My time! I own it :]

Bollocks!

Crikey! Wildlife!

That one Tim Hortons

Unborn 8.0 Black Pointer

Overview

As dusk crawls under the canopy of night, you find yourself laying under a canopy of many trees. From behind those dark branches, the sky is just about visible to you and the orange embers from the campfire you've set up at your side float and dance upwards to join the stars. The ache in your muscles is soothed by a warm, heavy blanket you've brought on your journey and the smell of dry wood mixed with pine tree needles calms your mind. A calm wind caresses the leaves on the branches above you and carries the smells deeper into the forest ahead, leaving an idle rustle between each tree it visits on it's way. Your breath levels along with the forest and the ambient sounds of nocturnal insects lull you to sleep. Your eyelids grow heavy, the rhythmic beating of the forests' heart matches your own and it's darkness carries you until you hear something snap.

A twig broke somewhere behind you and the grass rustles where footsteps would part it. Your instinct drives your arm to shoot towards your knife, afraid that its some wild animal but when you raise your head to the source of the noise, you see a silhouette of a person and they rush to speak.
-"Pardon et moi! I- sorry, didn't mean to scare you..”

Haha I upsdates this from my phoine gwahaha

Emil "Pierre" LaReuz
He/Him
172
Warforged--
-->Drow
Divine Soul Sorcerer/Rogue
7'2/218 cm--
-->5'6/170cm
10.04.2021
Hermit
D&D 5e


Personality

I'll stick with Zidane typewriter font for regular text and chicken scratch for section titles

Backstory