"oohhh~ someone special i assume?" timber chuckles
"Yeah," he scratches the back of his head. "She's something special alright"
"dont be embarresed, love is a wonderfull thing!"
"It really is"
"love is how I got into my current mess. wouldnt have it any other way though" timber nods thoughtfully, staying out of the sunlight
“A mess, huh?” He sits down on the grass. “I’d be willing to listen”
"well, how much do you know about vampires?"
"Not much."
"well congrats, you just met one"
"Oh, cool" he nods
"I personally would not recomend it, yes youre undead and cant mostly die, but your also undead and cant walk in sunlight"
"I'd hate it then" he flops down onto his back, basking in the sunlight. "I couldn't live without times like this. Early morning rides watching the sunrise, picnics up on the hill."
"neither could I, but I was forced into this life, or rather, death"
Uriel is performing his daily sermon in the church
A cart pulls into town, carrying supplies and a few passengers. A young half elf woman hops off the back, dressed in a outfit reminiscent of a factory worker. a a one piece suit, unzipped with the arms tied around their waist to keep the legs up, a soot stained button up under it. the woman has lightly tanned skin and messy shoulder length brown hair, with green eyes sparkling at the new town. She takes a bag from the back of the cart, slinging it over her shoulder before walking into town
Uriel is performing his daily sermon in the church
A cart pulls into town, carrying supplies and a few passengers. A young half elf woman hops off the back, dressed in a outfit reminiscent of a factory worker. a a one piece suit, unzipped with the arms tied around their waist to keep the legs up, a soot stained button up under it. the woman has lightly tanned skin and messy shoulder length brown hair, with green eyes sparkling at the new town. She takes a bag from the back of the cart, slinging it over her shoulder before walking into town
timber watches the women from the shadow of a building
Uriel is performing his daily sermon in the church
A cart pulls into town, carrying supplies and a few passengers. A young half elf woman hops off the back, dressed in a outfit reminiscent of a factory worker. a a one piece suit, unzipped with the arms tied around their waist to keep the legs up, a soot stained button up under it. the woman has lightly tanned skin and messy shoulder length brown hair, with green eyes sparkling at the new town. She takes a bag from the back of the cart, slinging it over her shoulder before walking into town
timber watches the women from the shadow of a building
She doesn't notice him, walking through the streets towards the tavern, periodically taking a shortcut through an alley
Uriel is performing his daily sermon in the church
A cart pulls into town, carrying supplies and a few passengers. A young half elf woman hops off the back, dressed in a outfit reminiscent of a factory worker. a a one piece suit, unzipped with the arms tied around their waist to keep the legs up, a soot stained button up under it. the woman has lightly tanned skin and messy shoulder length brown hair, with green eyes sparkling at the new town. She takes a bag from the back of the cart, slinging it over her shoulder before walking into town
timber watches the women from the shadow of a building
She doesn't notice him, walking through the streets towards the tavern, periodically taking a shortcut through an alley
timber follows as best as they can, due to not being able to be in direct sunlight
Uriel is performing his daily sermon in the church
A cart pulls into town, carrying supplies and a few passengers. A young half elf woman hops off the back, dressed in a outfit reminiscent of a factory worker. a a one piece suit, unzipped with the arms tied around their waist to keep the legs up, a soot stained button up under it. the woman has lightly tanned skin and messy shoulder length brown hair, with green eyes sparkling at the new town. She takes a bag from the back of the cart, slinging it over her shoulder before walking into town
timber watches the women from the shadow of a building
She doesn't notice him, walking through the streets towards the tavern, periodically taking a shortcut through an alley
timber follows as best as they can, due to not being able to be in direct sunlight
She cuts across a section of street, with no easy shadows in the stretch
Uriel is performing his daily sermon in the church
A cart pulls into town, carrying supplies and a few passengers. A young half elf woman hops off the back, dressed in a outfit reminiscent of a factory worker. a a one piece suit, unzipped with the arms tied around their waist to keep the legs up, a soot stained button up under it. the woman has lightly tanned skin and messy shoulder length brown hair, with green eyes sparkling at the new town. She takes a bag from the back of the cart, slinging it over her shoulder before walking into town
timber watches the women from the shadow of a building
She doesn't notice him, walking through the streets towards the tavern, periodically taking a shortcut through an alley
timber follows as best as they can, due to not being able to be in direct sunlight
She cuts across a section of street, with no easy shadows in the stretch
timber stops, cursing. they then sigh and heads towards the tavern
Uriel is performing his daily sermon in the church
