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Send 🍸 for our muses to have a drink together. (To Geld and from Lex if you are still doing this

Geld wraps a firm, gloved hand around the handle of the longsword at his hip, drawing it from a scabbard and holding it low at his side. “Don’t worry about the blade. One side is blunt. Took an oath of redemption.”

Send 🍸 for our muses to have a drink together. (To Geld and from Lex if you are still doing this

"Wine-hued fur and whiskers, for a start. Likely doesn't help that I keep my armour on nearly all the time, but I feel quite naked without it." He rested his chin on the heel of his wrist, elbow on the table. "Perhaps its partially my fault. I do hardly talk to most folks who pass me by." He shoots a glance to Lex, smirking.

He raised an eyebrow at that. Though this one was less macabre than he, he'd still faced the same consequences to his birth. How unfortunate.

"Me?" He chuckled sheepishly, idly rubbing his neck. If this bloke was old that means his experience while Lex was young, what if he wasn't good enough?

"Geld. A pleasure, Lex." He responds, narrowing his eyes in satisfaction. "Let's not waste time if you're up for the challenge. My sword arm can only ever get rustier." Geld chuckles, supporting his movement by leaning on the counter as he stands up.

Send 🍸 for our muses to have a drink together. (To Geld and from Lex if you are still doing this

"Wine-hued fur and whiskers, for a start. Likely doesn't help that I keep my armour on nearly all the time, but I feel quite naked without it." He rested his chin on the heel of his wrist, elbow on the table. "Perhaps its partially my fault. I do hardly talk to most folks who pass me by." He shoots a glance to Lex, smirking.

He raised an eyebrow at that. Though this one was less macabre than he, he'd still faced the same consequences to his birth. How unfortunate.

Send 🍸 for our muses to have a drink together. (To Geld and from Lex if you are still doing this

"Wine-hued fur and whiskers, for a start. Likely doesn't help that I keep my armour on nearly all the time, but I feel quite naked without it." He rested his chin on the heel of his wrist, elbow on the table. "Perhaps its partially my fault. I do hardly talk to most folks who pass me by." He shoots a glance to Lex, smirking.

😢 for Villi and from Lex?

This is one of those days where Lex just thinks about where he life ended up at. He got betrayed, nearly framed, left for dead, and even his own brother saw him nothing but just a bounty.

“Now, now, hun. There is no need to hide what you are feeling. I am here in solidarity with you, not to criticize that which I do not fully understand.” She comforts, folding her hands in front of her passively.

He looked back at her and sighed. “O-okay…” He sat beside her and sighed, a pitiful whimper coming from him. “I’m just self reflectin’, I followed a psychopaths ordeals and now I’m deep in shit. I was loyal even when I thought her motives were shady but nope, I had a friggin’ conscious about the bloody murders and I get shot and left for dead by a fuckin’ weasel! Money and greed, she used my eagerness to her bloody disposal then she threw me away like garbage! Money and greed just took over and I thought we were fightin’ for somethin’ but nope, only to fill that bitch’s pockets!”

She listened patiently, sitting cross-legged on the bench, and smiled earnestly when he apologized. “I am not bothered in the slightest. You need not apologize, troubled one.” She soothes. She places a hand gently on his back, and rubs small circles on it, hoping to soothe his tension.

“It’s Villi. Villi Peacewood.” She said, placing a hand on the back of his. Her features were wise, a bit weathered and tanned, head shaved bald and ears pointed like small knives.

“Lex Briggs…” He replied, scratching the back of his head.

"Very well. It is a good drive away, as it's just a small distance from the outskirts of town. It is well and hidden for the safety of our asylum seekers." The bald woman smiled, standing up from the bench.

😢 for Villi and from Lex?

This is one of those days where Lex just thinks about where he life ended up at. He got betrayed, nearly framed, left for dead, and even his own brother saw him nothing but just a bounty.

“Now, now, hun. There is no need to hide what you are feeling. I am here in solidarity with you, not to criticize that which I do not fully understand.” She comforts, folding her hands in front of her passively.

He looked back at her and sighed. “O-okay…” He sat beside her and sighed, a pitiful whimper coming from him. “I’m just self reflectin’, I followed a psychopaths ordeals and now I’m deep in shit. I was loyal even when I thought her motives were shady but nope, I had a friggin’ conscious about the bloody murders and I get shot and left for dead by a fuckin’ weasel! Money and greed, she used my eagerness to her bloody disposal then she threw me away like garbage! Money and greed just took over and I thought we were fightin’ for somethin’ but nope, only to fill that bitch’s pockets!”

