden-Ihtros.

Ihtros (the ghost possessing/sharing a body with Throden) takes this chance to depossess the body and go read.

Throden hugs Ixmith back. "Your desplaces of affection always surprise me. How long was I late?"

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#23730 Jan 20, 2023
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A scared and battered lizardfolk walks into the tavern. Their leather armor from a patch work of different pieces, all slashed and cut together. Their great axe on their back is but a piece of a bone of a greater beast. They wonder into the establishment, surveying the local before sitting down and sipping some water.

A most curious effect happens as they order, a voice slightly lags behind their own, creating an otherworldly echo around them.

*This is Throden-Ihtros, member of the Carnaries*

Ixmith looks up from her book-reading and grins from ear to ear. She jumps up and hugs Throden-Ihtros.

Ihtros (the ghost possessing/sharing a body with Throden) takes this chance to depossess the body and go read.

Throden hugs Ixmith back. "Your desplaces of affection always surprise me. How long was I late?"

"How art thou!" she said in olden-common. Her eyes glitter with joy.

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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
#23731 Jan 20, 2023
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A scared and battered lizardfolk walks into the tavern. Their leather armor from a patch work of different pieces, all slashed and cut together. Their great axe on their back is but a piece of a bone of a greater beast. They wonder into the establishment, surveying the local before sitting down and sipping some water.

A most curious effect happens as they order, a voice slightly lags behind their own, creating an otherworldly echo around them.

*This is Throden-Ihtros, member of the Carnaries*

Ixmith looks up from her book-reading and grins from ear to ear. She jumps up and hugs Throden-Ihtros.

Ihtros (the ghost possessing/sharing a body with Throden) takes this chance to depossess the body and go read.

Throden hugs Ixmith back. "Your desplaces of affection always surprise me. How long was I late?"

"How art thou!" she said in olden-common. Her eyes glitter with joy.

"Adequate. Hungry for food, and my ancestor is hungry for knowledge as usual. You have yet to answer my question." They state, as their eyes survey the room, not focusing on Ixmith

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A scared and battered lizardfolk walks into the tavern. Their leather armor from a patch work of different pieces, all slashed and cut together. Their great axe on their back is but a piece of a bone of a greater beast. They wonder into the establishment, surveying the local before sitting down and sipping some water.

A most curious effect happens as they order, a voice slightly lags behind their own, creating an otherworldly echo around them.

*This is Throden-Ihtros, member of the Carnaries*

Ixmith looks up from her book-reading and grins from ear to ear. She jumps up and hugs Throden-Ihtros.

Ihtros (the ghost possessing/sharing a body with Throden) takes this chance to depossess the body and go read.

Throden hugs Ixmith back. "Your desplaces of affection always surprise me. How long was I late?"

"How art thou!" she said in olden-common. Her eyes glitter with joy.

"Adequate. Hungry for food, and my ancestor is hungry for knowledge as usual. You have yet to answer my question." They state, as their eyes survey the room, not focusing on Ixmith

"Ah yes. Not very late. I arrived three days ago" she said "and as for food i can prepare you something if you would like" she grins a bit.

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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 scared and battered lizardfolk walks into the tavern. Their leather armor from a patch work of different pieces, all slashed and cut together. Their great axe on their back is but a piece of a bone of a greater beast. They wonder into the establishment, surveying the local before sitting down and sipping some water.

A most curious effect happens as they order, a voice slightly lags behind their own, creating an otherworldly echo around them.

*This is Throden-Ihtros, member of the Carnaries*

Ixmith looks up from her book-reading and grins from ear to ear. She jumps up and hugs Throden-Ihtros.

Ihtros (the ghost possessing/sharing a body with Throden) takes this chance to depossess the body and go read.

Throden hugs Ixmith back. "Your desplaces of affection always surprise me. How long was I late?"

"How art thou!" she said in olden-common. Her eyes glitter with joy.

"Adequate. Hungry for food, and my ancestor is hungry for knowledge as usual. You have yet to answer my question." They state, as their eyes survey the room, not focusing on Ixmith

"Ah yes. Not very late. I arrived three days ago" she said "and as for food i can prepare you something if you would like" she grins a bit.

"Sure," They reply, a glint of hunger in their eyes as they look at Ixmith. "Shall hunting be required to attain the ingredients?"

