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Who: Rob, Paarthurnax, anyone else
Open: Open
When: idk sometime earlier in the week maybe?
Where: Between the entrance and the Dragonfield, then the Dragonfield
What: Rob no
Format: Any
Warnings: Blood, animal death, metafictional cultural appropriation, confused grandpadragon, poor life choices, Rob what the hell were you thinking you could've died!
( Private pre-post stuff )
Rob makes a bee-line for the Dragonfield upon returning to the Bastion, but if anyone's around he's kind of hard to miss, being covered in blood and lugging a large bundle wrapped in an elk pelt with a pair of antlers sticking out of it. If one can look past that, they may notice that he's moving more confidently than normal and seems to be in a pretty good mood.
"Hey, Paarthurnax? Can I ask you a small favor?"
Open: Open
When: idk sometime earlier in the week maybe?
Where: Between the entrance and the Dragonfield, then the Dragonfield
What: Rob no
Format: Any
Warnings: Blood, animal death, metafictional cultural appropriation, confused grandpadragon, poor life choices, Rob what the hell were you thinking you could've died!
( Private pre-post stuff )
Rob makes a bee-line for the Dragonfield upon returning to the Bastion, but if anyone's around he's kind of hard to miss, being covered in blood and lugging a large bundle wrapped in an elk pelt with a pair of antlers sticking out of it. If one can look past that, they may notice that he's moving more confidently than normal and seems to be in a pretty good mood.
"Hey, Paarthurnax? Can I ask you a small favor?"