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Rowena had still her scythe in her hands in a tight grip. She glanced down to the wounded woman that spoke up before she looked around to make sure that there is no danger "What I want doesnt seem to be here, but who are you and more important what happened to you?"

*throws a jack in the box at you*

catches and squints at the jester @scarlet-jester

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➰ for my muse to throw a book at your muse

Rummaging through some chests for some food he sniffed inside one of them, he pulls out a book, he grumbles to himself “Gnar mo ca it u. Ad u mo hav piktarz” he frowns and throws the book over his shoulder, not seeing the person standing behind him.

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Rowena gasped and grabbed the yordles shoulders “You cant read? There are so many great books and you cant enjoy them? Oh my poor dear yordle you are missing out on something big”

He gave her a confused look “Wa? Bu Gnar iz hanta, Gnar mo nid to no ho to rid. Gnar just lik da piktarz ad let ppl rid to Gnar” Blinks a couple of time. What was this woman talking about him being poor?

She placed a tentative finger to her lips “So people read things to you? Thats a relief, I thought all this knowledge and all these entertaining stories were hidden from you from your lacking knowledge of reading. I will give you ‘shugy’ if you tell me your favorite book” Rowena said with a smile that was hidden behind her bandages

“Shugy?!” the yordle turns around, bouncing “M’opay m’opay. GNar favorit buk be hmm… It be jangal buk. Gnar wuv dat buk. It nic stowy” he says wagging his tail, waiting for the treat. “Shugy fo Gnar?”

Rowena nodded "Yes, I'll give you the sweets" she said and pulled a chocolatebar out of her pocket "Your favorite book is the jungle book? Why is that so?" She questioned while handing the chocolate over to the yordle

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➰ for my muse to throw a book at your muse

Rummaging through some chests for some food he sniffed inside one of them, he pulls out a book, he grumbles to himself “Gnar mo ca it u. Ad u mo hav piktarz” he frowns and throws the book over his shoulder, not seeing the person standing behind him.

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Rowena gasped and grabbed the yordles shoulders “You cant read? There are so many great books and you cant enjoy them? Oh my poor dear yordle you are missing out on something big”

He gave her a confused look “Wa? Bu Gnar iz hanta, Gnar mo nid to no ho to rid. Gnar just lik da piktarz ad let ppl rid to Gnar” Blinks a couple of time. What was this woman talking about him being poor?

She placed a tentative finger to her lips “So people read things to you? Thats a relief, I thought all this knowledge and all these entertaining stories were hidden from you from your lacking knowledge of reading. I will give you ‘shugy’ if you tell me your favorite book” Rowena said with a smile that was hidden behind her bandages

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➰ for my muse to throw a book at your muse

Rummaging through some chests for some food he sniffed inside one of them, he pulls out a book, he grumbles to himself “Gnar mo ca it u. Ad u mo hav piktarz” he frowns and throws the book over his shoulder, not seeing the person standing behind him.

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Rowena gasped and grabbed the yordles shoulders "You cant read? There are so many great books and you cant enjoy them? Oh my poor dear yordle you are missing out on something big"

➰

➰ for my muse to throw a book at your muse

Rummaging through some chests for some food he sniffed inside one of them, he pulls out a book, he grumbles to himself “Gnar mo ca it u. Ad u mo hav piktarz” he frowns and throws the book over his shoulder, not seeing the person standing behind him.

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Rowena frowned in anger as the book hit her face. She picked it up and slightly hit it on Gnar’s head as she crouched down to his height “Excuse me, would you mind to explain why you are throwing a book at me?”

“Ite!” he yelps as he’s hit with the book. He rubs the bump on his head and turns around “Gnar sowy, Gnar mo si u der..” he grumbles and keeps rubbing his head “Gnar smell som shugy in da box. Bu only ting Gnar find iz da bukz”

She sighed and put the book aside, it was a book she liked and Row didnt like the fact that what was a great piece in her eyes was thrown around "Maybe you should consider reading some, some of these are really good." Rowena said pinching her nose "Anyways, what even is shugy?"

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➰ for my muse to throw a book at your muse

Rummaging through some chests for some food he sniffed inside one of them, he pulls out a book, he grumbles to himself “Gnar mo ca it u. Ad u mo hav piktarz” he frowns and throws the book over his shoulder, not seeing the person standing behind him.

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#ooc #out of duri #friends art #my color

Rowena frowned in anger as the book hit her face. She picked it up and slightly hit it on Gnar's head as she crouched down to his height "Excuse me, would you mind to explain why you are throwing a book at me?"

// this art is originally by a friend but I colored and ruined it a lil

it was just a pic of traditional art so it screwed a lot by trying to color it

//because I didnt post anything for munday have my birb being cute

#ooc #out of duri #munday #cockatiel

Misfits

Rowena tilted her head slighty and tapped on her chin “Interesting, I do not see the point of buying this sword if it has no better quality than other swords. So they really just want it because they like the original owner of the sword? Thats… weird”

Azi chuckled, making his way out of the boathouse. “Yeah, I don’t really get it either, but it works.” He said as he walked with her through the city.

Rowena made sure to follow, without much expressions. "I see. But where do you plan to sell it and how am I supposed to help? All I can do is ask them if they want to buy it"

Misfits

Rowena tilted her head slighty and tapped on her chin “Interesting, I do not see the point of buying this sword if it has no better quality than other swords. So they really just want it because they like the original owner of the sword? Thats… weird”

Azi chuckled, making his way out of the boathouse. “Yeah, I don’t really get it either, but it works.” He said as he walked with her through the city.

Rowena made sure to follow, without much expressions. "I see. But where do you plan to sell it and how am I supposed to help? All I can do is ask them if they want to buy it"

Misfits

#ic #sorry for late late reply

Rowena tilted her head slighty and tapped on her chin "Interesting, I do not see the point of buying this sword if it has no better quality than other swords. So they really just want it because they like the original owner of the sword? Thats... weird"

// sorry for not replying im having a lil block But I tried to doodle my void baby traditonally with her wings out. (It looked better when I didnt try to color them I swear)

#ooc #out of duri #my art

Misfits

Row sighed before she stretched a little before she followed with careful and painful steps. "I am not offended or anything the like, but may I know where you got that sword from and why you tried to sell it on a black market? It would be nice to get more information before I sell something illegal"

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Misfits

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She shook her head and humped a little closer “I do not have time to rest more, my master wants to hear my report about this mission. And… I really want to go home” she blinked only now realizing his sigh “Stranger, is something wrong?”

“Please just call me Azibo.” He said, holstering the sword on his back once more. “Yes I’m just worried that you’re pushing yourself too hard. It’s already bad enough that you are tainted by the void, ignoring some serious wounds isn’t helping you at all.” He said, looking out the window.

Rowena couldnt help but smile and chuckle a bit with a hand infront of her mouth “You do worry about me? I am surprised that you do not see me as an enemy after I slaughtered these people. But I am thankful for this, I will help you to get rid of that sword” she gently rested her right hand on Azibos shoulder “And do not worry about me, Azibo. This pain is nothing”

Azi’s brows raised as he realised what she got from that, slumping his shoulders as he sighed. “You are going to repay me for that, after all.” He shrugged her hand off his shoulder, turning away and going to the door. “I doubt that. You still haven’t given me your name, either.”

She frowned and took the hand back over her chest "My name is Rowena mercenary of Ak'nar, the void demon." She stood still as he moved away only following him with her eyes but didnt take a single step towards the door "Is this enough information about me?"

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Misfits

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She shook her head and humped a little closer “I do not have time to rest more, my master wants to hear my report about this mission. And… I really want to go home” she blinked only now realizing his sigh “Stranger, is something wrong?”

“Please just call me Azibo.” He said, holstering the sword on his back once more. “Yes I’m just worried that you’re pushing yourself too hard. It’s already bad enough that you are tainted by the void, ignoring some serious wounds isn’t helping you at all.” He said, looking out the window.