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Supernatural Inn (Reboot)

Not posting tonight sorry. See you tomorrow. #### life

Supernatural Inn (Reboot)

Name laughed a gentle laugh when Lou said he was "supposed to be dead" Name put a friendly hand on his shoulder and said, "Join the club."

He gently grabbed his wrist and felt for a pulse finding non he said, "I'm guessing pal that your something like me, but there's something different about you. I wonder..." Name trailed off. Snapping back into focus the old man said, "Do you have a place to stay? Me and Autumn here can take you someplace you can live while you figure things out. That is of course if you don't mind waiting for a bit while we finish our little market trip."

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Supernatural Inn (Reboot)

Sorry everyone please be patient I'll get a post up tomorrow.

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I'm game with random. Also @Sypherkhode822 Love the idea of a sibling probs to you.

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Yeah we do need a system. @Athinar you have till noon tomorrow to get a post up or it'll pass to @Ozymandeus

Supernatural Inn (Reboot)

In response to Blitz's question Name answered, "Well, I've been cooked up their for 8 years now so I suppose it's not that bad. I mean i haven't moved out yet have I?" Name said laughing. "Your new to our little community aren't ya? Don't worry you'll fit right in that's my favorite bit of our little home I guess, the neighbors." Their little chat was cut short however when Name felt a little tug on his pant leg and Autumn asking for his help.

Name turned and saw the curious man and his stiff ridged feet. Name thought to himself, "Hello what are you...". He walked up to him and said, "Hi their i'm Dr. Stanley Name! Mind if I take a look?" Name asked kindly not really waiting for a answer though Name got on his knees and gently started feeling his feet and mused to himself, "Cold and no circulation at all, so undead? Yet it's not just that there cold it's as if there frozen..." Name then said aloud "Tell me sir can you feel anything?"

Supernatural Inn (Reboot)

Dang, one football game and about twenty posts happen.

@manapool1 Love your character! Hopping vampire... that's a Chinese legend isn't it?

I played clarinet in 6th and seventh grade, realized I was absolutely terrible at it and now as far as music is involved I do choir. @booksmusicanime I was at a football game last night two only I was playing the sport.

Supernatural Inn (Reboot)

Name was happy noticing Autums wonder he himself had felt the same the first time he had come to the night market. Name told Autumn and Blitz, "First things we should get are some new clothes for you and I'll bet they have a ball as well." Name said leading them to a small store. Inside an elderly man stood behind the counter while an old woman was setting a few things up around the store. The store itself was set up similar to a thrift store with a long table set with cloths and odds and ends was set in the middle while several shelves adorned the walls with more exotic items.

Name approached one of the shelves and picked up a small rubber ball. With a childlike grin he looked at Autumn and said, "Watch this!" He then proceeded to bounce the ball once against the ground and up in the air with his elbow, then his knee and finally with his foot he tossed it towards Blitz telling him, "Think fast!"

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Is everyone okay with age and kingdom name? If not i can change it.

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Kallain Windral, heir apparent of the throne of Zersal son of Sallas and lady Vrilian, lay sleeping in his bed on a bright sunny mourning. He woke with a slight headache to the sound of snoring outside his chambers. The night before had been Kallain's 22nd birthday and he was recovering from a night of festivity and many a toasts in his name. The owner of the snore was his trusted and aged bodyguard Reinoldus. The old man had been a great knight when Kallain's father was a boy and had the misfortune of spending his retirement tirelessly protecting the prince. Now as Kallain's princely duties took up more and more time leaving less and less for "risky adventures" most of Reinoldus's duty's involved staying up most of the night guarding the parlor that lead from the castle to Kal's chambers.

An odd ritual the two shared, as soon as one was woken by the others snoring the other knew it was his time to rise. And so Kallain splashed some cool water on his face and got dressed. His mother would demand that he wore something stately so that he could properly see off the various nobles who had stayed overnight. Though he ignored this hoping that they would all be too hungover to care, instead choosing something comfortable.

Kallain was walking down the hall hoping to grab something before breakfast from the kitchen when Serell the royal scribe and historian approached him in a hurry. "Lord Kallain i'm so glad I found you! I wouldn't bother you normally sire but i'm afraid your the only one who can help me!" He yelled halfway down the hall ripping into your tender groggy head with his shrill piecing voice. Finishing his jog he then lowered his volume (not by much) and continued by saying, "You see my lord there is an old farmer waiting in the great hall praying to meet with the royal family he claims he greatly needs your guidance! I know this is a job for your mother or father but King Sallas is entertaining duke Kree and and lord Grellius in his study, and lady Vrilian is interviewing potential handmaidens! Your parents have asked me to find you to deal with this saying they with support whatever you decree." He finishes out of breath. As his job includes pronouncing lengthy titles and reciting century long history and bloodlines Serell had a habit of speaking very quickly.

"Well... I... Very well if i'm the one for the job." Kallain said tiredly not feeling the strength to argue. Besides a chance to finally create a royal order? This could be interesting.