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...
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
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!
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!
Leon sets his bow and quiver on hooks beside the front door, then goes over to the fireplace and sets his katana on the mantle, he then puts wood in the fireplace and lights it with magic. "Good thing it's better than a cave, we won't inhale smoke while keeping out of the snow." He gestures to a window, it's starting to snow.
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!
A lone figure steps through the snow, cloak wrapped tight around their body. Their face is hidden by the snow and the shadow of their hood, and no defining features are shown from any part of their body. They are covered from head to toe in leather garments, with a ragged tunic and gloves, and a torn pair of leather trousers. There are trace hints of colour on their vestments, but they have long since been washed away by the elements.
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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!
A lone figure steps through the snow, cloak wrapped tight around their body. Their face is hidden by the snow and the shadow of their hood, and no defining features are shown from any part of their body. They are covered from head to toe in leather garments, with a ragged tunic and gloves, and a torn pair of leather trousers. There are trace hints of colour on their vestments, but they have long since been washed away by the elements.
A male lynx humanoid jumps out of the snow in front of them, bow ready, arrow drawn. "State your business."
A lone figure steps through the snow, cloak wrapped tight around their body. Their face is hidden by the snow and the shadow of their hood, and no defining features are shown from any part of their body. They are covered from head to toe in leather garments, with a ragged tunic and gloves, and a torn pair of leather trousers. There are trace hints of colour on their vestments, but they have long since been washed away by the elements.
A male lynx humanoid jumps out of the snow in front of them, bow ready, arrow drawn. "State your business."
The figure's head looks up at the lynx. "Travel." They seem at ease, and untroubled by the cold.
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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!
A lone figure steps through the snow, cloak wrapped tight around their body. Their face is hidden by the snow and the shadow of their hood, and no defining features are shown from any part of their body. They are covered from head to toe in leather garments, with a ragged tunic and gloves, and a torn pair of leather trousers. There are trace hints of colour on their vestments, but they have long since been washed away by the elements.
A male lynx humanoid jumps out of the snow in front of them, bow ready, arrow drawn. "State your business."
The figure's head looks up at the lynx. "Travel." They seem at ease, and untroubled by the cold.
He relaxes the bow a bit, "Where are you traveling to?"
A lone figure steps through the snow, cloak wrapped tight around their body. Their face is hidden by the snow and the shadow of their hood, and no defining features are shown from any part of their body. They are covered from head to toe in leather garments, with a ragged tunic and gloves, and a torn pair of leather trousers. There are trace hints of colour on their vestments, but they have long since been washed away by the elements.
A male lynx humanoid jumps out of the snow in front of them, bow ready, arrow drawn. "State your business."
The figure's head looks up at the lynx. "Travel." They seem at ease, and untroubled by the cold.
He relaxes the bow a bit, "Where are you traveling to?"
"Everywhere. Nowhere. Anywhere. What are you known by?"
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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!
A lone figure steps through the snow, cloak wrapped tight around their body. Their face is hidden by the snow and the shadow of their hood, and no defining features are shown from any part of their body. They are covered from head to toe in leather garments, with a ragged tunic and gloves, and a torn pair of leather trousers. There are trace hints of colour on their vestments, but they have long since been washed away by the elements.
A male lynx humanoid jumps out of the snow in front of them, bow ready, arrow drawn. "State your business."
The figure's head looks up at the lynx. "Travel." They seem at ease, and untroubled by the cold.
He relaxes the bow a bit, "Where are you traveling to?"
"Everywhere. Nowhere. Anywhere. What are you known by?"
A lone figure steps through the snow, cloak wrapped tight around their body. Their face is hidden by the snow and the shadow of their hood, and no defining features are shown from any part of their body. They are covered from head to toe in leather garments, with a ragged tunic and gloves, and a torn pair of leather trousers. There are trace hints of colour on their vestments, but they have long since been washed away by the elements.
A male lynx humanoid jumps out of the snow in front of them, bow ready, arrow drawn. "State your business."
The figure's head looks up at the lynx. "Travel." They seem at ease, and untroubled by the cold.
He relaxes the bow a bit, "Where are you traveling to?"
"Everywhere. Nowhere. Anywhere. What are you known by?"
"I am known by Leon, who are you?"
“I am the one who travels. If I ever was cursed with a name by those who created me, it has long since withered away into the nothingness that permeates our world.”
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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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*Sure!*
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 could maybe roleplay, for I do have a tiefling bard*
I make strange but effective solutions to your DM problems!
Homebrew: Monsters Species Spells Background(s)
I am secretly a green dragon. Also a Demon Lord.
*okie!*
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
*Huh this is a thing*
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!
*kills u*
/silly
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend. Freak.
I LOVE THE DRAGON PRINCE
need pokemon… need pokemon so bad… PSYDUCK!!!
*dies*
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!
*blegghhh character creation go brr...*
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!
*BRRRRRRRRRRRR...*
A lone figure steps through the snow, cloak wrapped tight around their body. Their face is hidden by the snow and the shadow of their hood, and no defining features are shown from any part of their body. They are covered from head to toe in leather garments, with a ragged tunic and gloves, and a torn pair of leather trousers. There are trace hints of colour on their vestments, but they have long since been washed away by the elements.
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!
A male lynx humanoid jumps out of the snow in front of them, bow ready, arrow drawn. "State your business."
The figure's head looks up at the lynx. "Travel." They seem at ease, and untroubled by the cold.
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!
He relaxes the bow a bit, "Where are you traveling to?"
"Everywhere. Nowhere. Anywhere. What are you known by?"
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 am known by Leon, who are you?"
“I am the one who travels. If I ever was cursed with a name by those who created me, it has long since withered away into the nothingness that permeates our world.”
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!