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'are you anyhow related to Loki and avoin?" Galax says while looking through the A section of the tuning forks

"Indeed. I suspect that neither frequent here do they?"

"They actually do, though they are both shy" he says, pulling out a fork that has a label that says Avernus

"Mmmm... Know where they are currently?" They ask. shivering slightly at the thought of hell

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A scared and battered lizardfolk walks into the tavern. Their leather armor from a patch work of different pieces, all slashed and cut together. Their great axe on their back is but a piece of a bone of a greater beast. They wonder into the establishment, surveying the local before sitting down and sipping some water.

A most curious effect happens as they order, a voice slightly lags behind their own, creating an otherworldly echo around them.

*This is Throden-Ihtros, member of the Carnaries*

Ixmith looks up from her book-reading and grins from ear to ear. She jumps up and hugs Throden-Ihtros.

Ihtros (the ghost possessing/sharing a body with Throden) takes this chance to depossess the body and go read.

Throden hugs Ixmith back. "Your desplaces of affection always surprise me. How long was I late?"

"How art thou!" she said in olden-common. Her eyes glitter with joy.

"Adequate. Hungry for food, and my ancestor is hungry for knowledge as usual. You have yet to answer my question." They state, as their eyes survey the room, not focusing on Ixmith

"Ah yes. Not very late. I arrived three days ago" she said "and as for food i can prepare you something if you would like" she grins a bit.

"Sure," They reply, a glint of hunger in their eyes as they look at Ixmith. "Shall hunting be required to attain the ingredients?"

"Maybe" she said with a grin as her eyes narrow, glinting.

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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 scared and battered lizardfolk walks into the tavern. Their leather armor from a patch work of different pieces, all slashed and cut together. Their great axe on their back is but a piece of a bone of a greater beast. They wonder into the establishment, surveying the local before sitting down and sipping some water.

A most curious effect happens as they order, a voice slightly lags behind their own, creating an otherworldly echo around them.

*This is Throden-Ihtros, member of the Carnaries*

Ixmith looks up from her book-reading and grins from ear to ear. She jumps up and hugs Throden-Ihtros.

Ihtros (the ghost possessing/sharing a body with Throden) takes this chance to depossess the body and go read.

Throden hugs Ixmith back. "Your desplaces of affection always surprise me. How long was I late?"

"How art thou!" she said in olden-common. Her eyes glitter with joy.

"Adequate. Hungry for food, and my ancestor is hungry for knowledge as usual. You have yet to answer my question." They state, as their eyes survey the room, not focusing on Ixmith

"Ah yes. Not very late. I arrived three days ago" she said "and as for food i can prepare you something if you would like" she grins a bit.

"Sure," They reply, a glint of hunger in their eyes as they look at Ixmith. "Shall hunting be required to attain the ingredients?"

"Maybe" she said with a grin as her eyes narrow, glinting.

"Mmm... A more soild answer can be delayed. Your rest here, how has it been?" They ask, sitting down again

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A scared and battered lizardfolk walks into the tavern. Their leather armor from a patch work of different pieces, all slashed and cut together. Their great axe on their back is but a piece of a bone of a greater beast. They wonder into the establishment, surveying the local before sitting down and sipping some water.

A most curious effect happens as they order, a voice slightly lags behind their own, creating an otherworldly echo around them.

*This is Throden-Ihtros, member of the Carnaries*

Ixmith looks up from her book-reading and grins from ear to ear. She jumps up and hugs Throden-Ihtros.

Ihtros (the ghost possessing/sharing a body with Throden) takes this chance to depossess the body and go read.

Throden hugs Ixmith back. "Your desplaces of affection always surprise me. How long was I late?"

"How art thou!" she said in olden-common. Her eyes glitter with joy.

"Adequate. Hungry for food, and my ancestor is hungry for knowledge as usual. You have yet to answer my question." They state, as their eyes survey the room, not focusing on Ixmith

"Ah yes. Not very late. I arrived three days ago" she said "and as for food i can prepare you something if you would like" she grins a bit.

"Sure," They reply, a glint of hunger in their eyes as they look at Ixmith. "Shall hunting be required to attain the ingredients?"

"Maybe" she said with a grin as her eyes narrow, glinting.

