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.
“Really? Because I saw you earlier and thought you did.” She says as she gets closer.
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?'
"Me?" booms a strange voice out from the muzzle locked on the dragonborn
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.
“Really? Because I saw you earlier and thought you did.” She says as she gets closer.
He shakes his head "I told you to come back if you needed help dear." He chuckles.
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Such a dark place, am I trapped in here? Is this real? I cannot remember There was a manuscript, it held a key A vicious cycle I must not surrender to Echo scenes to seek out, again and again.. Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end I will bring this song to its end
*Hi Wendi! This seems really cool, I love ocean threads. While I’m probably not gonna have the time to RP here, I wanted to pop in and tell you about how cool I think this is. It’s really cool.*
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.
“Really? Because I saw you earlier and thought you did.” She says as she gets closer.
He shakes his head "I told you to come back if you needed help dear." He chuckles.
“Help? With what?” Eya asks as her left eye changes from teal to orange.
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?'
"Me?" booms a strange voice out from the muzzle locked on the dragonborn
"Who else am I talking to!" She barks out a laugh
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Such a dark place, am I trapped in here? Is this real? I cannot remember There was a manuscript, it held a key A vicious cycle I must not surrender to Echo scenes to seek out, again and again.. Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end I will bring this song to its end
*Hi Wendi! This seems really cool, I love ocean threads. While I’m probably not gonna have the time to RP here, I wanted to pop in and tell you about how cool I think this is. It’s really cool.*
*Aw, thank you! I can't force you to RP on here but I thank you nonetheless for the compliment.*
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Such a dark place, am I trapped in here? Is this real? I cannot remember There was a manuscript, it held a key A vicious cycle I must not surrender to Echo scenes to seek out, again and again.. Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end I will bring this song to its end
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.
“Really? Because I saw you earlier and thought you did.” She says as she gets closer.
He shakes his head "I told you to come back if you needed help dear." He chuckles.
“Help? With what?” Eya asks as her left eye changes from teal to orange.
He shrugs "Anything at all. A tour round town, best places to fish, stuff of the like."
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Such a dark place, am I trapped in here? Is this real? I cannot remember There was a manuscript, it held a key A vicious cycle I must not surrender to Echo scenes to seek out, again and again.. Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end I will bring this song to its end
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?'
"Me?" booms a strange voice out from the muzzle locked on the dragonborn
"Who else am I talking to!" She barks out a laugh
"I'm... Ag'thin- what is your name?..." "I... am steve" *JK*
“A tour would be preferable, darling.” Mahl cooed, her Scottish accent clearly showing, compared to Eya’s English one.
He nods and stands up, fixing his green raincoat. He walks with her through town, waving to folk who pass by.
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Such a dark place, am I trapped in here? Is this real? I cannot remember There was a manuscript, it held a key A vicious cycle I must not surrender to Echo scenes to seek out, again and again.. Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end I will bring this song to its end
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?'
"Me?" booms a strange voice out from the muzzle locked on the dragonborn
"Who else am I talking to!" She barks out a laugh
"I'm... Ag'thin- what is your name?..." "I... am steve" *JK*
"Call me Grandma dear, haven't seen you around here before." She laughs.
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Such a dark place, am I trapped in here? Is this real? I cannot remember There was a manuscript, it held a key A vicious cycle I must not surrender to Echo scenes to seek out, again and again.. Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end I will bring this song to its end
“A tour would be preferable, darling.” Mahl cooed, her Scottish accent clearly showing, compared to Eya’s English one.
He nods and stands up, fixing his green raincoat. He walks with her through town, waving to folk who pass by.
Mahl looks at them, her gaze almost predatory, but she just keeps walking.
He opens the door to the tavern where a goblin woman stands at a bar. She looks up and waves enthusically "Joseph! Hi there dear!" She grins and walks over, hugging him. He hugs her back and nods "How're you?" He asks and she chuckles "Better then good. Got a good amount of tips for today!"
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Such a dark place, am I trapped in here? Is this real? I cannot remember There was a manuscript, it held a key A vicious cycle I must not surrender to Echo scenes to seek out, again and again.. Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end I will bring this song to its end
“A tour would be preferable, darling.” Mahl cooed, her Scottish accent clearly showing, compared to Eya’s English one.
He nods and stands up, fixing his green raincoat. He walks with her through town, waving to folk who pass by.
Mahl looks at them, her gaze almost predatory, but she just keeps walking.
He opens the door to the tavern where a goblin woman stands at a bar. She looks up and waves enthusically "Joseph! Hi there dear!" She grins and walks over, hugging him. He hugs her back and nods "How're you?" He asks and she chuckles "Better then good. Got a good amount of tips for today!"
