He is able to follow rather closely without being noticed. Mikey seems to caught up in checking out the area than watching whats behind him.
Theren draws his dagger, not meaning harm but to look threatening. RIght as he is about to say something he collapses, clutching his head with a groan
Mikey turns around, confused by the noise, and raises an eyebrow once he see's Theren on the ground. "Ahhhhh, hells." He stoops down and taps Theren's cheek. "Oi! You alright?"
Right as he taps therens cheek two entities start to form around him, flickering in and out of his body
Mikey grumbles and picks him up, walking back over to Brava. "He just friggin passed out on the ground behind me?" He asked, very confused.
Therens form solidifies. His eyes are pitch black. He now has black wings and black rams horns. "Well well, what do we have here?" says a distorted voice.
rava jumps up and picks up his pistols. "What the (GP) did you find on the floor Mikey?!" He snarled.
He is able to follow rather closely without being noticed. Mikey seems to caught up in checking out the area than watching whats behind him.
Theren draws his dagger, not meaning harm but to look threatening. RIght as he is about to say something he collapses, clutching his head with a groan
Mikey turns around, confused by the noise, and raises an eyebrow once he see's Theren on the ground. "Ahhhhh, hells." He stoops down and taps Theren's cheek. "Oi! You alright?"
Right as he taps therens cheek two entities start to form around him, flickering in and out of his body
Mikey grumbles and picks him up, walking back over to Brava. "He just friggin passed out on the ground behind me?" He asked, very confused.
Therens form solidifies. His eyes are pitch black. He now has black wings and black rams horns. "Well well, what do we have here?" says a distorted voice.
rava jumps up and picks up his pistols. "What the (GP) did you find on the floor Mikey?!" He snarled.
"now now Brava. You and Mikey have no need to fear me, for now. How about you put those silly toys down and we can talk."
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He is able to follow rather closely without being noticed. Mikey seems to caught up in checking out the area than watching whats behind him.
Theren draws his dagger, not meaning harm but to look threatening. RIght as he is about to say something he collapses, clutching his head with a groan
Mikey turns around, confused by the noise, and raises an eyebrow once he see's Theren on the ground. "Ahhhhh, hells." He stoops down and taps Theren's cheek. "Oi! You alright?"
Right as he taps therens cheek two entities start to form around him, flickering in and out of his body
Mikey grumbles and picks him up, walking back over to Brava. "He just friggin passed out on the ground behind me?" He asked, very confused.
Therens form solidifies. His eyes are pitch black. He now has black wings and black rams horns. "Well well, what do we have here?" says a distorted voice.
rava jumps up and picks up his pistols. "What the (GP) did you find on the floor Mikey?!" He snarled.
"now now Brava. You and Mikey have no need to fear me, for now. How about you put those silly toys down and we can talk."
Brava narrows his eyes "Yeaaaah, no." He snarled. Mikey sighed and dropped Theren.
He is able to follow rather closely without being noticed. Mikey seems to caught up in checking out the area than watching whats behind him.
Theren draws his dagger, not meaning harm but to look threatening. RIght as he is about to say something he collapses, clutching his head with a groan
Mikey turns around, confused by the noise, and raises an eyebrow once he see's Theren on the ground. "Ahhhhh, hells." He stoops down and taps Theren's cheek. "Oi! You alright?"
Right as he taps therens cheek two entities start to form around him, flickering in and out of his body
Mikey grumbles and picks him up, walking back over to Brava. "He just friggin passed out on the ground behind me?" He asked, very confused.
Therens form solidifies. His eyes are pitch black. He now has black wings and black rams horns. "Well well, what do we have here?" says a distorted voice.
rava jumps up and picks up his pistols. "What the (GP) did you find on the floor Mikey?!" He snarled.
"now now Brava. You and Mikey have no need to fear me, for now. How about you put those silly toys down and we can talk."
Brava narrows his eyes "Yeaaaah, no." He snarled. Mikey sighed and dropped Theren.
Theren stands, a pitch black sword forming in his hand. "Look, i dont want to have a conversation with ya if you're gonna be so hostile. Trust me, you wanna have the conversation."
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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.
He is able to follow rather closely without being noticed. Mikey seems to caught up in checking out the area than watching whats behind him.
