Pick your poison.
03-04-2022, 03:53 PM
Fir couldn't help but grin as the girl accepted her proposition. What was this wolf's name again, Toby? Ah, it didn't matter. She wouldn't be Toby in a minute anyways. "Okay. You can sit down." She stated as she herself plopped to the earthy soil below. "Yolwan wan, ochkane ona me iremoral ire lonay fan fraap." She prodded at her platypus companion and watched with glee as he did what he was told. "So it's a roleplay game. You make a character, I walk your character through a story, we use these two iremoral to determine how well you do the things that you want to do. Easy enough?" She waited for a moment to make sure Toby understood the task at hand, but not long enough for the girl to respond. "So you can be a wizard, a fighter, or a healer. Then I need to know what your character looks like and what their name is." |
*Translation: Swamp lard, give her the annoying and then go play.
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