Mahl slowly walks into the tavern, following after Joseph
“A tour would be preferable, darling.” Mahl cooed, her Scottish accent clearly showing, compared to Eya’s English one.
He nods and stands up, fixing his green raincoat. He walks with her through town, waving to folk who pass by.
Mahl looks at them, her gaze almost predatory, but she just keeps walking.
He opens the door to the tavern where a goblin woman stands at a bar. She looks up and waves enthusically "Joseph! Hi there dear!" She grins and walks over, hugging him. He hugs her back and nods "How're you?" He asks and she chuckles "Better then good. Got a good amount of tips for today!"
Mahl slowly walks into the tavern, following after Joseph
Siena, the goblin woman, narrows her bright brown eyes and grins "Well well well, fresh bait eh?" She extends a hand "I am Siena, a pleasure to meet ya honey."
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Such a dark place, am I trapped in here? Is this real? I cannot remember There was a manuscript, it held a key A vicious cycle I must not surrender to Echo scenes to seek out, again and again.. Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end I will bring this song to its end
A fat dog-man struts out of the local prison, dressed in ragged sailor's clothing with many ruffled, bright red coats layered over each other. He's attached chains to his damaged and formerly very expensive clothes, rattling with each step. Around his neck is a tarnished silver locket, and on his head is a captain's hat with a bullet hole fired into it.
Some of the guards glare at him as he leaves, while others smile along with him. As soon as he's out of sight, he stops smiling and immediately heads for the tavern. Once he gets there, he reaches into hidden pockets within his attire and shovels shaking handfuls of gold coins from several different countries onto the bar. "I n-need everything. Booze, cigars, food, whatever you have. I'm good for it, but please don't turn me away yet." He speaks quickly, very nearly stumbling over his own words as though he thought he were going to get cut off any moment.
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?'
"Me?" booms a strange voice out from the muzzle locked on the dragonborn
"Who else am I talking to!" She barks out a laugh
"I'm... Ag'thin- what is your name?..." "I... am steve" *JK*
"Call me Grandma dear, haven't seen you around here before." She laughs.
“A tour would be preferable, darling.” Mahl cooed, her Scottish accent clearly showing, compared to Eya’s English one.
He nods and stands up, fixing his green raincoat. He walks with her through town, waving to folk who pass by.
Mahl looks at them, her gaze almost predatory, but she just keeps walking.
He opens the door to the tavern where a goblin woman stands at a bar. She looks up and waves enthusically "Joseph! Hi there dear!" She grins and walks over, hugging him. He hugs her back and nods "How're you?" He asks and she chuckles "Better then good. Got a good amount of tips for today!"
Mahl slowly walks into the tavern, following after Joseph
Siena, the goblin woman, narrows her bright brown eyes and grins "Well well well, fresh bait eh?" She extends a hand "I am Siena, a pleasure to meet ya honey."
“Mahl.” The dragonborn smiles and shakes it, her finned tail swaying as she did.
A fat dog-man struts out of the local prison, dressed in ragged sailor's clothing with many ruffled, bright red coats layered over each other. He's attached chains to his damaged and formerly very expensive clothes, rattling with each step. Around his neck is a tarnished silver locket, and on his head is a captain's hat with a bullet hole fired into it.
Some of the guards glare at him as he leaves, while others smile along with him. As soon as he's out of sight, he stops smiling and immediately heads for the tavern. Once he gets there, he reaches into hidden pockets within his attire and shovels shaking handfuls of gold coins from several different countries onto the bar. "I n-need everything. Booze, cigars, food, whatever you have. I'm good for it, but please don't turn me away yet." He speaks quickly, very nearly stumbling over his own words as though he thought he were going to get cut off any moment.
Siena bright brown eyes narrow, her long black hair done up in a bun pinned with fish bone hair pins. Her wooden beaded jewelry rattles as she nods, taking the money and checking it over. She brings over some cigars that had been imported, although a bit stale, and a mug of Blood Wine. "Whatcha want to eat hm?"
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Such a dark place, am I trapped in here? Is this real? I cannot remember There was a manuscript, it held a key A vicious cycle I must not surrender to Echo scenes to seek out, again and again.. Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end I will bring this song to its end
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“Really? Because I saw you earlier and thought you did.” She says as she gets closer.
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
"Me?" booms a strange voice out from the muzzle locked on the dragonborn
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025 (They still alive, but banished to being a lurker now)
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. Also, I have a lil bean on a thread. That bean is named Ace, here is the thread
He shakes his head "I told you to come back if you needed help dear." He chuckles.
Such a dark place, am I trapped in here?
Is this real? I cannot remember
There was a manuscript, it held a key
A vicious cycle I must not surrender to
Echo scenes to seek out, again and again..
Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end
I will bring this song to its end
*Hi Wendi! This seems really cool, I love ocean threads. While I’m probably not gonna have the time to RP here, I wanted to pop in and tell you about how cool I think this is. It’s really cool.*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
“Help? With what?” Eya asks as her left eye changes from teal to orange.
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
"Who else am I talking to!" She barks out a laugh
Such a dark place, am I trapped in here?
Is this real? I cannot remember
There was a manuscript, it held a key
A vicious cycle I must not surrender to
Echo scenes to seek out, again and again..
Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end
I will bring this song to its end
*Aw, thank you! I can't force you to RP on here but I thank you nonetheless for the compliment.*
Such a dark place, am I trapped in here?
Is this real? I cannot remember
There was a manuscript, it held a key
A vicious cycle I must not surrender to
Echo scenes to seek out, again and again..
Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end
I will bring this song to its end
He shrugs "Anything at all. A tour round town, best places to fish, stuff of the like."
Such a dark place, am I trapped in here?
Is this real? I cannot remember
There was a manuscript, it held a key
A vicious cycle I must not surrender to
Echo scenes to seek out, again and again..
Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end
I will bring this song to its end
*cut*
“A tour would be preferable, darling.” Mahl cooed, her Scottish accent clearly showing, compared to Eya’s English one.
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
"I'm... Ag'thin- what is your name?..." "I... am steve" *JK*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025 (They still alive, but banished to being a lurker now)
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. Also, I have a lil bean on a thread. That bean is named Ace, here is the thread
He nods and stands up, fixing his green raincoat. He walks with her through town, waving to folk who pass by.
Such a dark place, am I trapped in here?
Is this real? I cannot remember
There was a manuscript, it held a key
A vicious cycle I must not surrender to
Echo scenes to seek out, again and again..
Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end
I will bring this song to its end
"Call me Grandma dear, haven't seen you around here before." She laughs.
Such a dark place, am I trapped in here?
Is this real? I cannot remember
There was a manuscript, it held a key
A vicious cycle I must not surrender to
Echo scenes to seek out, again and again..
Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end
I will bring this song to its end
Mahl looks at them, her gaze almost predatory, but she just keeps walking.
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
He opens the door to the tavern where a goblin woman stands at a bar. She looks up and waves enthusically "Joseph! Hi there dear!" She grins and walks over, hugging him. He hugs her back and nods "How're you?" He asks and she chuckles "Better then good. Got a good amount of tips for today!"
Such a dark place, am I trapped in here?
Is this real? I cannot remember
There was a manuscript, it held a key
A vicious cycle I must not surrender to
Echo scenes to seek out, again and again..
Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end
I will bring this song to its end
Mahl slowly walks into the tavern, following after Joseph
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
Siena, the goblin woman, narrows her bright brown eyes and grins "Well well well, fresh bait eh?" She extends a hand "I am Siena, a pleasure to meet ya honey."
Such a dark place, am I trapped in here?
Is this real? I cannot remember
There was a manuscript, it held a key
A vicious cycle I must not surrender to
Echo scenes to seek out, again and again..
Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end
I will bring this song to its end
A fat dog-man struts out of the local prison, dressed in ragged sailor's clothing with many ruffled, bright red coats layered over each other. He's attached chains to his damaged and formerly very expensive clothes, rattling with each step. Around his neck is a tarnished silver locket, and on his head is a captain's hat with a bullet hole fired into it.
Some of the guards glare at him as he leaves, while others smile along with him. As soon as he's out of sight, he stops smiling and immediately heads for the tavern. Once he gets there, he reaches into hidden pockets within his attire and shovels shaking handfuls of gold coins from several different countries onto the bar. "I n-need everything. Booze, cigars, food, whatever you have. I'm good for it, but please don't turn me away yet." He speaks quickly, very nearly stumbling over his own words as though he thought he were going to get cut off any moment.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"New here"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025 (They still alive, but banished to being a lurker now)
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. Also, I have a lil bean on a thread. That bean is named Ace, here is the thread
“Mahl.” The dragonborn smiles and shakes it, her finned tail swaying as she did.
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
Siena bright brown eyes narrow, her long black hair done up in a bun pinned with fish bone hair pins. Her wooden beaded jewelry rattles as she nods, taking the money and checking it over. She brings over some cigars that had been imported, although a bit stale, and a mug of Blood Wine. "Whatcha want to eat hm?"
Such a dark place, am I trapped in here?
Is this real? I cannot remember
There was a manuscript, it held a key
A vicious cycle I must not surrender to
Echo scenes to seek out, again and again..
Until I figure it out to bring this song to its end
I will bring this song to its end