Fog begins to roll out of the city as the city wakes. People begin to fill the streets, the smell of motor oil filling the air. The fishing docks are full, the murmur of voices filling the silence.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Fog begins to roll out of the city as the city wakes. People begin to fill the streets, the smell of motor oil filling the air. The fishing docks are full, the murmur of voices filling the silence.
The tall armored dragonborn stretches, the sound of metal scraping metal, and blood oozing apparent
Fog begins to roll out of the city as the city wakes. People begin to fill the streets, the smell of motor oil filling the air. The fishing docks are full, the murmur of voices filling the silence.
Eya breathes in the oil before heading back to the docks. Looking for the man who she had seen there earlier.
Fog begins to roll out of the city as the city wakes. People begin to fill the streets, the smell of motor oil filling the air. The fishing docks are full, the murmur of voices filling the silence.
The tall armored dragonborn stretches, the sound of metal scraping metal, and blood oozing apparent
Jenkins, who is out for a stroll, snorts "Who're you?'
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Fog begins to roll out of the city as the city wakes. People begin to fill the streets, the smell of motor oil filling the air. The fishing docks are full, the murmur of voices filling the silence.
Eya breathes in the oil before heading back to the docks. Looking for the man who she had seen there earlier.
He sits there, on a crate, smoking and reading a book. A lantern sits besides him on the ground.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Fog begins to roll out of the city as the city wakes. People begin to fill the streets, the smell of motor oil filling the air. The fishing docks are full, the murmur of voices filling the silence.
Eya breathes in the oil before heading back to the docks. Looking for the man who she had seen there earlier.
He sits there, on a crate, smoking and reading a book. A lantern sits besides him on the ground.
Fog begins to roll out of the city as the city wakes. People begin to fill the streets, the smell of motor oil filling the air. The fishing docks are full, the murmur of voices filling the silence.
Eya breathes in the oil before heading back to the docks. Looking for the man who she had seen there earlier.
He sits there, on a crate, smoking and reading a book. A lantern sits besides him on the ground.
Eya smiles and trots over to him.
”You wanted to see me, sir?” She asks.
"Hm? No, I do not think so." He shakes his head. He closes the book and tilts his head.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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“How’d that happen anyways, the shipwreck I mean.”
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
“Pirates. Well, moreso marauders, but they shunted us onto the rocks and we all fled. I hope they’re alright…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Why’s that? They’re pirates? Or are you referring to the other passengers?” Eya asks.
Her left eye then changes from teal to orange and her accent from English to Scottish.
”I doubt they are honey. I doubt they are..” Eya cooed.
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
“Yes, I was referring to my friends.” She confirms, not being at all affected by this change. “I’m… pretty confident that at least Ix made it out…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Good, because the pirates don’t exactly deserve to be safe. Now would you like some help looking for your friends?” Eya/Mahl asks.
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
*This is such a cool thread. I want it to last a long time.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*same, though I can’t tell if you’re being sarcastic or not.*
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
*I am not. This thread was made by my best friend, Wendigo, and I think it has a lot of interesting plot options.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*my apologies then*
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
A tall dragonborn covered in slightly rusty metal with mechanics, is wandering around; the color of the dragonborn is not identifiable
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Nothing to worry about, man/girl/both/neither/in-between (choose whichever one makes you feel the most validated).*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*anyone want to rp?*
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
*ye*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Fog begins to roll out of the city as the city wakes. People begin to fill the streets, the smell of motor oil filling the air. The fishing docks are full, the murmur of voices filling the silence.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The tall armored dragonborn stretches, the sound of metal scraping metal, and blood oozing apparent
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Eya breathes in the oil before heading back to the docks. Looking for the man who she had seen there earlier.
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
Jenkins, who is out for a stroll, snorts "Who're you?'
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He sits there, on a crate, smoking and reading a book. A lantern sits besides him on the ground.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Eya smiles and trots over to him.
”You wanted to see me, sir?” She asks.
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
"Hm? No, I do not think so." He shakes his head. He closes the book and tilts his head.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]