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Pity Party (Party and Races!)

Pirates, loners, Fireside, Abaven, Habari



Álarr

Avalon
Beta

Master Fighter (330)

Master Healer (246)

An icon representing the specialty Defender Defender

An icon representing the specialty Anatomist Anatomist

age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
836
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
544
player
lunarcat7

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Promptober 2019
09-18-2021, 09:09 AM

Álarr sipped his wine with gusto, soon going back for another bowl as the party unfolded. When Sparrow officially started the festivities he grabbed a chunk of elk meat to chew on while the play was in progress. To his surprise it showed Sparrow fighting Azure, one of the men that had attacked him and Jynn. Well, well, small world. At the mention of sparring and races, Álarr hesitated. He wasn't sure if he was in the best shape for it but the alcohol was making him feel really good so he got to his feet and moved to join the others. "I'll fight. I suppose I'll race to. Are there deductions if we don't run in a straight line?" He looked to Sparrow with a smirk.