Tis firm! ‘Tis firm as stone!

*Artisan* · 12-03-2020, 07:57 PM

Artisan had just found out that he was going to be a fucking pirate, and that was the coolest shit he'd heard all year. He was thrilled and could hardly wait to tell his other siblings about just how much more awesome he was going to be then any of them, but before that he figured he'd look around and help ol' Captain Sparrow to fill the pirate stores with plants that could be turned into booze or some other mind altering substance. Artisan - knowing next to nothing about plants - didn't know which ones he should be gathering, so he grabbed a small sack and figured he'd just pick them all. Eventually one of them had to lead to fun times, and a part of the thrill was in the risk anyways.

Being a friendly dude, he gravitated in the direction of the scent of wolf as soon as he caught wind of it. Maybe they could help each other out, or maybe he would simply pause his gathering to have some fun and sober times. It's not like being a pirate was as huge as a commitment as being a pack wolf, he could put a hold on his self-declared duties to meet a new individual and add a new bead to his collection while he did it. "I come in peace!" He declared loudly, stepping confidently towards the wolf and roaming his eyes across her desaturated form. She was quite beautiful, and it wouldn't be too hard to find a stone to match her colors either. "I was hoping you could help direct me towards which of these flowers might get me as high as possible."

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