"Mmm... A more soild answer can be delayed. Your rest here, how has it been?" They ask, sitting down again

"I was joking Throden, we can go hunt!" she said with a grin

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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 scared and battered lizardfolk walks into the tavern. Their leather armor from a patch work of different pieces, all slashed and cut together. Their great axe on their back is but a piece of a bone of a greater beast. They wonder into the establishment, surveying the local before sitting down and sipping some water.

A most curious effect happens as they order, a voice slightly lags behind their own, creating an otherworldly echo around them.

*This is Throden-Ihtros, member of the Carnaries*

Ixmith looks up from her book-reading and grins from ear to ear. She jumps up and hugs Throden-Ihtros.

Ihtros (the ghost possessing/sharing a body with Throden) takes this chance to depossess the body and go read.

Throden hugs Ixmith back. "Your desplaces of affection always surprise me. How long was I late?"

"How art thou!" she said in olden-common. Her eyes glitter with joy.

"Adequate. Hungry for food, and my ancestor is hungry for knowledge as usual. You have yet to answer my question." They state, as their eyes survey the room, not focusing on Ixmith

"Ah yes. Not very late. I arrived three days ago" she said "and as for food i can prepare you something if you would like" she grins a bit.

"Sure," They reply, a glint of hunger in their eyes as they look at Ixmith. "Shall hunting be required to attain the ingredients?"

"Maybe" she said with a grin as her eyes narrow, glinting.

"Mmm... A more soild answer can be delayed. Your rest here, how has it been?" They ask, sitting down again

"I was joking Throden, we can go hunt!" she said with a grin

They shurg. "The desire to hunt or not hunt, it has no hold over me one way or another."

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A scared and battered lizardfolk walks into the tavern. Their leather armor from a patch work of different pieces, all slashed and cut together. Their great axe on their back is but a piece of a bone of a greater beast. They wonder into the establishment, surveying the local before sitting down and sipping some water.

A most curious effect happens as they order, a voice slightly lags behind their own, creating an otherworldly echo around them.

*This is Throden-Ihtros, member of the Carnaries*

Ixmith looks up from her book-reading and grins from ear to ear. She jumps up and hugs Throden-Ihtros.

Ihtros (the ghost possessing/sharing a body with Throden) takes this chance to depossess the body and go read.

Throden hugs Ixmith back. "Your desplaces of affection always surprise me. How long was I late?"

"How art thou!" she said in olden-common. Her eyes glitter with joy.

"Adequate. Hungry for food, and my ancestor is hungry for knowledge as usual. You have yet to answer my question." They state, as their eyes survey the room, not focusing on Ixmith

"Ah yes. Not very late. I arrived three days ago" she said "and as for food i can prepare you something if you would like" she grins a bit.

"Sure," They reply, a glint of hunger in their eyes as they look at Ixmith. "Shall hunting be required to attain the ingredients?"

"Maybe" she said with a grin as her eyes narrow, glinting.

"Mmm... A more soild answer can be delayed. Your rest here, how has it been?" They ask, sitting down again

"I was joking Throden, we can go hunt!" she said with a grin

They shurg. "The desire to hunt or not hunt, it has no hold over me one way or another."

"You can pick" she said "Im happy your here so ill will follow along"

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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 scared and battered lizardfolk walks into the tavern. Their leather armor from a patch work of different pieces, all slashed and cut together. Their great axe on their back is but a piece of a bone of a greater beast. They wonder into the establishment, surveying the local before sitting down and sipping some water.

A most curious effect happens as they order, a voice slightly lags behind their own, creating an otherworldly echo around them.

*This is Throden-Ihtros, member of the Carnaries*

Ixmith looks up from her book-reading and grins from ear to ear. She jumps up and hugs Throden-Ihtros.

Ihtros (the ghost possessing/sharing a body with Throden) takes this chance to depossess the body and go read.

Throden hugs Ixmith back. "Your desplaces of affection always surprise me. How long was I late?"

"How art thou!" she said in olden-common. Her eyes glitter with joy.

"Adequate. Hungry for food, and my ancestor is hungry for knowledge as usual. You have yet to answer my question." They state, as their eyes survey the room, not focusing on Ixmith

"Ah yes. Not very late. I arrived three days ago" she said "and as for food i can prepare you something if you would like" she grins a bit.

