A bar tent has been made. Several jugs line the back shelf, all labeled with various kinds of drinks, some alcoholic, others not. The sign says “FLINT AND FEDWIG’S DRINK STAND. ALL AGES ARE WELCOME” in much smaller text it says “Come to the back of you want something…different. NO MINORS”
A man in a black suit approaches the bar. He has a thick, curly mustache that hides his mouth and you see several deep, jagged scars mar what would otherwise be a quite handsome face.
A magician’s tent has been set up. Bright lights coming from inside and two lights pointing to the sky on both sides of the curtain door. A sign outside says “Master of magic and illusions, from flight to disappearances, the legendary Aang. Volunteers are completely welcome to participate.”
A magician’s tent has been set up. Bright lights coming from inside and two lights pointing to the sky on both sides of the curtain door. A sign outside says “Master of magic and illusions, from flight to disappearances, the legendary Aang. Volunteers are completely welcome to participate.”
A couple enter the tent, walking arm in arm. One is a tall man with a heavily scarred, mustachioed face in a fine suit and the other is a woman with black gloves and a soot stained, blue dress. The woman wears a wide, straw hat and the man has a bent top hat on his head.
A magician’s tent has been set up. Bright lights coming from inside and two lights pointing to the sky on both sides of the curtain door. A sign outside says “Master of magic and illusions, from flight to disappearances, the legendary Aang. Volunteers are completely welcome to participate.”
A couple enter the tent, walking arm in arm. One is a tall man with a heavily scarred, mustachioed face in a fine suit and the other is a woman with black gloves and a soot stained, blue dress. The woman wears a wide, straw hat and the man has a bent top hat on his head.
They both see a well dress Air genasi in a top hat levitating in the air on stage. A deck of cards disappearing and reappearing in his hands. A wide serpent-like grin plastered across his face as he does so. He welcomes them in and directs them to one of the chairs in the front row, currently empty.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
A bar tent has been made. Several jugs line the back shelf, all labeled with various kinds of drinks, some alcoholic, others not. The sign says “FLINT AND FEDWIG’S DRINK STAND. ALL AGES ARE WELCOME” in much smaller text it says “Come to the back of you want something…different. NO MINORS”
A man in a black suit approaches the bar. He has a thick, curly mustache that hides his mouth and you see several deep, jagged scars mar what would otherwise be a quite handsome face.
He sees no one for a moment but then he sees a rat made of copper and bronze mixing drinks while chittering towards the back, where a door is
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
A magician’s tent has been set up. Bright lights coming from inside and two lights pointing to the sky on both sides of the curtain door. A sign outside says “Master of magic and illusions, from flight to disappearances, the legendary Aang. Volunteers are completely welcome to participate.”
A couple enter the tent, walking arm in arm. One is a tall man with a heavily scarred, mustachioed face in a fine suit and the other is a woman with black gloves and a soot stained, blue dress. The woman wears a wide, straw hat and the man has a bent top hat on his head.
They both see a well dress Air genasi in a top hat levitating in the air on stage. A deck of cards disappearing and reappearing in his hands. A wide serpent-like grin plastered across his face as he does so. He welcomes them in and directs them to one of the chairs in the front row, currently empty.
They move that way and the man helps the woman to her seat, real polite like, and he sits down beside her. They await the show.
A magician’s tent has been set up. Bright lights coming from inside and two lights pointing to the sky on both sides of the curtain door. A sign outside says “Master of magic and illusions, from flight to disappearances, the legendary Aang. Volunteers are completely welcome to participate.”
A couple enter the tent, walking arm in arm. One is a tall man with a heavily scarred, mustachioed face in a fine suit and the other is a woman with black gloves and a soot stained, blue dress. The woman wears a wide, straw hat and the man has a bent top hat on his head.
They both see a well dress Air genasi in a top hat levitating in the air on stage. A deck of cards disappearing and reappearing in his hands. A wide serpent-like grin plastered across his face as he does so. He welcomes them in and directs them to one of the chairs in the front row, currently empty.
