who needs a magic board when throwing hands is universal pow pow hiya pow
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who needs a magic board when throwing hands is universal pow pow hiya pow

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I mean, if you don't wanna do the magic board i'm sure most of us will understand and be perfectly fine without it. We get that THAT many route must've been a huge work, so don't push yourself author:) (besides, the mental image of mc carrying around a magic board while fighting with a sword is kinda baffling lmao. Maybe the magic board could also be used as a magic shield?😂
I laughed so hard! 😂😂 Thank you but I'll keep the magic board.
Also Mc will certainly have to use parchment and ink or coal to make themselves understood once in Albion.
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HER DESCENT IS ONE THAT HAPPENS so quickly, he himself barely even registers it when the woman standing in front of him suddenly leaves a vacant space with naught but the water soaking into his shoes to show for it. The drop off behind her had gone unnoticed to both of them, it seems : even the grand Jabberwocky, for all his myth and legend, now stood transfixed in confusion. Below him, the woman in question -- of whom he had moments prior been attempting to push into a corner ... now sat in a pool of water, instead pushed over the small edge of a shallow cliff. A river mouth, to be exact. Whatever intimidation he had fostered moments before broke as he stared in shock, his lips parting in a show of silent inquiry.
The sudden change in atmosphere catches him completely off guard to a degree it is ... admittedly embarrassing. He stands there, hand outstretched but now hanging lamely in the empty air she had once stood in, his eyes unblinking whereas he’d seconds before had direct eye contact with the woman he’d been intending to threaten. It’s only after blinking and forcing himself to regain some form of mobility that he’s able to look down at her, now sprawled out in the rapid river : (perhaps thankfully, in her case) not far enough in to be caught in the current. But certainly enough that her clothing and hair were absolutely ruined. Luck had it for her that it hadn’t been a higher fall. And yet...
☛ You... ☚  His hands lift as he begins to sign something, but his fingers are trembling. He has to pull his bottom lip between his teeth and bite down to keep himself grounded, but however brief the sound is, a hoarse chuckle catches in his throat. She looks ... awful. Instead of attempting to remark further, he raises his hand to cover his mouth, under which the stray ghost of a smile forms on his lips. It doesn’t reach his eyes, but it almost hurts. Only after moments pass with her sitting in the river below him is he able to properly sign something. ☛ That was pathetic. ☚