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?"

⠀ ʜᴀʀʀɪꜱᴏɴ⠀❝ʜᴀʀʀʏ❞⠀ᴍɪʟʟᴇʀ ⠀ ⠀╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ⚔️ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮ ⠀ ⠀♘ #dcrp #roleplayaccount ♘ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ᴏᴄ ― ꜱᴇᴍɪ-ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟᴇᴅ ― ꜱᴇᴍɪ-ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ― ᴍꜱ ― ᴍᴠ ― ᴍᴄ ⠀

Be it —- 𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱. 𝖲𝖮𝖭 𝖮𝖥 𝖮𝖣𝖨𝖭. 𝖦𝖮𝖣 𝖮𝖥 𝖳𝖧𝖴𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖱.

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."

ᅟᅟ ❝𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙝? 𝙄𝙩𝙨 𝙖 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜... 𝙡𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙.❞ | #DnDRp | #MVRP | #FantasyRp | 𝗌𝖿𝗐 & 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐 , 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗆𝗂 - 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗈𝖼 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖺𝗅 ♡ ／ ♺ ᅟᅟ

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!"

"Technology I've only heard about in a distant land. Splendid!"

"Must be those Gnomes. They're very industrious people."

"Ah. Magic?"

"What kind of metal steed is that? In that desert? That looks like a mobile death-by-heat carriage!"

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|| my deepest apologies... I apparently never sourced this art on this account and I am ashamed

You gave your sword to a stranger and then forgot it!?

It's probably because they're wood! (he looked on at the wyvern, then up at what he assumed is an adventurer) Safe travels!