*Mornin’ everybody, I’m finally here, and on mobile.*
*Allo*
*Ah wassup Theren?*
*Nothing much. Wanna rp?*
*Course I do, who ya want?*
*idk, heres who i have though*
Theren is sipping his morning cup of coffee, watching the birds fly around
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, making sure they are in tip top shape.
Leo is now back from his honeymoon and is tuning up Festus
-new character-
Sitting in a meadow is young elf, maybe about 24 in elf years. He wears a tree bark mask and has a hooked staff. Rabbits, a wolf, and a deer lay near him as he mumbles in Sylvan to them, healing their wounds slowly. He wears all brown clothing with a green full body cloak. His chocolate colored hair sticks up in the back a bit and his facial features are hidden by the mask.
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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.
*Mornin’ everybody, I’m finally here, and on mobile.*
*Allo*
*Ah wassup Theren?*
*Nothing much. Wanna rp?*
*Course I do, who ya want?*
*idk, heres who i have though*
Leo is now back from his honeymoon and is tuning up Festus
Sitting in a meadow is young elf, maybe about 24 in elf years. He wears a tree bark mask and has a hooked staff. Rabbits, a wolf, and a deer lay near him as he mumbles in Sylvan to them, healing their wounds slowly. He wears all brown clothing with a green full body cloak. His chocolate colored hair sticks up in the back a bit and his facial features are hidden by the mask.
Ana is always nearby, and she’s bought herself a robe to chill in when she doesn’t feel like wearing tight clothes, lying on the couch and watching her husband work.
Darius watches them silently, his obsidian greatsword in his hands as he listens to them speak in Sylvan, unbeknownst to them, after more than a year in the Feywild, he speaks and understands it fluently.
*Mornin’ everybody, I’m finally here, and on mobile.*
*Allo*
*Ah wassup Theren?*
*Nothing much. Wanna rp?*
*Course I do, who ya want?*
*idk, heres who i have though*
Leo is now back from his honeymoon and is tuning up Festus
Sitting in a meadow is young elf, maybe about 24 in elf years. He wears a tree bark mask and has a hooked staff. Rabbits, a wolf, and a deer lay near him as he mumbles in Sylvan to them, healing their wounds slowly. He wears all brown clothing with a green full body cloak. His chocolate colored hair sticks up in the back a bit and his facial features are hidden by the mask.
Ana is always nearby, and she’s bought herself a robe to chill in when she doesn’t feel like wearing tight clothes, lying on the couch and watching her husband work.
Darius watches them silently, his obsidian greatsword in his hands as he listens to them speak in Sylvan, unbeknownst to them, after more than a year in the Feywild, he speaks and understands it fluently.
Leo hums to himself as he works, tuning Festus's flight modules.
He seems to be telling the animals to heal faster and placing protective charms on them
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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.
*Mornin’ everybody, I’m finally here, and on mobile.*
*Allo*
*Ah wassup Theren?*
*Nothing much. Wanna rp?*
*Course I do, who ya want?*
*idk, heres who i have though*
Leo is now back from his honeymoon and is tuning up Festus
Sitting in a meadow is young elf, maybe about 24 in elf years. He wears a tree bark mask and has a hooked staff. Rabbits, a wolf, and a deer lay near him as he mumbles in Sylvan to them, healing their wounds slowly. He wears all brown clothing with a green full body cloak. His chocolate colored hair sticks up in the back a bit and his facial features are hidden by the mask.
Ana is always nearby, and she’s bought herself a robe to chill in when she doesn’t feel like wearing tight clothes, lying on the couch and watching her husband work.
Darius watches them silently, his obsidian greatsword in his hands as he listens to them speak in Sylvan, unbeknownst to them, after more than a year in the Feywild, he speaks and understands it fluently.
Leo hums to himself as he works, tuning Festus's flight modules.
He seems to be telling the animals to heal faster and placing protective charms on them
She hums with them, looking up at the ceiling as she thinks about things, sighing softly and feeling where her molar used to be.
He cracks a branch on the ground to make it known he’s there, though he doesn’t say anything yet.
