The man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
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 man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
The man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
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 man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
"Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
The man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
"Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
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 man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
"Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
"Nice to meet you, Mel."
"Indeed! It is nice to meet you, Raya."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
The man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
"Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
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 man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
"Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
"Nice to meet you, Mel."
"Indeed! It is nice to meet you, Raya."
"How did you get here?"
"Woke up. Panicked. Tried to teleport away. Failed. Started a band. Came in here to sing and make money."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
The man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
"Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
"Nice to meet you, Mel."
"Indeed! It is nice to meet you, Raya."
"How did you get here?"
"Woke up. Panicked. Tried to teleport away. Failed. Started a band. Came in here to sing and make money."
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
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 man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
"Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
"Nice to meet you, Mel."
"Indeed! It is nice to meet you, Raya."
"How did you get here?"
"Woke up. Panicked. Tried to teleport away. Failed. Started a band. Came in here to sing and make money."
"That tracks."
"Yeah..." She sighs, before resuming her song. "I watch the lanterns drift downstream, like stars that lost their place, and gather all the little things you leave without a trace..."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
The man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
"Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
"Nice to meet you, Mel."
"Indeed! It is nice to meet you, Raya."
"How did you get here?"
"Woke up. Panicked. Tried to teleport away. Failed. Started a band. Came in here to sing and make money."
"That tracks."
"Yeah..." She sighs, before resuming her song. "I watch the lanterns drift downstream, like stars that lost their place, and gather all the little things you leave without a trace..."
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
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 man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
"Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
"Nice to meet you, Mel."
"Indeed! It is nice to meet you, Raya."
"How did you get here?"
"Woke up. Panicked. Tried to teleport away. Failed. Started a band. Came in here to sing and make money."
"That tracks."
"Yeah..." She sighs, before resuming her song. "I watch the lanterns drift downstream, like stars that lost their place, and gather all the little things you leave without a trace..."
Zoe takes a seat.
"Woah- now, hold up. If you want an up-close seat, you'll have to pay!"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
The man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
"Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
"Nice to meet you, Mel."
"Indeed! It is nice to meet you, Raya."
"How did you get here?"
"Woke up. Panicked. Tried to teleport away. Failed. Started a band. Came in here to sing and make money."
"That tracks."
"Yeah..." She sighs, before resuming her song. "I watch the lanterns drift downstream, like stars that lost their place, and gather all the little things you leave without a trace..."
Zoe takes a seat.
"Woah- now, hold up. If you want an up-close seat, you'll have to pay!"
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
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 man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
"Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
"Nice to meet you, Mel."
"Indeed! It is nice to meet you, Raya."
"How did you get here?"
"Woke up. Panicked. Tried to teleport away. Failed. Started a band. Came in here to sing and make money."
"That tracks."
"Yeah..." She sighs, before resuming her song. "I watch the lanterns drift downstream, like stars that lost their place, and gather all the little things you leave without a trace..."
Zoe takes a seat.
"Woah- now, hold up. If you want an up-close seat, you'll have to pay!"
"How much?"
"Mmm... Three gold."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
The man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
"Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
"Nice to meet you, Mel."
"Indeed! It is nice to meet you, Raya."
"How did you get here?"
"Woke up. Panicked. Tried to teleport away. Failed. Started a band. Came in here to sing and make money."
"That tracks."
"Yeah..." She sighs, before resuming her song. "I watch the lanterns drift downstream, like stars that lost their place, and gather all the little things you leave without a trace..."
Zoe takes a seat.
"Woah- now, hold up. If you want an up-close seat, you'll have to pay!"
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
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 man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
"Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
"Nice to meet you, Mel."
"Indeed! It is nice to meet you, Raya."
"How did you get here?"
"Woke up. Panicked. Tried to teleport away. Failed. Started a band. Came in here to sing and make money."
"That tracks."
"Yeah..." She sighs, before resuming her song. "I watch the lanterns drift downstream, like stars that lost their place, and gather all the little things you leave without a trace..."
Zoe takes a seat.
"Woah- now, hold up. If you want an up-close seat, you'll have to pay!"
"How much?"
"Mmm... Three gold."
Zoe tosses her 3 gold.
