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14 days ago
Current Shout out to tomatoes. The most real fruit.
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26 days ago
Here's a cautionary tale, always be there for your friends. If not maybe they might disappear, they should hear at least once a day they mean a lot to you.
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26 days ago
Depression is a bitch.
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1 mo ago
*laser eyes* NAY BEGONE, GREYHAWK IS BETTER
1 mo ago
Pathfinder > Dungeons and Dragons
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// PST 9:00 AM - 9:00 PM // Male - Canadian - 25yo //


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Banned for using an inferior Grineer as your pfp and not the perfect vat born like Khal

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@Zool & @Saiyan, @Loksfjoer

"Ha!" He threw an arm over Clive's shoulder and gave the man a little hug. "Glad to have you back, mate. I ain't ashamed to say I missed you and that accent of yours."
Zell Brooks

"Glad to hear you missed somethin' other than a dang ole' woman's touch sonny boy." the southerner jabbed at the frenchman good-naturedly with a guffaw, slapping Zell on the back "Ha, nah boy you're a good feller' a crazy son of a bitch but you gots a heart o' gold in there." the farmer gave Zell's shoulder a light squeeze, he looked about the room gauging by the expressions he could tell they didn't really know what to feel about all this.

The whole fight with Zigmund and Clive's unexpected return though the simple farmhand couldn't even blame them it was all so much even for him. Few faces he knew were withdrawn, James looked like he'd seen a ghost looking whiter than a sheet from a line of freshly dried linen. Internally he clicked his tongue 'Something ain't quite right about that boy,' while he grunted as he got to his feet and went about to give his old friends a word or two he thought to himself 'Give em time, he ain't need to be pressed when he looks like he's about to shatter.'

Clive wasn't no healer but he had a bit better bedside manner than most physicians if he were one that's for certain without a chair really he rested against the wall where Fenna lay, her bird eyeing him up.

"Howdy there little feller'" knowing better than to try and pet a bird he gave the intelligent looking little feathered critter a nod "You got a good set o' eyes looking out for you Fenna," the southerner smiled, though there was some mirth to it "I ain't ashamed to admit that I was mighty worried about you, glad you're alright little lady and...Y'know I recall we talked awhile ago and you seemed surprised I wasn't shook by being well you know in another world."

"Well, I ain't said it but I was shook just didn't want to admit it. But ya'll were shook too, so I did what my old man did years ago and kept face to make sure others wouldn’t falter."

As he spoke, he made it certain that he wasn't just speaking to Fenna but looking around and admitting to his friends and new acquaintance he had been afraid too "I think my old man put it perfectly 'It's not about protecting people from themselves, it's about keeping em sane in this crazy world we live in' don't think he knew how true them words were." he laughed crossing his arms.

"It wouldn't take long to reach Valhiem by wagon, seeing as we walked here and it only took an afternoon," she said to the others. "I think that a quick nap and some food would not hurt, but perhaps a direct and prompt heading for the city hospital would be the wisest course of action." She shrugged weakly and apologetically. "In truth, I am not sure."
MacKenzie


Clive tilted his head to the side and scratched his chin with a rough finger "Can't say I can argue with that, they better have some gosh darn clothes an' a bed cause my bones are ache'n up something fierce! Sounds mighty fine to me." with that he gave a reassuring nod to MacKenzie and stood rolling his shoulder.
@SleepingSilence well what a glowing review, besides the fact that we in fact both played it. Mr. Skip all the dialogue

Color me interested, there's quite a few interesting things that can be done in this setting.


Wordage: 298 (+1 points) | Experience: 12/20 EXP
Location: Nyakuza Metro ➡ Gerudo Town (Sandswept Sky)
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@Yankee

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Nadia’s face likely lit up at the sight of the sour-puss scholar's expression, a mixture between indignant irritation and gruff surprise.

Osvald grumbling and annoyed, begrudgingly accepted the Yellow Pass from Nadia, whom stuck her tongue out impishly when the older man snatched it from her hand with a derisive snort and crossed his arms sighing gruffly without saying a word. No need for thanks, the grumpy scholar's demeanor was enough to satisfy the feral.

Without further due, they boarded the subway car and the bright colorful lights and many sounds of the Nyakuza Metro faded as did Osvald's irritation replaced by stoic curiosity as he stared out the glass to the dimly lit tunnels until finally for what seemed like an eternity the bright light of the sun lit up everything.

Osvald's eyes strained, holding an arm up to shield his gaze from the searing brilliance of the sun that beat down above, feeling it's heat upon his skin, the light in the sky didn't feel warm or temperate least of all in the sweltering desert of the Sandswept Sky.

"There’s an oasis with an inn not too far," he mentioned to the group at large. "I’ll be hanging out there while you all do what you need to do."

It didn't take long for the scholar to figure out that the deserts relentless heat was nothing to trifle with brushing off sand from his trousers Osvald skipped the preamble, he needed to rest.

Therion didn't need to be too perceptive to notice the disgruntled older man had decided to follow him, but it seemed that Osvald hadn't the slightest intention to engage in conversation other than a nod when their eyes met.

This Gerudo Town apparently allowed no men within their walls, an odd tradition though it was of no importance to the scholar he was too busy concerned with his own well-being a he trudged along in silence tailing the thief like a bad habit.
@LostDestiny without conflict I don't see how any bond can grow with my character and the party. This retcon has made it difficult for me to get into character.

Hold on maybe he almost got into a drunken fist fight with Jormund, he gets beaten then laughs and Bing bam boom friends
@rush99999 I'd rather keep the orc enemy as it's me grasping for straws to make the deus ex make any semblance of sense for me to be able to write.
It just occurred to me that even though the transition definitely wasn't normal we can still say we knows bits and pieces say maybe that Max, and Gorgash fled after a brief scuffle between Gorgash and Hammerhand, Max flees when the androgynous person appeared, and the innkeeper is still pissed though they all paid generously more drinks than a peasant could afford so they didn't say anything.

There could be some damaged tables here and there, chairs this way and that. Just a little idea mind.
@Lurking Krog maybe we can say Hammerhand and Jormund took the drinking contest too far, it's time to build that legendary uncle lore
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