*Mornin’ everybody, I’m finally here, and on mobile.*
*Allo*
*Ah wassup Theren?*
*Nothing much. Wanna rp?*
*Course I do, who ya want?*
*idk, heres who i have though*
Leo is now back from his honeymoon and is tuning up Festus
Sitting in a meadow is young elf, maybe about 24 in elf years. He wears a tree bark mask and has a hooked staff. Rabbits, a wolf, and a deer lay near him as he mumbles in Sylvan to them, healing their wounds slowly. He wears all brown clothing with a green full body cloak. His chocolate colored hair sticks up in the back a bit and his facial features are hidden by the mask.
Ana is always nearby, and she’s bought herself a robe to chill in when she doesn’t feel like wearing tight clothes, lying on the couch and watching her husband work.
Darius watches them silently, his obsidian greatsword in his hands as he listens to them speak in Sylvan, unbeknownst to them, after more than a year in the Feywild, he speaks and understands it fluently.
Leo hums to himself as he works, tuning Festus's flight modules.
He seems to be telling the animals to heal faster and placing protective charms on them
She hums with them, looking up at the ceiling as she thinks about things, sighing softly and feeling where her molar used to be.
He cracks a branch on the ground to make it known he’s there, though he doesn’t say anything yet.
Leo looks over. "You alright dear?"
The elf looks up, grabbing their staff slowly. The animals move behind him.
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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.
*Im chillin’, I’m down to rp if you are, though I’m a bit tired.*
*awesome!*
Drilin is chilling in the town square
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*Nothing much. Wanna rp?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Course I do, who ya want?*
They hear the ground shake a little as Ragnerious the 15ft tall dragon man walks through the town square.
'Uhhh, hey there!'
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*idk, heres who i have though*
Theren is sipping his morning cup of coffee, watching the birds fly around
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, making sure they are in tip top shape.
Leo is now back from his honeymoon and is tuning up Festus
-new character-
Sitting in a meadow is young elf, maybe about 24 in elf years. He wears a tree bark mask and has a hooked staff. Rabbits, a wolf, and a deer lay near him as he mumbles in Sylvan to them, healing their wounds slowly. He wears all brown clothing with a green full body cloak. His chocolate colored hair sticks up in the back a bit and his facial features are hidden by the mask.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Ana is always nearby, and she’s bought herself a robe to chill in when she doesn’t feel like wearing tight clothes, lying on the couch and watching her husband work.
Darius watches them silently, his obsidian greatsword in his hands as he listens to them speak in Sylvan, unbeknownst to them, after more than a year in the Feywild, he speaks and understands it fluently.
He stops for a moment, smiling and looking down at them, “Hey… have we met before?” (I’m pretty sure Rag knows Flynn, maybe, hard to remember)
Leo hums to himself as he works, tuning Festus's flight modules.
He seems to be telling the animals to heal faster and placing protective charms on them
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
'Ya do look familiar, though it's been a long time'
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She hums with them, looking up at the ceiling as she thinks about things, sighing softly and feeling where her molar used to be.
He cracks a branch on the ground to make it known he’s there, though he doesn’t say anything yet.
He squats down as close to their level as he can, “Are you… Flynn?” He asks curiously.
Leo looks over. "You alright dear?"
The elf looks up, grabbing their staff slowly. The animals move behind him.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
'I've gone by many names, ya would have known me as Flint, yeah. It sure is good to see ya, buddy'
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*Cut for Theren, also can you share the pm with my mobile?*
She makes a sound, looking over to them, “Just thinking about my missing tooth, dear.”
He walks into view, not yet putting away his blade, but lowering it, speaking in Sylvan “Do you speak Common?”
*Cut for Dutch.*
“It’s good to see you too, what name do you go by now, friend?” He sits down next to them, the ground shaking a bit.
'Well, ya can still call me Flint. But if ya hear anyone talking about a guy called Drilin, that's me, just a little older and wiser'
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*Of course my dude :] *
Leos jaw twitches. "Right. Well...i wish i had killed that guy sooner."
He gets into a slight crouch, nodding and his staff in a defensive position.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He laughs at that, smiling brightly “A little older and wiser? Aren’t we all, how have you been, friend? Has anything changed that I missed?”