A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
*Arämil looks at Alex with a shocked expression, then elbow bumps him in the ribs.*
"Alex, don't be rude.", he whispers.
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
Lith looks down. "Just a little injury." She pulls off her hood to reveal her face. Her skin looks almost porcelain white and just as fragile -- like it would break at a touch. Her eyes are large and take up an almost scary amount of her face, the irises a deep dark green. Puckered lips and light blush, she resembles something like a doll. Her hair is a mix of dark purple and pink, cut short and uneven, almost like she did it herself.
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
*Arämil looks at Alex with a shocked expression, then elbow bumps him in the ribs.*
"Alex, don't be rude.", he whispers.
"Don't care about being rude remember, I outrank almost anybody here."
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Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
Lith looks down. "Just a little injury." She pulls off her hood to reveal her face. Her skin looks almost porcelain white and just as fragile -- like it would break at a touch. Her eyes are large and take up an almost scary amount of her face, the irises a deep dark green. Puckered lips and light blush, she resembles something like a doll. Her hair is a mix of dark purple and pink, cut short and uneven, almost like she did it herself.
"An injury, huh? Do you require any assistance?"
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
Lith looks down. "Just a little injury." She pulls off her hood to reveal her face. Her skin looks almost porcelain white and just as fragile -- like it would break at a touch. Her eyes are large and take up an almost scary amount of her face, the irises a deep dark green. Puckered lips and light blush, she resembles something like a doll. Her hair is a mix of dark purple and pink, cut short and uneven, almost like she did it herself.
"How so?"
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Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
*Arämil looks at Alex with a shocked expression, then elbow bumps him in the ribs.*
"Alex, don't be rude.", he whispers.
"Don't care about being rude remember, I outrank almost anybody here."
"Not Caan. Say, what was he talking to you about earlier? He walked off then never came back."
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
*Arämil looks at Alex with a shocked expression, then elbow bumps him in the ribs.*
"Alex, don't be rude.", he whispers.
"Don't care about being rude remember, I outrank almost anybody here."
"Not Caan. Say, what was he talking to you about earlier? He walked off then never came back."
"Caan is a special case and if you want to know it was on a need-to-know basis."
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Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
Lith looks down. "Just a little injury." She pulls off her hood to reveal her face. Her skin looks almost porcelain white and just as fragile -- like it would break at a touch. Her eyes are large and take up an almost scary amount of her face, the irises a deep dark green. Puckered lips and light blush, she resembles something like a doll. Her hair is a mix of dark purple and pink, cut short and uneven, almost like she did it herself.
"How so?"
"Owner just shattered my leg. That's all."
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
*Arämil looks at Alex with a shocked expression, then elbow bumps him in the ribs.*
"Alex, don't be rude.", he whispers.
"Don't care about being rude remember, I outrank almost anybody here."
"Not Caan. Say, what was he talking to you about earlier? He walked off then never came back."
"Caan is a special case and if you want to know it was on a need-to-know basis."
"Who is Caan?"
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
Lith looks down. "Just a little injury." She pulls off her hood to reveal her face. Her skin looks almost porcelain white and just as fragile -- like it would break at a touch. Her eyes are large and take up an almost scary amount of her face, the irises a deep dark green. Puckered lips and light blush, she resembles something like a doll. Her hair is a mix of dark purple and pink, cut short and uneven, almost like she did it herself.
"How so?"
"Owner just shattered my leg. That's all."
"Owner?" he looks disgusted
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Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
*Arämil looks at Alex with a shocked expression, then elbow bumps him in the ribs.*
"Alex, don't be rude.", he whispers.
"Don't care about being rude remember, I outrank almost anybody here."
"Not Caan. Say, what was he talking to you about earlier? He walked off then never came back."
"Caan is a special case and if you want to know it was on a need-to-know basis."
"Who is Caan?"
"My boss."
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Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
Lith looks down. "Just a little injury." She pulls off her hood to reveal her face. Her skin looks almost porcelain white and just as fragile -- like it would break at a touch. Her eyes are large and take up an almost scary amount of her face, the irises a deep dark green. Puckered lips and light blush, she resembles something like a doll. Her hair is a mix of dark purple and pink, cut short and uneven, almost like she did it herself.
"How so?"
"Owner just shattered my leg. That's all."
"Owner?" he looks disgusted
"Shattered? I don't think the words 'little injury' and 'shattered leg' go together very well in this scenario. Are you sure you don't require any medical attention?"
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
Lith looks down. "Just a little injury." She pulls off her hood to reveal her face. Her skin looks almost porcelain white and just as fragile -- like it would break at a touch. Her eyes are large and take up an almost scary amount of her face, the irises a deep dark green. Puckered lips and light blush, she resembles something like a doll. Her hair is a mix of dark purple and pink, cut short and uneven, almost like she did it herself.
"How so?"
"Owner just shattered my leg. That's all."