They move that way and the man helps the woman to her seat, real polite like, and he sits down beside her. They await the show.
Once the show begins a bright light flashes and the man on stage disappears. The spot he was standing at covered in ash, a shadow shaped like his body where he was.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
A magician’s tent has been set up. Bright lights coming from inside and two lights pointing to the sky on both sides of the curtain door. A sign outside says “Master of magic and illusions, from flight to disappearances, the legendary Aang. Volunteers are completely welcome to participate.”
A couple enter the tent, walking arm in arm. One is a tall man with a heavily scarred, mustachioed face in a fine suit and the other is a woman with black gloves and a soot stained, blue dress. The woman wears a wide, straw hat and the man has a bent top hat on his head.
They both see a well dress Air genasi in a top hat levitating in the air on stage. A deck of cards disappearing and reappearing in his hands. A wide serpent-like grin plastered across his face as he does so. He welcomes them in and directs them to one of the chairs in the front row, currently empty.
They move that way and the man helps the woman to her seat, real polite like, and he sits down beside her. They await the show.
Once the show begins a bright light flashes and the man on stage disappears. The spot he was standing at covered in ash, a shadow shaped like his body where he was.
A bar tent has been made. Several jugs line the back shelf, all labeled with various kinds of drinks, some alcoholic, others not. The sign says “FLINT AND FEDWIG’S DRINK STAND. ALL AGES ARE WELCOME” in much smaller text it says “Come to the back of you want something…different. NO MINORS”
A man in a black suit approaches the bar. He has a thick, curly mustache that hides his mouth and you see several deep, jagged scars mar what would otherwise be a quite handsome face.
He sees no one for a moment but then he sees a rat made of copper and bronze mixing drinks while chittering towards the back, where a door is
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
A magician’s tent has been set up. Bright lights coming from inside and two lights pointing to the sky on both sides of the curtain door. A sign outside says “Master of magic and illusions, from flight to disappearances, the legendary Aang. Volunteers are completely welcome to participate.”
A couple enter the tent, walking arm in arm. One is a tall man with a heavily scarred, mustachioed face in a fine suit and the other is a woman with black gloves and a soot stained, blue dress. The woman wears a wide, straw hat and the man has a bent top hat on his head.
They both see a well dress Air genasi in a top hat levitating in the air on stage. A deck of cards disappearing and reappearing in his hands. A wide serpent-like grin plastered across his face as he does so. He welcomes them in and directs them to one of the chairs in the front row, currently empty.
They move that way and the man helps the woman to her seat, real polite like, and he sits down beside her. They await the show.
Once the show begins a bright light flashes and the man on stage disappears. The spot he was standing at covered in ash, a shadow shaped like his body where he was.
They clap politely.
They feel a tap on their shoulder, the man is standing there with his smile wider than before.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
A bar tent has been made. Several jugs line the back shelf, all labeled with various kinds of drinks, some alcoholic, others not. The sign says “FLINT AND FEDWIG’S DRINK STAND. ALL AGES ARE WELCOME” in much smaller text it says “Come to the back of you want something…different. NO MINORS”
A man in a black suit approaches the bar. He has a thick, curly mustache that hides his mouth and you see several deep, jagged scars mar what would otherwise be a quite handsome face.
He sees no one for a moment but then he sees a rat made of copper and bronze mixing drinks while chittering towards the back, where a door is
*Oops, I missed that.*
He watches it, curiosity filling his eyes. Then he clears his throat, "Excuse me..."
A magician’s tent has been set up. Bright lights coming from inside and two lights pointing to the sky on both sides of the curtain door. A sign outside says “Master of magic and illusions, from flight to disappearances, the legendary Aang. Volunteers are completely welcome to participate.”
A couple enter the tent, walking arm in arm. One is a tall man with a heavily scarred, mustachioed face in a fine suit and the other is a woman with black gloves and a soot stained, blue dress. The woman wears a wide, straw hat and the man has a bent top hat on his head.
