The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The new guy stares at her before pulling out a pack of wanted papers then begins sifting through them. He pulls one up and looks between the woman and the poster, "Naw, the eye's aren't right and this one has a neck scar..."
The woman looks over and snorts.
"Don't snort at me missy. This here bounty is worth 1,000 gold, you know what I can do with that money?" He taps the paper
"Get better clothes? I dont know and dont care" she says.
"Fun. Another disrespectful passerby. At least the gravedigger earlier was nice. You know it's common courtesy to leave your weapons at the door."
"I'll do it when im good and ready." She said and blinks.
He grunts, then checks the wanted poster again just to be sure, "Would it hurt to be a little nicer?"
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The new guy stares at her before pulling out a pack of wanted papers then begins sifting through them. He pulls one up and looks between the woman and the poster, "Naw, the eye's aren't right and this one has a neck scar..."
The woman looks over and snorts.
"Don't snort at me missy. This here bounty is worth 1,000 gold, you know what I can do with that money?" He taps the paper
"Get better clothes? I dont know and dont care" she says.
"Fun. Another disrespectful passerby. At least the gravedigger earlier was nice. You know it's common courtesy to leave your weapons at the door."
"I'll do it when im good and ready." She said and blinks.
He grunts, then checks the wanted poster again just to be sure, "Would it hurt to be a little nicer?"
"Yes. It would bore a hole right through my chest." She says and narrows her eyes.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The new guy stares at her before pulling out a pack of wanted papers then begins sifting through them. He pulls one up and looks between the woman and the poster, "Naw, the eye's aren't right and this one has a neck scar..."
The woman looks over and snorts.
"Don't snort at me missy. This here bounty is worth 1,000 gold, you know what I can do with that money?" He taps the paper
"Get better clothes? I dont know and dont care" she says.
"Fun. Another disrespectful passerby. At least the gravedigger earlier was nice. You know it's common courtesy to leave your weapons at the door."
"I'll do it when im good and ready." She said and blinks.
He grunts, then checks the wanted poster again just to be sure, "Would it hurt to be a little nicer?"
"Yes. It would bore a hole right through my chest." She says and narrows her eyes.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
"Maybe for some." she 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
"I used to be a soldier." She said and swirled the whiskey in her glass.
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
"Sorry, I didn't mean to lose my temper..."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"So what happened at River's end?"
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Never apologize for something like that." he says and smiles "I just want to make sure your ok.."
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
"Bombings." she said "Fire fights.... normal stuff."
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'd rather not do stuff that would be terrible for others." she 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
He grunts, then checks the wanted poster again just to be sure, "Would it hurt to be a little nicer?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Yes. It would bore a hole right through my chest." She says and narrows her eyes.
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
"Whatever missy."
*Gtg*
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Phoenix nods and lays back down.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Yeah. The normal stuff." theren says with a slight sigh.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
(back)
*Hi back >:3*
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*ojihugfds*
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
(Hi Niko)
( Are you having a seizure?...)
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
*Hi Mooooon, wassupppppppppppppppppp*
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
(Hi Wendigo)
(Finally remembered the password to this account)