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Let's normalize saying "dude" in every situation.
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When your only emotion is "teenager" 64.media.tumblr.com/fa2611f…
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B R Y N A N I A N Y R E



Brynan turned and faced the two rowdy boys, both clearly eager to measure themselves against her own length and girth. She smiled, a show of teeth that had nothing to do with friendliness.

“I am not you lady, Minotaur. But if it’s cock you want I’ll be happy to provide you with something to ride if you’re feeling lonely tonight.” Her eyes flicked to Stur, pointedly roving up and down his body. “I’m quite sure I have more with which to satisfy you than your little hanger-on, here. Now be good and hush while I speak to my associate.”

With that she dismissed them and returned her attention to Nathaniel. “Well?” she prompted.
No problem.

@pinkkoala321 I love Imalessa so so much, please don't take Brynan's bitchiness to heart. She's just got a bit of simple way of looking at things. I've been plotting for the two of them to eventually bond over their shared heritage ever since you posted her.

B R Y N A N I A N Y R E



The half-elven warrior was seated on her haunches, her back braced against a cold stone wall and her gaze nailed to the doorway. She watched as one by one the volunteers filed inside; inspecting each closely with an unwavering and appraising eye. They made a varied group, which, she admitted, would count in their favour. But she had mixed feelings about some of them, especially the half-elf. Her face was beautiful but her slight build and timid demeanour put Brynan in mind of a newborn foal. She would be surprised if the girl lasted long enough for them all to learn her name.

On the other hand, she was glad to see a dwarf and dragonborn enter the room. Theirs were races known for their fierceness in battle and, if these individuals proved to be at least somewhat honourable, she would be glad to have them fighting at her side.

Regardless of her feelings towards them, each one that pledged their loyalty towards the cause and passed through the door received a nod as they walked in - an acknowledgement of her respect. They were a company now, for better or worse, and together they would face the threat engulfing Torvelt.

However ...

She rose and strode to the front of the room, slipping through those assembled with the lithe grace of a stalking cat. She stopped in front of Nathaniel and faced his mask with an expression that left no doubt about her feelings towards him.

"I have a question," she said, loudly enough for all to hear. "Why are you assigned as our guide, Nathaniel?" Coming from her, the name dripped with disdain. "While you concern yourself with spells and trinkets, I've patrolled this land faced its dangers. I should be the one to lead us."

@pinkkoala321 That's right, everyone's had a chance to post. We're just anxiously waiting on Jeremor to give us a GM post now, which my very secret sources - cough he's my husband cough - tell me will be soon.
@Cosmic Eclipse They're all yours.

@tobiax characters can only teach one class at a time. Which one would you like to reserve?
Well, Brynan sort of teeters between Boromir and Pippin, so .......
Nine companions... so be it. You shall be the Fellowship of the Fog!


I can't even begin to explain how happy the fact that there's nine of us makes my little nerd heart, so I'll just leave this here;

@Cosmic Eclipse @Sewer Rat

Still open, still looking for people, and very happy to have you both.
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