"Owner?" he looks disgusted
She tilts her head to the side. "I'm a doll," she whispers. "But owner dropped me. So I ran away."
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
*Arämil looks at Alex with a shocked expression, then elbow bumps him in the ribs.*
"Alex, don't be rude.", he whispers.
"Don't care about being rude remember, I outrank almost anybody here."
"Not Caan. Say, what was he talking to you about earlier? He walked off then never came back."
"Caan is a special case and if you want to know it was on a need-to-know basis."
"Who is Caan?"
"My boss."
"I used to have a boss."
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
Lith looks down. "Just a little injury." She pulls off her hood to reveal her face. Her skin looks almost porcelain white and just as fragile -- like it would break at a touch. Her eyes are large and take up an almost scary amount of her face, the irises a deep dark green. Puckered lips and light blush, she resembles something like a doll. Her hair is a mix of dark purple and pink, cut short and uneven, almost like she did it herself.
"How so?"
"Owner just shattered my leg. That's all."
"Owner?" he looks disgusted
She tilts her head to the side. "I'm a doll," she whispers. "But owner dropped me. So I ran away."
he steps closer "construct."
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Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
Lith looks down. "Just a little injury." She pulls off her hood to reveal her face. Her skin looks almost porcelain white and just as fragile -- like it would break at a touch. Her eyes are large and take up an almost scary amount of her face, the irises a deep dark green. Puckered lips and light blush, she resembles something like a doll. Her hair is a mix of dark purple and pink, cut short and uneven, almost like she did it herself.
"How so?"
"Owner just shattered my leg. That's all."
"Owner?" he looks disgusted
She tilts her head to the side. "I'm a doll," she whispers. "But owner dropped me. So I ran away."
he steps closer "construct."
*Arämil's face has gone blank, and his mouth is twitching a bit at the corner.*
"This situation has officially become too weird for me, so I'm just going to walk away."
*He walks off to his quarters and shuts the door behind him, but quickly opens it a crack.*
"Oh, Alex, could you let me know if Lord Longfoot has any missions available? I've been dying to do some 'dirty work', as you call it."
*He shuts the door once more.*
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
*Arämil's face has gone blank, and his mouth is twitching a bit at the corner.*
"This situation has officially become too weird for me, so I'm just going to walk away."
*He walks off to his quarters and shuts the door behind him, but quickly opens it a crack.*
"Oh, Alex, could you let me know if Lord Longfoot has any missions available? I've been dying to do some 'dirty work', as you call it."
*He shuts the door once more.*
Lith stares at Alex, unflinching.
"Okay my non-human friend I must inform you I have a mild dislike of constructs and the sort."
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Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
*Arämil looks at Alex with a shocked expression, then elbow bumps him in the ribs.*
"Alex, don't be rude.", he whispers.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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Lith looks down. "Just a little injury." She pulls off her hood to reveal her face. Her skin looks almost porcelain white and just as fragile -- like it would break at a touch. Her eyes are large and take up an almost scary amount of her face, the irises a deep dark green. Puckered lips and light blush, she resembles something like a doll. Her hair is a mix of dark purple and pink, cut short and uneven, almost like she did it herself.
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
"Don't care about being rude remember, I outrank almost anybody here."
Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
Should be all the important bits. Sweet
"An injury, huh? Do you require any assistance?"
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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"How so?"
Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
Should be all the important bits. Sweet
"Not Caan. Say, what was he talking to you about earlier? He walked off then never came back."
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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"Caan is a special case and if you want to know it was on a need-to-know basis."
Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
Should be all the important bits. Sweet
"Owner just shattered my leg. That's all."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
"Who is Caan?"
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
"Owner?" he looks disgusted
Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
Should be all the important bits. Sweet
"My boss."
Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
Should be all the important bits. Sweet
"Shattered? I don't think the words 'little injury' and 'shattered leg' go together very well in this scenario. Are you sure you don't require any medical attention?"
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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She tilts her head to the side. "I'm a doll," she whispers. "But owner dropped me. So I ran away."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
"I used to have a boss."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
he steps closer "construct."
Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
Should be all the important bits. Sweet
*Arämil's face has gone blank, and his mouth is twitching a bit at the corner.*
"This situation has officially become too weird for me, so I'm just going to walk away."
*He walks off to his quarters and shuts the door behind him, but quickly opens it a crack.*
"Oh, Alex, could you let me know if Lord Longfoot has any missions available? I've been dying to do some 'dirty work', as you call it."
*He shuts the door once more.*
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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Lith stares at Alex, unflinching.
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
"Okay my non-human friend I must inform you I have a mild dislike of constructs and the sort."
Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
Should be all the important bits. Sweet
"Okay. What are you gonna do? Smash my skull? Because I would prefer you not. You see, I cannot die. I would just exist as fragments forever."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
*This is a thieves guild thread right?*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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