They both see a well dress Air genasi in a top hat levitating in the air on stage. A deck of cards disappearing and reappearing in his hands. A wide serpent-like grin plastered across his face as he does so. He welcomes them in and directs them to one of the chairs in the front row, currently empty.
They move that way and the man helps the woman to her seat, real polite like, and he sits down beside her. They await the show.
Once the show begins a bright light flashes and the man on stage disappears. The spot he was standing at covered in ash, a shadow shaped like his body where he was.
They clap politely.
They feel a tap on their shoulder, the man is standing there with his smile wider than before.
They laugh and give their applause. The woman looks back at you through tinted glasses that hide her eyes. "Marvelous!" applauds the mustached man.
A bar tent has been made. Several jugs line the back shelf, all labeled with various kinds of drinks, some alcoholic, others not. The sign says “FLINT AND FEDWIG’S DRINK STAND. ALL AGES ARE WELCOME” in much smaller text it says “Come to the back of you want something…different. NO MINORS”
A man in a black suit approaches the bar. He has a thick, curly mustache that hides his mouth and you see several deep, jagged scars mar what would otherwise be a quite handsome face.
He sees no one for a moment but then he sees a rat made of copper and bronze mixing drinks while chittering towards the back, where a door is
*Oops, I missed that.*
He watches it, curiosity filling his eyes. Then he clears his throat, "Excuse me..."
The rat chitters before pointing to a sign “In the event that I am not here fedwig is in charge. He currently cannot speak so he will write his responses on a chalkboard.” He uses his tail to write his letters “What do ya want?”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
A bar tent has been made. Several jugs line the back shelf, all labeled with various kinds of drinks, some alcoholic, others not. The sign says “FLINT AND FEDWIG’S DRINK STAND. ALL AGES ARE WELCOME” in much smaller text it says “Come to the back of you want something…different. NO MINORS”
A man in a black suit approaches the bar. He has a thick, curly mustache that hides his mouth and you see several deep, jagged scars mar what would otherwise be a quite handsome face.
He sees no one for a moment but then he sees a rat made of copper and bronze mixing drinks while chittering towards the back, where a door is
*Oops, I missed that.*
He watches it, curiosity filling his eyes. Then he clears his throat, "Excuse me..."
The rat chitters before pointing to a sign “In the event that I am not here fedwig is in charge. He currently cannot speak so he will write his responses on a chalkboard.” He uses his tail to write his letters “What do ya want?”
"Hm, is there anything that stands out in particular? What do you think I'd like?"
They laugh and give their applause. The woman looks back at you through tinted glasses that hide her eyes. "Marvelous!" applauds the mustached man.
"Thank you kindly, and that is the least you can expect." He slaps the side of his face and suddenly looks like the mustached man.
He roars with laughter, "What a handsome face you have there!"
"Thank you, I usually pick the most handsome audience member." He slaps his face again, returning to himself. He opens a palm and a picture of the women appears on it.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
They laugh and give their applause. The woman looks back at you through tinted glasses that hide her eyes. "Marvelous!" applauds the mustached man.
"Thank you kindly, and that is the least you can expect." He slaps the side of his face and suddenly looks like the mustached man.
He roars with laughter, "What a handsome face you have there!"
"Thank you, I usually pick the most handsome audience member." He slaps his face again, returning to himself. He opens a palm and a picture of the women appears on it.
She laughs and her asbestos gloved hands clap, "A perfect likeness!"
A bar tent has been made. Several jugs line the back shelf, all labeled with various kinds of drinks, some alcoholic, others not. The sign says “FLINT AND FEDWIG’S DRINK STAND. ALL AGES ARE WELCOME” in much smaller text it says “Come to the back of you want something…different. NO MINORS”
A man in a black suit approaches the bar. He has a thick, curly mustache that hides his mouth and you see several deep, jagged scars mar what would otherwise be a quite handsome face.
