So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
A horse-drawn carriage, the kind used to travel inbetween villages not the royal kind, rolls into town outside the market, a tall man stepping out of it. He wears a heavy leather coat with obvious signs of battle repair on it. Under it he wears a simple white shirt and jeans, with heavy boots. On his head he wears a carved wooden mask, with an odd halo-esc crown on his head, circling from behind his head to point on either side of his temples. His hair is long and pulled back in a man-bun, the color a dark brown. From the skin exposed around their ears and neck, it's obvious they tend of paler completion, a shortsword sheathed om their belt from what one could see. They look around for a moment, stepping into the bustling market
*Intro I did last night for anyone who wants to do stuff&
A horse-drawn carriage, the kind used to travel inbetween villages not the royal kind, rolls into town outside the market, a tall man stepping out of it. He wears a heavy leather coat with obvious signs of battle repair on it. Under it he wears a simple white shirt and jeans, with heavy boots. On his head he wears a carved wooden mask, with an odd halo-esc crown on his head, circling from behind his head to point on either side of his temples. His hair is long and pulled back in a man-bun, the color a dark brown. From the skin exposed around their ears and neck, it's obvious they tend of paler completion, a shortsword sheathed om their belt from what one could see. They look around for a moment, stepping into the bustling market
*Intro I did last night for anyone who wants to do stuff&
(sure)
A cloaked figure has set up a stall nearby. Various odds and ends litter the table
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*Hi Alaric. I’m good. Just taking a break from rping as Kayla. How are you?*
*doing good, killed a spider though I feel bad cause they weren't doing nothing. Probably taking a break from rp as my jester for a little to set up this newer one*
A horse-drawn carriage, the kind used to travel inbetween villages not the royal kind, rolls into town outside the market, a tall man stepping out of it. He wears a heavy leather coat with obvious signs of battle repair on it. Under it he wears a simple white shirt and jeans, with heavy boots. On his head he wears a carved wooden mask, with an odd halo-esc crown on his head, circling from behind his head to point on either side of his temples. His hair is long and pulled back in a man-bun, the color a dark brown. From the skin exposed around their ears and neck, it's obvious they tend of paler completion, a shortsword sheathed om their belt from what one could see. They look around for a moment, stepping into the bustling market
*Intro I did last night for anyone who wants to do stuff&
(sure)
A cloaked figure has set up a stall nearby. Various odds and ends litter the table
The man walks over, looking over their wares with slight curiousness
A horse-drawn carriage, the kind used to travel inbetween villages not the royal kind, rolls into town outside the market, a tall man stepping out of it. He wears a heavy leather coat with obvious signs of battle repair on it. Under it he wears a simple white shirt and jeans, with heavy boots. On his head he wears a carved wooden mask, with an odd halo-esc crown on his head, circling from behind his head to point on either side of his temples. His hair is long and pulled back in a man-bun, the color a dark brown. From the skin exposed around their ears and neck, it's obvious they tend of paler completion, a shortsword sheathed om their belt from what one could see. They look around for a moment, stepping into the bustling market
*Intro I did last night for anyone who wants to do stuff&
(sure)
A cloaked figure has set up a stall nearby. Various odds and ends litter the table
The man walks over, looking over their wares with slight curiousness
there's weapons, necklaces, toys, a small watch, and a moldy sandwich.
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
A horse-drawn carriage, the kind used to travel inbetween villages not the royal kind, rolls into town outside the market, a tall man stepping out of it. He wears a heavy leather coat with obvious signs of battle repair on it. Under it he wears a simple white shirt and jeans, with heavy boots. On his head he wears a carved wooden mask, with an odd halo-esc crown on his head, circling from behind his head to point on either side of his temples. His hair is long and pulled back in a man-bun, the color a dark brown. From the skin exposed around their ears and neck, it's obvious they tend of paler completion, a shortsword sheathed om their belt from what one could see. They look around for a moment, stepping into the bustling market
*Intro I did last night for anyone who wants to do stuff&
(sure)
A cloaked figure has set up a stall nearby. Various odds and ends litter the table
The man walks over, looking over their wares with slight curiousness
there's weapons, necklaces, toys, a small watch, and a moldy sandwich.
