A young blond man jumps off a ship in the port. The surrounding crew men do not seem to recognize him, but don't seem to mind when he tosses a small pouch their way. He walks into town, smiling at everybody
Flynn would have noticed when someone he hasn't seen before jumps from a nearby ship, especially so when the crew members don't recognize them. He decides to follow after them, his falcon on his shoulder.
He contiues to walk through town, browsing a few market stalls, before buying an apple with a gold coin. One apple.
He continues to follow them, the bird following from the air as he steals an apple, wondering what could be special about theirs, he doesn’t try to hide the fact he’s following them.
The man doesn’t seem to realize that he’s being followed, as he continues chatting up every stranger he comes across. The apple he stole is a completely normal, absolutely regular apple with no exceptional qualities
A young blond man jumps off a ship in the port. The surrounding crew men do not seem to recognize him, but don't seem to mind when he tosses a small pouch their way. He walks into town, smiling at everybody
Flynn would have noticed when someone he hasn't seen before jumps from a nearby ship, especially so when the crew members don't recognize them. He decides to follow after them, his falcon on his shoulder.
He contiues to walk through town, browsing a few market stalls, before buying an apple with a gold coin. One apple.
He continues to follow them, the bird following from the air as he steals an apple, wondering what could be special about theirs, he doesn’t try to hide the fact he’s following them.
The man doesn’t seem to realize that he’s being followed, as he continues chatting up every stranger he comes across. The apple he stole is a completely normal, absolutely regular apple with no exceptional qualities
He bites into the apple, one of his teeth being left stuck in it, though it doesn’t seem to bother him. He pulls the tooth out as it grows to the size of a small dagger, the silver coin glowing. He tosses the tooth at them, trying not to hurt them any.
A young blond man jumps off a ship in the port. The surrounding crew men do not seem to recognize him, but don't seem to mind when he tosses a small pouch their way. He walks into town, smiling at everybody
Flynn would have noticed when someone he hasn't seen before jumps from a nearby ship, especially so when the crew members don't recognize them. He decides to follow after them, his falcon on his shoulder.
He contiues to walk through town, browsing a few market stalls, before buying an apple with a gold coin. One apple.
He continues to follow them, the bird following from the air as he steals an apple, wondering what could be special about theirs, he doesn’t try to hide the fact he’s following them.
The man doesn’t seem to realize that he’s being followed, as he continues chatting up every stranger he comes across. The apple he stole is a completely normal, absolutely regular apple with no exceptional qualities
He bites into the apple, one of his teeth being left stuck in it, though it doesn’t seem to bother him. He pulls the tooth out as it grows to the size of a small dagger, the silver coin glowing. He tosses the tooth at them, trying not to hurt them any.
The man seems to get lucky, as he bends over to pick something up. How strange.
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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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
A young blond man jumps off a ship in the port. The surrounding crew men do not seem to recognize him, but don't seem to mind when he tosses a small pouch their way. He walks into town, smiling at everybody
Flynn would have noticed when someone he hasn't seen before jumps from a nearby ship, especially so when the crew members don't recognize them. He decides to follow after them, his falcon on his shoulder.
He contiues to walk through town, browsing a few market stalls, before buying an apple with a gold coin. One apple.
He continues to follow them, the bird following from the air as he steals an apple, wondering what could be special about theirs, he doesn’t try to hide the fact he’s following them.
The man doesn’t seem to realize that he’s being followed, as he continues chatting up every stranger he comes across. The apple he stole is a completely normal, absolutely regular apple with no exceptional qualities
He bites into the apple, one of his teeth being left stuck in it, though it doesn’t seem to bother him. He pulls the tooth out as it grows to the size of a small dagger, the silver coin glowing. He tosses the tooth at them, trying not to hurt them any.
The man seems to get lucky, as he bends over to pick something up. How strange.
A tooth slots into place where the old one once was. He decides to walk over, putting on a smile “Hey, have we met before? You seem like someone special.” He says with a little wink, the ‘do you have a stand’ wink.
A young blond man jumps off a ship in the port. The surrounding crew men do not seem to recognize him, but don't seem to mind when he tosses a small pouch their way. He walks into town, smiling at everybody
Flynn would have noticed when someone he hasn't seen before jumps from a nearby ship, especially so when the crew members don't recognize them. He decides to follow after them, his falcon on his shoulder.