He sees no one for a moment but then he sees a rat made of copper and bronze mixing drinks while chittering towards the back, where a door is
*Oops, I missed that.*
He watches it, curiosity filling his eyes. Then he clears his throat, "Excuse me..."
The rat chitters before pointing to a sign “In the event that I am not here fedwig is in charge. He currently cannot speak so he will write his responses on a chalkboard.” He uses his tail to write his letters “What do ya want?”
"Hm, is there anything that stands out in particular? What do you think I'd like?"
“We got mead, wine, beer, champagne, coffee, tequilas. We can mix custom too.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
A bar tent has been made. Several jugs line the back shelf, all labeled with various kinds of drinks, some alcoholic, others not. The sign says “FLINT AND FEDWIG’S DRINK STAND. ALL AGES ARE WELCOME” in much smaller text it says “Come to the back of you want something…different. NO MINORS”
A man in a black suit approaches the bar. He has a thick, curly mustache that hides his mouth and you see several deep, jagged scars mar what would otherwise be a quite handsome face.
He sees no one for a moment but then he sees a rat made of copper and bronze mixing drinks while chittering towards the back, where a door is
*Oops, I missed that.*
He watches it, curiosity filling his eyes. Then he clears his throat, "Excuse me..."
The rat chitters before pointing to a sign “In the event that I am not here fedwig is in charge. He currently cannot speak so he will write his responses on a chalkboard.” He uses his tail to write his letters “What do ya want?”
"Hm, is there anything that stands out in particular? What do you think I'd like?"
“We got mead, wine, beer, champagne, coffee, tequilas. We can mix custom too.”
A man in a black suit approaches the bar. He has a thick, curly mustache that hides his mouth and you see several deep, jagged scars mar what would otherwise be a quite handsome face.
A magician’s tent has been set up. Bright lights coming from inside and two lights pointing to the sky on both sides of the curtain door. A sign outside says “Master of magic and illusions, from flight to disappearances, the legendary Aang. Volunteers are completely welcome to participate.”
A couple enter the tent, walking arm in arm. One is a tall man with a heavily scarred, mustachioed face in a fine suit and the other is a woman with black gloves and a soot stained, blue dress. The woman wears a wide, straw hat and the man has a bent top hat on his head.
They both see a well dress Air genasi in a top hat levitating in the air on stage. A deck of cards disappearing and reappearing in his hands. A wide serpent-like grin plastered across his face as he does so. He welcomes them in and directs them to one of the chairs in the front row, currently empty.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
He sees no one for a moment but then he sees a rat made of copper and bronze mixing drinks while chittering towards the back, where a door is
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
They move that way and the man helps the woman to her seat, real polite like, and he sits down beside her. They await the show.
Once the show begins a bright light flashes and the man on stage disappears. The spot he was standing at covered in ash, a shadow shaped like his body where he was.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
They clap politely.
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
They feel a tap on their shoulder, the man is standing there with his smile wider than before.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*Oops, I missed that.*
He watches it, curiosity filling his eyes. Then he clears his throat, "Excuse me..."
They laugh and give their applause. The woman looks back at you through tinted glasses that hide her eyes. "Marvelous!" applauds the mustached man.
"Thank you kindly, and that is the least you can expect." He slaps the side of his face and suddenly looks like the mustached man.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
The rat chitters before pointing to a sign “In the event that I am not here fedwig is in charge. He currently cannot speak so he will write his responses on a chalkboard.” He uses his tail to write his letters “What do ya want?”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"Hm, is there anything that stands out in particular? What do you think I'd like?"
He roars with laughter, "What a handsome face you have there!"
"Thank you, I usually pick the most handsome audience member." He slaps his face again, returning to himself. He opens a palm and a picture of the women appears on it.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
She laughs and her asbestos gloved hands clap, "A perfect likeness!"
“We got mead, wine, beer, champagne, coffee, tequilas. We can mix custom too.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"Are you able to taste them?"