The wind outside strengthens for a split second----rattling the tavern's rusted hinges, the doors, the windows. A person has appeared from seemingly nowhere, a rift opening to drop them just outside the building. Tall, skinny, yet lithe, the person holds the position in which it lands for a moment----not unlike a sprinter's on the starting block----as it surveys. Its hair is curly and dark as the night, cascading up into a pompadour. Several noticeable, medium-sized moles and scars dot its face, giving it the appearance of a veteran. In its long cloak, dark as well, it marches to the door, rapping on the wooden frame before taking a step back.
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pronouns (i/d/g/a/f) Six up, five oh, pigs come, I cop 'n go The blotter shows they got me on the rocks like Galapagos |------extended sig------|
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...
The wind outside strengthens for a split second----rattling the tavern's rusted hinges, the doors, the windows. A person has appeared from seemingly nowhere, a rift opening to drop them just outside the building. Tall, skinny, yet lithe, the person holds the position in which it lands for a moment----not unlike a sprinter's on the starting block----as it surveys. Its hair is curly and dark as the night, cascading up into a pompadour. Several noticeable, medium-sized moles and scars dot its face, giving it the appearance of a veteran. In its long cloak, dark as well, it marches to the door, rapping on the wooden frame before taking a step back.
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pronouns (i/d/g/a/f) Six up, five oh, pigs come, I cop 'n go The blotter shows they got me on the rocks like Galapagos |------extended sig------|
The wind outside strengthens for a split second----rattling the tavern's rusted hinges, the doors, the windows. A person has appeared from seemingly nowhere, a rift opening to drop them just outside the building. Tall, skinny, yet lithe, the person holds the position in which it lands for a moment----not unlike a sprinter's on the starting block----as it surveys. Its hair is curly and dark as the night, cascading up into a pompadour. Several noticeable, medium-sized moles and scars dot its face, giving it the appearance of a veteran. In its long cloak, dark as well, it marches to the door, rapping on the wooden frame before taking a step back.
Yejide steps outside looks at the cloaked figure and says “Who the (GP) are you?”
The wind outside strengthens for a split second----rattling the tavern's rusted hinges, the doors, the windows. A person has appeared from seemingly nowhere, a rift opening to drop them just outside the building. Tall, skinny, yet lithe, the person holds the position in which it lands for a moment----not unlike a sprinter's on the starting block----as it surveys. Its hair is curly and dark as the night, cascading up into a pompadour. Several noticeable, medium-sized moles and scars dot its face, giving it the appearance of a veteran. In its long cloak, dark as well, it marches to the door, rapping on the wooden frame before taking a step back.
Yejide steps outside looks at the cloaked figure and says “Who the (GP) are you?”
"Kind greetings befall innocent travellers, I see," it replies forebodingly, tone dropping. "Shall I greet you with one of my own?"
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pronouns (i/d/g/a/f) Six up, five oh, pigs come, I cop 'n go The blotter shows they got me on the rocks like Galapagos |------extended sig------|
The wind outside strengthens for a split second----rattling the tavern's rusted hinges, the doors, the windows. A person has appeared from seemingly nowhere, a rift opening to drop them just outside the building. Tall, skinny, yet lithe, the person holds the position in which it lands for a moment----not unlike a sprinter's on the starting block----as it surveys. Its hair is curly and dark as the night, cascading up into a pompadour. Several noticeable, medium-sized moles and scars dot its face, giving it the appearance of a veteran. In its long cloak, dark as well, it marches to the door, rapping on the wooden frame before taking a step back.
pronouns (i/d/g/a/f)
Six up, five oh, pigs come, I cop 'n go
The blotter shows they got me on the rocks like Galapagos
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“What brings you to the tavern?”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
"I've heard rumors about it, wanted to see if they were true."
“Rumors? what kind of rumors?”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
"I had heard that a magical tavern was around here, so I thought to investigate."
“Ah I see”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
"Why are you here?"
*Dammit missed this I wish to join!!!!*
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...“I have no idea I lost my memory”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
"Well, that sucks."
“it sure does”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
*Read the rules*
pronouns (i/d/g/a/f)
Six up, five oh, pigs come, I cop 'n go
The blotter shows they got me on the rocks like Galapagos
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"I am going to explore, see you around?"
“See you around I think I’m gonna stay here for a few days before I start adventuring again.”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
"Okay, see you." Lucinda then goes to and up the spiral stairs.
“See you.”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
pronouns (i/d/g/a/f)
Six up, five oh, pigs come, I cop 'n go
The blotter shows they got me on the rocks like Galapagos
|------extended sig------|
Yejide steps outside looks at the cloaked figure and says “Who the (GP) are you?”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
"Kind greetings befall innocent travellers, I see," it replies forebodingly, tone dropping. "Shall I greet you with one of my own?"
pronouns (i/d/g/a/f)
Six up, five oh, pigs come, I cop 'n go
The blotter shows they got me on the rocks like Galapagos
|------extended sig------|
“Sure?”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.