Rosharan A.C.

Pfffff. Just be glad I decided not to go with tallyvert.

That was the joke

YKYASFW you post for the first time in a very serious roleplay game that a bunch of other sanderfans have created on some fansite. What is it called again? The Sallyverse?

*Wins* Monty Python and the Holy Grail

Scud. I've been foolish, and posted here more often. Now I'm on the hit-list.

You're fine. Just trying to keep the space-time continuum intact. *Wins* Ocean's 11

NO. ALREADY DONE. *Wins* Nacho Libre

A mouthwatering smell, that of fresh stew, wafted through the common room. It passed the conversing women, filling the room with its succulent aroma, until it found a convenient hole in the ceiling. Up the stairs it went, finding a door here and there, where it quietly slipped into rooms. The smell floated down the hall, past quaint, well-kept decorum that gave the board-house a welcoming feel. Eventually, it came to to a wall, and the last place it could go was under a door that looked much like any other. Beyond was a well lit room, simple and unadorned. On a chair in the corner was draped a long, voluminous cloak, with at least a dozen pockets that bulged from various contents. A green cloak laid on top of it, thinner, yet somehow more enveloping. The smell lazily flowed across the room, to a bed, where a thin but well-built man with black curls sat, strumming a lute. Desmund took in a deep breath. Is that stew? It smells heavenly. He glanced towards the door, and sighed. He hadn't spent much time yet meeting anyone in this interesting city, or in the boarding house even, much to his dismay. He had had more pressing tasks. I'm sure a little relaxing couldn't hurt, could it? And if anyone else is down in the tavern, I could strike up a good conversation. But I've been so busy, getting settled, and figuring out what to do next. He paused for a moment, and played a quiet tune on the lute. Well it's not like I'm doing anything important right now. When times of indecision came, the best thing to do was just pick something. He stopped strumming, and slipped his head and arm through the lute's strap, settling it on his back. He then rose from the bed, and walked casually out the door. On his way quietly down the stairs, he unconsciously took in all of his surroundings, noting tables, lights... all of the little details. His mind focused as the three women came into view, and he gave a faint smile. Looks like I'll have some company after all. That's Miss Temeria, I think. His smile faded once the noticed how haggard one of the women looked, and he immediately grew concerned. However, he steeled himself after seeing that they were already being taken care of. The strong scent hit him again, and his mouth began to water. Desmund sat down a few tables away from the group, not wanting to interrupt. I'll just wait until they're finished. Perhaps someone will bring out the stew soon. @Sorana @ZincAboutIt @Die_eike

Interesting character, good color scheme, and fits nicely given the small space of the circle. Overall a good profile pic. 9/10 edit: Also, I will have you all know I was just ninja’d four times. I had to change my post each time...

Gets a simple, poor poor orphan. *inserts my hand*

Is something happening here? I feel like something’s happening...

WHAT. Is the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow?

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A.C. looks confusedly at the tables (following a 2nd breaking of the fourth wall) and then sits back down, thinking about cheese.

I am a chromatic chicken scout! There’s nothing else to say.

Well, he did say he was planning on dumping all of his thoughts. Maybe this is just what goes on in Gears’ head.

As the fourth wall breaks for a brief moment, A.C. shouts, “Holy Frijoles! One of these things could last me weeks!”

Hmm, does George not? Don’t hate me, but I’ve never actually read through all of Harry Potter. And the ones I did read were a long time ago...

And he’s really odd, kind of anti-social too, for... um... for the same reason.

Well, just logic, and a few YouTube videos I’m sure are out there. Would you like me to explain?

Speaking of which, did you know that Willy Wonka is actually George Weasely?