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What's poppin bitch bois, welcome to the fun-zone.

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In The Pyramid 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Is it too late to join?
Jihørd
He nods, grunting softy in understanding.
Jihord
"So you fear because of chance, the possibility of losing."
He ask, calming back down, and lowering his hand.
Jihord
"Then what have you to fear? In your veins are the blood of conquistadors and warriors, navigators and scientists, artists and astronomers! Your ancestors could be stopped by no-one south of Russia! Your bloodline is what brought forth the end of many mighty empires and the beginning of thousands more? Who could stop you, who in this realm could be capable of ripping you down?"
He speaks, pride and encouragement gleeming in his eyes.
He reaches his hand for her to take, far too excited to remembered that it'll be like touching dry-ice for her.
Jihord
"So most likely Italian or Spanish?"
He asked with a raised eyebrow
Jihord
She was right about him being bigger than her, he stands at about 6'7, and weighs short of 300 pounds of muscle. But, he laughed softly nonetheless.
"What is your ancestry? Your heritage?"
Jihord
"Why do you hide?"
He asks, speaking up a bit, his heavy accent showing through.
Jihord
"I don't have anyone I need to hide from."
He murmurs,
"And it's pretty hard to hide from me."
He grunts after, spreading the cold, looking for her mist of breath to appear
"And my name, is Jihord."
Jihord
"No. I don't."
He grunts in response, due to his sheltered life he never actually had been to a mall before.
Jihord
He steps quietly into the house, a gust of icy air following him.
He glances around the house, watching his footsteps frost into the wood floor.
He grunts softly, in an unsurprised tone.
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