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{ Two Birds On A Wire... }

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{ Two Birds On A Wire... }

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[Getting a lot of followers lately even though I'm not very active. But I'm waving at you all from my hole in the ground!]

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[I'm being so for real I miss doing long rp threads on discord. Like real in depth ones.......]

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[Finally sat down to draw Zef and I'm.... I have big feelings]

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[Finally sat down to draw Zef and I'm.... I have big feelings]

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[There's three songs on Age's playlist that are dedicated to him and his brother and all three of them make me SO SAD..]

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[Making ice tea from a tea blend based on a will wood song on Age's playlist. Who wants some? It's black cherry, pomegranate, and currant berry]

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don’t soft block me i will follow you again i’m not that bright

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Because most Eilistraeen drow live underground, they don't get to see the moon, so many of them carry enchanted moon watches that tell them what phase she's in.

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[Turned out to be a double ear infection because I'm just lucky I guess--]

[Started feeling a sore throat yesterday and now I've got body aches... great... gotta try to push through today, since I have work tomorrow]

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[Started feeling a sore throat yesterday and now I've got body aches... great... gotta try to push through today, since I have work tomorrow]

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dude i just had the funniest premonition of your death

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Age'ian hadn't been too familiar with scrapes like this. Sure, every now and then a highway man would try to bully him out of his coin purse, but it hardly was anything he hadn't been able to handle. This should have been similar, and simple. But it hadn't been.

He'd felt that something was off, felt the tingle of danger on the back of his neck, the warning in his mind. "Someone is going to die." But he hadn't been quick enough to prevent this one, but he'd try to stop any more damage from being done.

The crescent shape at the end of his staff was pointed at the dragonborn mid-maul, and magic sprang forth like spectral chains that tried to entangle Caedes as Age'ian spoke a single word.

"STOP!!"

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The Dark Urge was in full effect tonight. No matter how they tried, Caedes had felt control slipping throughout the day. They had lost it, on the battle field; the enemy was downed - blood splattered everywhere - they couldn't think, the Urge roaring in their head. It was too much. There was one, the last one, swinging their way in, screaming to revenge their fallen comrades. Had he known it was futile? Only magic didn't leap to their hands, no. Caedes had thrown themselves across the field, landing on their chest. Claws, fangs; sinking into his throat; tearing, ripping. Blood and gore, tattered rags that were once armor, hands sinking past the ribcage as they laughed, laughed, delighting in the viscera splattering their face, panting and snarling, snout burying down into it all -

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Even being sightless, Age'ian was very perceptive. He'd long learned to listen very closely to how people talk, the way their words sounded. And he'd learned to almost read people that way.

"Then let us head inside, before the cold gets to us at the very least." he says with a smile.

His raven ruffles her feathers from his shoulder, taking wing to check the path ahead and to make sure no shadows popped up between them and the inn. When it was clear, she returned and landed upon one of his horns, giving an interesting clicking sound. And Age took that as his queue to move forward.

Oh come on, he wasn't that transparent, was he? That was embarrassing, his mask was slipping. He sighed as the other man healed him, he could've done it himself but he had learned, over hard years, that it was best to conserve spells on the road. Especially when the next meal was not a certainty.

"I know that inn," Arawn said. "There's some good people working there, and it's the only place to get a drink until you get to Baldur's Gate. "

"You and I have a common purpose friend, I'll gladly drink to that."

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[Like, man.... what the fuck...]

[Sparkbird has my muse for Age by the fucking throat--]