A cart pulls into town, carrying supplies and a few passengers. A young half elf woman hops off the back, dressed in a outfit reminiscent of a factory worker. a a one piece suit, unzipped with the arms tied around their waist to keep the legs up, a soot stained button up under it. the woman has lightly tanned skin and messy shoulder length brown hair, with green eyes sparkling at the new town. She takes a bag from the back of the cart, slinging it over her shoulder before walking into town
timber watches the women from the shadow of a building
She doesn't notice him, walking through the streets towards the tavern, periodically taking a shortcut through an alley
timber follows as best as they can, due to not being able to be in direct sunlight
She cuts across a section of street, with no easy shadows in the stretch
timber stops, cursing. they then sigh and heads towards the tavern
The half elf steps into the tavern, looking through her bag for some coins for a room before stepping up to the front desk and renting one
Uriel is performing his daily sermon in the church
A cart pulls into town, carrying supplies and a few passengers. A young half elf woman hops off the back, dressed in a outfit reminiscent of a factory worker. a a one piece suit, unzipped with the arms tied around their waist to keep the legs up, a soot stained button up under it. the woman has lightly tanned skin and messy shoulder length brown hair, with green eyes sparkling at the new town. She takes a bag from the back of the cart, slinging it over her shoulder before walking into town
timber watches the women from the shadow of a building
She doesn't notice him, walking through the streets towards the tavern, periodically taking a shortcut through an alley
timber follows as best as they can, due to not being able to be in direct sunlight
She cuts across a section of street, with no easy shadows in the stretch
timber stops, cursing. they then sigh and heads towards the tavern
The half elf steps into the tavern, looking through her bag for some coins for a room before stepping up to the front desk and renting one
timber arrives at the tavern shortly after, and looks around
Uriel is performing his daily sermon in the church
A cart pulls into town, carrying supplies and a few passengers. A young half elf woman hops off the back, dressed in a outfit reminiscent of a factory worker. a a one piece suit, unzipped with the arms tied around their waist to keep the legs up, a soot stained button up under it. the woman has lightly tanned skin and messy shoulder length brown hair, with green eyes sparkling at the new town. She takes a bag from the back of the cart, slinging it over her shoulder before walking into town
timber watches the women from the shadow of a building
She doesn't notice him, walking through the streets towards the tavern, periodically taking a shortcut through an alley
timber follows as best as they can, due to not being able to be in direct sunlight
She cuts across a section of street, with no easy shadows in the stretch
timber stops, cursing. they then sigh and heads towards the tavern
The half elf steps into the tavern, looking through her bag for some coins for a room before stepping up to the front desk and renting one
timber arrives at the tavern shortly after, and looks around
She's sat at a booth, sketching on a notepad while eating some food bought from the bar
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Frydoodle's second account
*Good morning.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"neither could I, but I was forced into this life, or rather, death"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Good morning, it is raining*
*morning, it is also raining*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*[implodes]*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Oh dear, now its raining wendi*
*hru*
*decent enough, I forgot my lunch so im begging for pizza crusts*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Oof, fair enough. Hope you can get something good to eat*
*I got pizza crusts!*
Galax is chilling by the fire
Timber is napping in the rafters
A wobbly gentleman is walking around in the inn, bumping into stuff
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Characters and also an introduction :3*
Uriel is performing his daily sermon in the church
A cart pulls into town, carrying supplies and a few passengers. A young half elf woman hops off the back, dressed in a outfit reminiscent of a factory worker. a a one piece suit, unzipped with the arms tied around their waist to keep the legs up, a soot stained button up under it. the woman has lightly tanned skin and messy shoulder length brown hair, with green eyes sparkling at the new town. She takes a bag from the back of the cart, slinging it over her shoulder before walking into town
timber watches the women from the shadow of a building
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
She doesn't notice him, walking through the streets towards the tavern, periodically taking a shortcut through an alley
timber follows as best as they can, due to not being able to be in direct sunlight
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
She cuts across a section of street, with no easy shadows in the stretch
timber stops, cursing. they then sigh and heads towards the tavern
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
The half elf steps into the tavern, looking through her bag for some coins for a room before stepping up to the front desk and renting one
timber arrives at the tavern shortly after, and looks around
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
She's sat at a booth, sketching on a notepad while eating some food bought from the bar