"Sure," They reply, a glint of hunger in their eyes as they look at Ixmith. "Shall hunting be required to attain the ingredients?"

"Maybe" she said with a grin as her eyes narrow, glinting.

"Mmm... A more soild answer can be delayed. Your rest here, how has it been?" They ask, sitting down again

"I was joking Throden, we can go hunt!" she said with a grin

They shurg. "The desire to hunt or not hunt, it has no hold over me one way or another."

"You can pick" she said "Im happy your here so ill will follow along"

"Mmm..." the lizardfolk thinks, as its teeth lock together. "Rest, that shall be my action for now."

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A scared and battered lizardfolk walks into the tavern. Their leather armor from a patch work of different pieces, all slashed and cut together. Their great axe on their back is but a piece of a bone of a greater beast. They wonder into the establishment, surveying the local before sitting down and sipping some water.

A most curious effect happens as they order, a voice slightly lags behind their own, creating an otherworldly echo around them.

*This is Throden-Ihtros, member of the Carnaries*

Ixmith looks up from her book-reading and grins from ear to ear. She jumps up and hugs Throden-Ihtros.

Ihtros (the ghost possessing/sharing a body with Throden) takes this chance to depossess the body and go read.

Throden hugs Ixmith back. "Your desplaces of affection always surprise me. How long was I late?"

"How art thou!" she said in olden-common. Her eyes glitter with joy.

"Adequate. Hungry for food, and my ancestor is hungry for knowledge as usual. You have yet to answer my question." They state, as their eyes survey the room, not focusing on Ixmith

"Ah yes. Not very late. I arrived three days ago" she said "and as for food i can prepare you something if you would like" she grins a bit.

"Sure," They reply, a glint of hunger in their eyes as they look at Ixmith. "Shall hunting be required to attain the ingredients?"

"Maybe" she said with a grin as her eyes narrow, glinting.

"Mmm... A more soild answer can be delayed. Your rest here, how has it been?" They ask, sitting down again

"I was joking Throden, we can go hunt!" she said with a grin

They shurg. "The desire to hunt or not hunt, it has no hold over me one way or another."

"You can pick" she said "Im happy your here so ill will follow along"

"Mmm..." the lizardfolk thinks, as its teeth lock together. "Rest, that shall be my action for now."

"Okay" she said and summoned a teapot and two teacups. She casts create water and begins to boil it in the pot by also casting produce flame.

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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 scared and battered lizardfolk walks into the tavern. Their leather armor from a patch work of different pieces, all slashed and cut together. Their great axe on their back is but a piece of a bone of a greater beast. They wonder into the establishment, surveying the local before sitting down and sipping some water.

A most curious effect happens as they order, a voice slightly lags behind their own, creating an otherworldly echo around them.

*This is Throden-Ihtros, member of the Carnaries*

Ixmith looks up from her book-reading and grins from ear to ear. She jumps up and hugs Throden-Ihtros.

Ihtros (the ghost possessing/sharing a body with Throden) takes this chance to depossess the body and go read.

Throden hugs Ixmith back. "Your desplaces of affection always surprise me. How long was I late?"

"How art thou!" she said in olden-common. Her eyes glitter with joy.

"Adequate. Hungry for food, and my ancestor is hungry for knowledge as usual. You have yet to answer my question." They state, as their eyes survey the room, not focusing on Ixmith

"Ah yes. Not very late. I arrived three days ago" she said "and as for food i can prepare you something if you would like" she grins a bit.

"Sure," They reply, a glint of hunger in their eyes as they look at Ixmith. "Shall hunting be required to attain the ingredients?"

"Maybe" she said with a grin as her eyes narrow, glinting.

"Mmm... A more soild answer can be delayed. Your rest here, how has it been?" They ask, sitting down again

"I was joking Throden, we can go hunt!" she said with a grin

They shurg. "The desire to hunt or not hunt, it has no hold over me one way or another."

"You can pick" she said "Im happy your here so ill will follow along"

"Mmm..." the lizardfolk thinks, as its teeth lock together. "Rest, that shall be my action for now."

"Okay" she said and summoned a teapot and two teacups. She casts create water and begins to boil it in the pot by also casting produce flame.

Throden closes thier eyes, resting for a while.