"Thank you!" She pockets it, and returns to singing. "A ribbon from your childhood hair, a promise spoke in drops of rain. The woods are fueled by borrowed songs that shall never leave again. So come and rest where song-moss grows, where the brook speaks riddles n’ rhymes. Come stay a while and lose your name betwixt the folds of time. The flowers creep, the shadows bloom, the evening speaks in tongues. And if you hear your own voice there, make sure it’s from your lungs. The blackbird sings before the dawn of places never mapped, the thorns arrange themselves around the moments time has trapped. I've learned the shape of every dream that drifts beyond your door, the ones you swore you'd buried well, but still wander through the moor. The moonlight paints familiar roads in silver, pale disguise. And every traveler thinks they're lost just differently each time. So come and rest where song-moss grows, where the brook speaks riddles n’ rhymes. Come stay a while and loose your name betwixt the folds of time. The flowers creep, the shadows bloom, the evening speaks in tongues. And if you hear your own voice there, make sure it’s from your lungs. Never a more than a whisper’s called, naught a name is asked. The gate is simply left unlatched, and curios'ty springs our trap. The night’s not kind to wand’ring hearts, so neither will shall I. And for every path that circles home three others simply lie. So come and rest where the song-moss grows, where the brook speaks riddles n’ rhymes. Your name’ll be safe with us my dear, but don’t read betwixt the lines. The flowers creep, the shadows bloom, the stars hang strangely low. And if you dreamt of distant music, you needn't ask who wrote it so. The path remembers ev’ry shoe, though non’st recall the stones. The willow keeps a care filled count of names you've never known."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
The man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
"Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
"Nice to meet you, Mel."
"Indeed! It is nice to meet you, Raya."
"How did you get here?"
"Woke up. Panicked. Tried to teleport away. Failed. Started a band. Came in here to sing and make money."
"That tracks."
"Yeah..." She sighs, before resuming her song. "I watch the lanterns drift downstream, like stars that lost their place, and gather all the little things you leave without a trace..."
Zoe takes a seat.
"Woah- now, hold up. If you want an up-close seat, you'll have to pay!"
"How much?"
"Mmm... Three gold."
Zoe tosses her 3 gold.
"Thank you!" She pockets it, and returns to singing. "A ribbon from your childhood hair, a promise spoke in drops of rain. The woods are fueled by borrowed songs that shall never leave again. So come and rest where song-moss grows, where the brook speaks riddles n’ rhymes. Come stay a while and lose your name betwixt the folds of time. The flowers creep, the shadows bloom, the evening speaks in tongues. And if you hear your own voice there, make sure it’s from your lungs. The blackbird sings before the dawn of places never mapped, the thorns arrange themselves around the moments time has trapped. I've learned the shape of every dream that drifts beyond your door, the ones you swore you'd buried well, but still wander through the moor. The moonlight paints familiar roads in silver, pale disguise. And every traveler thinks they're lost just differently each time. So come and rest where song-moss grows, where the brook speaks riddles n’ rhymes. Come stay a while and loose your name betwixt the folds of time. The flowers creep, the shadows bloom, the evening speaks in tongues. And if you hear your own voice there, make sure it’s from your lungs. Never a more than a whisper’s called, naught a name is asked. The gate is simply left unlatched, and curios'ty springs our trap. The night’s not kind to wand’ring hearts, so neither will shall I. And for every path that circles home three others simply lie. So come and rest where the song-moss grows, where the brook speaks riddles n’ rhymes. Your name’ll be safe with us my dear, but don’t read betwixt the lines. The flowers creep, the shadows bloom, the stars hang strangely low. And if you dreamt of distant music, you needn't ask who wrote it so. The path remembers ev’ry shoe, though non’st recall the stones. The willow keeps a care filled count of names you've never known."
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
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 man congratulates her. "Good job! By the way, what was your name again?"
“It was Raya.” Deception: 20
"I see." Insight: 21
"My name is Rayvon. It is nice to meet you." Deception: 22
“You as well.” Insight: 17
*Don't you just love these two pathological liars? So fun.*
"Well! Good talk. If you ever need another job, come ask around." He hands over the bag of seashells, before walking into the house from before.
*I know right?*
“I will.”
*Good end?*
*Yup*
*Want someone else?*
*Who do you have?*
*I got, Cael, enthusiastic steampunk inventor aasimar, Joule, cautious air genasi, and Mel, trickster prankster annoying fiary*
*Mel!*
Mel is sitting inside a tavern, carefully strumming her lute, whilst singing a song. "The path remembers ev'ry shoe, though non'st recall the stones, the Willow keeps a careful count, of names you've never known..."
Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
"Oh! Thank you."
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
"Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
"Nice to meet you, Mel."
"Indeed! It is nice to meet you, Raya."
"How did you get here?"
"Woke up. Panicked. Tried to teleport away. Failed. Started a band. Came in here to sing and make money."
"That tracks."
"Yeah..." She sighs, before resuming her song. "I watch the lanterns drift downstream, like stars that lost their place, and gather all the little things you leave without a trace..."
Zoe takes a seat.
"Woah- now, hold up. If you want an up-close seat, you'll have to pay!"
"How much?"
"Mmm... Three gold."
Zoe tosses her 3 gold.
"Thank you!" She pockets it, and returns to singing. "A ribbon from your childhood hair, a promise spoke in drops of rain. The woods are fueled by borrowed songs that shall never leave again. So come and rest where song-moss grows, where the brook speaks riddles n’ rhymes. Come stay a while and lose your name betwixt the folds of time. The flowers creep, the shadows bloom, the evening speaks in tongues. And if you hear your own voice there, make sure it’s from your lungs. The blackbird sings before the dawn of places never mapped, the thorns arrange themselves around the moments time has trapped. I've learned the shape of every dream that drifts beyond your door, the ones you swore you'd buried well, but still wander through the moor. The moonlight paints familiar roads in silver, pale disguise. And every traveler thinks they're lost just differently each time. So come and rest where song-moss grows, where the brook speaks riddles n’ rhymes. Come stay a while and loose your name betwixt the folds of time. The flowers creep, the shadows bloom, the evening speaks in tongues. And if you hear your own voice there, make sure it’s from your lungs. Never a more than a whisper’s called, naught a name is asked. The gate is simply left unlatched, and curios'ty springs our trap. The night’s not kind to wand’ring hearts, so neither will shall I. And for every path that circles home three others simply lie. So come and rest where the song-moss grows, where the brook speaks riddles n’ rhymes. Your name’ll be safe with us my dear, but don’t read betwixt the lines. The flowers creep, the shadows bloom, the stars hang strangely low. And if you dreamt of distant music, you needn't ask who wrote it so. The path remembers ev’ry shoe, though non’st recall the stones. The willow keeps a care filled count of names you've never known."
Zoe applauds.
"Thank you, thank you very much." She packs up her lute, and steps off the stage.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
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...
"Really? Thanks! That's one of my favourite songs."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
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Zoe walks in and nods approvingly. “You’re quite good.”
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. He/They
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..."Oh! Thank you."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"I'm Raya."
*Zoe is definitely a pathological liar. She tells no one her real name.*
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. He/They
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..."Really? That's your name? Interesting. My name is Mel."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Nice to meet you, Mel."
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. He/They
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..."Indeed! It is nice to meet you, Raya."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"How did you get here?"
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. He/They
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..."Woke up. Panicked. Tried to teleport away. Failed. Started a band. Came in here to sing and make money."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"That tracks."
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. He/They
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..."Yeah..." She sighs, before resuming her song. "I watch the lanterns drift downstream, like stars that lost their place, and gather all the little things you leave without a trace..."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Zoe takes a seat.
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. He/They
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..."Woah- now, hold up. If you want an up-close seat, you'll have to pay!"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"How much?"
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. He/They
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..."Mmm... Three gold."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Zoe tosses her 3 gold.
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. He/They
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..."Thank you!" She pockets it, and returns to singing. "A ribbon from your childhood hair, a promise spoke in drops of rain. The woods are fueled by borrowed songs that shall never leave again. So come and rest where song-moss grows, where the brook speaks riddles n’ rhymes. Come stay a while and lose your name betwixt the folds of time. The flowers creep, the shadows bloom, the evening speaks in tongues. And if you hear your own voice there, make sure it’s from your lungs. The blackbird sings before the dawn of places never mapped, the thorns arrange themselves around the moments time has trapped. I've learned the shape of every dream that drifts beyond your door, the ones you swore you'd buried well, but still wander through the moor. The moonlight paints familiar roads in silver, pale disguise. And every traveler thinks they're lost just differently each time. So come and rest where song-moss grows, where the brook speaks riddles n’ rhymes. Come stay a while and loose your name betwixt the folds of time. The flowers creep, the shadows bloom, the evening speaks in tongues. And if you hear your own voice there, make sure it’s from your lungs. Never a more than a whisper’s called, naught a name is asked. The gate is simply left unlatched, and curios'ty springs our trap. The night’s not kind to wand’ring hearts, so neither will shall I. And for every path that circles home three others simply lie. So come and rest where the song-moss grows, where the brook speaks riddles n’ rhymes. Your name’ll be safe with us my dear, but don’t read betwixt the lines. The flowers creep, the shadows bloom, the stars hang strangely low. And if you dreamt of distant music, you needn't ask who wrote it so. The path remembers ev’ry shoe, though non’st recall the stones. The willow keeps a care filled count of names you've never known."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Zoe applauds.
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. He/They
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..."Thank you, thank you very much." She packs up her lute, and steps off the stage.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Cut for sanity*
"That was really good!"
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. He/They
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..."Really? Thanks! That's one of my favourite songs."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!