He contiues to walk through town, browsing a few market stalls, before buying an apple with a gold coin. One apple.
He continues to follow them, the bird following from the air as he steals an apple, wondering what could be special about theirs, he doesn’t try to hide the fact he’s following them.
The man doesn’t seem to realize that he’s being followed, as he continues chatting up every stranger he comes across. The apple he stole is a completely normal, absolutely regular apple with no exceptional qualities
He bites into the apple, one of his teeth being left stuck in it, though it doesn’t seem to bother him. He pulls the tooth out as it grows to the size of a small dagger, the silver coin glowing. He tosses the tooth at them, trying not to hurt them any.
The man seems to get lucky, as he bends over to pick something up. How strange.
A tooth slots into place where the old one once was. He decides to walk over, putting on a smile “Hey, have we met before? You seem like someone special.” He says with a little wink, the ‘do you have a stand’ wink.
The man thinks for a moment “No I don’t think I have. But I’ve met a good deal of people throughout my days. And I’m definitely someone special. I’m me!”
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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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
A young blond man jumps off a ship in the port. The surrounding crew men do not seem to recognize him, but don't seem to mind when he tosses a small pouch their way. He walks into town, smiling at everybody
Flynn would have noticed when someone he hasn't seen before jumps from a nearby ship, especially so when the crew members don't recognize them. He decides to follow after them, his falcon on his shoulder.
He contiues to walk through town, browsing a few market stalls, before buying an apple with a gold coin. One apple.
He continues to follow them, the bird following from the air as he steals an apple, wondering what could be special about theirs, he doesn’t try to hide the fact he’s following them.
The man doesn’t seem to realize that he’s being followed, as he continues chatting up every stranger he comes across. The apple he stole is a completely normal, absolutely regular apple with no exceptional qualities
He bites into the apple, one of his teeth being left stuck in it, though it doesn’t seem to bother him. He pulls the tooth out as it grows to the size of a small dagger, the silver coin glowing. He tosses the tooth at them, trying not to hurt them any.
The man seems to get lucky, as he bends over to pick something up. How strange.
A tooth slots into place where the old one once was. He decides to walk over, putting on a smile “Hey, have we met before? You seem like someone special.” He says with a little wink, the ‘do you have a stand’ wink.
The man thinks for a moment “No I don’t think I have. But I’ve met a good deal of people throughout my days. And I’m definitely someone special. I’m me!”
“If we have met than it’s good to see you again, if we haven’t, nice to meet you, I’m Flynn.” He holds out a hand to them, his other over their shoulders “You seem special to me.”
A young blond man jumps off a ship in the port. The surrounding crew men do not seem to recognize him, but don't seem to mind when he tosses a small pouch their way. He walks into town, smiling at everybody
Flynn would have noticed when someone he hasn't seen before jumps from a nearby ship, especially so when the crew members don't recognize them. He decides to follow after them, his falcon on his shoulder.
He contiues to walk through town, browsing a few market stalls, before buying an apple with a gold coin. One apple.
He continues to follow them, the bird following from the air as he steals an apple, wondering what could be special about theirs, he doesn’t try to hide the fact he’s following them.
The man doesn’t seem to realize that he’s being followed, as he continues chatting up every stranger he comes across. The apple he stole is a completely normal, absolutely regular apple with no exceptional qualities
He bites into the apple, one of his teeth being left stuck in it, though it doesn’t seem to bother him. He pulls the tooth out as it grows to the size of a small dagger, the silver coin glowing. He tosses the tooth at them, trying not to hurt them any.
The man seems to get lucky, as he bends over to pick something up. How strange.
A tooth slots into place where the old one once was. He decides to walk over, putting on a smile “Hey, have we met before? You seem like someone special.” He says with a little wink, the ‘do you have a stand’ wink.
The man thinks for a moment “No I don’t think I have. But I’ve met a good deal of people throughout my days. And I’m definitely someone special. I’m me!”
“If we have met than it’s good to see you again, if we haven’t, nice to meet you, I’m Flynn.” He holds out a hand to them, his other over their shoulders “You seem special to me.”
“People call me Casey.” He shakes his hand “And I told you. I am quite special!”
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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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
A young blond man jumps off a ship in the port. The surrounding crew men do not seem to recognize him, but don't seem to mind when he tosses a small pouch their way. He walks into town, smiling at everybody
Flynn would have noticed when someone he hasn't seen before jumps from a nearby ship, especially so when the crew members don't recognize them. He decides to follow after them, his falcon on his shoulder.
He contiues to walk through town, browsing a few market stalls, before buying an apple with a gold coin. One apple.
He continues to follow them, the bird following from the air as he steals an apple, wondering what could be special about theirs, he doesn’t try to hide the fact he’s following them.
The man doesn’t seem to realize that he’s being followed, as he continues chatting up every stranger he comes across. The apple he stole is a completely normal, absolutely regular apple with no exceptional qualities
He bites into the apple, one of his teeth being left stuck in it, though it doesn’t seem to bother him. He pulls the tooth out as it grows to the size of a small dagger, the silver coin glowing. He tosses the tooth at them, trying not to hurt them any.
The man seems to get lucky, as he bends over to pick something up. How strange.
A tooth slots into place where the old one once was. He decides to walk over, putting on a smile “Hey, have we met before? You seem like someone special.” He says with a little wink, the ‘do you have a stand’ wink.
The man thinks for a moment “No I don’t think I have. But I’ve met a good deal of people throughout my days. And I’m definitely someone special. I’m me!”
“If we have met than it’s good to see you again, if we haven’t, nice to meet you, I’m Flynn.” He holds out a hand to them, his other over their shoulders “You seem special to me.”
“People call me Casey.” He shakes his hand “And I told you. I am quite special!”
“Nice to meet you Casey, do you want some oil that can heal any injury?” He pulls out a small vial full of oil.
A young blond man jumps off a ship in the port. The surrounding crew men do not seem to recognize him, but don't seem to mind when he tosses a small pouch their way. He walks into town, smiling at everybody
Flynn would have noticed when someone he hasn't seen before jumps from a nearby ship, especially so when the crew members don't recognize them. He decides to follow after them, his falcon on his shoulder.
He contiues to walk through town, browsing a few market stalls, before buying an apple with a gold coin. One apple.
He continues to follow them, the bird following from the air as he steals an apple, wondering what could be special about theirs, he doesn’t try to hide the fact he’s following them.
The man doesn’t seem to realize that he’s being followed, as he continues chatting up every stranger he comes across. The apple he stole is a completely normal, absolutely regular apple with no exceptional qualities
He bites into the apple, one of his teeth being left stuck in it, though it doesn’t seem to bother him. He pulls the tooth out as it grows to the size of a small dagger, the silver coin glowing. He tosses the tooth at them, trying not to hurt them any.
The man seems to get lucky, as he bends over to pick something up. How strange.
A tooth slots into place where the old one once was. He decides to walk over, putting on a smile “Hey, have we met before? You seem like someone special.” He says with a little wink, the ‘do you have a stand’ wink.
The man thinks for a moment “No I don’t think I have. But I’ve met a good deal of people throughout my days. And I’m definitely someone special. I’m me!”
“If we have met than it’s good to see you again, if we haven’t, nice to meet you, I’m Flynn.” He holds out a hand to them, his other over their shoulders “You seem special to me.”
“People call me Casey.” He shakes his hand “And I told you. I am quite special!”
“Nice to meet you Casey, do you want some oil that can heal any injury?” He pulls out a small vial full of oil.
“I believe myself to fare quite well without that. I don’t believe in such things. And oil that can fix your wounds? That’s nonsense.”
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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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
A young blond man jumps off a ship in the port. The surrounding crew men do not seem to recognize him, but don't seem to mind when he tosses a small pouch their way. He walks into town, smiling at everybody
Flynn would have noticed when someone he hasn't seen before jumps from a nearby ship, especially so when the crew members don't recognize them. He decides to follow after them, his falcon on his shoulder.
He contiues to walk through town, browsing a few market stalls, before buying an apple with a gold coin. One apple.
He continues to follow them, the bird following from the air as he steals an apple, wondering what could be special about theirs, he doesn’t try to hide the fact he’s following them.
The man doesn’t seem to realize that he’s being followed, as he continues chatting up every stranger he comes across. The apple he stole is a completely normal, absolutely regular apple with no exceptional qualities
He bites into the apple, one of his teeth being left stuck in it, though it doesn’t seem to bother him. He pulls the tooth out as it grows to the size of a small dagger, the silver coin glowing. He tosses the tooth at them, trying not to hurt them any.
The man seems to get lucky, as he bends over to pick something up. How strange.
A tooth slots into place where the old one once was. He decides to walk over, putting on a smile “Hey, have we met before? You seem like someone special.” He says with a little wink, the ‘do you have a stand’ wink.
The man thinks for a moment “No I don’t think I have. But I’ve met a good deal of people throughout my days. And I’m definitely someone special. I’m me!”
“If we have met than it’s good to see you again, if we haven’t, nice to meet you, I’m Flynn.” He holds out a hand to them, his other over their shoulders “You seem special to me.”
“People call me Casey.” He shakes his hand “And I told you. I am quite special!”
“Nice to meet you Casey, do you want some oil that can heal any injury?” He pulls out a small vial full of oil.
“I believe myself to fare quite well without that. I don’t believe in such things. And oil that can fix your wounds? That’s nonsense.”
“A lot of things are nonsense my friend, that’s what makes them so interesting, especially when they are true .” He smiles at them.
A young blond man jumps off a ship in the port. The surrounding crew men do not seem to recognize him, but don't seem to mind when he tosses a small pouch their way. He walks into town, smiling at everybody
Flynn would have noticed when someone he hasn't seen before jumps from a nearby ship, especially so when the crew members don't recognize them. He decides to follow after them, his falcon on his shoulder.
He contiues to walk through town, browsing a few market stalls, before buying an apple with a gold coin. One apple.
He continues to follow them, the bird following from the air as he steals an apple, wondering what could be special about theirs, he doesn’t try to hide the fact he’s following them.
The man doesn’t seem to realize that he’s being followed, as he continues chatting up every stranger he comes across. The apple he stole is a completely normal, absolutely regular apple with no exceptional qualities
He bites into the apple, one of his teeth being left stuck in it, though it doesn’t seem to bother him. He pulls the tooth out as it grows to the size of a small dagger, the silver coin glowing. He tosses the tooth at them, trying not to hurt them any.
The man seems to get lucky, as he bends over to pick something up. How strange.
A tooth slots into place where the old one once was. He decides to walk over, putting on a smile “Hey, have we met before? You seem like someone special.” He says with a little wink, the ‘do you have a stand’ wink.
The man thinks for a moment “No I don’t think I have. But I’ve met a good deal of people throughout my days. And I’m definitely someone special. I’m me!”
“If we have met than it’s good to see you again, if we haven’t, nice to meet you, I’m Flynn.” He holds out a hand to them, his other over their shoulders “You seem special to me.”
“People call me Casey.” He shakes his hand “And I told you. I am quite special!”
“Nice to meet you Casey, do you want some oil that can heal any injury?” He pulls out a small vial full of oil.
“I believe myself to fare quite well without that. I don’t believe in such things. And oil that can fix your wounds? That’s nonsense.”
“A lot of things are nonsense my friend, that’s what makes them so interesting, especially when they are true .” He smiles at them.
“Sure. Definitely not some sort of scam.”
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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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
A young blond man jumps off a ship in the port. The surrounding crew men do not seem to recognize him, but don't seem to mind when he tosses a small pouch their way. He walks into town, smiling at everybody
Flynn would have noticed when someone he hasn't seen before jumps from a nearby ship, especially so when the crew members don't recognize them. He decides to follow after them, his falcon on his shoulder.
He contiues to walk through town, browsing a few market stalls, before buying an apple with a gold coin. One apple.
He continues to follow them, the bird following from the air as he steals an apple, wondering what could be special about theirs, he doesn’t try to hide the fact he’s following them.
The man doesn’t seem to realize that he’s being followed, as he continues chatting up every stranger he comes across. The apple he stole is a completely normal, absolutely regular apple with no exceptional qualities
He bites into the apple, one of his teeth being left stuck in it, though it doesn’t seem to bother him. He pulls the tooth out as it grows to the size of a small dagger, the silver coin glowing. He tosses the tooth at them, trying not to hurt them any.
The man seems to get lucky, as he bends over to pick something up. How strange.
A tooth slots into place where the old one once was. He decides to walk over, putting on a smile “Hey, have we met before? You seem like someone special.” He says with a little wink, the ‘do you have a stand’ wink.
The man thinks for a moment “No I don’t think I have. But I’ve met a good deal of people throughout my days. And I’m definitely someone special. I’m me!”
“If we have met than it’s good to see you again, if we haven’t, nice to meet you, I’m Flynn.” He holds out a hand to them, his other over their shoulders “You seem special to me.”
“People call me Casey.” He shakes his hand “And I told you. I am quite special!”
“Nice to meet you Casey, do you want some oil that can heal any injury?” He pulls out a small vial full of oil.
“I believe myself to fare quite well without that. I don’t believe in such things. And oil that can fix your wounds? That’s nonsense.”
“A lot of things are nonsense my friend, that’s what makes them so interesting, especially when they are true .” He smiles at them.
“Sure. Definitely not some sort of scam.”
He chuckles at that, putting the oil back in his pocket “If you don’t want to buy any, I certainly won’t make you, you seem like the lucky type.”
A middle aged woman with bright, fiery red hair and warm brown eyes is on the side of the road, selling what seems to be masterfully crafted jewelry and ornately made items. Despite what she’s selling, her clothes are that of a commoner’s, with the exception of a gold wedding band as well as an amber earring. Every time someone buys something from her, she takes their money and goes through a door to a tavern, coming back out without any of it. She doesn’t seem scared of thieves.
A young blond man jumps off a ship in the port. The surrounding crew men do not seem to recognize him, but don't seem to mind when he tosses a small pouch their way. He walks into town, smiling at everybody
Flynn would have noticed when someone he hasn't seen before jumps from a nearby ship, especially so when the crew members don't recognize them. He decides to follow after them, his falcon on his shoulder.
He contiues to walk through town, browsing a few market stalls, before buying an apple with a gold coin. One apple.
He continues to follow them, the bird following from the air as he steals an apple, wondering what could be special about theirs, he doesn’t try to hide the fact he’s following them.
The man doesn’t seem to realize that he’s being followed, as he continues chatting up every stranger he comes across. The apple he stole is a completely normal, absolutely regular apple with no exceptional qualities
He bites into the apple, one of his teeth being left stuck in it, though it doesn’t seem to bother him. He pulls the tooth out as it grows to the size of a small dagger, the silver coin glowing. He tosses the tooth at them, trying not to hurt them any.
The man seems to get lucky, as he bends over to pick something up. How strange.
A tooth slots into place where the old one once was. He decides to walk over, putting on a smile “Hey, have we met before? You seem like someone special.” He says with a little wink, the ‘do you have a stand’ wink.
The man thinks for a moment “No I don’t think I have. But I’ve met a good deal of people throughout my days. And I’m definitely someone special. I’m me!”
“If we have met than it’s good to see you again, if we haven’t, nice to meet you, I’m Flynn.” He holds out a hand to them, his other over their shoulders “You seem special to me.”
“People call me Casey.” He shakes his hand “And I told you. I am quite special!”
“Nice to meet you Casey, do you want some oil that can heal any injury?” He pulls out a small vial full of oil.
“I believe myself to fare quite well without that. I don’t believe in such things. And oil that can fix your wounds? That’s nonsense.”
“A lot of things are nonsense my friend, that’s what makes them so interesting, especially when they are true .” He smiles at them.
“Sure. Definitely not some sort of scam.”
He chuckles at that, putting the oil back in his pocket “If you don’t want to buy any, I certainly won’t make you, you seem like the lucky type.”
“I think I’m quite lucky. I’m rich, so I’ve got to be blessed there. And no normal person gets dashing looks such as my own.”
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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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
He smiles even more at them “Rich you say? I must admit, you are good looking, though I’d argue less than I am. No need to argue about that though. Have you met any pirates before?”
He smiles even more at them “Rich you say? I must admit, you are good looking, though I’d argue less than I am. No need to argue about that though. Have you met any pirates before?”
“Oh I’ve met quite a few. Some Im quite good friends with. For others, I am the reason they’ll never walk again. Or breathe again.”
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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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
He smiles even more at them “Rich you say? I must admit, you are good looking, though I’d argue less than I am. No need to argue about that though. Have you met any pirates before?”
“Oh I’ve met quite a few. Some Im quite good friends with. For others, I am the reason they’ll never walk again. Or breathe again.”
“You must be a rather formidable foe then.” His hand moves away from his knife, though his eyes show that he wasn’t going to do anything around people.
He smiles even more at them “Rich you say? I must admit, you are good looking, though I’d argue less than I am. No need to argue about that though. Have you met any pirates before?”
“Oh I’ve met quite a few. Some Im quite good friends with. For others, I am the reason they’ll never walk again. Or breathe again.”
“You must be a rather formidable foe then.” His hand moves away from his knife, though his eyes show that he wasn’t going to do anything around people.
“Yes, rather formidable indeed.” He smiles, but it doesn’t reach his eyes.
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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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
He smiles even more at them “Rich you say? I must admit, you are good looking, though I’d argue less than I am. No need to argue about that though. Have you met any pirates before?”
“Oh I’ve met quite a few. Some Im quite good friends with. For others, I am the reason they’ll never walk again. Or breathe again.”
“You must be a rather formidable foe then.” His hand moves away from his knife, though his eyes show that he wasn’t going to do anything around people.
“Yes, rather formidable indeed.” He smiles, but it doesn’t reach his eyes.
He matches the smile with his own, “How about I buy you a drink, if you have the time.”
He smiles even more at them “Rich you say? I must admit, you are good looking, though I’d argue less than I am. No need to argue about that though. Have you met any pirates before?”
“Oh I’ve met quite a few. Some Im quite good friends with. For others, I am the reason they’ll never walk again. Or breathe again.”
“You must be a rather formidable foe then.” His hand moves away from his knife, though his eyes show that he wasn’t going to do anything around people.
“Yes, rather formidable indeed.” He smiles, but it doesn’t reach his eyes.
He matches the smile with his own, “How about I buy you a drink, if you have the time.”
“I’ve got a few hours before I have anything to do. I’d love a drink.”
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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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
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The man doesn’t seem to realize that he’s being followed, as he continues chatting up every stranger he comes across. The apple he stole is a completely normal, absolutely regular apple with no exceptional qualities
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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
He bites into the apple, one of his teeth being left stuck in it, though it doesn’t seem to bother him. He pulls the tooth out as it grows to the size of a small dagger, the silver coin glowing. He tosses the tooth at them, trying not to hurt them any.
The man seems to get lucky, as he bends over to pick something up. How strange.
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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
A tooth slots into place where the old one once was. He decides to walk over, putting on a smile “Hey, have we met before? You seem like someone special.” He says with a little wink, the ‘do you have a stand’ wink.
The man thinks for a moment “No I don’t think I have. But I’ve met a good deal of people throughout my days. And I’m definitely someone special. I’m me!”
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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
“If we have met than it’s good to see you again, if we haven’t, nice to meet you, I’m Flynn.” He holds out a hand to them, his other over their shoulders “You seem special to me.”
“People call me Casey.” He shakes his hand “And I told you. I am quite special!”
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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
“Nice to meet you Casey, do you want some oil that can heal any injury?” He pulls out a small vial full of oil.
“I believe myself to fare quite well without that. I don’t believe in such things. And oil that can fix your wounds? That’s nonsense.”
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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
“A lot of things are nonsense my friend, that’s what makes them so interesting, especially when they are true .” He smiles at them.
“Sure. Definitely not some sort of scam.”
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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
He chuckles at that, putting the oil back in his pocket “If you don’t want to buy any, I certainly won’t make you, you seem like the lucky type.”
A middle aged woman with bright, fiery red hair and warm brown eyes is on the side of the road, selling what seems to be masterfully crafted jewelry and ornately made items. Despite what she’s selling, her clothes are that of a commoner’s, with the exception of a gold wedding band as well as an amber earring. Every time someone buys something from her, she takes their money and goes through a door to a tavern, coming back out without any of it. She doesn’t seem scared of thieves.
“I think I’m quite lucky. I’m rich, so I’ve got to be blessed there. And no normal person gets dashing looks such as my own.”
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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
*Cut for Himy.*
He smiles even more at them “Rich you say? I must admit, you are good looking, though I’d argue less than I am. No need to argue about that though. Have you met any pirates before?”
“Oh I’ve met quite a few. Some Im quite good friends with. For others, I am the reason they’ll never walk again. Or breathe again.”
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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
“You must be a rather formidable foe then.” His hand moves away from his knife, though his eyes show that he wasn’t going to do anything around people.
“Yes, rather formidable indeed.” He smiles, but it doesn’t reach his eyes.
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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
He matches the smile with his own, “How about I buy you a drink, if you have the time.”
“I’ve got a few hours before I have anything to do. I’d love a drink.”
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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones