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SENETOR CHUCHI BABYYYY ooorrrrr TECHHHH MY LOVE I LOVE YOU

Night night. talinel follows her.

THANK YOU! Sorry i get really attached to my characters and their stories.

THANK THE HEAVENS YOU BLESSED ANGEL

NO I.. I DONT WANNA BE AN ADULT NO NO NO. NO.IM NOT GONNA BE AN ADULT DONT MAKR ME THINK ABOUR THE FUTURE .

PLEASE. I'm not stable enough to make a baclstory again. THANK YOU THANK YIU TAHNK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU

sayla dropped a coin and shot after him. She learned a trick. Alot of planets had metal in the ground. Of good enough you could tap into it and use it as coins that don't move. i think... that makes sense right?

*grumble grumble. Aggresivly deletes backstory.* uhhhhhhhhhh give me a few hours to rethink a backstory. And reasons why she is so strange. Saying strange things. This is gonna be a bit. *dies inside*

sayla nods. "I'm fine with pewter dragging."

Full mistborn 3rd heightening and a spore expert. remind me what pewter drag is?

Ah. Alright. I dont know those planets yet cause I haven't gotten there so yalls gotta lead.

But...the whole thing was she didn't know how to speak their language so they'd teach her.. alright i wont argue with the GM.

she nods and gives a small polite bow. "Your welcome." Which ones sel again? Like what book? sayla nods.

Right...i play dnd but not very often (i need to play more). Is my story still valid? Cause I rlly wanted that to happen.

Heh? Ok so.... where's draconic from. Cause i was gonna have her be from another planet and she somehow got teleported here and so she's studying their language and culture cause she's a scholar.

It’s alright. We will continue tomorrow.

Sayla shrugs, “i know how pewter works. I figured to just let you sleep it off”

Alright. I just… alright this is gonna be a lot. gore warning. An unsettling zoom and he was in a house. There was three kids. One was around 13 years of age and the other two seemed like nondescript blue ghost that were around little kid or toddler age. The girl that had a definitive figure had blue hair but looked black at some angles and was skinny. She had on red pajamas and light blue eyes. She was laughing and stacking blocks with the nondescript kids. To the side was an adult also light blue and nondescript. She was reading a book. “Let’s see how high we can get it.” The girl said. The figures said a muffled reply. They sat there for a while laughing and talking. They heard the door open and stood up exited. “Father’s home!” The girl shouted. The adult (likely the mother) went to greet father but father had a knife, he looked at mother with crazy insane eyes. The girl looked a lot like him, similar features hair and eyes. “You’re trying to take it. My money. My life.” Father said and lunged at mother stabbing her in the chest. Blood splattered on his clothes and face. His gleaming silver knife dripped with red blood. The kids hid behind the girl and the girl had a shocked terrified look on her face. Her hand was over her mouth. Father looked at the kids. The girl knew what was coming. She steeled herself. As her father lunged she ran to the couch grabbing their emergency daggers. Two black knives made of mordite. She got into a fight with father. She was no match. She was a wiry girl so what would she do. “father! What are you doing” she yelled at her father. I WONT LET YOU HAVE IT! He shouted. she faught. Well more of a frantic defense. He lunged in and struck her face on the cheek slicing it open. She screamed and pushed back a bit. She was loosing. He struck her again making a deep gash in her nose. Blood ran down her face and got in her mouth. He made another strike hitting her right eye. It blinded her enough to open up to a death strike. He jabbed her in the heart and twisted. Her eyes widened. She felt cold. She felt the fear from her siblings. Her life flashed. The good memories, the bad ones. Mostly good. Tears fell mixing with the blood making her cough. She fell backwards. She saw her dad kill both her siblings to. She wasnt enough to protect them. The world fades to black. Ok there’s more. But i want to get his reaction to that first. Then I’ll write more out. Heh my fingers hurt

It was in a strange language still

she wrote down more in her notebook.

“Teleak, speak me”

Hmm she shakes her head “teleak” that was a lanagauge no one recognized. (Unless your god then you know its from another world)

After more intense thought. “Toka”

“Uh lack”

She hummed. “Rack” uh huh..?