"Alone? Is that wise?"

Ah, he liked this shopkeep more and more. "Inserts and padding would be marvelous! I walk almost exclusively to my destinations—you never know what you might find on the road to and fro that might need a helping hand, and I have to position myself as to lend it." He let out a hearty chuckle, then

Three platinum, and some change back. He fished the weighty bits from his bag, then offered them to the shopkeep. "There you are!"

"We don't think much of ants, 'til they're the size of houses and burnin' down the forests. The desert is our home... and we're losin' that, too."

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My death does not scare me as much as the thought of yours.

Aronion took his storage bag from his waist and opened it, then peered inside. He had a stipend from the Order, but that was months ago, and more often than not he gave money away rather than took it, except for situations like this. "I have seven platinum, and a host more gold," he stated, then

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The Knight gestured towards his hooves. "Ah! I've met some folk like you before! Delightful bunch, and I'm sure present company won't disappoint." He laughed, then planted his gloved hands on his armored hips. "I do most of my traveling by my own two feet, so a good pair of boots is worth a pretty

I stand in the ashes of your village, Elf. I have not left him alone; I have made you and him on equal standing. One that abandoned his duty, and one that was exiled from it; now both homeless, wretched things.

His brows furrowed within his helmet. "What I seek depends on what the wares of the shop offers- does it not? Am- is shopping different here? I could use a new pair of stout boots, perhaps, something that offers a bit more sure step on slick rocks. Do you have something like that?"

He nodded, then stepped across the threshold. "And what wares would you recommend for a traveling knight?"

He stopped at the door's threshold. "Cursed items!?" he bellowed. "Are you selling cursed items!?"

He rattled his coin purse and approached the wizard. "Well, I happen to be looking to purchase some wares!"

"And what possessed you to give it such a nickname as SCREW?"

"The what now?"

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Name: Aronion the Stalwart Pronouns: he/him Sexuality: pansexual Age: 38 Ancestry: Skilled Human Class: Fighter Height: 6'6" Weight: 238 lbs Hair color: Brown Eye color: Brown Skin color: Dark hazelnut Background: Martial Disciple (Athletics) Fighter, Legendary Sword proficiency Level: 15 Stats:

"We do need to do something about that dragon."

@themightyjaguar.bsky.social "Are you some form of Tabaxi? You should not be afraid of your heritage, young woman! Embrace who you are!"

"New faces abound! Come and introduce yourselves and be made warm by my campfire."

Hearing a voice, he shot upright at incredible speed. He had dark hair, graying at the temples, and scars covered much of his muscled body. His piercing blue eyes found the source of the voice and he stood at attention, back straight and his arms behind his back and clasped together.

Still doing them, his olive skin glistening with a thin sheen of sweat. He'd been doing this for quite some time.

Doing one-armed pushups.

Moving through a series of sword forms while out in the courtyard.

This Knox lad is quite the man. I wish I'd had a few more like him around in the old days...

Death has never found purchase upon me! Hah!

Everyone has room for improvement! Your tunic is on backwards, lad.

A brave warrior got dressed this morning and I'm proud of them!

"I have healed many that have come to these hallowed halls..."

"Hah!"

"These Sharrans are up to no good."

You should say something else, little sprite.

@invokedhealing.bsky.social "Another Elf! Well met!" The Knight boomed in his naturally loud voice. His armor was polished, yet bore countless small dings and dents. "Have you need of any help?"

"You only live once? HAH! You live a new life every time you wake up! Seize that morning and make the most of it!"

He's not quite sure if she understands—and admittedly, he's not sure if he himself understands—the sheer landmass equation of what it is she's proposing to conquer, but he's not a scholar or a mathematician. She'll figure it out soon enough if she's true to her ambitions. "I hope to be among

"I believe the scholars have done the math. I am curious, once you've conquered the ring, how would you divide it? Into kingdoms? A dictatorship? Perhaps using light signals you could communicate across it in days instead of decades."

"I wish you the best of luck. If these dragon attacks continue, there may not be much of a Ring to conquer..."

He laughed outright. "If any one organization could conquer the whole thing, I'd be astounded!"

"The technology back home can make fine armor, but not one such as that. Last I checked, at least! It's been a while!"