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
The door of the tavern opens quietly as a weary half elf stands in the door. He is about 5'10 with light brown skin, short brown hair, a well trimmed mustache, and dark grey eyes like clouds of a thunderstorm. He wears a white shirt, a set of studded leather armor dyed light blue, a long blue cloak with silver edging, a pair of black breeches, worn leather boots, and a belt around his waist containing many pouches. On his shoulder sits a Fairy Dragon with deep indigo scales and dragonfly like wings. It looks curiously at other patrons, trying to sniff them as the half elf passes by.
The door of the tavern opens quietly as a weary half elf stands in the door. He is about 5'10 with light brown skin, short brown hair, a well trimmed mustache, and dark grey eyes like clouds of a thunderstorm. He wears a white shirt, a set of studded leather armor dyed light blue, a long blue cloak with silver edging, a pair of black breeches, worn leather boots, and a belt around his waist containing many pouches. On his shoulder sits a Fairy Dragon with deep indigo scales and dragonfly like wings. It looks curiously at other patrons, trying to sniff them as the half elf passes by.
*That's so cool actually*
Carl glances over as he opens the door, polishing a glass. "Welcome, can I get you anything?"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
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(that makes two of us)
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
*Fair eniugh lol*
*wooooo+*
*Does anyone have a character that's really good with tech?*
Flint is climbing out of a manhole
Leo is sparring
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*djbhydijvh I DON'T KNOW WHO TO RP AS :.[*
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
A small shipping container lies alone in the woods.
*r o l l a d i c e*
psychopath ^-^
He goes to investigate it
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
It appears to be about the size of a horse. It's locked but has a visible padlock on it.
It looks like my home irl
We are one, we are none, we are someone, something and somewhat
Not a dumbass/not brain dead are my pronouns
🧀PM me the word 'cheese'🧀
PM me the word 'tomato'
*no pressure if one more would be too much, or if you don't want me in your game, but I'd love to join if you have the space :)*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
He tries to get into the container
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The door won't budge no matter how hard you try to force it.
'Dang'
He investigates the outside of the crate for markings
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*Wheel of Fate has decided for me.*
The door of the tavern opens quietly as a weary half elf stands in the door. He is about 5'10 with light brown skin, short brown hair, a well trimmed mustache, and dark grey eyes like clouds of a thunderstorm. He wears a white shirt, a set of studded leather armor dyed light blue, a long blue cloak with silver edging, a pair of black breeches, worn leather boots, and a belt around his waist containing many pouches. On his shoulder sits a Fairy Dragon with deep indigo scales and dragonfly like wings. It looks curiously at other patrons, trying to sniff them as the half elf passes by.
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
There's a few identification numbers on it, as well as a small box with a lever inside labeled "Emergency Release"
He does not press the 'emergency release', as it might be dangerous or set off an alarm
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
At the back side, there is another hatch to open it, this one is crumpled inwards, and the padlock lies broken on the ground next to it.
*That's so cool actually*
Carl glances over as he opens the door, polishing a glass. "Welcome, can I get you anything?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.