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    1. Burthstone 12 yrs ago

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9 yrs ago
Current Wow I couldn't be bothered to do anything this past weekend holy damn.
9 yrs ago
Me: "I can't afford a Nintendo Switch" Also me: "Yes I would like two of every DLC for every game I own please."
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9 yrs ago
I've somehow only watched an hour of youtube in two hours of watching youtube. Man being sick sucks.
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9 yrs ago
Hey, I made my own avatar this time!
9 yrs ago
Finally got my financial aid for college!
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Bio

Name: Burthstone || Zzyriphian

Age: 21

Schooling: 2-Year Degree

Occupation: I wish

Country: United States of America

First Language: English (USA)

Other Languages: Welsh (Introductory)

Preferred Units of Measure: Metric/SI (Imperial accepted)

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Mayt smiled at Sasha. "Hey." He seemed in a somewhat happy mood as well. "No I didn't actually get a job, I decided I couldn't do any of them before nightfall and decided not to, though However I was looking for you as I do have a question for you." He turned his whole body towards her, and through the opening in the front of his coat, it's evident he's expecting to travel. "Any chance is there a way to make contact with the Guild from far away? Quickly?" He crossed his arms, and for a second Sasha may see one of the bandages he had put on the previous night. His smile faded and returned to his normal stature. "Would be useful if something were to happen on a job or something and I needed to call for help."
Mayt walked into the guild, and stared at the banner for about a second before heading past to the bar, he knew he wasn't anywhere near S-Class scale. He wasn't even sure how powerful you had to be to be S-Class. At any rate, he knew it wasn't him. No one had officially told him, but he figured at best he was a C class wizard. B minus on a good day. Mayt chuckled slightly at his own joke. Wizard classes weren't like grades, he knew that. He was almost tempted to tell someone the joke, but he figured it'd just make him feel and look awkward.

After his drink he stopped by the request board, though he had no intention of picking a job. Unless one really appealed to his exact nature. He had other plans, and he needed to talk to Sasha some time soon to enact those plans. They didn't directly involve her, but he knew she could tell him something he wanted to know. After running a cursory glance over the board, he would look behind him, hoping to quickly spot Sasha among the other guild members.
Mayt sighed. None of the jobs looked like something he could start now and be done with today. He headed over to the bar, sitting down and grabbing a second drink. Yawning while he waited. He looked around the guild, noting how the people were clustered, who was popular, who liked to boast, who liked to listen to other people boasting. The thing he always did in any pub or bar. Sasha seemed fairly popular, but Mayt didn't find that surprising, there wasn't a lot of women around and she was nice. Nice people were generally liked by crowds. When Mayt got his drink he gulped most of it down in a moment, and asked the bartender about any rumors he'd heard, about anything in general. He was just curious what stories were going around, and if there just to happened to be rumors of a magical artifact, maybe he and a few other guild members could go and see if they could retrieve it. That would be interesting.
Mayt was off the boat near last, he almost said 'Too bad' when they had reached the land, but he shrugged and continued on. He made his way to a small restaurant to get a bite to eat. He suddenly realized his attire when he was about to enter, and turned to head back to his apartment, realizing walking into any place with bloodstains would not be a good idea. After changing and a little bit of dressing the injuries that were more than small scratches he headed back to the restaurant, ate some food, then went back to the guild. He figured he'd probably grab a drink then head over to the message board and look for a simple job that he could do that wouldn't take too long or be too hard, but he also wanted to talk with Sasha some. He decided that if Sasha was already talking with someone he'd just head to the board, he didn't like dropping in on other people's conversations.
As Mayt spotted land, he chuckled and muttered "Land Ho!" To himself before getting up and heading over to Sasha. He chuckles as he sees the people around her, amused that there's so many. "Seems someone's popular." He'd say jokingly before handing Sasha back what remained of the Salve she had given him. He had made a point not to use up all of it. "Thanks for the salve though, should help a lot." He gave her a quirky smile before nodding to the other two and heading back to the front of the boat, putting one foot up on the railing and leaning on his knee. He smiles to himself, almost sad the boat ride was almost over. He enjoyed being on a boat more than any other mode of transportation. He took in a deep breath, and wondered if the Guild had the best bar in town.
This certainly looks interested, and It certainly looks like it'll be interesting once everything is worked out, I have ideas already.

Also, Welcome to the guild!
Mayt nods, seeing the two are having a good conversation, and he heads to the front of the ship silently. He looks out across the water, smiling. The water had always been a safe place for Mayt, he could swim very well, and he had always thought the cushion of water could protect him from most anything. He yawns, then sits down, pulling out the salve Sasha had given him and starting to apply it to his injuries.He wasn't majorly injured, and he knew he should leave those two alone so they could talk. He watched the water as he worked, waiting for the boat to get underway. He wanted to be heading back so he could grab some bandages. He hummed softly to himself as he worked.
Mayt nodded to Sasha, and smiled at her, nodding and taking the salve. "Thanks." He would listen to her talk as he put in a pocket, a different one than the potion. "And I'm glad your fine, sounds like you had a small adventure. I just fought a few scared people." He chuckles, and gives her a smile, looking up when she does to spot the man flying overhead. He shrugged, and looked back towards Sasha. "Yeah, a place to sit would be fine, give me a chance to apply that salve." He gave her a happy smile, and started to head towards the boat. "And sorry for not being at the guild lately, my Uncle had an employee suddenly quit on him and he had me work for him until he got a new one. Seems like I got back just in time to help out for this, eh?" He chuckles.
Mayt would blush more then Sasha hugs him, and she retreats before he gets a chance to hug back, and he rubs the back of his head. "So let's call everything even?" He gives her a smile, and glances back over at the town, then back to her. "To be honest, I'm not sure weather to use that elixir now or save it. I has two gulps left, but, the only that's gonna kill me in this state is if I get some raging flesh-eating parasite or something, which I highly doubt will happen." He gives her another smile, and looks at himself. "That family would've probably taken out an unfortunate member of whatever group that was terrorizing this town, I don't remember. My magic is all that kept me from getting bludgeoned and stabbed to death." He talks about it like it's nothing now, and he looks over Sasha, seeing if she was harmed too much.
Mayt smiles slightly when Sasha told the girl she'd be alright, and then winced when she went to go find the family. He had left them lying around in the living room, bloodied and battered. He rubbed the back of his head when Sasha came back, about to explain what happened when she started apologizing and giving him the potion. He didn't try to meet her eyes when she gave him the potion, feeling bad for taking it, but knowing if he tries to give it back she'll yell at him or something. He slid it into his pocket and sighed, feeling worse we she apologized.

"No, I'm the one who should be saying sorry Sasha. I've been avoiding you for the past month so that I could give you something when I apologized." Mayt scratches the back of his head, blushing a little. "So... Well, here's the unfinished sorry project." He pulls something out of his back pocket and hands it to Sasha. "I mean... I suck at whittling." It's a very bad wooden sculpture of the fish sculpture she had used to demonstrate her abilities to him, it's not very good, she can barely tell it's a fish, but he obviously did it himself.
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