Ihtros floats down from the rafters. "Ixmith." They say, bowing slightly to be respectful

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Two were-ferrets walk into the bar, one has the name Sushi pinned to their shirt and a heart shaped pin in their hair. The other has the word Rice pinned to their shirt and a heart shaped pin on their shirt sleeve. The first, Sushi, immediately enters the kitchen and their's a cacophony of banging and Gordon Ramsey impressions. The second, Rice, climbs atop the bar and shouts, "AIGHT AIGHT, LISTEN UP PEOPLE! THIS ESTABLISHMENT IS UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT! ME AND MY FRIEND RICE HAVE BEEN ENTRUSTED TO TAKE CARE OF THIS HERE INN IN THE ABSENCE OF DAEMON KINGSLEY! So anyway, my throat hurts, too much Karaoke yesterday. Anyway, some things are going to change, for example, poker is gonna be legal now you hear? Also crime, crime is fine."

"Crime is always fine comes a shout from the kitchen."

"Yeah yeah, so anyway, new management, the back room is still off limits, and order up or whatever. Now how do I get down..." slowly attempts to get down without hurting himself

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*That is kinda cute*

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Two were-ferrets walk into the bar, one has the name Sushi pinned to their shirt and a heart shaped pin in their hair. The other has the word Rice pinned to their shirt and a heart shaped pin on their shirt sleeve. The first, Sushi, immediately enters the kitchen and their's a cacophony of banging and Gordon Ramsey impressions. The second, Rice, climbs atop the bar and shouts, "AIGHT AIGHT, LISTEN UP PEOPLE! THIS ESTABLISHMENT IS UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT! ME AND MY FRIEND RICE HAVE BEEN ENTRUSTED TO TAKE CARE OF THIS HERE INN IN THE ABSENCE OF DAEMON KINGSLEY! So anyway, my throat hurts, too much Karaoke yesterday. Anyway, some things are going to change, for example, poker is gonna be legal now you hear? Also crime, crime is fine."

"Crime is always fine comes a shout from the kitchen."

"Yeah yeah, so anyway, new management, the back room is still off limits, and order up or whatever. Now how do I get down..." slowly attempts to get down without hurting himself

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*That is kinda cute*

*You dare? Sushi and Rice are hella frightning. Grrr. :p *

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A scared and battered lizardfolk walks into the tavern. Their leather armor from a patch work of different pieces, all slashed and cut together. Their great axe on their back is but a piece of a bone of a greater beast. They wonder into the establishment, surveying the local before sitting down and sipping some water.

A most curious effect happens as they order, a voice slightly lags behind their own, creating an otherworldly echo around them.

*This is Throden-Ihtros, member of the Carnaries*

Ixmith looks up from her book-reading and grins from ear to ear. She jumps up and hugs Throden-Ihtros.

Ihtros (the ghost possessing/sharing a body with Throden) takes this chance to depossess the body and go read.

Throden hugs Ixmith back. "Your desplaces of affection always surprise me. How long was I late?"

"How art thou!" she said in olden-common. Her eyes glitter with joy.

"Adequate. Hungry for food, and my ancestor is hungry for knowledge as usual. You have yet to answer my question." They state, as their eyes survey the room, not focusing on Ixmith

"Ah yes. Not very late. I arrived three days ago" she said "and as for food i can prepare you something if you would like" she grins a bit.

"Sure," They reply, a glint of hunger in their eyes as they look at Ixmith. "Shall hunting be required to attain the ingredients?"

"Maybe" she said with a grin as her eyes narrow, glinting.

"Mmm... A more soild answer can be delayed. Your rest here, how has it been?" They ask, sitting down again

"I was joking Throden, we can go hunt!" she said with a grin

They shurg. "The desire to hunt or not hunt, it has no hold over me one way or another."

"You can pick" she said "Im happy your here so ill will follow along"

"Mmm..." the lizardfolk thinks, as its teeth lock together. "Rest, that shall be my action for now."

"Okay" she said and summoned a teapot and two teacups. She casts create water and begins to boil it in the pot by also casting produce flame.

Throden closes thier eyes, resting for a while.

Ihtros floats down from the rafters. "Ixmith." They say, bowing slightly to be respectful

She smiles and waves "How art thou Ihtros!"

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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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