While the weapons don't seem to interest them, they look through the necklaces, then to the watch
A horse-drawn carriage, the kind used to travel inbetween villages not the royal kind, rolls into town outside the market, a tall man stepping out of it. He wears a heavy leather coat with obvious signs of battle repair on it. Under it he wears a simple white shirt and jeans, with heavy boots. On his head he wears a carved wooden mask, with an odd halo-esc crown on his head, circling from behind his head to point on either side of his temples. His hair is long and pulled back in a man-bun, the color a dark brown. From the skin exposed around their ears and neck, it's obvious they tend of paler completion, a shortsword sheathed om their belt from what one could see. They look around for a moment, stepping into the bustling market
*Intro I did last night for anyone who wants to do stuff&
(sure)
A cloaked figure has set up a stall nearby. Various odds and ends litter the table
The man walks over, looking over their wares with slight curiousness
there's weapons, necklaces, toys, a small watch, and a moldy sandwich.
While the weapons don't seem to interest them, they look through the necklaces, then to the watch
The watch is strange. Instead of hands, the face of the watch is a flat black surface. on the side of it, there is a small dial and a button.
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
A horse-drawn carriage, the kind used to travel inbetween villages not the royal kind, rolls into town outside the market, a tall man stepping out of it. He wears a heavy leather coat with obvious signs of battle repair on it. Under it he wears a simple white shirt and jeans, with heavy boots. On his head he wears a carved wooden mask, with an odd halo-esc crown on his head, circling from behind his head to point on either side of his temples. His hair is long and pulled back in a man-bun, the color a dark brown. From the skin exposed around their ears and neck, it's obvious they tend of paler completion, a shortsword sheathed om their belt from what one could see. They look around for a moment, stepping into the bustling market
*Intro I did last night for anyone who wants to do stuff&
(sure)
A cloaked figure has set up a stall nearby. Various odds and ends litter the table
The man walks over, looking over their wares with slight curiousness
there's weapons, necklaces, toys, a small watch, and a moldy sandwich.
While the weapons don't seem to interest them, they look through the necklaces, then to the watch
The watch is strange. Instead of hands, the face of the watch is a flat black surface. on the side of it, there is a small dial and a button.
In a slightly gravelly voice they speak, "excuse me, what is this?" He points at the watch
A horse-drawn carriage, the kind used to travel inbetween villages not the royal kind, rolls into town outside the market, a tall man stepping out of it. He wears a heavy leather coat with obvious signs of battle repair on it. Under it he wears a simple white shirt and jeans, with heavy boots. On his head he wears a carved wooden mask, with an odd halo-esc crown on his head, circling from behind his head to point on either side of his temples. His hair is long and pulled back in a man-bun, the color a dark brown. From the skin exposed around their ears and neck, it's obvious they tend of paler completion, a shortsword sheathed om their belt from what one could see. They look around for a moment, stepping into the bustling market
*Intro I did last night for anyone who wants to do stuff&
(sure)
A cloaked figure has set up a stall nearby. Various odds and ends litter the table
The man walks over, looking over their wares with slight curiousness
there's weapons, necklaces, toys, a small watch, and a moldy sandwich.
While the weapons don't seem to interest them, they look through the necklaces, then to the watch
The watch is strange. Instead of hands, the face of the watch is a flat black surface. on the side of it, there is a small dial and a button.
In a slightly gravelly voice they speak, "excuse me, what is this?" He points at the watch
He picks it up "That would be a watch"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
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*(CoMmItS eXiStEnCe AgAiN)*
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
*HOW DARE*
I am also here.
Am snek.
*I DARE!*
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 Wendigo)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Intro I did last night for anyone who wants to do stuff&
*lawrence!!!*
*good morning all, I hope you're well*
*Hi Alaric. I’m good. Just taking a break from rping as Kayla. How are you?*
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing too, but I’m not much of an artist.
(sure)
A cloaked figure has set up a stall nearby. Various odds and ends litter the table
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
(are you?)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*doing good, killed a spider though I feel bad cause they weren't doing nothing. Probably taking a break from rp as my jester for a little to set up this newer one*
The man walks over, looking over their wares with slight curiousness
*hiiii*
*eh, doing better I guess ^^*
*normal amount if school bumming me, but still good*
there's weapons, necklaces, toys, a small watch, and a moldy sandwich.
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Morning zues!*
While the weapons don't seem to interest them, they look through the necklaces, then to the watch
The watch is strange. Instead of hands, the face of the watch is a flat black surface. on the side of it, there is a small dial and a button.
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
In a slightly gravelly voice they speak, "excuse me, what is this?" He points at the watch
He picks it up "That would be a watch"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover