A small, meek-looking figure has entered the tavern, wearing a heavy hood and boots
The young boy is sitting at a table. He frowns at the figure, eye twitching slightly.
The figure walks towards them
He looks down at his menu, pretending to be distracted.
The figure easily tells that they are pretending, and sits next to the person, saying "Ya new here?"
He frowns. “Yes. I just came across this place.”
"Ah"
“Who are you?”
"The One Who Lurks"
He raises an eyebrow. “I’ll call you Towel. Towl. Towel. Yeah. I’m Bugg.”
They frowns, "I'll strongly suggest that you'd don't'd that."
“Or what?” He asks, meeting their gaze for a second before starting to move his gaze around the room. His eyes are strange. While his body is childish and his movements seem to be that of a child, his eyes are filled with coldness, they flicker around the room, showing no humanity. “Heh. I’m just joking. What should I call you?”
A small, meek-looking figure has entered the tavern, wearing a heavy hood and boots
The young boy is sitting at a table. He frowns at the figure, eye twitching slightly.
The figure walks towards them
He looks down at his menu, pretending to be distracted.
The figure easily tells that they are pretending, and sits next to the person, saying "Ya new here?"
He frowns. “Yes. I just came across this place.”
"Ah"
“Who are you?”
"The One Who Lurks"
He raises an eyebrow. “I’ll call you Towel. Towl. Towel. Yeah. I’m Bugg.”
They frowns, "I'll strongly suggest that you'd don't'd that."
“Or what?” He asks, meeting their gaze for a second before starting to move his gaze around the room. His eyes are strange. While his body is childish and his movements seem to be that of a child, his eyes are filled with coldness, they flicker around the room, showing no humanity. “Heh. I’m just joking. What should I call you?”
A small, meek-looking figure has entered the tavern, wearing a heavy hood and boots
The young boy is sitting at a table. He frowns at the figure, eye twitching slightly.
The figure walks towards them
He looks down at his menu, pretending to be distracted.
The figure easily tells that they are pretending, and sits next to the person, saying "Ya new here?"
He frowns. “Yes. I just came across this place.”
"Ah"
“Who are you?”
"The One Who Lurks"
He raises an eyebrow. “I’ll call you Towel. Towl. Towel. Yeah. I’m Bugg.”
They frowns, "I'll strongly suggest that you'd don't'd that."
“Or what?” He asks, meeting their gaze for a second before starting to move his gaze around the room. His eyes are strange. While his body is childish and his movements seem to be that of a child, his eyes are filled with coldness, they flicker around the room, showing no humanity. “Heh. I’m just joking. What should I call you?”
"I have many names"
“So… tell me one?” His body remains cheerful despite the fact that most would be annoyed in this situation.
A small, meek-looking figure has entered the tavern, wearing a heavy hood and boots
The young boy is sitting at a table. He frowns at the figure, eye twitching slightly.
The figure walks towards them
He looks down at his menu, pretending to be distracted.
The figure easily tells that they are pretending, and sits next to the person, saying "Ya new here?"
He frowns. “Yes. I just came across this place.”
"Ah"
“Who are you?”
"The One Who Lurks"
He raises an eyebrow. “I’ll call you Towel. Towl. Towel. Yeah. I’m Bugg.”
They frowns, "I'll strongly suggest that you'd don't'd that."
“Or what?” He asks, meeting their gaze for a second before starting to move his gaze around the room. His eyes are strange. While his body is childish and his movements seem to be that of a child, his eyes are filled with coldness, they flicker around the room, showing no humanity. “Heh. I’m just joking. What should I call you?”
"I have many names"
“So… tell me one?” His body remains cheerful despite the fact that most would be annoyed in this situation.
A small, meek-looking figure has entered the tavern, wearing a heavy hood and boots
The young boy is sitting at a table. He frowns at the figure, eye twitching slightly.
The figure walks towards them
He looks down at his menu, pretending to be distracted.
The figure easily tells that they are pretending, and sits next to the person, saying "Ya new here?"
He frowns. “Yes. I just came across this place.”
"Ah"
“Who are you?”
"The One Who Lurks"
He raises an eyebrow. “I’ll call you Towel. Towl. Towel. Yeah. I’m Bugg.”
They frowns, "I'll strongly suggest that you'd don't'd that."
“Or what?” He asks, meeting their gaze for a second before starting to move his gaze around the room. His eyes are strange. While his body is childish and his movements seem to be that of a child, his eyes are filled with coldness, they flicker around the room, showing no humanity. “Heh. I’m just joking. What should I call you?”
"I have many names"
“So… tell me one?” His body remains cheerful despite the fact that most would be annoyed in this situation.
"Why?"
“It’s quite rude to not give someone a name. If you do not, I will be forced to address you as Towel.”
A small, meek-looking figure has entered the tavern, wearing a heavy hood and boots
The young boy is sitting at a table. He frowns at the figure, eye twitching slightly.
The figure walks towards them
He looks down at his menu, pretending to be distracted.
The figure easily tells that they are pretending, and sits next to the person, saying "Ya new here?"
He frowns. “Yes. I just came across this place.”
"Ah"
“Who are you?”
"The One Who Lurks"
He raises an eyebrow. “I’ll call you Towel. Towl. Towel. Yeah. I’m Bugg.”
They frowns, "I'll strongly suggest that you'd don't'd that."
“Or what?” He asks, meeting their gaze for a second before starting to move his gaze around the room. His eyes are strange. While his body is childish and his movements seem to be that of a child, his eyes are filled with coldness, they flicker around the room, showing no humanity. “Heh. I’m just joking. What should I call you?”
"I have many names"
“So… tell me one?” His body remains cheerful despite the fact that most would be annoyed in this situation.
"Why?"
“It’s quite rude to not give someone a name. If you do not, I will be forced to address you as Towel.”
A small, meek-looking figure has entered the tavern, wearing a heavy hood and boots
The young boy is sitting at a table. He frowns at the figure, eye twitching slightly.
The figure walks towards them
He looks down at his menu, pretending to be distracted.
The figure easily tells that they are pretending, and sits next to the person, saying "Ya new here?"
He frowns. “Yes. I just came across this place.”
"Ah"
“Who are you?”
"The One Who Lurks"
He raises an eyebrow. “I’ll call you Towel. Towl. Towel. Yeah. I’m Bugg.”
They frowns, "I'll strongly suggest that you'd don't'd that."
“Or what?” He asks, meeting their gaze for a second before starting to move his gaze around the room. His eyes are strange. While his body is childish and his movements seem to be that of a child, his eyes are filled with coldness, they flicker around the room, showing no humanity. “Heh. I’m just joking. What should I call you?”
"I have many names"
“So… tell me one?” His body remains cheerful despite the fact that most would be annoyed in this situation.
"Why?"
“It’s quite rude to not give someone a name. If you do not, I will be forced to address you as Towel.”
"Taularmil"
“Hello, Taularmil. I believe I already told you my name. Have you been here long?”
A small, meek-looking figure has entered the tavern, wearing a heavy hood and boots
The young boy is sitting at a table. He frowns at the figure, eye twitching slightly.
The figure walks towards them
He looks down at his menu, pretending to be distracted.
The figure easily tells that they are pretending, and sits next to the person, saying "Ya new here?"
He frowns. “Yes. I just came across this place.”
"Ah"
“Who are you?”
"The One Who Lurks"
He raises an eyebrow. “I’ll call you Towel. Towl. Towel. Yeah. I’m Bugg.”
They frowns, "I'll strongly suggest that you'd don't'd that."
“Or what?” He asks, meeting their gaze for a second before starting to move his gaze around the room. His eyes are strange. While his body is childish and his movements seem to be that of a child, his eyes are filled with coldness, they flicker around the room, showing no humanity. “Heh. I’m just joking. What should I call you?”
"I have many names"
“So… tell me one?” His body remains cheerful despite the fact that most would be annoyed in this situation.
"Why?"
“It’s quite rude to not give someone a name. If you do not, I will be forced to address you as Towel.”
"Taularmil"
“Hello, Taularmil. I believe I already told you my name. Have you been here long?”
A small, meek-looking figure has entered the tavern, wearing a heavy hood and boots
The young boy is sitting at a table. He frowns at the figure, eye twitching slightly.
The figure walks towards them
He looks down at his menu, pretending to be distracted.
The figure easily tells that they are pretending, and sits next to the person, saying "Ya new here?"
He frowns. “Yes. I just came across this place.”
"Ah"
“Who are you?”
"The One Who Lurks"
He raises an eyebrow. “I’ll call you Towel. Towl. Towel. Yeah. I’m Bugg.”
They frowns, "I'll strongly suggest that you'd don't'd that."
“Or what?” He asks, meeting their gaze for a second before starting to move his gaze around the room. His eyes are strange. While his body is childish and his movements seem to be that of a child, his eyes are filled with coldness, they flicker around the room, showing no humanity. “Heh. I’m just joking. What should I call you?”
"I have many names"
“So… tell me one?” His body remains cheerful despite the fact that most would be annoyed in this situation.
"Why?"
“It’s quite rude to not give someone a name. If you do not, I will be forced to address you as Towel.”
"Taularmil"
“Hello, Taularmil. I believe I already told you my name. Have you been here long?”
"I grew up here"
“Hm. Interesting. I grew up… not far. Alschat. It was rather famous a while ago, attacked by wooden puppets.”
A small, meek-looking figure has entered the tavern, wearing a heavy hood and boots
The young boy is sitting at a table. He frowns at the figure, eye twitching slightly.
The figure walks towards them
He looks down at his menu, pretending to be distracted.
The figure easily tells that they are pretending, and sits next to the person, saying "Ya new here?"
He frowns. “Yes. I just came across this place.”
"Ah"
“Who are you?”
"The One Who Lurks"
He raises an eyebrow. “I’ll call you Towel. Towl. Towel. Yeah. I’m Bugg.”
They frowns, "I'll strongly suggest that you'd don't'd that."
“Or what?” He asks, meeting their gaze for a second before starting to move his gaze around the room. His eyes are strange. While his body is childish and his movements seem to be that of a child, his eyes are filled with coldness, they flicker around the room, showing no humanity. “Heh. I’m just joking. What should I call you?”
"I have many names"
“So… tell me one?” His body remains cheerful despite the fact that most would be annoyed in this situation.
"Why?"
“It’s quite rude to not give someone a name. If you do not, I will be forced to address you as Towel.”
"Taularmil"
“Hello, Taularmil. I believe I already told you my name. Have you been here long?”
"I grew up here"
“Hm. Interesting. I grew up… not far. Alschat. It was rather famous a while ago, attacked by wooden puppets.”
A small, meek-looking figure has entered the tavern, wearing a heavy hood and boots
The young boy is sitting at a table. He frowns at the figure, eye twitching slightly.
The figure walks towards them
He looks down at his menu, pretending to be distracted.
The figure easily tells that they are pretending, and sits next to the person, saying "Ya new here?"
He frowns. “Yes. I just came across this place.”
"Ah"
“Who are you?”
"The One Who Lurks"
He raises an eyebrow. “I’ll call you Towel. Towl. Towel. Yeah. I’m Bugg.”
They frowns, "I'll strongly suggest that you'd don't'd that."
“Or what?” He asks, meeting their gaze for a second before starting to move his gaze around the room. His eyes are strange. While his body is childish and his movements seem to be that of a child, his eyes are filled with coldness, they flicker around the room, showing no humanity. “Heh. I’m just joking. What should I call you?”
"I have many names"
“So… tell me one?” His body remains cheerful despite the fact that most would be annoyed in this situation.
"Why?"
“It’s quite rude to not give someone a name. If you do not, I will be forced to address you as Towel.”
"Taularmil"
“Hello, Taularmil. I believe I already told you my name. Have you been here long?”
"I grew up here"
“Hm. Interesting. I grew up… not far. Alschat. It was rather famous a while ago, attacked by wooden puppets.”
"Ah, tragic."
“Nobody died. They weren’t very powerful. Although some say that the puppets are still around, still hunting.” He chuckles. “Puppets. Awful strange horror story, eh?”
A small, meek-looking figure has entered the tavern, wearing a heavy hood and boots
The young boy is sitting at a table. He frowns at the figure, eye twitching slightly.
The figure walks towards them
He looks down at his menu, pretending to be distracted.
The figure easily tells that they are pretending, and sits next to the person, saying "Ya new here?"
He frowns. “Yes. I just came across this place.”
"Ah"
“Who are you?”
"The One Who Lurks"
He raises an eyebrow. “I’ll call you Towel. Towl. Towel. Yeah. I’m Bugg.”
They frowns, "I'll strongly suggest that you'd don't'd that."
“Or what?” He asks, meeting their gaze for a second before starting to move his gaze around the room. His eyes are strange. While his body is childish and his movements seem to be that of a child, his eyes are filled with coldness, they flicker around the room, showing no humanity. “Heh. I’m just joking. What should I call you?”
"I have many names"
“So… tell me one?” His body remains cheerful despite the fact that most would be annoyed in this situation.
"Why?"
“It’s quite rude to not give someone a name. If you do not, I will be forced to address you as Towel.”
"Taularmil"
“Hello, Taularmil. I believe I already told you my name. Have you been here long?”
"I grew up here"
“Hm. Interesting. I grew up… not far. Alschat. It was rather famous a while ago, attacked by wooden puppets.”
"Ah, tragic."
“Nobody died. They weren’t very powerful. Although some say that the puppets are still around, still hunting.” He chuckles. “Puppets. Awful strange horror story, eh?”
"Yes, there are worse"
*Is it okay if my character robs yours? or attempts to?*
A small, meek-looking figure has entered the tavern, wearing a heavy hood and boots
The young boy is sitting at a table. He frowns at the figure, eye twitching slightly.
The figure walks towards them
He looks down at his menu, pretending to be distracted.
The figure easily tells that they are pretending, and sits next to the person, saying "Ya new here?"
He frowns. “Yes. I just came across this place.”
"Ah"
“Who are you?”
"The One Who Lurks"
He raises an eyebrow. “I’ll call you Towel. Towl. Towel. Yeah. I’m Bugg.”
They frowns, "I'll strongly suggest that you'd don't'd that."
“Or what?” He asks, meeting their gaze for a second before starting to move his gaze around the room. His eyes are strange. While his body is childish and his movements seem to be that of a child, his eyes are filled with coldness, they flicker around the room, showing no humanity. “Heh. I’m just joking. What should I call you?”
"I have many names"
“So… tell me one?” His body remains cheerful despite the fact that most would be annoyed in this situation.
"Why?"
“It’s quite rude to not give someone a name. If you do not, I will be forced to address you as Towel.”
"Taularmil"
“Hello, Taularmil. I believe I already told you my name. Have you been here long?”
"I grew up here"
“Hm. Interesting. I grew up… not far. Alschat. It was rather famous a while ago, attacked by wooden puppets.”
"Ah, tragic."
“Nobody died. They weren’t very powerful. Although some say that the puppets are still around, still hunting.” He chuckles. “Puppets. Awful strange horror story, eh?”
"Yes, there are worse"
*Is it okay if my character robs yours? or attempts to?*
*sure.*
“You heard any stories that you’d like to tell?”
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*freaking dies*
owch
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
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The figure easily tells that they are pretending, and sits next to the person, saying "Ya new here?"
Hello! Call me Tana
My pronouns are She/Her
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
I will always support you. To the best of my ability. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, and Foalin.
He frowns. “Yes. I just came across this place.”
*freaking dies*
owch
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Ah"
Hello! Call me Tana
My pronouns are She/Her
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
I will always support you. To the best of my ability. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, and Foalin.
“Who are you?”
*freaking dies*
owch
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"The One Who Lurks"
Hello! Call me Tana
My pronouns are She/Her
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
I will always support you. To the best of my ability. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, and Foalin.
He raises an eyebrow. “I’ll call you Towel. Towl. Towel. Yeah. I’m Bugg.”
*freaking dies*
owch
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
They frowns, "I'll strongly suggest that you'd don't'd that."
Hello! Call me Tana
My pronouns are She/Her
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
I will always support you. To the best of my ability. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, and Foalin.
“Or what?” He asks, meeting their gaze for a second before starting to move his gaze around the room. His eyes are strange. While his body is childish and his movements seem to be that of a child, his eyes are filled with coldness, they flicker around the room, showing no humanity. “Heh. I’m just joking. What should I call you?”
*freaking dies*
owch
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"I have many names"
Hello! Call me Tana
My pronouns are She/Her
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
I will always support you. To the best of my ability. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, and Foalin.
“So… tell me one?” His body remains cheerful despite the fact that most would be annoyed in this situation.
*freaking dies*
owch
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Why?"
Hello! Call me Tana
My pronouns are She/Her
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
I will always support you. To the best of my ability. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, and Foalin.
“It’s quite rude to not give someone a name. If you do not, I will be forced to address you as Towel.”
*freaking dies*
owch
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Taularmil"
Hello! Call me Tana
My pronouns are She/Her
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
I will always support you. To the best of my ability. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, and Foalin.
“Hello, Taularmil. I believe I already told you my name. Have you been here long?”
*freaking dies*
owch
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"I grew up here"
Hello! Call me Tana
My pronouns are She/Her
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
I will always support you. To the best of my ability. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, and Foalin.
“Hm. Interesting. I grew up… not far. Alschat. It was rather famous a while ago, attacked by wooden puppets.”
*freaking dies*
owch
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Ah, tragic."
Hello! Call me Tana
My pronouns are She/Her
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
I will always support you. To the best of my ability. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, and Foalin.
“Nobody died. They weren’t very powerful. Although some say that the puppets are still around, still hunting.” He chuckles. “Puppets. Awful strange horror story, eh?”
*freaking dies*
owch
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Yes, there are worse"
*Is it okay if my character robs yours? or attempts to?*
Hello! Call me Tana
My pronouns are She/Her
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
I will always support you. To the best of my ability. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, and Foalin.
*sure.*
“You heard any stories that you’d like to tell?”
*freaking dies*
owch
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.