She listened patiently, sitting cross-legged on the bench, and smiled earnestly when he apologized. “I am not bothered in the slightest. You need not apologize, troubled one.” She soothes. She places a hand gently on his back, and rubs small circles on it, hoping to soothe his tension.

"It's Villi. Villi Peacewood." She said, placing a hand on the back of his. Her features were wise, a bit weathered and tanned, head shaved bald and ears pointed like small knives.

😢 for Villi and from Lex?

This is one of those days where Lex just thinks about where he life ended up at. He got betrayed, nearly framed, left for dead, and even his own brother saw him nothing but just a bounty.

“Now, now, hun. There is no need to hide what you are feeling. I am here in solidarity with you, not to criticize that which I do not fully understand.” She comforts, folding her hands in front of her passively.

He looked back at her and sighed. “O-okay…” He sat beside her and sighed, a pitiful whimper coming from him. “I’m just self reflectin’, I followed a psychopaths ordeals and now I’m deep in shit. I was loyal even when I thought her motives were shady but nope, I had a friggin’ conscious about the bloody murders and I get shot and left for dead by a fuckin’ weasel! Money and greed, she used my eagerness to her bloody disposal then she threw me away like garbage! Money and greed just took over and I thought we were fightin’ for somethin’ but nope, only to fill that bitch’s pockets!”

She listened patiently, sitting cross-legged on the bench, and smiled earnestly when he apologized. "I am not bothered in the slightest. You need not apologize, troubled one." She soothes. She places a hand gently on his back, and rubs small circles on it, hoping to soothe his tension.

😢 for Villi and from Lex?

This is one of those days where Lex just thinks about where he life ended up at. He got betrayed, nearly framed, left for dead, and even his own brother saw him nothing but just a bounty.

"Now, now, hun. There is no need to hide what you are feeling. I am here in solidarity with you, not to criticize that which I do not fully understand." She comforts, folding her hands in front of her passively.

“Only burglars and vampires creep around after dark.  So which are you?” A beckoning voice called from the shadows. From the dimness light of a street lamp, a horned figure could vaguely be seen... but not totally. //floralorcs, for any muse

“Me? Shady? Oh, you wound me, darling.” The voice returned. Walking into the light, be could see that this person(?) was indeed horned. Long, twisted horns longer than the height of her head itself, poking out from a slicked-back short black haircut on top of her grey-blue skin and dark eyes.

“Oh, good, so you’re not an Infernal. I would be terribly bored talking to one of those stuck-up types.” She said. She seemed to almost slink into the shadows themselves before suddenly appearing next to Lex, throwing an arm around Lex’s shoulders.

“Pleasure’s all mine.” She says, tousling the fuzz on his head and behind his ears before taking her arm off of him. She takes out an old-timey pipe and lights it, blowing a ring of sweet-smelling smoke off to the side.

“Oh, you won’t need to follow along.” She said simply. Standing next to him, her height would become evident. She stood near 6 foot 7, excluding the six or so inches her horns stood up. She was muscular, too. A broad chest, toned arms and muscular thighs accentuated by the tightness of her ripped jeans.

He glared around at his new surroundings. “Whoa, hey.” He smiled widely, giving him a thumbs up. “Now that’s friggin’ convenient, thanks!” He was about 6'9 or close to 7 feet. The clothes that Lex wore hid his cute chubby curvaceous body with his legs and thighs strong enough to crush at stone, he definitely needed it due to his crazy speed.

“Normally I would jump at the opportunity for a free meal,” She began, giving Lex’s exposed tum a single playful poke as she spoke, “but since you seem like the type who likes a woman to take charge, I’ll pay for us.”

The tum jiggled just a bit, causing him to blush.“H-hey, how would ya know? I have a boyfriend and uh…take charge….” He grumbled, a complete stranger knew he would be lying.

"Is that so?" She says, chuckling. "Listen, if I could tell that you're a bottom from across a dimly lit street, I don't think you should bother trying to lie to me, mmkay sweetheart?" She teases, elbowing him a bit. It seems like she frequents this place, as the locals don't seem phased by her. Their gaze does linger on Lex a tad longer, but they go back to their food soon.

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