Theren draws his dagger, not meaning harm but to look threatening. RIght as he is about to say something he collapses, clutching his head with a groan
Mikey turns around, confused by the noise, and raises an eyebrow once he see's Theren on the ground. "Ahhhhh, hells." He stoops down and taps Theren's cheek. "Oi! You alright?"
Right as he taps therens cheek two entities start to form around him, flickering in and out of his body
Mikey grumbles and picks him up, walking back over to Brava. "He just friggin passed out on the ground behind me?" He asked, very confused.
Therens form solidifies. His eyes are pitch black. He now has black wings and black rams horns. "Well well, what do we have here?" says a distorted voice.
rava jumps up and picks up his pistols. "What the (GP) did you find on the floor Mikey?!" He snarled.
"now now Brava. You and Mikey have no need to fear me, for now. How about you put those silly toys down and we can talk."
Brava narrows his eyes "Yeaaaah, no." He snarled. Mikey sighed and dropped Theren.
Theren stands, a pitch black sword forming in his hand. "Look, i dont want to have a conversation with ya if you're gonna be so hostile. Trust me, you wanna have the conversation."
Brava narrows his eyes and slowly lowers his pistol. Mikey lowers his knives.
He is able to follow rather closely without being noticed. Mikey seems to caught up in checking out the area than watching whats behind him.
Theren draws his dagger, not meaning harm but to look threatening. RIght as he is about to say something he collapses, clutching his head with a groan
Mikey turns around, confused by the noise, and raises an eyebrow once he see's Theren on the ground. "Ahhhhh, hells." He stoops down and taps Theren's cheek. "Oi! You alright?"
Right as he taps therens cheek two entities start to form around him, flickering in and out of his body
Mikey grumbles and picks him up, walking back over to Brava. "He just friggin passed out on the ground behind me?" He asked, very confused.
Therens form solidifies. His eyes are pitch black. He now has black wings and black rams horns. "Well well, what do we have here?" says a distorted voice.
rava jumps up and picks up his pistols. "What the (GP) did you find on the floor Mikey?!" He snarled.
"now now Brava. You and Mikey have no need to fear me, for now. How about you put those silly toys down and we can talk."
Brava narrows his eyes "Yeaaaah, no." He snarled. Mikey sighed and dropped Theren.
Theren stands, a pitch black sword forming in his hand. "Look, i dont want to have a conversation with ya if you're gonna be so hostile. Trust me, you wanna have the conversation."
Brava narrows his eyes and slowly lowers his pistol. Mikey lowers his knives.
"There we go." he says with a twisted smile. "Now Brava. Let me guess, you always feel overshadowed by your predecessors. Ghost, Glaz, Price, Phoenix, all of them?"
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This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
'Everything ok?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
rava jumps up and picks up his pistols. "What the (GP) did you find on the floor Mikey?!" He snarled.
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
"Ah...give me a moment." he pulls his lute off of his back and strums a few notes, casts prestidigitation on Flint
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"now now Brava. You and Mikey have no need to fear me, for now. How about you put those silly toys down and we can talk."
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'Hah, thanks!'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"of course." he then shakes Flints now clean hand. he puts his lute back on his back
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'What can ya play on the lute?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"A lot, my sewer friend."
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Brava narrows his eyes "Yeaaaah, no." He snarled. Mikey sighed and dropped Theren.
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
'Awesome. Also, thanks, I'm taking that as a compliment'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Theren stands, a pitch black sword forming in his hand. "Look, i dont want to have a conversation with ya if you're gonna be so hostile. Trust me, you wanna have the conversation."
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He smiles. "Good. Because it was."
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'Ya know, most people think I'm gross, not many would compliment me. Ya must be one of the good ones'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Brava narrows his eyes and slowly lowers his pistol. Mikey lowers his knives.
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 hope that i can stay a good one in your eyes. I dont like being a bad person."
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'I'm sure ya will. What brings ya here?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"There we go." he says with a twisted smile. "Now Brava. Let me guess, you always feel overshadowed by your predecessors. Ghost, Glaz, Price, Phoenix, all of them?"
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"Travels and meeting new people."
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'Well, you'll fit in here just great. The tavern is apparently really nice, though I haven't stayed there'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"And whys that?"
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